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Chapter 275 276. [Main World] I don't want to sign a contract
A man put down his glass and listened.

A couple stares at the stage thoughtfully.

The breath of the lead singer girl gradually stabilized, and her confidence regained little by little.She faced the audience with a smile and continued to sing:

If everything has turned into rain
Can I, become mud
stain you again

If life is like a cut-scene movie

Oh, let me wake up again from a sweet dream

Nan Xiao stood in the corner of the stage, playing the piano silently, with a perfect but low-key performance.With one guitar, he suppressed the entire band.The bass occasionally plays a few low notes, and the drummer is silent, only tapping the beat.They all know that other sounds are superfluous at this time, as long as a guitar is enough.

How much I want to see you again, even if I just take a quick look and leave
The dim silhouette under the street lamp, the longer and longer forest path

How I want to see you again, at least jokes can be said
The Autumn Equinox, when the leaves fall for the first time in the streets, we gradually fade away
Nan Xiao played this section extremely softly, as if he was gently telling a story.It's very simple, very light, full of flexibility, and unrestrained, with a lot of my own interpretation added.This melody has never appeared in any performance of "Clouds and Smoke Turns into Rain", it is like flying from the sky, ethereal and comfortable.

A man stood up slowly.More people stood up.They waved gently in unison and swayed to the beat.

Pedestrians passing by on the street stopped and stared in surprise at the large TV screen hanging outside the bar.

More and more people came, and the pedestrian street was blocked.

No one spoke, and I always felt that everything was too beautiful, as if it would be shattered with the slightest touch.

Soon comes the end of the song:
On the platform, the whistle is sounding

miss is your voice

We carry the past and walk into the crowd

Looking for a place to put myself...

The singing disappeared, but the piano sound did not stop.Next is a long SOLO, Nan Xiao improvising.Unhurried and continuous, the notes turned into a rushing stream, brighter than the neon lights on the entire street.

The entire bar seemed to be moved to a different plane, the walls disappeared, and everything outside the stage was empty.The audience forgot where they were and who they were, and the only thing they could do was to listen quietly and indulge in the gentle surround of the music.

Some viewers began to cry and quietly covered their faces.

Charismatic influences are brewing.In front of it, human will is too small.Nan Xiao's guitar sound is clean and clear, everywhere.Everyone felt that it was telling their own story, and everyone was reminded of their regretful past.Even people who are seasoned in the world gradually let go of their guards.

More and more people had tears on their faces, and they couldn't stop, they kept streaming down.

The guy standing in the street with a white ticket is too embarrassed to go into a bar and at least order a beer.While drinking, I shed tears.

Unable to resist, unwilling to resist, let go of the body and mind, letting the tears surge on the cheeks.The sound of the guitar evokes the past hidden in people's hearts, and the emotions surge up, filling their hearts full.People who know each other, even those who don't know each other, are willing to lend their shoulders to each other and bear the tears.

In bars and on the streets, countless people trembled and wept.

too strong.

Quietly plucking the strings, straight to the hearts of the people.

The lead singer girl also cried, crying very sadly.At that moment, it felt like the whole world was raining.

"Jianggrass!"

"Jiang Gracilaria! Don't cry!"

"We love you, don't cry!"

The lead singer girl sat in front of the microphone, already crying, her face covered with tears.

Amidst the gentle sound of the guitar, she wept heartily, which made the audience feel distressed.

She picked up the microphone and said sobbingly: "Thank you, everyone, for staying with me for a whole year..."

Listening to that meaning is like saying goodbye.

She continued: "Thank you, Lao Xie, for making me laugh when I'm sad. I remember every bad joke you said."

The bartender behind the bar raised his hand and shook his hand, responding to her roll call.

"Thank you, Fang. Thank you for rehearsing with me. Thank you for taking me home when I was very tired."

The cool female drummer with short hair answered with a gentle drum beat.

The lead singer girl raised her head and looked at the audience off the stage: "Thank you everyone. I know I have to say goodbye in the end. To be honest, I prepare to say goodbye to everyone every day, but I am never ready. I hope everyone can have it. The best happiness in the world, even if I am not part of your happiness."

Nan Xiao played a gentle and sad ditty as an accompaniment.

The audience went completely insane.Over the sound of the guitar, they shouted hoarsely, they wanted the lead girl to hear, to tell her that you are not alone.

"Don't go, you still have us!"

"We will support you!"

"Jiang Gracilaria! You are the best! Persevere!"

Someone patted the table: "Why did you fire Gracilaria? The boss comes out!"

One person raised his arms, and a hundred people responded, and the audience shouted rhythmically: "The boss comes out! The boss comes out!"

When the bar owner saw something was wrong, he quickly came out to explain.It turned out that it was not that he wanted to fire Jiang Li, but that the bar could no longer operate and was preparing to transfer it recently.The new owner is dissatisfied with the current band and plans to terminate the contract.

"It's okay!" someone yelled, "We still have tonight!"

The lead singer girl wiped away her tears and laughed: "Yes, we still have tonight and music!"

Nan Xiao took advantage of the situation and played a series of intense and lively notes, rushing to the sky.At that moment, it was like the whole world lit up,
"Gracilaria! Gracilaria! Gracilaria!"

In the tavern, the audience was already boiling.Everyone shouted and cheered for the lead singer girl.

In Nan Xiao's music, the lead singer girl was finally rekindled, revealing a brilliant light.It was like a different person, her previous restraint disappeared, and her whole body shone with dazzling stars.

"Thank you all for making me more exciting."

Next, she became very confident, very relaxed, and she played every song extremely well.Like a bird freed from its bondage, free to sing and fly free.

The audience shouted fiercely, the atmosphere exploded, and the whole street was blocked.

There was no repertoire for the next performance, and I sang whatever came to mind.Nan Xiao played freely and inserted all kinds of impromptu subsections at will, and the strange melody broke out from time to time, like lightning in a thunderstorm, causing bursts of cheers.

The notes jump infinitely, the melody is complex, and the changes are endless.

The people in the bar, the people on the street, everyone seems to have entered another world.A world constructed entirely of musical notes.

That's a very strange state.It doesn't matter what Jiang Li sings or what Nan Xiao plays.Beats and alcohol, that's all everyone needs.Let yourself go and sway to the rhythm, forgetting that there is still tomorrow.

Alcohol rushes through the bloodstream, stimulating the most primitive impulses.Every strum of the guitar hits the heartbeat.

Most people are drunk.

The rhythm is getting stronger and stronger, and the intensity is irresistible.People sway to the beat, forget about everything, and let loose.The beating of the heart follows the rhythm of the guitar.They have entered a state of madness, with no rationality, every cell is carnival, and humanity has entered the most primitive release.

Finally, the spirit broke through all obstacles, and with the music, it exploded!
fly!
Fly higher and higher!

Every nerve is trembling.

This has gone beyond the scope of music, and is close to the spellcasting chant of bards in the world of swords and magic.

Everyone tensed their bodies, breathed desperately restlessly, and met the wave after wave of wild impact in their souls.

At the apex, there was a final violent tremor, and everything exploded in pure white.

The guitar gradually eased and landed safely, leading everyone back to the earth and back to the bar.

Everyone is tired and feels like their bodies have been hollowed out.

so cool...

so exciting...

Nan Xiao put down the guitar and looked at the people in the audience.Most people were slumped on the sofa in a daze, their eyes dull, and Ge You lay down in a standard manner.

Only one can hold on.You could tell he was also hollowed out, but he was still standing and walking.

He tried his best to walk towards Nan Xiao, and took out his business card as he walked: "Hi, my name is... You can call me Xiaoxuan, I'm an editor, and this is my business card."

Nan Xiao took the business card and took a look: Editor in charge of BicoBico Music Channel. "Oh. Hello." He shook hands friendly, "My name is Nan Xiao."

He probably knew what was going on.

Sure enough, Xiaoxuan's first sentence was: "Someone uploaded two songs that you played and sang in a small town near Tibet. The video was poorly recorded, the angle, the sound effects... everything was very poor. However, That video dominated the charts on Station B’s music channel for a week in a row. Do you know how many editors of video websites were ordered to go on business trips? The inn in that Tibetan border town couldn’t accommodate anyone. It used to be crowded with travel friends, but now it’s crowded with editors. Everyone is looking for it. you."

The moment he heard the guitar sound, Xiaoxuan was about to cry.

Only he himself knows how he got here these days.After getting off the plane, he rented a car and went straight to the small Tibetan border town.Unexpectedly, the city was already crowded with colleagues.Inquirers are everywhere.There are all kinds of gossip flying all over the place, but almost none of them are valuable.

Xiaoxuan tried his best, but failed to find any valuable information.The mysterious guitarist disappeared early the next morning, taking his beautiful red-haired girlfriend with him without a trace.No one knows where they came from, how they came, how they left, and where they went.

In those few days, the small town on the border of Tibet was always foggy, and people could not be seen clearly from more than ten meters away.

Some people have heard the dull and majestic engine sound like an airplane, which is very unique.But no one has ever seen the guitar master drive, so no one can be sure whether it is his car, everything is speculation.

After a few days with no results, Xiaoxuan became desperate and left the small town.

Today is his last day in this city.He has already bought a plane ticket back to the capital tomorrow morning, and is going to get drunk tonight, and then lie down on the plane.He didn't bother to think about whether the editor-in-chief would criticize him after he went back.Whoever you love, the tortoise is afraid of the hammer, so let it go.

Unexpectedly, I heard the familiar sound of guitar in the bar.

He turned over and listened to that video over and over again and didn't know how many times.The first second Nan Xiao plucked the strings, his ears perked up.

it's him!it's him!
However, to Xiaoxuan's despair, Nan Xiao shook his head: "I don't want to sign a contract."

(End of this chapter)