The correct posture to kill a rival

In fact, Ye Qilu has no interest in guitar at all.

After the three of them finished eating, he found a reason to leave first.

Even if they didn't say goodbye, the three of them couldn't go together, he came by bicycle, and Yi Yunshu came by motorcycle.

Whether it's him carrying Zuo Shan or Yi Yunshu carrying Zuo Shan, they are not on the same speed line after all.And not long ago, he threw a bicycle in Xiangshan, and this time he threw the bicycle at the entrance of the Chinese Opera, and it would be no wonder that Ye Fenfei would turn him into a pig's head when he returned home.

Dashilan'er is a very famous commercial street outside Beijing's Qianmen. It is located on the east side of Zhushikou, and it is the only way Yeqi Road goes home every day.

Bicycles on Ye Qi Road shuttled through the streets.

When passing the Qianmen clothing store, a bicycle turned from another fork and rode side by side with Ye Qilu. The young man was carrying a big tape recorder, and while pedaling the bicycle vigorously, he sang along to the climax of the song.

After one song is over, the next song is "A Fire in Winter", which is popular in the streets and alleys and well-known to all women and children.

You are like a fire in that winter

The blazing fire warms my heart

Every time when you quietly walk into my side

the fire illuminates me

At the climax of the song, Ye Qilu instinctively sang along with the young man: "A fire!"

Then the two looked at each other in unison.

The next second he laughed.

Fei Xiang's singing drifted into the distance accompanied by laughter.

At the next intersection, the two separated.

Ye Qilu was still humming the tune of fire.

Suddenly, a girl's voice came from the side of the road: "Student Xiaojin!"

The familiar smell of wine, the familiar Xiaojin classmate.

Ye Qilu stopped his bicycle, turned around, and saw Zuo Shan standing at the door of a shop, smiling and shaking the bouquet of flowers that Yi Yunshu gave him.

Ye Qilu pushed his bicycle to the front of the store, and he could easily know where it was with just a flick of his peripheral vision.

Hanging on the wall, placed on the ground, all kinds of musical instruments.

Of course, most of them were guitars—the things that young people liked to do most at that time were: smoking, drinking, playing the piano, and dancing thunderbolts.

"I just came out to get some air, but I didn't expect to see you." Zuo Shan smiled, her brows crooked, "Would you like to come in and have a look? I was paying attention to your hands when you were eating. Your fingers are quite long. She looks a lot like Yun Shu, maybe she's also good at playing the guitar~"

This side just mentioned Yi Yunshu, and the deity came out from inside, "Xiao Shi, what are you doing? Who are you talking to?"

"Ah?" Zuo Shan took a step aside while turning her head.

Ye Qilu's gaze collided with Yi Yunshu's unexpectedly.

Yi Yunshu narrowed his eyes slowly, "It's so cold outside, are you still addicted?"

Zuo Shan smiled and said to Ye Qilu, "Let's go and have a look together."

"Forget it," Ye Qilu said, "Those people are very thieves, don't get overturned in the end, and you won't be able to step down."

Zuo Shan said softly, "Oh, no, come on, come on—"

"What are the ink stains?! Come in! Sit inside!" Yi Yunshu could hear the tone of his singing as soon as he raised his voice, which was metallic and gorgeous.

Ye Qilu couldn't shirk anymore, so he locked his bicycle and went into the shop with Zuo Shan.

The strangest thing about this store is that there is no living person in sight.

Even Yi Yunshu didn't know where he went.

Ye Qilu was very puzzled: "There is no one in front, so you are not afraid of being ransacked?"

Zuo Shan smiled and said: "It's okay, if someone comes in, you can hear it inside." After speaking, Zuo Shan went straight to the wall, and with a slight push, a door-shaped wall was pushed open, and the wall hanging on it A black guitar is still crumbling—"Everybody's here."

This is the first time Ye Qilu has seen this kind of "secret door" design in real life. He has only seen it in martial arts dramas such as "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" before.

Ye Qilu followed Zuo Shan into the room—the next second when the people and things inside came into view, he subconsciously stamped his feet.

Yi Yunshu leaned loosely on the sofa, with his two long legs crossed casually, with a cigarette in one hand and a lighter in the other, he raised his eyelids expressionlessly, and just looked at Ye Qilu indifferently.

Next to him stood three men talking.

For some reason, Ye Qilu felt that today's Yi Yunshu was indeed as Zuo Shan said, and it was inexplicable that he was far from the one he had been in contact with before.

or?

Is this the real him?

When they heard the person coming, the three of them stopped communicating and looked at the door together.

"Uncle He?" Ye Qilu never expected that he would meet Lao He, the master of the Douzhier shop here, and then he remembered that Yi Yunshu had said that he was a "senior".

Everything seemed to make sense again.

"Forked road?" Apparently, Lao He didn't expect to meet Ye Qilu here.

Except for Yi Yunshu who remained unchanged, the others were all surprised.

A long-haired man standing next to Lao He asked, "This is...?"

"My old master said." Lao He said.

The two nodded after listening, and ignored Ye Qilu, but continued to study the guitar on the cabinet.

They didn't know Ye Qilu, but Ye Qilu knew them.

The last time Zhao Zhidong took him to watch a "party" at UT in Wudaokou, although the two of them were not as stunning as Yi Yunshu, they still left a deep impression on him.

These two are the lead singer and guitarist of the "Black Windmill" band.

The lead singer who vented, roared, and sang "We will have a whole world!" as if swearing to the sky, and Zhao Zhidong, who is the number one guitarist who shows off his skills to the point of insanity.

Ye Qilu memorized their names - from the conversation between Zhao Zhidong and Xu Da later at the stall outside Donghua.

They are Li Beihou and Yang Pingke—both of them are thin, with long hair and plain features.

Lao He pulled Ye Qilu in, let him sit on the other side of the sofa, moved a chair to sit on, and chatted with him.

"How did you come here? Want to learn from those people outside, is it worth buying a piano brush?"

Ye Qilu was about to answer——

"Old He! Old He!" Li Beihou and Yang Pingke shouted to Old He.

"Oh." Old He responded, patted Ye Qilu's hand, "Wait for me, we'll go back together later."

Ye Qilu, who was about to say goodbye, couldn't because of this sentence.

Ye Qilu raised his face and nodded to Lao He, then shifted his gaze, carefully scrutinizing the faces of the two people sitting opposite him - it was really like a beautiful picture scroll, one was prettier than the other.

Not only is it beautiful, but it fits well.

Ye Qilu sneered.

The sound of the guitar suddenly rose from the ground.

Yang Pingke held the guitar and played a few notes lightly.

"Yi Yunshu, you don't just smoke. You haven't said a word since you came in. How about this one?" Li Beihou said.

Yi Yunshu glanced diagonally upwards, his eyes swept across Li Beihou's face, and fell on the guitar, "How can you hear the melody with just a few notes? How can I tell you that there are two verses?" Bar?"

Li Beihou gritted his teeth at Yi Yunshu, and said, "I want to play you! It's like this every time, as if you are a king. Who should I order?"

Yi Yunshu put down his crossed legs, and was about to stand up while speaking, "Did I order you? Are you the one to play?"

Yang Pingke and Lao He were in a dilemma.

Ye Qilu picked up a guitar placed on the small wooden table next to him, glanced at Yang Pingke, learned a posture to hold it, and gently plucked the strings with his right fingertips.

It turns out that the feel of guitar strings is like this.

Hearing the sound of the guitar, everyone looked at the place where the sound came from.

Li Beihou exploded immediately!

"Bastard, that's mine..." Before he finished cursing, Yang Pingke held him tightly, and shook his head at him, motioning him to look at Ye Qilu.

Ye Qilu's left fingertips lightly and lightly pressed a horizontal grid, and then plucked the strings again - but this time there was no sound.

It seems that the guitar needs to be pressed harder——Ye Qilu thought so, and his fingertips increased a little——

Still no sound.

what happened?

Ye Qilu tilted his head.

He moved his left fingertips down a little, pressed harder than before at the position close to the bar, and plucked the strings again—the sound came out immediately.

Then he used only one string, along the fretboard, from top to bottom leaning against one grid, and then leaning on another grid to pluck the strings. After all the notes were tested, he changed another string, just like this Tried all the strings and all the frets.

At this time, Li Beihou had already covered his mouth.

Old He opened his mouth wide.

Yang Pingke stuffed his fingers between his teeth.

Yi Yunshu stared intently at Ye Qilu's left hand.

The only person here is Zuo Shan who is a layman, and seeing the reactions of these people, she finds it very strange——Ye Qilu played a bunch of notes just now, and she couldn't even hear the tune.

Only a few seconds later, Zuo Shan made the same expression as Yi Yunshu - her eyes widened.

Because what Ye Qilu played was clearly the melody played by Yang Pingke just now!

Although only a few short tones.

Yi Yunshu raised an eyebrow, "This sounds like a pig butcher, is this your first time playing the guitar?"

Ye Qilu nodded.

"First time?" Lao He's jaw almost dropped to the ground.

Li Beihou looked disbelieving, and patted Yang Pingke's arm, "Play again!"

A string of smooth and beautiful melodies flowed from Yang Pingke's fingertips. This time it was no longer a few tones, but a melody.

Ye Qilu thought for a few seconds, and slowly played out the melody just now.

Not even a single sound was wrong!

"Fuck!" Li Beihou yelled, "Crazy!"

"Crazy indeed!" Yang Pingke laughed and kicked Yi Yunshu's sofa armrest:

"Aren't you just going to dig him up for a sacrifice? Your band doesn't use outsourced guitars anymore or you can get on by yourself. You can figure out all the scales by touching the guitar for the first time. Those sticks outside are stepping on the wind and fire. I can't even catch up with the wheel, this talent is not for fun~"