Team Yan's canary has become a fine bird

When he came out to perform for a living, he usually had a generous temper. When Mo Xigan saw someone scan the QR code and gave him money, no matter how much it was, he could be regarded as the patron, so he handed over the piano readily and thoughtfully gave The man took a brand new pick.

Yan Tuo hadn't touched a guitar for many years, but as soon as he got his hands on the strings, his body's instincts immediately awakened, he fiddled with it a little, tried the sound, and started playing.

It is "Flight of the Bumblebee", which can be played blindly at the age of 9. It is a must-have divine song for super masters to show off their skills.

The electronic sound exploded in the ears like laser cannonballs, the strings were pulled, slid, and plucked, and the slender fingers were vibrating and flying at an extreme speed. It seemed that the speed was inhuman, and the scene exploded immediately.

Bai Yiyi also exploded.

It really exploded.

The feathers spread out all over the body, and the roots of the pot head visible to the naked eye stood up, and finally turned into an explosive head.

Unconsciously, he stood on the microphone stand with his beak wide open, staring blankly at the person in front of him.

I kept praying in my heart: God, please save the child.

Is there anything that the owner can't do?This handsome posture that pierces the sky, this dexterous flying fingers, this... This is killing me, blood dripping over and over again, killing must be love.

After the whole song ended with a violent strumming, Yan Tuo took a breath, a little hearty, and a little unfinished.

Seeing Bai Tuanzi with the exploding head and the dumbfounded look with his mouth open, his mood suddenly improved a little bit strangely.

Getting closer, the deep voice was extra warm: "Do you like it?"

Mom, he is teasing me, Bai Yiyi groans in his heart, sinking into hallucinations.

Before it was his turn to wake up and answer, the microphone spread the question, and a circle of listeners who quickly gathered around shouted in unison: "I like it! One more, one more!"

When Mohawk saw the crowd scanning the QR code enthusiastically, he felt a little moved, stepped forward and praised: "Brother, the playing is really good, isn't it, you are a professional in this?"

Yan Tuo said truthfully: "No, I loved playing when I was a child, but I haven't touched it for many years."

Haven't touched it for many years, can it still play like this?Mohawk felt that this person was old in Versailles, but this did not affect his next plan.

"Can we work together on a song together? You play and I sing? Meeting is also a fate."

Bai Yiyi quickly looked at his master, the pleading in his eyes was about to overflow.

Yan Tuo naturally received the signal, and the little guy's eyes were a bit too straightforward, with his favorite hairball appearance, coupled with such eyes, how could he resist it?

In a strange city, a strange street, and in a state where no one knew him at all, it was rare for Yan Tuo to feel a little indulgent, nodded, and replied: "Okay, let's play a classic old song, the Eagles' Hotel California ?”

Anyone who plays an instrument, regardless of the type, is definitely familiar with this song, even Bai Yiyi, who is disabled in music, can hum it from beginning to end.

After the two of them prepared for a while, Yan Tuo's prelude sounded, and Moxi Gantou opened his voice.

This person is not very old, but as soon as he uttered the standard English lyrics with a smoky voice, accompanied by the accompaniment of the electric guitar, the atmosphere of the scene immediately changed.

……

Onadark desert highway

Coolwindinmyhair

Warmmell of colitas

Rising up through the air

……

Bai Yiyi didn't dare to sing along the whole way, just hummed a word at the end of each sentence, tapped his paws uncontrollably, and made a rhythmic "dangdang" sound on the microphone, as if he was singing a harmony for someone.

The scene suddenly became more lively.

I have seen people who can play and sing well, but who has seen a bird that can play rhythm and sing along?

After a short time, there was already a large circle of people around. Those who listened were applauding, and some took out their mobile phones to record videos.

During the gap between the lyrics, Yan Tuo quickly stuffed the pick between his teeth, tapped the strings with both hands and began to solo, the melody was familiar and novel, clearly improvised on the spot, with strong personal characteristics and very contagious and explosive .

In an instant, applause, whistles and even screams from the onlookers rang out crazily, making the small square look like a live concert of an emperor superstar, blocking the passages to and fro.

Yan Tuo had experienced scenes ten times more frenzied than this before, and he was not affected at all. The typhoon finished his solo show calmly and gracefully, and smiled at Bai Tuanzi in a very relaxed and freehand way, and took the pick from between his teeth. Returned to normal accompaniment status.

In Bai Yiyi's eyes, the owner grinning with a pick in his mouth is another image that is completely unimaginable on weekdays. It is a little bit ruffian, but it is free and easy and charming. In terms of fashion, it is completely acceptable It can be called a shot into the soul.

He was electrocuted again, it was the unknown number of times tonight, he was so shocked that his heart beat DuangDuang, he seemed to be able to break out of the wall immediately, and fell devoutly at this person's feet, begging for his sympathy.

At the end of the song, Mohawk was so excited that he sang the first song. Besides, there was an endless stream of people who scanned the QR code, which could almost cover his harvest for a week. Their eyes were enthusiastic and they wanted to take this two-bird-one-bird The combination continues to flourish.

Bai Yiyi woke up from the immersion in the atmosphere, and was startled by the huge crowd of people around him. He was about to fall into his old habit again. He made two pretentious "chirp chirps", spread his wings, and flew to the owner's shoulder for peace of mind.

Yan Tuo was obviously a tenth-level player of Niaoyu, so he immediately understood the meaning and asked in a low voice, "Stop playing?"

The little guy on the shoulder replied with a low "Yes", and immediately returned the piano to thank the person, ignoring repeated attempts to persuade him to stay, and slowly squeezed out of the crowd.

Just a few steps away, someone followed up and handed over a business card, saying that he was a scout from a certain cultural media company. With Yan Tuo's appearance and musical accomplishments, if he was willing to sign a contract for a variety show or something, he might be a superstar of tomorrow.

When Yan Tuo was studying, he often took such business cards. He never thought that after working for seven or eight years, he would still come across such a thing.

Putting aside the high self-esteem and arrogance I used to have at the time of the second year of middle school, I must have been cold-faced, but now that I am older, my temper is much calmer, and I am in a really good mood tonight, so I opened a Joke kindly refuses:

"Sorry, but you don't sell yourself as a performer."

After that, he walked leisurely into the sea of ​​people with Bai Tuanzi, and came back exhausted.

Back at the Palm Garden, Yan Tuo basically stayed up all night the night before, and today he drove for a whole day, and fell asleep exhausted before 10:[-], leaving him alone at home Wearing back and forth, I still can't sleep.

The more he gets along with this person, the more he can't let go. Thinking of parting at dawn, his heart sinks so deep that he can't see a glimmer of dawn.

But what can be done?

I am a 23-year-old adult man with the ability to act independently, and I have no relationship with others, so how can I have the nerve to say that I want to go back with me?

Now that her identity has been revealed, can she still use Bai Tuanzi's appearance to act like a baby, acting cute and pretending to be stupid?

Or lure, under the pretext that the system's perception can help solve the case, and then go back and pretend to be a police bird for a few days?

Or confess directly: Damn it, I seem to be in love with you!Let's live together for a few more months, shall we?Of course, it would be even better if it could last a lifetime?

Bai Yiyi stood on the doorknob of the guest room, fluttering his wings, thinking over these plans over and over in his heart.

Acting cute?It doesn't work, it doesn't have such a thick skin.

Incentives?Obviously there is no way out, after all, it is not a long-term solution, and the temperament of the owner is definitely not like to rely on cheats.

Confession?Oh, it's almost as good as killing him.No, don't fight, put him next to Conan, live to 800 episodes, if he is not dead, he may be able to work up the courage to try.

After thinking about it, Bai Yiyi still couldn't get the answer.

After a long time, he sighed deeply.

Forget it, I still keep people in my heart, and I will miss it from a distance in the future.

Familiar with the way, he rushed to the owner's pillow, stared at the sleeping face, counted his breathing, and didn't know how long it took, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

When the sky just started to light up, Yan Tuo, who had an accurate biological clock, opened his eyes, and a familiar ball of fluff was stuck in front of his nose, lying on his back and sleeping soundly.

Controlling the hand that was about to move and scratch someone's belly, Yan Tuo got up lightly.

Maybe it's the special attention to the bedding, or maybe it's the sleep aid fragrance that the little guy helped to order. This sleep is extraordinarily comfortable. It seems that all the fatigue during this period has been slept away, and I feel extraordinarily refreshed today.

Looking through the window, there are many early risers inside and outside the community, those who exercise in the morning, those who catch the early bus, and those who do business at early stalls.

He originally wanted to take this opportunity and go downstairs to buy some breakfast as a thank you for the little guy's hospitality, but before he could take any action, Bai Tuanzi flew out in a hurry.

"You... are you awake? I'm sorry, I overslept, just wait a moment, um, it'll be fine after a while."

Hovering in mid-air, he chirped and rushed back to the bedroom.

After 2 minutes, the boy with the pot cover covering his eyes strode to the entrance, said "I'll go buy breakfast", and hurried out the door.

Obviously there is an early morning shop at the gate of the community, but Bai Yiyi went there in less than half an hour.

When I got home, the fritters and tofu in my hand were still steaming, but I was carrying two big bags on the other side. At a glance, they were all kinds of snacks and local products.

When Yan Tuo started tasting tofu nao, this handsome boy who was almost 1 meters tall began to babble: "Dengying Beef and Bangbang Chicken are for Sun Lei, and the peach slices are for Xiao Liu. She doesn't like spicy food. Give Lao Cao and Zhao Ge a box of handmade local cigarettes, I don’t smoke, so I don’t know what it tastes like, but this brand is quite famous, so let them try it out.”

Then I fiddled in the refrigerator for a while, took out a pile of bacon sausages, wrapped them in plastic wrap over and over again, and said in my mouth: "I pickled the local pigs collected in the countryside during the Chinese New Year. They must be delicious and hygienic. You Take it home and put it in the freezer, and when you want to eat it, boil it in plain water for 10 to [-] minutes, it’s very convenient...you don’t have to eat instant noodles all the time.”

Yan Tuo looked at the pile of tabletops, and even the whirlwind had a gift, a bone-shaped teething stick toy, which could also be used to clean teeth.

The kid who was half a head shorter than himself was afraid that he would be disgusted and bored, so he kept explaining that when he was sent back, the others seemed to be traveling, and he needed to bring some souvenirs to enhance the relationship among colleagues.

Yan Tuo couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, this child who was almost 9 years younger, did he treat himself as a child?Big and small bags are ready, but you are still worried about your colleagues?Even Comrade Yu Lian, who has always regarded herself as the elder sister, may not have been so careful.

His eyes fell on that small mouth unconsciously. The lips, which were slightly thicker than ordinary boys, were flushed with cold white leather lining, and they kept opening and closing, making him really want to use something to directly plug it up.

Save yourself from being flustered suddenly at this moment, but you can't find the reason at all.