Miss Bach's Crab Canon

"...No, no...it's no problem if they're all classmates."

"Hmm—remember my name?"

"No."

"...My name is Qing Qingpei, no matter what, it's a pleasure to talk to you..."

When Gao Yiyu heard the name, he happened to be looking at the coffee beans placed nearby, and saw "dark roast" and "medium roast" written on the bag, which seemed to be a way of processing coffee beans.So, will there be mildness?Ah... really.

Gao Yiyu pointed at the bag of coffee, although he felt unbelievable and embarrassed, "Is that what you mean?"

Qing Qingpei glanced back, turned his head and wanted to stare at Gao Yiyu, but shook his head and sighed resignedly: "Well...my parents like lightly roasted beans..."

"Then...that at least means...they...have entrusted you with what they think is a beautiful meaning...."

Her smile stretched, and she leaned against the window, very pleased with such peace.

"As expected of that Gao Yiyu, who offended me casually, but made me angry... Because I also like light baking, so even if I know the meaning of the name, it gradually becomes less annoying. "

"Then sell me a bag of good light roast coffee."

……

Joannis wanted to protest because they had been chatting without any intention of having a drink.

But she likes it here very much. Although she can't drink it, there is such a comfortable coffee sanctuary in modern times. She really wants to come here every day and have a good drink.If there is more music, she feels that there is nothing more to ask for in life.

music……

She stopped wandering about the cafe because she noticed that there were windows in the back too.

Unlike the windows facing the quiet street, the windows at the back are open, and the rusty wind of the abandoned factory blows in.Joannis didn't know what it was for, but could sense the desolation in it.Rusty and weedy.The man-made traces of the past have now been soaked by time.

But Joannis didn't sigh anything, just thinking that it seems to be suitable as a musical theme to write a song.

or……

She suddenly thought of something, so she walked up to the guitarist who was chatting happily with her female classmate.

She first pointed to the abandoned factory outside the rear window, then pretended to sing loudly, and then played the air guitar.

But these are still not enough to express her meaning, because Gao Yiyu's eyes are wide open and his eyes are small.Helpless, in order to let Gao Yiyu understand better, she made the next move - covering her ears.

"what."

"...What's wrong, student Gao Yiyu."

"Is that factory completely abandoned?" Gao Yiyu asked while holding a handful of coffee beans in his hand.

Qing Qingpei glanced back, and nodded thoughtfully: "Yes, our family originally wanted to use its land to do something, but it was abandoned and rewired, and it couldn't even be powered on... we had to give up. Rent this unoccupied tube building instead."

"For example, if you take a very noisy drum set to the factory and play for a day and a night, it won't disturb the people, right?"

“…our house is the only one around, but it can be a bit loud when we’re handling raw beans and making produce… so we don’t mind being disturbed. As long as you can avoid having guests, we have about two , There will be regular customers coming every three days..."

"Then your business here is quite yellow."

Qing Qingpei pushed his glasses, and said embarrassingly: "The coffee shop is my parents' dream and hobby. They opened it for themselves. Otherwise, I would have starved to death because of this... I would not have the opportunity to meet the legendary coffee shop. You are a classmate."

"I'll take a look at the factory and then go home... Oh sure, I'll settle the money for you, happy deal."

"Well...then I'll wrap it up for you, and you can come to me anytime you have any questions. Oh, by the way, according to your style, you definitely didn't do anything. If you want to copy your winter vacation homework, or copy your homework after online classes, it's fine. Come here... I, I can copy it for you."

"No, no, I'm too lazy to copy, it's so troublesome, just don't do it-but why are you so nice to me?"

"Because I don't have many friends." She didn't hide the disappointment in her eyes.

Speaking of it, it seems to be the case?Her grades were very good before, and some friends were automatically filtered out.And because the school has to pay fees, she would beg the teacher to delay for a few days every time, probably because of her low self-esteem and introversion, and filtered out a large number of friends...

It's a pity if you think about it carefully, if Joannis can be seen by the world, shouldn't you swear to her directly with coffee beans, begging her in front of the coffee machine?

"So, to be able to get to know Gao Yiyu, who also has no friends... I'm very happy."

This is also true, and Gao Yiyu is not angry at all: "I just think that most of the social interaction is meaningless, it is better to spend time on the things I love. Well, I will pay and leave." After all, Joannis is urging.

"Then WeChat or Alipay?" Qing Qingpei asked.

"cash."

……

Carrying coffee utensils and a bag of coffee beans that she strongly recommended, Gao Yiyu and Joannis went around to the tube building and stepped into the deserted old factory.

It should have been abandoned here for only a few years, but the wind and the sun have made it extraordinarily decadent.

Of course, plants don't think so.

"Parents, what were you talking about before?" Joannis was very curious, "It seems that you two are very familiar, and the atmosphere is very good... Judging from my rich and long life experience and my heart as delicate as music, I Smell the taste of secret love."

"That's impossible."

"Given that your heart has obviously given over to music, and your body is forever a girl because of me, I smell a tragic ending, but that's what youth is! Well, just write a Kang Tata - and record here?"

Indeed, you can play the piano to your heart's content here... as long as you don't mind having nothing here.

040 It comes from a steamer

A sunny morning.

Joannis turned on the winter—or so she thought.

Modern people probably reached an agreement with winter, got a small part of that season, and then distributed it to each household according to the contract, so as to store food.

Have to say, this really works...

And, every time you open a box containing a little winter, the oncoming winter caresses you comfortably.

Joannis took out the food that she just bought yesterday, and went to Walmart again when she came back yesterday. In addition to bread, vegetables, fruits, and milk, Gao Yiyu reluctantly bought a few more cups to drink the essentials from now on. Coffee - Joannes loves them.

Clear glass and exquisite ceramics are all to her liking.

Came to the kitchen with the food - chopping boards and knives were the same as usual.Put the bread on and cut it into small pieces with a knife.Next, peel the oranges with a fruit knife and carefully break them open.Of course, on the way, Joannes also used the newly learned egg steamer to boil milk for two.

There is no meat—but Joannis understands very well that her family is still very poor, and it is a matter of course that they do not have meat.

Dividing the food into two, she carefully carried one of the dinner plates to the living room——

Gao Yiyu, who was still in pajamas, raised his legs, yawned comfortably, and was communicating with that thing called a computer that could connect the whole world.The human brain is installed in a body called a human, and the computer is installed in that body made of metal and plastic... According to Joannis's understanding, the computer is also a part of this family, and most of them are related to demons and devils. thing.

"Here you are, breakfast."

"Hmm... Oh, why is it bread again? I want to eat meat buns, soy milk, fried dough sticks... That's all, I'll get up tomorrow to buy it myself."

Although Joannis couldn't understand why such a good bread would be rejected, but Gao Yiyu was very beautiful and seductive in the morning, as long as he looked at her a few more times, he would easily forget about it, and even forget what she was talking about.

But there are still some things that can't be forgotten-

"That's our music."

"Yes, our prelude."

Yesterday, Gao Yiyu roughly cut the PV and uploaded the music on YouTube.

But of course, there are no comments so far, and only a few clicks.No way, this is just a short song, and the PV doesn't have much content to present... Rather, it would be strange if someone watched it...

Well, Gao Yiyu can't deny that since he has become a creator of content, he wants the content to be seen, evaluated, and liked by others...of course he wants all of these.

"Is anyone listening?"

"Not yet... No, let me correct it, it should not exist in the future."

"I understand, you have explained to me many times why."

Gao Yiyu nodded and turned it off—then, after drinking the milk and chewing the fruit in one gulp, she picked up the slice of bread and went to pack her things.

Today they get up earlier than before, they don't lie in bed and share the same pillow, and chat to pass the time, because they have something to do and they still have to go out today.Also, it will probably be tiring.

Gao Yiyu took out his schoolbag and stuffed things into it.

Harmonica, the No. [-] battery I bought from Walmart yesterday, mobile phones, earphones, instant noodles in buckets...

These alone take up a lot of space, but the schoolbag has been swollen by books over the years, and it can still be stuffed in it anyway.Gao Yiyu went to the kitchen again, took out the stainless steel steaming sheet from the steamer, and stuffed it into the schoolbag—this is very important.

Of course, the indispensable stone mortar was also installed. Although this thing is very, very heavy, it is already one of the little followers who have psychic with Gao Yiyu. As long as it has magic power, it can be suspended by itself to reduce weight ...The reason why it was thrown into the schoolbag was just to deceive people.

By the way-

"Help me manage it inside, don't let things collide with each other."

"it is good."

Shijiu is like a warehouse keeper, surprisingly useful.

Bringing them is also a helpless move. Gao Yiyu is a student after all. Although he worked hard to earn a few musical instruments, he could not have everything after all.Fortunately, everything can make a sound, and some instruments are not so irreplaceable—at least, in the future.

Back in the living room, Gao Yiyu turned on the stereo that came with the synthesizer keyboard and played a melody.Sure enough, the upstairs immediately kicked him to show his temper, and he was very timely every time...

Not only the upstairs neighbors came in time, but also Ioannis who was attracted by the melody and the sound of the piano.

"No more playing?"

"Well—let's go, play somewhere else."

"it is good."

The narrow reinforced concrete forms walls that separate people from their lives, but the larger structure shrinks them into one wall.

If the music that belongs to her life passes through the wall, it will disturb the lives of others, and there is nothing she can do about it.

Gao Yiyu planned to go to a place without walls, because weeds would not protest.

……

After 5 minutes of going out, Gao Yiyu regretted his previous unrestrained thoughts very much.

If I knew it, I would be stuck at home...

Because, so tired...

The heavy keyboard is pressing on the back seat of the bicycle, Gao Yiyu is carrying a baroque guitar brought back from the old times, and has to hang his schoolbag in the front basket.

The girl's weak body is really at a disadvantage in this situation. When riding uphill, she will have a feeling of aggrieved fighting with others in her dream, and as a result, she can't use her strength at all.Going downhill is even more uncomfortable, because my mind is full of "the car is about to overturn, and the trough is so exciting", and there is no time to think about other things.

Joannis walked leisurely on the road, and sometimes even went to the front to wait for Gao Yiyu.She also carried a bag full of her things.Although this will look weird to passers-by, but weird is weird, because there is really no room on the bicycle...

Fortunately, it is not far from the abandoned factory.

……

Overseas—an editorial agency.

This is a niche music magazine that has been in business for decades. Although the physical magazine has declined, the niche music field they focus on is full of avant-garde, avant-garde, experimental, and even futuristic. Therefore, the magazine is keen to grasp Electronic opportunities have also found success online.

Their business is very good. In traditional physical magazines, on computer websites, and on mobile phones, they are silently delivering those niche music content at the forefront.

And as the young editor of the magazine, Ms. Amesester is just a young person who is trying to discover all the novelty content and wants to beat those old editors.Of course, it is a matter of course to watch videos on YouTube every day.

She follows dozens and dozens of musicians—famous and unknown, professional and amateur.

But they all have the same characteristic - strength.

Today, Amethyst came across a strange new video.

""May You Learn to Cook Soon"?" She read out the title, feeling very puzzled.However, the professional level of a professional music critic still allows her to start analysis rationally.

This is a title that lacks connotation...or is too maverick, but it is posted on the music channel.So, it's more than likely a crass pop-punk track, or a nonsensical funny grindcore... People all over the world are quietly cultivating some weird music, although most of it is not worth mentioning.

Amethyst clicked on it, wanting to see if his judgment was correct.

But the strange thing is that in the introduction of the video, it is labeled as "progressive rock".

In an instant, Amethyst had an epiphany - to be able to take such a name in this unique music style means to be satirizing those who are filled with electronic equipment and snacks and divorced from the essence of reality!Ruined by technological advancement and excess convenience, they become people who can't even cook for themselves.

This kind of ironic content is undoubtedly lonely and meaningful.

If she dares to define her music style as avant-garde rock, then she must be a real connoisseur.

Amethyst knew very well that she had found a new topic, and she immediately put her face close to the screen, wanting to find more content.

Below the introduction is a rough introduction to the relevant content of the video. This is a newly formed duo called the Noisy Undead of the Old Era... If you combine the name of "May You Learn to Cook Soon" with the band name, you won't be surprised. It is difficult to analyze it as a kind of self-deprecating.

The band founders are some old people who have the essence of life but feel that they can't keep up with the times, so they call themselves "dead souls of the old age".But even so, they do not want to be silent, but want to be "noisy" to express some of their views.

The band consisted of two people, one was called "Transpose" and the other was called "Miss Bach".

They are both professional, and it can be seen that they have classical music accomplishment.