House Dad’s Literary Life Chapter 1275: Depression in the southwest direction (1/3)

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Can you meet someone you know at a railway station where you intend to stay temporarily in Germany? Yang Yi couldn't believe his eyes. After a moment of stun, he reacted, but after all he was happy. He opened his arms and hugged each other and smiled: "Mr. Jian, why are you in Leipzig?"

Yes, Yang Yi, who stopped at Leipzig station, was just Jian Jian who just got off the train with his orchestra.

Jian Yifan first met Yang Yi in a coffee shop (PS: see chapters 236 and 237 for details). At that time, Yang Yi ’s piano level was only at the professional level, and Jian Yifan was a guest of Jiang Chuan. Professor and well-known pianist at home and abroad is the first real piano master Yang Yi knows. Of course, Jane is also a fan, and Yang Yi has benefited a lot.

That's why Yang Yi respectfully called the other party: "Teacher Jane!"

Later, when Yang Yi studied in Jiang Chuan, he also encountered Jian Yifan again, and learned piano with him for a period of time, so his level has advanced by leaps and bounds, with the current level ...

"Yang Yi, I just listened to your performance, and your piano performance has made good progress!" Jian Yifan praised him first before answering Yang Yi ’s question with a smile. "Our The orchestra, there was a performance in Leipzig three days later, so I just arrived here. Unexpectedly, when I passed the station waiting room, I heard such a wonderful music! "

Of course, the two used Chinese to communicate, but Jian Yifan came with the people from his orchestra. He could n’t leave others alone. Jian Yifan wanted to translate Yang Yi at first. But later he discovered that Yang Yi not only speaks English, but German can also communicate naturally and fluently. In this way, he and his orchestra friends all speak more familiar German.

Some of the friends in the Jian Yi Fan Orchestra play the cello and some play the wind, but they are all very interested in the music Yang Yi played just now (they did n’t hear Xi Xi play, and Yang Yi ’s performance was just After listening for a while), when they knew that the jazz-free, free-spirited piano music was actually composed by Yang Yi himself, they all cried in surprise.

"Haha, let me introduce you formally, this Yang Yi, although not engaged in our classical music industry, but he is a very popular pop musician in China! His wife is also a singer, China's top singer!" Jane Yifan was proud to introduce Yang Yi to his friends, and even introduced Murphy. "He also wrote some English songs. Do you remember" JingleBells "which has been popular in the past two years? This is also what he created!"

Jian Yifan knows a lot about Yang Yi. After all, Yang Yi has repeatedly made an appearance in the news in the past few years. Even though Jian Yifan rarely pays attention to the popular music industry, he saw his acquaintance in the newspaper. Will still take a few glances.

Jian Yifan didn't mention Yang Yi's other popular songs, only "JingleBells". That's because they don't listen to pop music usually. It's just Christmas one year. Everyone has a performance. After the performance, they gather together and improvise. I have played this song, so I am familiar with it.

"" JingleBells "was also written by Yang?" Several westerners in the orchestra opened their eyes in surprise.

Yang Yi smiled slightly, but not too humble in front of these people. He calmly replied: "My English name is Lyon."

At this moment, they caused a burst of emotion.

......

After seeing so many foreigners appear, Xixi snuggled into her mother's arms with a little nervousness. She was curious about what her father talked to, but even her mother couldn't understand their conversation.

The little girl had to blink her confused eyes and saw these people exclaim, she also seemed to feel the excellence of her father.

Unconsciously, the little girl felt full of pride.

......

Of course, no matter how much Yang Yi has achieved in the pop music world, after all, they are not working in a field, and they will be finished after a few exclamations. The rest is that Yang Yi and they simply exchanged what they have just said. music.

Later, Jian Yifan also wanted to invite Yang Yi and his family to watch the performance of their orchestra, but unfortunately, Jian Yifan's performance was three days later, and the Yang Yi family did not have so much time to stay.

It ’s no problem to change the train schedule, and Yang Yi is not that bad. But the problem is that Yang Yi wants to take Murphy and the children back to Paris after visiting Paris. If he returns directly to Anqing, he can at least catch up with the Spring Festival.

So, this time I can only regret it!

After a brief meeting, Jian Yifan and his orchestra friends did not stay too much, hurriedly carrying their instruments to the hotel where they stayed.

The waiting hall of the railway station has returned to the calm of the past. No one is sitting in front of the piano and playing music. Yang Yi and Murphy also took the children back to their seats and sat down patiently. The train arrived at the station in an hour.

"I didn't expect to meet Teacher Jian here." Murphy told Yang Yi with emotion.

"Yeah, I used to know that he often performed at Vienna in Austria, this time it should be invited to Leipzig." Yang Yi laughed with Murphy.

"Ms. Jane's mental state is still very good, and I can't see that it's almost 60 years old." Murphy said with amazement.

The two were also bored waiting for the bus, chatting about one after another.

Xi Xi's eyes were turning vigorously, she held back for a long time, and finally waited for a small pause in the conversation between her father and mother before she hurried in.

"Baba, let me tell you, just now, when I was playing the piano, I was playing wrong at first ..." Xi Xi got into her father's arms and snuggled up, directly overwhelming her father.

"Dad knows, the one you played ..." Yang Yi smiled and listed the wrong places directly to Xi Xi.

"Hmm ... Baba, don't say this, I don't mean this ..." The girl twisted her buttocks sullenly and said with a small mouth, "I thought everyone would laugh at me, and then they didn't , I'm not afraid anymore ... "

"How can you laugh at you? You play well!" Yang Yi laughed and rubbed the girl's head.

Xi Xi was chatting together, the time passed quickly, and after a while, their train arrived, Murphy holding a small jaw that was already trapped in his mother ’s arms, Yang Yi carrying a luggage bag , Pulling Xixi, got on the train to warmer Paris.

......

I was still very happy today, but I do n’t know why. After getting on the train, Yang Yi began to have dim sum.

After arranging Murphy and the children to rest in the car, he took the insulated pot out of the dining car to get hot water. Through the window of the car, the city lights still illuminated the night sky.

It's just that there seems to be a cloud of black clouds that envelopes the sky to the southwest.

Is it wrong?