I Don’t Want To Be Popular Chapter 219: The Worship of Little Fans
"Wang Xiaoqing?"
Chen Chuan also walked over and saw two things on the passenger side of her car, a square gift box and an acoustic guitar.
"Hey, why didn't you go to my restaurant for dinner? We changed the band. The new band is amazing. When will you go?" Wang Xiaoqing spoke softly, like an oriole singing.
"I will go when I have time." Chen Chuan bent down, picked up the acoustic guitar on the passenger side, and plucked it.
He hasn't touched a guitar since he got the [Joe Segini Guitar Heritage], and now his hands are itchy.
He took a platinum ring out of his pocket and put it on the ring finger of his left hand.
"The Grandmaster Guitar Legacy has been triggered!" the system prompts.
Chen Chuan closed his eyes, pressed a Bm7 chord with his index finger, middle finger, and ring finger, and then played the first chord with his right hand.
"Boom! Ding Ding Dong!"
The sound of the piano like flowing spring water swayed, and the spacious exhibition hall was suddenly quiet.
As soon as this prelude sounded, including Chen Chuan himself, goosebumps arose.
This is the guitar prelude to Jay's "Sunny Day," and anyone who's heard it knows how gripping this prelude is.
Zhang Jingyin and Jia Qiang both widened their eyes. They really didn't expect the boss to have such a hand.
Secretary Xiao Ying is Chen Chuan's little fan girl, but at this time, her eyes are full of little stars.
Wang Xiaoqing also understands guitar. After all, her restaurant is a music restaurant, and bands often go there. She is fascinated and likes to play guitar.
She looked at Chen Chuan in disbelief, and said in surprise: "How is it possible that he can play better than Senior Zhao? God, there are still such soulful guitarists in China?"
This strummed chord guitar song makes the climate of late autumn reverse to summer.
"On a windy day, I tried to hold your hand~ but the rain gradually became so heavy that I couldn't see you~" Wang Xiaoqing sang along with the play.
After Chen Chuan finished playing, he felt pretty good. When his hair grows longer and he wears a pair of ripped jeans, he can sit at the entrance of the tavern and sing the song "It wasn't just the wine that made me cry last night. It's not just your kindness that I miss."
I don't dare to say anything else, it's no problem to attract one or two decadent young literary and artistic women.
"I didn't expect you to play so well, can you teach me, I want you to be my teacher, Master?" Wang Xiaoqing grabbed Chen Chuan's arm.
The three of Manager Zhang, seeing this scene, immediately knew what they were doing, turned their heads and left.
In this case, it is obvious that the boss showed his talents and attracted the literary and artistic girls who were only in their freshman year.
Next, it may be time for the boss to perform real skills. As a discerning employee, do whatever you want at this time.
Chen Chuan felt Wang Xiaoqing's admiration, and felt a little proud in his heart. Literary and artistic pretending was indeed more enjoyable than his banknote ability.
Chen Chuan didn't hurry, lit a cigarette, looked leisurely, looked at the autumn leaves outside the glass window, took a breath, and said with smoke from his nose: "Want to learn, I'll teach you?"
"If you want to learn and want to learn, I will take you as a teacher. You teach me, and I am serious. You don't know, I have recently lost my hands in order to win the guitarist position in the school team band. There are a few Competitors are very skilled, and there is a girl whose master is a guitarist in a first-tier domestic band, so I'm almost desperate!" Wang Xiaoqing took Chen Chuan's arm and said coquettishly.
Chen Chuan found that these 18-year-old and 19-year-old girls were acting coquettishly, and there was no reason at all. Like Qin Xiang, Yao Qian, and the others, who are twenty-three or four-year-old, they still have to face a little bit.
And a little girl like Wang Xiaoqing who just passed 18, she doesn't care if she can't save her life when she starts screaming, it's all her life, she screams to death, she shakes to death, and Chen Chuan is dizzy. .
The sun at 1:30 in the afternoon is very white.
"If you want to apprentice, don't be in a hurry. Let me ask you first, do you remember the last time you were at the bar at two o'clock that night?"
"Remember, you were there at the time. We cooperated tacitly and danced three body dances together. You gave me a hard time, what's wrong?" Wang Xiaoqing asked.
"Cough, cough." Chen Chuan took a sip of his cigarette and said seriously, "Don't talk nonsense."
"Isn't it? You didn't touch it? In the end, I almost went to the hotel with you. Fortunately, the last string was tightened in my mind. Am I remembering it wrong, that person wasn't you at that time?" Wang Xiaoqing frowned and looked at Chen Chuan .
Chen Chuan took a sharp puff of his cigarette. This question was really tricky, and it was indeed him at the time. But in front of him, the answer is yes and no, and the answer is no and no.
"Huh..." Chen Chuan had no choice but to use the silent method, spit out an O-shaped smoke ring, slowly drifting away, and slowly expanding.
Wang Xiaoqing looked at Chen Chuan and said, "I'm thinking, no one else is as handsome as you? It's not you, I'm sure I won't let you touch it, it's just you, just admit it!"
"Okay, it's me, keep your voice down." Chen Chuan looked around, many employees and customers walked around.
When the male employee heard this, his eyes turned red with jealousy. Wang Xiaoqing, a 19-year-old freshman girl, with a protruding front and back, fair skin and beautiful, full of youthful breath, the boss really can do it. But even though he was jealous, he had to show a flattering smile when he met the boss's eyes.
The customers are different, both men and women, all cast contempt at Chen Chuan.
"You teach me how your fingers are so flexible. I am willing to pay you to teach me." Wang Xiaoqing said seriously.
Chen Chuan was crushed by this girl. He wanted to ask her teacher to ask her guilt and ask her why she was so arrogant when she was in the bar that night? As I said before, it seemed that I had tacitly agreed to where to go after the dance for a while, but when it was really over, she slipped away first.
But seeing how coquettish she is, she probably won't be able to be convicted. It would be nice if she wasn't questioned in return.
Chen Chuan also understands that this kind of little girl who has just entered college, although she loves to play and play, but at that time, she is not ready in her heart, and she is a type of thunder and no rain. How can it be like that? Ask someone to go out with someone?
Besides, he, Chen, is not that kind of person, he has to do whatever he wants.
However, the dance at the bar that night is really fresh in my memory.
"Hey, Master, what are you thinking about? Are you thinking about when you touched me while dancing that night?" Wang Xiaoqing asked.
"Rude!" Chen Chuan took two puffs of cigarettes, snuffed them out, and threw them into the trash can.
Wang Xiaoqing stuck out her tongue and smiled, "I'm joking, I don't care. Let's get down to business. When I play the guitar, the connection between the strike and the strum is always not smooth?"
Chen Chuan asked her to play it.
She picks up her guitar and rests her hips on the aqua blue DB11, her skinny jeans showing a nice squeezed shape.
She played the song "Many Years Later" with a serious expression.
Chen Chuan was on the side, holding her arms and watching, she could see that she had a lot of love, but her talent was mediocre. Although her fingers were slender, they were not strong enough. At first glance, she lacked exercise, flexibility, and strength. Can't play heart-pounding notes.
Chen Chuan shook his head.
Wang Xiaoqing saw Chen Chuan shaking her head, stuck her tongue out and said, "Did I almost mean it?"
"You are like this, the symbol of the string is H. When you play, you first press a C9 chord with your middle finger, ring finger, and pinky finger. Use force, do you know how to force it? Hey, it's tight. , and then when the fifth string is played, the ring finger is lifted, the fourth string is strummed, and then the ring finger is pressed again. Be quick, try it, you need to touch this place, you need to do it in one go, find the feeling, and don't be nervous. Let go a little." Chen Chuan explained while pointing to the guitar.
Wang Xiaoqing put away her giggling expression and listened carefully.
But her brain and eyes can, but not her fingers.
I played it again, and it still felt very jerky, incomprehensible and mellow, and I couldn't find that feeling, especially the chorus part, which was very dry.
Chen Chuan shook his head.
Wang Xiaoqing couldn't laugh anymore and said weakly, "Am I stupid, you are disappointed."
"You lack a good teacher to guide you. In the past, you only knew how to use a bunch of brute force to flip and press, and many habits were not formed. You need to take your time." Chen Chuan said.
"As long as Master is willing to teach me, I don't think I'm stupid. I'm willing to practice hard. I believe that under the guidance of Master, I can find that feeling." Wang Xiaoqing said, "Master, play me another song and let me I'll open my eyes, please."
Chen Chuan took the guitar, thought about it, took out his mobile phone and went to the music score website, glanced at it, read a few tunes, and fiddled with the strings with his fingers.
The sun shines in from the glass window and shines on this aqua blue DB11. The slim and soft body curve, the full front headlights, the **** rear buttocks, exudes vitality in the sun light.
This is a song called "The Prodigal Son".
Under the inheritance of the world's master guitar, Chen Chuan's **** gave this song a new soul.
A song is played.
Wang Xiaoqing threw herself on the ground in admiration and said, "I heard something new, a good song of the prodigal son, Master, the feeling that pops up from you is...the prodigal son turns his head, and then wave again. I admire it!"
Chen Chuan closed his eyes and felt the warm sunshine.
"Master, I was going to attend the birthday party of a guitar club senior Zhao at night, but now I hold your thigh, so I won't go to the senior's side." Wang Xiaoqing said.
Chen Chuan opened his eyes and saw the gift box on the co-pilot of DB11. Thinking that dinner was not yet available tonight, he said: "Go, let's see more about the **** of other masters. Earnings."
"You want to go? Then I'll take you there, but I'll say it first~ IndoMTL.com~ Don't show your guitar magic on the spot and slap that senior Zhao in the face. Senior Zhao is the vice president of the guitar club. There are many women licking dogs around, I am afraid of offending him, and I will not have good fruit to eat in school in the future." Wang Xiaoqing said.
"Would I do that?"
"Yes, in case that senior doesn't open his eyes and mocks everyone, he looks like I'm number one on the guitar. You smoke a cigarette, spit out a circle of eyes on his face, and play with your guitar fingers. The first is extremely difficult, such as the level 10 Divine Comedy Walker-Faded, wouldn’t that blow up the street and slap the face on the spot? After you finished playing, all the girls in the circle were kneeling, and the seniors must have lost face.” Wang Xiaoqing said.
"I probably wouldn't do something so superficial. I'm not that pushy college student anymore. I'm not that naive."
"You're not too old, you just graduated this year, right?" Wang Xiaoqing asked.
"I'm not big? Huh."
"Well, if there is nothing to do at night, let's go. The birthday party will be in the sculpture garden of our school."
When Chen Chuan heard "Sculpture Garden", it also brought back memories of studying at Qin University.
There are rockeries, lawns, and trees there. It is a natural haven for small gatherings.
The two practiced guitar for a while in the garage until 4:30 in the afternoon.
Wang Xiaoqing was driving the DB11, Chen Chuan was in the co-pilot, and the car drove towards Qin.
On the way, Chen Chuan took out his mobile phone and checked the d guitar score.
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