allendalepharm Chapter 1031 Street Performance 2
Chapter 1031 Street Performance 2
Chapter 1031 Street Performance 2
Xiao Ling ran to Grandpa and said happily. "Grandpa, don't you want to hear me play the piano? How about I play it for you now?"
At this moment, Xiao Ling was eager to try. She hadn't touched the piano for more than a week, and her hands were itchy.
Hearing that his precious granddaughter wanted to play the piano for him, Xiao Yi nodded immediately, and wanted to listen immediately if he was happy.
Xiao Ling stuffed the sugared hawthorn he just bought into Lan Tianlu's hands, and asked him to help him hold it. He will eat it when he comes back, but don't throw it away.
Xiao Ling smiled and ran to the street performer who was playing the violin, and waited for him to finish playing a piece before approaching him.
"Hi handsome boy, can you lend me your violin." Xiao Ling pointed to the violin in his hand.
The street performer wanted to refuse directly when he heard the voice, but as soon as he turned around, he saw Xiao Ling's beautiful face, which was still a little familiar. Seeing her smiling sweetly at him, he actually nodded foolishly.His violin has almost become his lifeblood. If it was before, he would never let others touch it, but he readily agreed and handed it over to him himself.
"Thank you, handsome guy." Xiao Ling thanked her sweetly, and took the violin from him.
The street performer was a little silly when Xiao Ling smiled, and was completely fascinated by Xiao Ling's beauty. He thought in his heart that it was so beautiful, let alone the violin, it would be okay to give it to someone else.
Xiao Ling got the violin and waved at Grandpa and the others, holding the violin in his hand.
Although it is incomparable with her tens of millions of violins, every violin is a work of art and is the treasure of every owner.
Xiao Ling touched the violin and tried to pull a few strings. Hearing the pleasant tone, his brows were filled with joy.
It's better than she imagined.
Xiao Ling smiled brightly at his grandfather again, propped up the violin, made all the preparations, closed his eyes, vibrated the strings and played the bow.
A violin version of "Stepping On The Rainy Street" fluttered from Xiao Ling's fingertips. The joy and artistic conception of the song were just like hers now.Happy, happy to be able to go shopping with grandparents, parents, and husbands.
The tune is lighter and less passionate.It is a relatively modern song, and it still attracts many people to stop in the streets where people come and go.The audience who were standing aside didn't expect the song played by the little girl in front of them to be so melodious, and some of them had already closed their eyes.
People around kept stopping to listen, and the street performer who lent the violin to Xiao Ling looked at Xiao Ling in shock, a little unbelievable.Is that really a tune played by him on the violin?
He has never pulled out such a melodious tune, not even a tenth.If you hadn't heard it with your own ears, you would have thought it was the timbre of a million-dollar violin.
He didn't expect that such a young girl in front of him could actually pull out such a powerful tune.He will also do this piece, but it is definitely not something he can do.
More and more people stopped on the road, and the surrounding noises became less and less. Gradually, only Xiao Ling's melody could be heard. More and more people stopped, and some people took out The mobile phone recorded Xiao Ling's performance.
When Xiao Ling finished a piece of music, there were about 200 people standing around densely, and none of them spoke. They all stood quietly and listened, for fear of disturbing Xiao Ling's performance.
Some people still closed their eyes after listening to it, immersed in the fantasy world created by Xiao Ling's music just now.
(End of this chapter)