Chapter 1273 Repression in the Southwest (1/3)

Chapter 1273 Repression in the Southwest (13)

Can you still meet someone you know at a train station in Germany where you are staying temporarily? Yang Yi couldn't believe his eyes. He was stunned for a moment before he realized what was happening. But he was happy after all. He opened his arms, hugged the other person, and said with a smile: "Teacher Jian, why are you also in Leipzig?"

Yes, the person who stopped Yang Yi at Leipzig station was Jian Yifan who had just stepped off the train with his band.

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 a professional level, and Jian Yifan, as a visiting professor of Jiang Chuan, a domestic A well-known pianist outside the country, he was the first real piano master Yang Yi knew. Of course, Jian Yifan did not hesitate to teach him, which benefited Yang Yi a lot.

This is why Yang Yi respectfully called the other party: "Teacher Jian!"

Later, when Yang Yi was studying in Jiang Chuan, he met Jian Yifan again and studied piano with him for a period of time, so his level improved by leaps and bounds, reaching the current level...

"Yang Yi, I just listened to your performance, and your piano performance has made good progress!" Jian Yifan first praised him, and then answered Yang Yi's question with a smile, "Our orchestra, three The diva has a performance in Leipzig, so I just arrived here. Unexpectedly, when I passed by the station waiting room, I heard such a beautiful piece of music!"

Of course, the two communicated in Chinese, but Jian Yifan came with his band members, so he couldn't leave others alone. Jian Yifan wanted to be Yang Yi's translator at first, but later he It was discovered that Yang Yi could not only speak English, but he could also communicate naturally and fluently in German. In this way, he simply spoke more familiar German with his orchestra friends.

Some of Jian Yifan's friends in the orchestra played cello and some played wind instruments, but they were all very interested in the music Yang Yi played just now (they didn't hear Xixi play, and they only listened to half of Yang Yi's performance ), they all screamed in surprise when they knew that the piano piece that had a jazzy, free and easy style was actually composed by Yang Yi himself.

"Haha, let me formally introduce to you, this Yang Yi, although he is not engaged in our classical music industry, he is a very famous pop musician in China! His wife is also a singer, the top singer in China!" Jian Yifan was a little bit He proudly introduced Yang Yi to his friends, and even introduced Murphy, "He has also composed some English songs. Do you remember "Jingle Bells" which has become popular in the past two years? This was also composed by him!"

Jian Yifan knew a lot about Yang Yi. After all, Yang Yi had been in the news many times in the past few years. Even though Jian Yifan rarely paid attention to things in the pop music industry, he would still read them when he saw an acquaintance in the newspaper. Take a few glances.

Jian Yifan did not mention Yang Yi's other popular songs, but only mentioned "Jingle Bells". That was because they didn't usually listen to pop music. But one Christmas, everyone had a performance, and they got together to improvise after the performance. This song is just familiar to me.

"'Jingle Bells' was also written by Yang?" Several Westerners in the band opened their eyes in surprise.

Yang Yi smiled slightly, but he was not overly modest in front of these people. He calmly replied: "My English name is Leon."

This suddenly triggered waves of emotion among them.

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After Xixi saw so many foreigners appearing, she snuggled into her mother's arms nervously. She was curious about what her father talked about with others, but even her mother couldn't understand their conversation.

The little girl could only blink her big confused eyes and watch. Seeing these people exclaiming in surprise, she seemed to feel her father's excellence.

Unknowingly, the little girl felt full of pride.

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Of course, no matter how great Yang Yi's achievements are in the pop music industry, after all, they are not working in the same field, and they will be done with a few exclamations. The rest is for Yang Yi to briefly communicate with them about the music just now.

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

There is no problem in rescheduling the train, and Yang Yi is not short of the money, but the problem is that Yang Yi wants to take Murphy and the children to visit Paris before returning to China. If he goes back to Anqing directly, he can at least make it back home in time for the Spring Festival.

Therefore, I can only regretfully decline this time!

After a brief meeting, Jian Yifan and his band friends did not stay too long and hurriedly carried their instruments to the hotel where they were staying.

The waiting hall of the train station returned to its usual calm. No one was sitting in front of the piano playing music. Yang Yi and Murphy also took the children back to sit down and waited patiently for them to arrive in less than an hour. station train.

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

"Yes, I knew he often performed in Vienna, Austria, and he should have been invited to Leipzig this time." Yang Yi and Murphy laughed.

"Teacher Jane's mental state is still very good, and she doesn't look like she is almost 60 years old at all." Murphy said with admiration.

The two of them were bored waiting for the bus, and chatted every now and then.

Xixi's eyes moved wildly. She held it in for a long time, finally waiting for a small pause in her parents' conversation before she quickly intervened.

"Daddy, let me tell you, just now, when I was playing the piano, I made a mistake at the beginning..." Xixi got into her father's arms, snuggled up, and directly occupied her father.

"Dad knows, the one you played..." Yang Yi smiled and directly listed all the mistakes to Xixi.

"Um... Daddy, don't say this, I didn't mean this..." The little girl twisted her butt shyly and pouted her little mouth and said, "I just thought everyone would laugh at me, but they didn't, so I just Not afraid anymore…”

"Why are you laughing? You play the piano very well!" Yang Yi smiled and rubbed the little girl's head.

With Xixi chatting together, time always passed quickly. After a while, their train arrived. Murphy was holding the little boy who was already so sleepy that he was wilting in his mother's arms. Yang Yi was carrying the luggage bag and pulling Xixi, got on the train bound for warmer Paris.

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Originally, I was quite happy today, but for some reason, Yang Yi started to feel a little absent-minded after getting on the train.

After he arranged for Murphy and the children to rest in the car, he took a thermos bottle and came out to the dining car to get hot water. Through the car window, the city lights still illuminated the night sky.

However, there seemed to be a dark cloud covering the southwest sky.

Did you see it wrong?