Chapter 178 I Just Want to Pretend!

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After tuning the guitar, I touched the strings of the guitar slightly.

It's a good guitar.

At least it is better than the guitar that Lu Yuan once played.

After slowly moving the chair to the window, Lu Yuan adjusted his breath to the best state.

This is a very difficult song, at least one of the most difficult among the English songs that Lu Yuan can sing.

He lowered his head and picked up the guitar, while gently touching the strings of the guitar with his fingers.

Of course, he didn't play, but kept thinking about how to play the song and the strange feeling in his memory.

This song is not really suitable for playing alone.

The bands in the original world combined several talents to play the melody and accompaniment.

But this is not important to Lu Yuan.

At this time, the bright moonlight on the window sill came in and just shone on Lu Yuan's face, making Lu Yuan look very peaceful.

He closes his eyes.

Wang Jinxue and James looked at each other, both of them felt very strange.

But neither of them said anything to disturb them, and even Lu Yuan's expression gave them an inexplicable feeling that something was about to be born.

Lu Yuan smiled suddenly, the regrets and helplessness of the past echoed in his mind.

That year, when he learned this song, he was actually very ambitious. He wanted to act aggressive in front of girls, in KTV, in other places, and those high-end...

But after all, it didn't pretend to be successful.

He thinks that literary youths are very popular, but in fact, they are not as popular as those with strong renminbi.

In fact, it is the same no matter what era it is.

You sing dozens of English songs that you think are very powerful in KTV. It’s better for the RMB strongman to show his BMW car keys slightly, and then pretend to express deep emotion that the days are very boring these days...

College isn't high school after all.

In high school, in front of little girls, he could play the piano, the guitar, and sing English songs. Maybe he was so good that the little girls would worship him. After all, he was still young at that time, but in college...

Come on, worship is totally different, okay?

Therefore, the idea that Lu Yuan put in a lot of hard work to deliberately act aggressively was tragically completely shattered.

This is Lu Yuan's lingering pain.

But now it's different, he found that feeling of acting aggressively, this time, he wants to pretend back to what he never pretended to be in college!

After about 30 seconds of silence, Lu Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, and then continued to play the guitar with an ambitious attitude...

Both Wang Jinxue and James felt a sense of tension at the same time, and even their breathing stopped slightly!

Could it be, is he about to officially start?

But at this moment...

"Boom!"

"..."

"..."

Lu Yuan's hand pressing the strings suddenly trembled...

The extremely discordant and unpleasant crackling sound startled Wang Jinxue and James.

Then the two looked at Lu Yuan speechlessly.

"Cough, cough, I'm sorry, I played the wrong string, and my hand slipped..." Lu Yuan smiled awkwardly. He originally wanted to pretend to be this pussy with the most perfect posture, to make up for the regret that he didn't pretend to be pussy, but he was interested Whether it was because he was too excited or what, he made a wrong pronunciation.

This pretense is a bit flawed.

"Mr. Lu Yuan, how about..."

After looking at Lu Yuan's expression, James hesitated for a while, and was about to say something to temporarily end the song invitation, but suddenly found that Lu Yuan pressed the chord forehead slightly, and then the guitar sound slowly rang.

A beautiful guitar sound that seemed to be American rock and roll in the 1970s appeared in James' ears.

James froze.

Wang Jinxue was also stunned.

She saw Lu Yuan sitting on a chair with his guitar in his arms, playing the melody skillfully. The melody was long but beautiful.

Is Lu Yuan going to compose a guitar piece for James instead of a piano piece?

In fact, guitar music is not impossible.

After all, Lu Yuan's song fits the theme of this movie very well, and it sounds very authentic and tasteful.

James closed his eyes and enjoyed the guitar piece. He seemed to see a bar, a church, a lot of sacredness and depravity in the guitar piece, as well as the faint smell.

Lu Yuan played happily, and his smile deepened. After seeing the admiring expressions of James and Wang Jinxue, he suddenly felt a little satisfied.

In the past, pretending to be coercive was forced, and sometimes Lu Yuan even pretended to be coercive without knowing it.

But it's different now. Now Lu Yuan feels that he is very active in pretending to be aggressive, as if he has the kind of independent control.

After about fifty seconds of prelude, Lu Yuan moved his neck slightly...

"Onadark desert highway,

driving on the dark desert road

coolwindinmyhair…

The cool wind blows my hair..."

James opened his eyes!

This is not a melody, nor a tune, it is really a song, and it is an English song.

Wang Jinxue's beautiful eyes also froze, she stared at Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan's voice was very hoarse, and in the hoarseness there was a sense of vicissitudes that did not match his age, which inexplicably made Wang Jinxue feel that this young man who looked young had experienced many things like a wandering singer.

Of course, this did not surprise Wang Jinxue.

What surprised Wang Jinxue was that Lu Yuan could really sing English songs, and he sang very well.

under the moonlight...

Lu Yuan smiled. He really wanted to put on a good show to make up for the regret that he didn't play well.

But at this moment, Lu Yuan found himself immersed in the memory of this song...

His state of mind at the moment is completely different from when he played "Canon". If playing "Canon" is completely just playing, without any sense of memory or immersion, then "Hotel California" is completely the opposite.

The feeling of pretending to be forceful has gradually disappeared, and it has gradually become the emotion of trying hard but not being recognized, and finally losing to the cruel reality. complaint.

He is a born singer.

More than one person has commented on him that way.

It's easy for him to get emotional when he sings.

In fact, whether it is an English song or a Chinese song, the classics will never be indelible, it will always be branded in the depths of your soul, and you will always be infected by this soul...

Not long after Lu Yuan spoke, the piano music not far away stopped.

"Is anyone singing?"

"over there……"

"It sounds good, let's go and have a look."

"it is good!"

"It seems to be a yellow man, is he from RB?"

"No, he should be a Chinese."

"Chinese people?"

"right."

A few people in twos and threes came to Lu Yuan's seat and stopped to look at Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan's voice echoed in Nuo Da's coffee shop at this moment. Although most of them were Spanish, even though they couldn't understand what Lu Yuan was singing, they could hear the emotion in Lu Yuan's singing.

The emotion is strong and the picture is full of sense.

James no longer wondered whether it was a song or a song, and no longer wondered why Lu Yuan, who could barely speak English, could sing English songs, and it sounded very standard.

He just immersed himself in the song and enjoyed the song.

"shegotalotofpretty, prettyboys

She has many beautiful lads.

that she calls friends

She calls it a friend..."

When Lu Yuan's voice began to thicken, James heard a strange taste.

In his mind, he remembered the scene in his own script, the scene where the young lady met the pastor, it seemed like a simple sentence, but it revealed a degenerate reality at a deeper level...

Anyone can be her friend.

Anyone can get into that house.

It's ironic, but realistic.

James can fully guarantee that not many people have read his script, even if these people read it tonight, they will keep it secret!

So Lu Yuan definitely watched it for the first time today.

I saw this song for the first time today, but I was able to create such a complete, even completely fitting song...

What does this mean?

James shook his head and began to feel unbelievable, which was stronger than Lu Yuan's sudden ability to sing English songs.

At this moment, when he looked at Lu Yuan, he somehow felt that Lu Yuan, a Chinese, was full of mystery.

This sense of mystery made James feel cold behind his back.

"I have seen many geniuses in my life, but no one can compare to him. I can even predict that no one can surpass him in the past hundred years...

He remembered Brando's evaluation of Lu Yuan.

At first he thought that Brando was too old to avoid talking nonsense...

But now, he suddenly found that what Brando said was correct, and even every word of the evaluation was correct.

James shook his head.

As for Wang Jinxue, she was silent.

……………………………

More and more people gathered around the cafe.

It was peaceful but not loud.

Everyone stood on the aisle watching this Chinese man singing affectionately...

"ucan checkout anyulike.

You can checkout whenever you want.

butu can never leave!

But you can never leave..."

After Lu Yuan sang the last line of the lyrics, he closed his eyes again.

But the guitar sound didn't stop, it was still playing.

The melody is still beautiful, and still very fast.

Everyone was waiting for Lu Yuan to sing again, but Lu Yuan never spoke.

Bouncing, bouncing.

After playing the guitar for another two minutes, Lu Yuan opened his eyes.

Eyes open, notes fall...

Everyone looked at Lu Yuan.

They couldn't believe that the song ended, which made them a little uncomfortable...

Then, a wave of applause suddenly broke out.

The applause startled Lu Yuan, and then Lu Yuan saw that he was surrounded by people at some point...

"One more song!"

"Come on!"

"do it again!"

"God, can you sing it again?"

The originally peaceful coffee shop suddenly burst into screams!

"Mr. Lu Yuan, I want this song, we want it, please make an offer! I love you, Mr. Lu Yuan!" James stood up excitedly and ran to Lu Yuan to hold Lu Yuan's hand.

His eyes were as hot as seeing prey, and he even licked his bearded lips, his face flushed slightly...

He held Lu Yuan's hand tightly, and even this posture seemed to hug Lu Yuan into his arms.

Lu Yuan's face turned pale with fright, and the inexplicable chrysanthemum tightened up, subconsciously hiding far away.

"That, Director James..."

"what?"

"Maybe your American culture is very open. I respect your culture and I don't discriminate against anything, but I am quite normal. I don't engage in homosexuality... I like beautiful girls..." Lu Yuan took a deep breath.

"I'm not gay... No, no, I'm really not gay, I'm normal, I'm just too excited, I..." When Wang Jinxue translated Lu Yuan's words to James very speechlessly, James became anxious .

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