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

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Meet someone you know at a train station on a temporary stop in Germany? Yang Yi couldn’t believe his eyes. After being stunned for a while, he realized that, but he was happy after all. He opened his arms, hugged the other person, and said with a smile, “Mr. Jane, why are you in Leipzig?”

Yes, the one who stopped Yang Yi at Leipzig station was Jian Yifan 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 a professional level, and Jian Yifan was a guest guest of Jiang Chuan. A professor and a well-known pianist at home and abroad, he is the first real pianist that Yang Yi knows. Of course, Jian Yifan’s generous teachings have benefited Yang Yi a lot.

This is why Yang Yi respectfully called the other party: “Mr. Jian!”

When Yang Yi was studying in Jiang Chuan, he also met Jian Yifan again and learned piano with him for a period of time, so his level improved by leaps and bounds, and now he has the level…

“Yang Yi, I listened to your performance just now, and your piano performance has made good progress!” Jian Yifan first praised him before answering Yang Yi’s question with a smile, “Our The orchestra has a performance in Leipzig three days later, so I just arrived here, and I didn’t expect that when I passed the station waiting room, I heard such a wonderful piece of music!”

Of course, the two communicated in Chinese, but Jian Yifan brought people from his band together, so he couldn’t leave others aside. At first, Jian Yifan wanted to be a translator for Yang Yi, But later he found out that Yang Yi can not only speak English, but also German can communicate naturally and fluently. In this way, he simply spoke the familiar German with his orchestra friends.

Some of the friends in the Jian Yifan Orchestra play cello and some play wind instruments, but they are all very interested in the piece Yang Yi just played (they didn’t hear Xixi playing, and Yang Yi’s performance was only After listening to half of it), they all cried out in surprise when they knew that the piano piece with a free and easy style of jazz was actually composed by Yang Yi himself.

“Haha, let me introduce you formally, this Yang Yi, although not engaged in our classical music industry, but he is a very famous pop musician in China! His wife is also a singer, the top singer in China!” Jane Yi Fan proudly introduced Yang Yi to his friends, and even introduced Murphy, “He also wrote some English songs, do you still remember the popular “JingleBells” in the past two years? He also wrote it!”

Jian Yifan knows a lot about Yang Yi. After all, Yang Yi has been in the news for a few years now. Even though Jian Yifan rarely pays attention to things in the pop music industry, he saw his acquaintances in the newspapers. Will still take a look.

And Jian Yifan didn’t mention Yang Yi’s other popular songs, only “JingleBells”, that’s because they don’t usually listen to pop music, it’s just one Christmas, everyone has a performance, and they get together to improvise after the performance I’ve played this song before, so I’m just familiar with it.

“JingleBells was also written by Yang?” Several Westerners in the orchestra widened their eyes in surprise.

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

Suddenly, they sighed again.

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

The little girl had no choice but to blink her big, bewildered eyes. Seeing the exclamations from these people, she also seemed to feel her father’s excellence.

Unconsciously, the little girl felt full of pride.

Of course, no matter how great Yang Yi’s achievements are in the pop music industry, after all, they are not working in one field. After a few surprises, it’s over. The rest is for Yang Yi to briefly exchange with them about what happened just now. music.

Afterwards, Jian Yifan also wanted to invite Yang Yi and his family to watch their orchestra’s performance, but unfortunately, Jian Yifan’s performance was three days later, and Yang Yi’s family didn’t have so much time to stay.

There is no problem with rescheduling the train, and Yang Yi is not short of this money, but the problem is that Yang Yi wants to take Murphy and the children to go back to China after visiting Paris, and if he goes directly to Anqing, he can at least go home in time for the Spring Festival.

So, this time I can only regretfully decline!

After a short meeting, Jian Yifan and his orchestra friends didn’t stay too much, and hurriedly carried their musical instruments to the hotel where they stayed.

The waiting hall of the train station has returned to its former calm. 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 waited patiently for them to arrive. The train arrives in an hour.

“I didn’t expect to meet Mr. Jian here.” Murphy said to Yang Yi with emotion.

“Yeah, I knew that he often performed in Vienna, Austria, this time he should be invited to Leipzig~IndoMTL.com~ Yang Yi laughed with Murphy.

“Mr. Jane’s mental state is still very good, and you can’t tell that she is almost sixty years old.” Murphy said with admiration.

The two were also bored waiting for the bus, and they chatted with each other.

Xixi’s eyes were rolling, she held it back for a long time, and finally waited for a small pause in the conversation between her parents and then hurried in.

“Baba, let me tell you, just now, when I played the piano just now, I played it wrong at first…” 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.

“Well…Baba, don’t say this, I didn’t say this…” The little girl twisted her buttocks shyly and said with a small mouth, “I thought everyone would laugh at me, but they didn’t. , I’m not afraid anymore…”

“Why are you laughing at you? You play very well!” Yang Yi smiled and rubbed the little girl’s head.

Having Xixi chatting together, the time always passed quickly. After a while, their train arrived. Murphy was holding Xiao Jiao, who was already trapped in her mother’s arms, and Yang Yi was carrying a duffel bag. , took Xixi and got on the train bound for a warmer Paris.

I was quite happy today, but, for some reason, after getting on this train, Yang Yi began to be a little absent-minded.

He arranged for Murphy and the children to rest in the car, and then came out of the dining car with a thermos to get hot water. Through the car window, the city lights still illuminated the night sky.

Only, there seems to be a dark cloud covering the southwest sky.

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