Urban Shenhao: Start by rejecting the school beauties of the rich second generation

Chapter 411 It's Not Bi, Once I Finish Playing, You Know You're Unworthy
Ok?
Not very polite words.

It made Su Ye feel interesting.

He doesn't like to make trouble.

But don't be afraid of things.

"On the road of music, everyone is a scholar."

Su Ye first set a tone, and then made his own comment: "This person can listen to his playing, barely qualified among beginners, but far from being good."

inside for starters?
reluctantly?

to qualify?
Although it is a rather euphemistic term.

But just now.

I just finished praising others.

It's not clear why you're confronting yourself.

"The division is so detailed, and the description is so general, but there is actually no real content in it."

Little Huangmao said: "You've put on a lot of pretentiousness, but it's actually better to say that you don't have enough feelings. At least you can't find fault with other people's subjective evaluation."

The person sitting at the same table with him also chimed in: "What if he is the king of mouth?"

"That's right, if you go on, I guess he'll have to talk about sophistry. What's the comment? Does the refrigerator have to be able to cool down? Can't you say that the cook doesn't taste good?"

of course.

From start to finish.

The boss brother Gou didn't speak.

Even though he just chatted with Xiao Huangmao, in business, peace is the most important thing.

Su Ye frowned slightly.

The opposite classic set a target and hit it by himself.

Ridiculous so much.

In fact, it can be summed up in four words "you do what you do".

There is also a matching English translation, you can you up, no can no bb!

Su Ye didn't bother to talk nonsense, and said directly: "He only does slide notes, but the pull-offs, taps, and overtones are not very good. As for the chord conversion, it is the level of beginners, and there are many large horizontal presses that are not pressed at all. It is in place. Of course, the most important thing is that his guitar is not tuned correctly, there is an error of about half a note."

"puff--"

Little Huangmao laughed like crazy: "It seems that you have learned a little bit of superficiality, and after knowing a few special terms, you ran out to point and point. The most outrageous thing is that you said a half-tone error at the end. You think you are Absolutely musical."

Pure judgment.

No.

Tell the benchmarks for judging, some professional knowledge about playing and singing.

Or not.

Su Ye looked directly at the boss brother Gou: "Do you have a guitar here that I can borrow?"

The little yellow hair said: "Why, you really want to compare with me."

"Who says it's time to compare, it's a waste of time."

Su Ye said calmly: "As long as I play a section for you, I guess you won't want to compare with me."

"Yo, you know you can't play very well, so you feel inferior?"

"No."

Su Ye denied: "As soon as I finish playing, you will know that no matter how you play, you are not worthy of comparison with me."

"..."

Little Huangmao was stunned.

Just now he could laugh to his heart's content.

just now.

But I can't laugh.

mainly……

How could there be such a brazen person in the world?
It's too crazy to talk!
Why do I see that the sky is full of flying cows!

The little yellow-haired head tilted.

I was also teased to be competitive.

Immediately said seriously: "Brother, you really know how to talk about the conference, my guitar level, but I almost got into the Tianhai City Music Association, I advise you to go honestly, don't lose face in front of the girl."

girl?

Su Ye was taken aback.

Only then did I realize that the other party was talking about Duanmu Ying.

Turn around.

Duanmuying also noticed the dispute between the two.

But not very much.

Swallowed the jelly and said flatly, "Brother, fuck him."

Encouraged by Duanmuying.

Su Ye became more determined.

He looked at the boss brother again.

"or……"

Brother Gou hesitated for a while, and persuaded: "Let's forget it. If the vice president's son hadn't snatched the quota last time, he would already be a member of the Music Association. It would be very difficult to get into the association just by relying on guitar."

Still playing guitar now.

But just in case for a while.

Got angry.

Then it's hard to tell what to compare.

They are all his own customers, he still thought, one thing more is worse than one thing less.

Su Ye said: "It's okay."

"alright."

finally.

Brother Gou took down an entry-level YAMAHA from the wall.

Handed it over to Su Ye.

Look at the posture of Su Ye holding the guitar.

Really pretty standard.

Brother Gou has a little expectation: "Wait a minute, it has been hanging for a long time, and the strings are loose. I will find you a tuner."

Su Ye refused: "No need."

Brother Gou thought.

He will click on a mobile phone tuning software or something.

result.

Su Ye just swiped one by one with his hands.

Then turn the tuners.

Soon.

Just tuned it, and put on a posture ready to play.

Xiao Huangmao's expression suddenly became serious.

He listened to the adjusted tone.

Really accurate.

Is it...

Does he really have absolute pitch?

There are still other customers in the store.

Xiao Huangmao is a frequent visitor, and others are familiar with him, and they also know his strength.

So at the beginning, they were all on Xiao Huangmao's side.

At this time, he also paid attention to Su Ye.

A good show of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Who wouldn't want to see it?

Everyone.

Hold your breath and wait.

And Su Ye smiled slightly, and moved his left and right hands at the same time.

"Om-"

"Om-"

"Om-"

"Bang bang bang-"

It took two or three seconds.

in full view.

The guitar in Su Ye's hand made several continuous but piercing noises.

Then it seemed that it was played too vigorously.

The guitar strings snapped all at once.

"..."

At first the restaurant was silent.

Subsequently.

The guests who were full of anticipation just now burst into laughter.

"Hahaha!"

"What the hell is this playing!"

"Are you playing the piano or playing the piano!"

"Just now BB was lying around for a long time, and when he got on the guitar, he revealed his secrets!"

"It's a joke!"

……

Su Ye ignored it.

Just looking at the piano in my hand.

Some regrets.

But in the midst of ridicule.

Surprisingly.

The little yellow hair didn't keep shouting as usual, but remained silent.

except him.

Including the boss, Brother Gou, and other guests who knew how to play the guitar, all showed serious expressions.

Wait until the laughter gradually disappears.

Brother Gou couldn't help asking curiously: "Well, this guest, did you play "Flight of the Bumblebee" just now?"

"Yes."

Su Ye said helplessly: "But it seems that to play "Flight of the Bumblebee", you still have to use an electric guitar. This folk guitar can't support 1000bpm at all."

Bpm.

Beats per minute.

It can be simply understood as the sound that pops up every minute.

When Su Ye admitted.

There was a low cry from the crowd.

Play too fast.

And because of the guitar, it disappeared halfway through the playing.

They didn't have time to hear it.

Vague feeling is.

mainly.

They were not prepared at all. In this small restaurant, they were mentally prepared to meet a master who played 1000bpm.

This is called "Flight of the Bumble Bee".

Simply change the name to "Wild Bee tm Blind J & Random Flying"!
Stop talking about people.

It is estimated that the guitar did not respond.

Its mental activity may have been like this at that time.

Qin: Did he play it right?

Xian: I don't know, it's too fast, just ring!

then.

Art is explosion.

Just rang himself out.

(End of this chapter)