Chapter 501

"No more." Fang still refused to say, "the price of 30 euro per person is not particularly expensive. It's nothing." Xiao Yao is also a star, but Fang still can't care about the price of tens of euros.

"But that's too much," Andrew said angrily. "It's not about money. It's about bullying foreigners. Let's not go in at all. Let's go back to listen to rock music. Anyway, it's free there, and so are foreigners. "

"They should be considering that foreigners who come to the festival will spend more than the extra 20 euros on their travel expenses, and most of them will not do so in order to care about the higher price." Xiao Yao said, "but since I'm here, I still want to go in. Who calls us foreigners? If we are slaughtered, we should be slaughtered. Anyway, this knife is not too cruel. Let's buy the tickets separately. You can buy yours. We can buy our own tickets. "

Hearing what Xiao Yao said, Andrew Belmont and the other three could only nod and agree, and rang the call bell on the table.

As the bell rang, a white woman in her 40s came out of the back room, stood in front of the ticket office and asked several people in French, "do you need tickets?"

"Yes." Kira bea replied in French. Then he took out a 10 euro note.

Fang and Pei Minyi still can't speak French, and the three local people all know English, so all six of them communicate in English along the way. But now that the ticket salesmen are asking questions in French, they naturally use their mother tongue to communicate with the ticket salesmen.

Qila successfully bought the ticket with 10 euro, and then Clara and Andrew came forward to buy the ticket in turn. Xiao Yao's eyes brightened when he saw their buying process, turned his head and whispered to Pei Minyi: "I'll buy the ticket later, you two don't have to go there, and don't make a sound."

After the three locals bought the tickets, they stood aside and waited. Xiao Yao came forward and handed out 30 euros to the ticket seller. He said in French, "please, I want three tickets."

"Are you French?" The white woman who sold the ticket looked at Xiao Yao's Asian face and said subconsciously, "may I see your ID card?"

"Yes, we are Chinese French, local," Xiao Yao said in fluent French. "But we forgot to bring our ID cards when we went out."

"Forget it?" The white woman who sells tickets looks at Xiao Yao suspiciously.

"Yes, I forgot." Xiao Yao nodded, then deliberately approached the white woman who was selling tickets, and whispered, "I live in Talon street. These two are my neighbors. The girl in red is my favorite, and the other is her best friend. I heard that there is a jazz performance here today. It's very difficult for me to ask them out to play and bring them to listen to jazz. If we go back to get our ID card now, we will miss the last show. But if I pay you 90 euro now, there will be no money to invite them to dinner and take them home by taxi. In that case, I'll be dead! Sister, please help

"What?" Clara and the other three exclaimed with surprise.

Although Xiao Yao was talking to the ticket seller in a low voice, the three people next to him could hear clearly.

Seeing that the ticket seller was attracted by the three people nearby, Xiao Yao quickly turned to the three people in French and said, "what are you doing? It's not my fault that I forgot to bring my ID card. When you told me that there was a jazz performance here, you didn't say that you needed an ID card to buy a ticket. "

"Do you know each other?" The ticket salesmen said.

"Of course, we are all students of Clement College of art." Xiao Yao said, "by the way, which one of you has your ID? Can you prove it for me? " With that, Xiao Yao turned his head and blinked at them.

Clara's reaction was the fastest. She immediately took out her student ID card and said, "this is my student ID card. He is my classmate and the two are his friends. I told him there was jazz here today

"Well, have a good night." The ticket seller looked at Clara's student ID card, took the 30 euro from Xiao Yao, handed him three tickets, and said with a smile, "good luck, young man."

"Thank you Xiao Yao took the ticket with a smile and said, "it's my good luck to meet you today!"

After buying the tickets, the three quickly left the ticket office and came to the entrance of the concert hall to wait.

Seeing the ticket seller leave again, Andrew clapped Xiao Yao on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Xiao, I really have you! I didn't expect you to speak French so well, and you're very deceitful. "

"I'm an actor." Xiao Yao said with a smile, "life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills!"

"But how do you know about Talon street?" Gera bea said curiously, "didn't you come to Clement Ferrand today?"

Clement Ferrand also has Chinatown. What Xiao Yao said about Talon street is a street in Clement Ferran's Chinatown. Because there are so many Chinese restaurants on this street, this street is also famous among the local people of Clement Ferrand.

"I've been to Clement Ferrand before," said Shaw. "I've been to Talon street for Chinese food. I know it's the most famous street in Chinatown. ""For sixty euros, how much do you get?" Fang, who understood what had happened, still said with a bitter smile, "how shameful it would be if it were torn down?"

Just now Fang and Pei Minyi stood a little far away from the ticket counter at Xiao Yao's request. They didn't see Xiao Yao buying tickets, and they didn't understand French or what Xiao Yao said.

"Tear it down, no one here knows me anyway!" Xiao Yao doesn't care about Tao.

A few people were chatting. Suddenly, the door of the concert hall opened. It seemed that the previous performance was over, and some audience left.

After waiting for a while, when the concert hall didn't come out again, six people entered the concert hall with the tickets they just bought.

When six people came into the concert hall, they found that there were still many people sitting in it. It seems that many people bought tickets for two performances and prepared to watch two performances in a row.

Before long, the show began. Several musicians sat down on the stage chairs with musical instruments, the most striking of which was a black man with a gray beard. He finally walked onto the stage empty handed, sat down in front of a piano on the stage and began to play directly.

The scale of this concert hall is not large. There are only a hundred seats in the auditorium, and there are only sixty or seventy people sitting in it. But several musicians, especially the black musician who plays the piano as the protagonist at first sight, have a very high level. The performance is very good, and the environment and music effect are also very good. A few people are enjoying listening to jazz. Xiao Yao thinks that even 30 euro per person is worth the ticket price.

After performing six of the world's most famous jazz music or songs in a row, the black musician seemed a little tired. He took off the microphone beside the piano, stood up, went to the stage and began to interact with the audience.

"Hello, everyone." The black musician said hello to everyone in English, which immediately caused applause from the audience.

"As you know, jazz is about improvisation, so I've added a small interactive part for you today." The black musician continued, "I'm nearly 70 years old, and I'm tired of playing for an hour in a row, so I decided to invite an audience to perform a song and let me rest for a few minutes. Of course, if the audience is willing, I can also provide some comments and suggestions. I wonder if any audience would like to come up and perform for you? "

"Wow ~" hearing that from the black musicians, many audience members were excited, and many of them were eager to try.

The black musician on stage is Louis Joseph, who comes from Chicago, the "Windy City" in the United States. Although he is not well-known in the pop music circle, he is a very old and admired musician in the Jazz circle.

"Wow, Louis Joseph is a great jazz musician. It's a rare chance for him to perform in front of him and accept his personal advice on the spot." Kira BEA is also excited.

"Boss, don't you know how to play the piano? Why don't you try? " Hearing that, Pei Minyi turns to Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao has no special preference for jazz music in his past or present life. He basically listens to some popular jazz songs and is not familiar with the music majors in the Jazz circle. However, after listening to the words of Kira bea and Pei Minyi, Xiao Yao also thinks that this opportunity of close contact with Jazz Masters is really rare, so he smiles He nodded and raised his arm.

"He really wants to go up?" Clara and others looked at Xiao Yao's raised arm in surprise. "When I bought the ticket, I acted deceptively. Now I want to go on stage to perform. Is he really Chinese? Isn't it true that Chinese people are very reserved? "

"It seems that there are many people who want to show their skills," said Louis Joseph, a black musician, looking happily at the seven or eight arms raised from the stage.

"Who are you going to choose?" Louis Joseph hesitated for a moment, then said with a humorous smile, "in order not to be compared, I think I should choose the one who looks the youngest." As he said that, Louis Joseph swept the audience who raised their hands one by one, and finally stopped to look in the direction of Xiao Yao.

"Young man, it's you. Please come on stage Louis Joseph waved to Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao also does not wriggle, happily stood up from the seat, quickly ran onto the stage.

"Young people are just energetic," Louis Joseph said happily to Xiao Yao, and then asked, "what do you want to perform? My band knows a lot of jazz, as long as it's not too rare, I think they have no problem

"I want to perform a song I wrote myself, so the band can't really help." Xiao Yao said with a smile, "but I can play the guitar myself. I can play and sing by myself."

"Well," said Louis Joseph, nodding and turning to his musicians, "you can be as lazy as I am. Jack, lend your guitar to this young man

A middle-aged white man in a yellow hat nodded with a smile. He took his chair and his guitar to the front of the stage. He swung the chair to the front of the stage and handed the guitar to Xiao Yao."Young man, let's enjoy your performance." Louis Joseph went to the piano, took the microphone stand beside the piano to the chair, put the microphone on the microphone stand, and then returned to the piano stool to sit down. The middle-aged man known as Jack also went to the piano and leaned against the piano to watch Xiao Yao.

Sitting on a chair, Xiao Yao first reached out to pluck the strings for a sound test, then adjusted the height of the microphone stand in front of him. Then he said, "I'll send you a song of Vincent."

There was a burst of applause from the audience. After listening to the young man's report of a song that he has never heard of, many audiences are looking forward to it.

"Why?" Fang still and Pei Minyi listen to Xiao Yao's words, at the same time, they are surprised.

"What's the matter? Isn't that Xiao's original song? Didn't he say he was a composer and singer? " Clara, who is still around Fang, asks curiously.

"No, it's a new song he wrote the other day." Fang still said, "but we've heard that song. It's a folk song, not a jazz song."

"The master asked him to perform jazz. He won't sing a folk song, will he? That would be a shame. " Kira bea said.

"Who knows? Anyway, no one here knows him. Shame on him. " Fang still said, "if he is really fooling around, we'll pretend we don't know him in a moment."

When the audience's applause fell, Xiao Yao's fingers also gently plucked the strings, and began the prelude of the song. It's just that although the prelude is still the melody Fang has ever heard, it seems that the rhythm is much slower.

"Starry, starry night..." Xiao Yao began to sing, and Fang's feeling was more obvious. Not only the rhythm of the accompaniment has changed, but the rhythm of Xiao Yao's singing, including the singing method, is different from what she heard at the press conference. Xiao Yao's singing now is full of the feeling of laziness. To her ears, it seems that it is really the taste of jazz.

"Is that the song? Is this a folk song? " Clara looks at Fang in doubt.

"It's this song. The lyrics and melody are the same, but the rhythm and singing are completely different." Fang still said softly, "he almost turned this song into a completely different flavor. I didn't expect that he could still play like this."

This song, written by Don McLean, has been covered by countless people and adapted into many different versions. Xiao Yao has just written "Vincent" recently. He is still very impressed by this song. Now he wants to perform jazz music. In fact, he doesn't know much about jazz music, so he thinks of the jazz version of this song sung by Wang Ruolin.

"Wait, it's like he's singing Van Gogh." Kyla BEA, who was paying attention to the lyrics of the song, suddenly said, "the things in the lyrics are related to several Van Gogh's paintings. Is he also a fan of Van Gogh? "

"Van Gogh? The great impressionist painter? " Fang was still surprised. "I haven't heard of him or seen him painting oil. He can draw, but I've only seen him sketch and our Chinese ink painting. "

"It must be," quira bea nodded. "His song is called" Vincent. "Van Gogh's name is Vincent William Van Gogh."

"Is he still a fan of Van Gogh?" Fang still murmured. Kira BEA is a student of art. Naturally, other people have no doubt about her judgment.

At the end of Xiao Yao's song, there was a burst of warm applause. In addition to the audience, even the musicians on the stage, including Louis Joseph and Jack at the piano, laughed and nodded while clapping.