don't call me singer

Chapter 1826 Escobar still doesn't understand
Mr. Escobar is probably the top among musicians.

On the one hand, the attention of the violin is extremely high, on the other hand, it is because of its unique shape.

With a strong body, red hair, a burning beard, and a ball head like a Taoist priest, there is a trace of calmness in the enthusiasm, and madness in the art, with a unique temperament and uniqueness.

Sometimes, some top violinists are actually not top-notch, but Mr. Escobar has top technology, top traffic, top instruments and top topicality.

In both the classical music world and the violin world, they are all superstars.

Many people in the outside world are very puzzled, why he still stayed in the Sea Dragon Palace after the school song competition ended.

It was rumored on the Internet that he wanted to bring Yan Xuexin back to the world of classical music, but in fact, no one had seen him in the Sea Dragon Palace for a long time, and they were arresting Yan Xuexin to practice piano everywhere.

Many times, he locked himself in the room, not knowing what he was doing.

The sound insulation effect of the Sea Dragon Palace is very good, and it is difficult to hear what others are doing after closing the door.

Escobar's behavior was particularly mysterious.

It's not that no one was curious, but most of the curious were stared away by the extraordinarily beautiful but indifferent Veronica.

Escobar didn't seem to notice Tokawski's arrival. He looked down at the violin in his hand, as if it was the most unfamiliar instrument to him.

Every string makes him feel novel.

He stretched out his hand to stroke and pluck the strings, and then slowly stroked the resonance box with his palm, rubbing the traces left on it by the years, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

After a long time, the bow of his right hand touched the violin on his left shoulder, and the bow vibrated.

Tokavsky's eyes lit up.

Because Escobar pays attention to privacy, there are not many opportunities to listen to Escobar's violin in private.

Are you going to hear the performance of this violin master next?
Who would have thought that the next second...

"Squeak - buzz~~~"

There was a sound like a saw.

Escobar didn't seem to know how to play the violin, and the sound he made was dry, hoarse, and unpleasant.

This kind of timbre control is probably worse than that of beginners.

Tokavsky was taken aback, and looked at Veronica next to her.

Veronica, who has always been relatively cold, rarely showed a helpless look and shook her head.

"Miss Veronica, Mr. Escobar... what's wrong?"

What happened to Escobar?
Veronica wants to know too!
What about your talented teacher?
Who is this person who can't even play the basic timbre well? I don't know him!
He looked aside for a while, and saw that Escobar seemed to have no idea how to play the violin, using various methods to tentatively make various strange sounds.

Then he seemed to have discovered some new continent, his eyes lit up, and he put on the bow again...

In the next second, there was an even more ugly sound.

Tokavsky thought, could it be that this...a genius violin master...

He pointed to his head, could it be that God is jealous of Yingcai, is this guy stupid?
He asked cautiously: "Miss Veronica, Mr. Escobar, how long has it been like this?"

"After the Sea Dragon Palace competition in the last school song competition, he was like this." Veronica said.

Tokavsky: "????"

Hasn't it been more than a month?

Even if it is sent for rescue, is it too late?
Could it be that the heavens are testing themselves and creating difficulties for themselves?

Such Mr. Escobar...Mr. Escobar has no copper, and it is useless to steal it!
Probably hearing the voice here, Escobar turned his head and looked over, and then his eyes lit up, and said: "Mr. Tokavsky! You came just in time!"

Tokavsky: "????"

I did not come well, not at all!

what do you want to do to me
"Mr. Tokavsky, you often work with Gu Xiaobai."

"Yes."

"Then you've heard him play the erhu?"

Tokavsky suddenly realized something.

"Mr. Tokavsky, do you think there is anything wrong with Gu Xiaobai's erhu skills?"

It's not just that the erhu skills are not right!

There's nothing wrong with Gu Xiaobai.

His erhu skills are more like some kind of discrete combination, combined randomly.

Every point is extraordinarily precise, not like a human, more like some kind of machine.

But the way they are combined is very casual and very "human".

After Escobar watched Gu Xiaobai's scene last time, he was poisoned and never came out again.

"Mr. Tokavsky, you are Gu Xiaobai's most trusted musician. Why can he play the erhu like that? You must know what kind of technique this is..." Escobar looked The appearance of humbly asking for advice.

Uh, you ask me who am I asking?

How could I know that guy Gu Xiaobai's skills!

"I'm trying to use this technique in my own violin playing, but it doesn't feel right anyway..."

As he spoke, he pulled out a few phrases, and the piercing sound made Tokavsky's brain ache.

Is this still a matter of feeling?

This is simply not right!
"Why don't you ask Xiaobai yourself?" Tokavsky already wanted to leave.

"I asked, but he..."

"He didn't explain it to you?" Tokavsky thought in his heart, it shouldn't be.

Although Gu Xiaobai is very busy, he is very patient with all inquiries and will answer them as long as he has time.

Of course, he's been really busy lately.

"No, he wrote me a page full of formulas!" Escobar slapped a piece of paper in front of Tokawski.

At that moment, Escobar was furious.

This guy, just playing the violin, why did he give me a page full of formulas!

Tokavsky just took a look and felt like he was going to faint!
This is not only a full page of formulas, but also a full page of A3 paper!
"This is too much!" Tokavsky was angry.

Do you think if I can understand so many formulas, I will still be a musician?
Look at it, look at it, a great violinist was selected, and Gu Xiaobai tortured him crazy!
Now my brain is broken!

"That's right! It's too much!"

What is the saddest thing in this world?
Probably you said donkey lips to him, and he said horse mouth to you.

He also thinks that if you don't understand, it's because you are wrong.

"By the way, Mr. Tokavsky, what do you want me to do?"

"Uh..." Tokavsky struggled.

Does Escobar, whose brain is broken, still have the value of using waste?

Do you want to keep this chief?
(End of this chapter)