The best male god of rebirth

Chapter 185: Touching the Scenery (23)

"No problem, let's go"

Pulling the girl with a happy face, she started shopping one by one in the shops on the street.

It has to be said that Huaxia's counterfeiting ability is top-notch in the world, even in the musical instrument industry, the piano imitations of various international big brands dazzled the two of them.

Looking at one after another, many brands are good, but none of them meet his requirements.

Those extremely keen ears for musical notes really can't tolerate any flaws on the piano in his hand.

What's more, the gift he chooses for the girl next to him must be the best one. This is the first gift he gave her, and he doesn't want to have any flaws.

Although there was no harvest in the morning, Chen Youwei didn't complain at all, instead she happily took Li Qingfeng to go shopping.

In her heart, being with Li Qingfeng is the happiest and most satisfying thing no matter what she does.

"Steinway?"

Li Qingfeng's original walking steps stopped immediately, and he looked at the shop with great interest.

In an unremarkable piano shop next to the sidewalk, three black Chinese characters of Steinway are hung obliquely on the door as a signboard.

A very gentleman foreign old man with a hook nose, white hair, and a suit was cleaning the piano inside.

"Vivi, over here"

Chen Youwei paused, looked at this unremarkable shop with some doubts, and said strangely: "Brother Qingfeng, why did you stop?"

"Don't you know this piano brand?" Li Qingfeng was a little surprised. It stands to reason that this little girl must have done her homework. Buying a piano without hearing about Steinway is as puzzling as buying a car without hearing about Ferrari and Rolls Royce.

"I know, but why does Steinway have a specialty store in this kind of place, and it's a bit dilapidated inside?"

In the impression of Chinese people, a specialty store like Steinway must be a very luxurious occasion, and this kind of unpretentious store should not have any good things.

It's not about aesthetics, but during the period of 06 and 07, many domestic brands and foreign brands adopted similar marketing strategies. High-end products must be magnificent and resplendent.

But like European and American countries, this kind of simplicity and low-key represent the heritage, especially in the area of ​​cultural art, luxury is another story.

"Go in and have a look"

Li Qingfeng didn't explain too much, the old man's hands would not have that kind of joints if they haven't played the piano for more than 30 years.

Decades of playing will always leave some traces, even the piano that has always been known for its elegance is no exception.

"Hi, old man"

Li Qingfeng slightly lowered his volume and asked questions to the old man who was carefully wiping the keys.

"Hello, what do you two want?" the old man spoke very well in Chinese, with an accent unique to foreigners.

"We want to see the piano~"

There are not only pianos, violins, cellos, guitars and other musical instruments hanging on the walls of the house.

"Well, go and see for yourself, and ask me if you have any questions."

The old man didn't pay much attention, and let them go and see for themselves. He looked like he didn't regard the two of them as customers at all.

Li Qingfeng nodded, walked into the room and turned back quietly, the figure of the old man was full of warmth under the sunlight outside the door, his old body was bent over, his eyes were staring at the piano in front of him very seriously, wiping the keys bit by bit dust on.

That kind of pious expression makes people suspect that he is serious and fanatical in the face of his own beliefs.

The house is not too small, with six or seven pianos placed around it, with notices written on signs in Chinese and English next to it.

The interior decoration has a unique western charm, like an ancient noble castle, low-key and simple, without the slightest luxury and impetuousness.

"Wow, Brother Qingfeng, this violin actually costs one hundred thousand!!"

Chen Youwei looked at the violin in an inconspicuous corner of the wall with a face full of shock,

The tag next to it marked [-] soft sister coins.

Li Qingfeng nodded, glanced at the English sign, and said with a smile: "This price is worth it."

Without much explanation, he looked casually, and suddenly an elegant figure came into view. He looked intently, and a grand piano full of classical charm stood quietly, which instantly caught his attention.

The exquisitely carved appearance, the very artistic piano body, with the classical temperament of time and inheritance, no matter what is on the piano, it gives people a very beautiful enjoyment.

"Grandpa, I'm here to see that piano~"

"Is it really as good as you say?"

"It's so expensive, we can't afford it"

A group of chirping female voices sounded, and the originally quiet store seemed to be captured by the world in an instant.

The old man glanced at the little girl who took the lead, and with a kind smile on his old face, he waved his hands and said, "Go and see for yourself, don't disturb other guests."

"Ah~" The extremely youthful, beautiful and lovely girl in a miniskirt nodded in agreement, and walked in with a group of little sisters.

Li Qingfeng walked to the piano, sat down quietly with a unique temperament, raised his head slightly, and Steinway's special logo was engraved on the body of the piano impressively.

The aristocrats in this piano, combined with Li Qingfeng's elegant temperament, are strangely blended together, exuding a different kind of charm at this moment.

Amidst Chen Youwei's full expectation, Li Qingfeng raised his hands, and lightly placed his slender jade fingers on the piano keys.

Slightly closing his eyes, some obscure and old memories slowly surfaced in his mind.

musical dream.

For the dream in my heart, I have been in the entertainment industry for many years.

Learning guitar, piano, violin, learning vocal music, learning acting, learning everything he can touch, how much effort he spent, no one understands.

But in the end, he became cannon fodder among tens of millions of dream chasers.

Sink.

Fallen.

When the inner flame is blown into dross in reality, is it still necessary to persist in the distant dream?
No one can tell him.

He began to be nostalgic for the flower field, and began to indulge in the tenderness of women, until he woke up and found that he had returned to the starting point.

A new beginning, the beginning of a dream.

Even if you die, you don't want to be ordinary.

In this life, no matter how unrestrained she is, even if she dies vigorously, she does not want to be humble and mediocre.

Press the keys, and the heavy ancient but clear and clear notes float in this piano row.

Everyone was stunned, and the chattering voices of seven or eight girls suddenly stopped, their eyes all staring at Li Qingfeng, who seemed to possess the aristocratic temperament of ancient inheritance, and his body exuded infinite mystery and dazzling light.

The ten slender fingers, as if they were born for the piano, turned into dreamlike afterimages, dancing wantonly on black and white.

The old man cleaning the piano suddenly raised his lowered head, fixedly staring at Li Qingfeng, with bursts of surprise flashing in his eyes.

This music, what a spiritual boy.

(End of this chapter)