My actor does not believe in evil

Chapter 662 Sources of Inspiration
"Try it. This restaurant is delicious. I used to like to come here to eat, but every time I squatted outside, I didn't have a good image. Later, I was too lazy and stopped coming here."

Luo Fanyin gave a brief introduction, and then ate it on his own. The ribs rice here is very delicious, the ribs are tasty, the rice is soft and rotten, and the accompanying side dishes are also delicious. Luo Fanyin even thinks he can eat it again one serving.

Looking at Luo Fanyin, Geng Le started to eat too, and was immediately overwhelmed by the taste after taking a bite.

After eating, Luo Fanyin did not leave in a hurry, but continued to stay at the door. Geng Le looked at her with some puzzlement, but Luo Fanyin shook his head pretending to be profound.

"Don't worry, you'll know soon."

Luo Fanyin was a joke, and Geng Le had no choice but to continue to wait. After a while, the customers in the store almost dispersed. An old man about 50 years old came out of the store with an erhu, and he sat down directly. On the steps, regardless of whether he was looking at him or not, he immediately pulled up the erhu.

The songs the old man played were not famous ones, they were all minor tunes, but they sounded very pleasant. After listening to them for a while, Geng Le seemed to be able to hear something, and couldn't help but took out a small notebook from his pocket to record. Notes come.

"The records belong to the records. Remember to pay the copyright fee to the old man. These songs of the old man are all original."

Luo Fanyin read Geng Le's record and bumped him with his elbow.

"I'm just flirting casually. I'm happy if you think it sounds good. Don't mention what's original or not. I just listen here and there, and just play together."

Hearing Luo Fanyin's words, the old man couldn't help but smile. At the same time, the tune in his hands changed again. What was originally a soothing tune suddenly became sonorous and tight, as if thousands of horses and thousands of troops were fighting together.

Geng Le felt that this must be a marching song or something, so he asked about the source of inspiration for the tune.

"The inspiration came from listening to Widow Zhang arguing with Aunt Wang next door two days ago. Both of them had loud voices and could be heard all over the street when they quarreled. They threw cups and smashed tables. It was lively. Incomparably, my old man just hid behind the door and took a few glances and didn't dare to go up, for fear that my old bones would not be able to support them and they would fall apart."

The old man laughed loudly, but Geng Le's expression became extremely subtle, which was different from what he thought.

"Hahaha, I've known you for a long time."

Luo Fanyin also laughed. Academy-born musicians like Geng Le always like to show off their skills, and they are not down-to-earth at all. Like this old man, the tunes come from life, which is lively and interesting, isn’t it? .

"learned."

Geng Le nodded, and the two of them listened to the old man play the erhu for a while at the door of the store, and chatted for a while before leaving. Luo Fanyin led Geng Le to continue wandering on the street.

There are many old people here in the old town, some playing chess in twos and threes, some walking birds with cages, gossiping, birds chirping, chess pieces falling, car horns blaring, and someone teaching their children a lesson. Scolding, all kinds of things in this world are in this street.

When he went back, Geng Le was still a little unfulfilled. He suddenly believed that Luo Fanyin was a koi that was said on the Internet. He used to just follow the trend and find it interesting. Now it seems that Luo Fanyin is really a lucky star. The inspiration in his head today Full, you have to create immediately after you go back.

(End of this chapter)