The daily life of Buddhist texts

Chapter 321 Chapter 320 is too special

When Oreki Gen and others went out, only Chen Qing and Ying Lili were left in the lounge.

Chen Qing twirled her index finger, hesitating inwardly.

Want to start a topic, but don't know how to enter smoothly.

Ying Lili skewered a piece of watermelon with a toothpick, glanced at him and asked, "Why?"

Of course, Chen Qing didn't understand. After thinking for a while, he turned on the translation software on his phone and started to communicate with Ying Lili.

His purpose is to know what Atamaitai likes.

In the evening, Mrs. Atamaitai and Mrs. Kamome will be invited to dinner.

After all, they will also accompany Chen Qing later.

On the other side, Zhang Keke and others came to the backstage of the stage, arranged their clothes, adjusted the equipment, and prepared to go on stage.

"Mr. Coco, are you really okay?" The staff member with big chest muscles asked worriedly.

Zhang Keke looked at the staff's chest, lowered his head and pretended to straighten his jacket, finally sighed, and replied after a few seconds: "Don't worry, super professional, top-notch."

"Is that so?" The staff turned their heads and looked at Gen Oreki who was holding the guitar. After thinking for a while, he said, "Teacher, the friend you invited hasn't rehearsed with you at all, has it?"

"Trust him, he's really amazing." Zhang Keke's eyes sparkled.

"But... I remember that the accompaniment of "All the Way North" is an electric guitar." The staff looked at the graffiti guitar and hesitated, "Is the guitar also okay?"

"A believing heart is his magic!"

"Okay then," the staff found that Zhang Keke glanced at his chest from time to time, rubbed his chest muscles subconsciously, and continued after finding nothing unusual: "Speaking of which, his graffiti guitar is very nice."

"I bought it at random from a musical instrument store!"

"I bought it casually," the staff member was taken aback, "How much did it cost?"

"It seems to be more than 400?"

"..."

Seeing how Zhang Keke tried to remember, the staff guessed that she didn't understand the price of guitars at all.

For 400 yuan, you can only buy entry-level guitars.

It doesn't seem appropriate to put it on the World stage.

But forget it.

Anyway, as long as you can play it, the audience may not be able to hear the specific difference.

But that graffiti guitar looks really good.

As long as you have the right packaging and words, you can double the price tenfold.

For example.

There was once a guitarist in North America who took an entry-level guitar to participate in various competitions when he debuted, and painted on it every time he won the championship, letting the wings of his imagination fly. The guitar was painted like this.

In the end, due to some accidents, the graffiti guitar was damaged, and the legendary guitarist also replaced it with a new guitar, but the one he never forgets in his heart is still the original one.

Fortunately, the legendary guitarist kept the photo of the graffiti guitar. With the help of a master luthier, he finally restored the original appearance of the graffiti guitar.

But still not the original it.

The legendary guitarist who understood this finally let go of his past memories, finally realized that he signed his name on the graffiti guitar, and asked the master luthier to make more copies to convey his spirit to other guitarists.

The master luthier was finally moved by his golden spirit, and spent five years making [-] guitars, which were scattered all over the world and sold or given to loved ones.

Some are on the backs of wandering singers, some are in the hands of unfulfilled band guitarists, some are buried forever at the bottom of the lake due to accidents, some are accidentally damaged and only their shells are left, and some are still lying in musical instrument stores ...

Little is known about this story.

that's all.

There are many logical loopholes in the story, but the intended meaning is almost the same.

So it might be a little cheaper to sell it for [-]?

Moreover, the Golden Spirit hasn't revealed the specific content of it yet, so it can be polished and processed, and the price can be raised.

While the staff was immersed in fantasy, Oreki Gen was adjusting the pitch of the guitar.

Like Ping Ze, he only needs to listen to it once to know the current situation of pitch.

If you take a look...wouldn't it be too difficult?

Wouldn't that be a little bit out of the human category?

"Do humans have snake sisters?" Nishinomiya Yuzuru said softly.

The little black snake poked its head out from Oreki Gen's cuff again, looked at Yuzuru Nishinomiya with its big black eyes, and then retracted after a few seconds.

After adjusting the last string, Oreki Gen replied: "Xu Xian."

"Fairy story?" Nishinomiya Yuzuru asked.

"Mythical story." Geno Oreki nodded.

"Have you fallen in love with a snake?" Nishinomiya Yuzuru asked again.

"It was stopped by Fahai, because there is isolation between living things." Yuan Oreki said.

"Isolation." Yuzuru Nishinomiya repeated.

The two continued to chat about something, until the staff reminded them to prepare to draw the curtain.

Zhang Keke was wearing that handsome leather jacket, standing in the center of the stage, holding the microphone.

Gen Oreki and Yuzuru Nishinomiya were also ready, putting both hands on the strings and keys.

The curtain slowly opened, and light seeped in.

Fans can be heard shouting from time to time outside.

"Coco marry me and go home!"

"I haven't listened to Coco's All the Way North for 2 minutes, and now I'm shivering, hot, hot, and realize that I can't live without Coco!"

"Woo my Coco, my Coco..."

Oreki Gen and Nishinomiya Yuzuru glanced at each other first, and then looked at Zhang Keke together.

The meaning is clear.

Are your fans always like this?

Before the curtain was fully opened, Zhang Keke coughed lightly and said, "No, they like to express their love by being sick, and it's normal at ordinary times."

The curtain is fully drawn.

The light is blurred blue, shining on the stage.

Under the stage are clusters of blue cheering sticks everywhere.

When the curtain was raised and the lights came down, illuminating Zhang Keke's face, the audience under the stage instantly erupted.

The shouts of support were deafening.

The air is filled with hazy water vapor.

There were more people than expected.

It felt like I was at a concert.

Behind is the flickering stage lights, flickering erratically.

Oreki Gen moved quietly, approaching Nishinomiya Yuzuru naturally.

"Could there be too many people?" Nishinomiya Yuzuru said softly.

"Fortunately."

"If you feel uncomfortable, tell me sooner."

"Fortunately."

"Say something else."

"clear."

Yuzuru Nishimiya lowered his head, waiting for the drummer's command.

She took time out to practice an instrument at home.

Although the talent is not as terrifying as Gen Oreki, it is still at the upper level.

The roar of the engine sounded, and Yuzuru Nishinomiya also pressed the keys.

Oreki Gen looked down at the strings, and then plucked.

The show was also broadcast live.

Some netizens have already noticed the two of them.

Because it's so special.

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The number of people was actually more than expected.

Gen Oreki realized now that after the long tunnel they passed through when they left the venue, they came to another venue.

This is the world's dedicated performance venue.

It feels like there are tens of thousands of people below, waving the support sticks in their hands, like a sea of ​​light composed of fireflies, and the sea surface is surging.

Azhai, who is a little weaker in concentration, sees this scene suddenly, his hands and feet may be numb, his whole body will be cold, he will not be able to take a step, and he will directly fall to the ground.

It was such an exciting scene, but Zhang Keke didn't tell Oreki Gen?

He said it, and said it clearly.