House Dad’s Literary Life

Can you meet someone you know in a train station where you are temporarily staying in Germany? Yang Yi couldn’t believe his eyes. After a moment of squatting, he reacted, but after all, he was happy. He opened his arms and hugged each other. He smiled and said: “Teacher Jian, how are you in Leipzig?”

Yes, I called Yang Yi’s at the Leipzig station, just Jian Yifan who just got off the train with his orchestra.

Jian Yifan first met Yang Yi at the coffee shop (ps: 236, 237 chapter). At the time, Yang Yi’s piano level was only a professional level, and Jian Yifan was a visiting professor at Jiangcheng Media. The famous pianist is the first true piano master Yang Yi knows. Of course, Jian Yifan has been enlightened and has benefited Yang Yi.

This is why Yang Yi respectfully calls the other party: “Teacher Jian!”

Then Yang Yi went to Jiangcheng Media to study, and also met Jian Yifan again, and he studied piano for a while, so his level has advanced by leaps and bounds, with the current level…

“Yang Yi, I just listened to your performance, your piano played, and made a good progress!” Jian Yifan first praised, and smiled and answered Yang Yi’s problem orchestra. Three Heavenly Queen had a match in Leipzig. The show, so I just arrived here, I didn’t expect to hear such a wonderful music when I passed the station waiting room! ”

Of course, the two used Chinese communication, but Jian Yifan came over with the people of his orchestra. He couldn’t leave others alone. Jian Yifan wanted to translate Yang Yi at first, but then he found out that Yang Yi not only speaks English, but also communicates naturally and fluently. In this way, he simply talks to his or her own friends about German.

Jian Yifan’s friends in the orchestra have a cello, some are playing music, but they are all interested in the song Yang Yi just played (they didn’t hear the Xixi bomb, and Yang Yi’s played just half). They knew that the jazz-free, free-spirited piano song was actually written by Yang Yi himself, and they all cried in surprise.

“Haha, let me officially introduce you, this Yang Yi, although not engaged in our classical music industry, but he is a famous pop music house in China! His wife is also a singer, the top Chinese singer!” Jian Yifan is a little proud Yang Yi introduced to friends, and even introduced Mo Fei. “He also wrote some English songs. Do you still remember the “jinglebells” that has been popular in the past two years? This is what he created!”

Jian Yifan knows a lot about Yang Yi’s. After all, Yang Yi has made a lot of noise in the past few years. Even though Jian Yifan pays little attention to the pop music world, he will see a few acquaintances in the newspaper. .

And Jian Yifan did not mention Yang Yi’s other popular songs, just mentioning “jinglebells”, because they usually don’t listen to pop music, just one Christmas, everyone has a performance, and after the performance, they have a rhythm and played this song. So it is more familiar.

“Jinglebells is also written by Yang?” Several Westerners in the orchestra surprised their eyes wide open.

Yang Yi smiled a little and was not too modest in front of these people. He calmly replied: “My English name is Leon.”

This suddenly caused them to feel a burst of emotion.

……

After seeing so many foreigners appearing, Xixi was a little nervous and converted to her mother’s arms. She was very curious about what Dad had said to others, but even her mother could not understand their conversation.

Little girl had to look at her confused eyes and saw these people exclaimed. She also seemed to feel the goodness of her father.

Unconsciously, the little girl felt full of pride.

……

Of course, no matter how much Yang Yi has done in the pop music world, after all, they are not working in one field, and they will be amazed after a few sounds. The rest is Yang Yi and they simply exchanged the music.

Later, Jian Yifan also wanted to invite Yang Yi and her family to watch the performance of their orchestra, but unfortunately, Jian Yifan’s performance was three days later, and the Yang Yi family did not have such a long time to stay.

There is no problem with the train rescheduling. Yang Yi is not bad for this money, but the problem is that Yang Yi wants to bring Mo Fei and the children to go back to China after visiting Paris. If they return to Anqing directly, they can at least catch up with the Spring Festival.

Therefore, this time I can only regret it!

After a short meeting, Jian Yifan and his orchestra’s friends did not have too much to stay, hurriedly carrying their instruments to the hotel where they stayed.

The waiting hall of the train station returned to the calm of the past. No one was sitting in front of the piano to play music, Yang Yi and Mo Fei, and they took the children back to the position and waited patiently for less than an hour. Station train.

“I didn’t expect to meet Teacher Jian here.” Mo Fei said with Yang Yi.

“Yeah, I used to know that he often performed in Vienna in Austria. This time he should be invited to Leipzig.” Yang Yi and Mo Fei laughed.

“Teacher Jian’s mental state is still very good, and I can’t see anyone who is about 60 years old.” Mo Fei said with amazement.

The two are also waiting for the car to be bored, and there is a ride to talk about the sky.

Xixi’s eyes turned and she was stunned for a long time. After a long pause in the conversation between Mom and Dad, she quickly plugged in.

“Papa, I told you, oh, just now, when I played piano, I started to make a mistake…” Xixi drilled into Dad’s arms and snuggled, directly taking over Dad.

“Dad knows, the one you played…” Yang Yi smiled and gave Xixi a list of the wrong places.

“Hey…Papa, don’t say this, I don’t mean this…” Little girl twisted his buttocks, pouts said, “I thought everyone would laugh at me, then they didn’t, I don’t.” Scared…”

“How can you laugh at you? You play very nice to hear!” Yang Yi smiled and licked the little girl’s head.

I had Xixi talking together, and the time was always very fast. After a while, their train arrived. Mo Fei was holding the baggage Yang Yi, who was already trapped in her mother’s arms, carrying the duffel bag and pulling Xixi. On the train to Paris, which is warmer.

……

I was very happy today, but I don’t know why, after I got on this train, Yang Yi started to have a snack.

He arranged Mo Fei and the children to rest in the carriage, and took the insulation pot out of the dining car to get hot water. Through the window, the city lights still illuminated the night sky.

However, it seems that there is a cloud of dark clouds that hang over the southwestern sky.

Did you read it wrong?

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