What he pulled was the red leaves of Xianfeng Temple.

The piano has eighty-eight keys, while the violin only has four strings, but these four strings can be combined into the same note as the piano.

The difficulty of violin is the pitch. If you use a little less force on your hand and use a little more force, the tone will change, and the piano key is there, so you can't press one key to the other key.

Fortunately, Xia Yu also has a dexterous skill in his hands.

His left hand controls the tone on the strings, and his right hand pulls the bow and controls the rhythm.

"It's the red leaves of Xianfeng Temple!" A girl heard the name of the song and spoke excitedly.

But she did not receive praise, but instead received a lot of criticism.

The girl immediately calmed down and continued to listen to the performance.

Xianfeng Temple is a famous tourist attraction located on Xianfeng Mountain.

There are huge red maple trees everywhere on the mountain. Every late autumn, red leaves fall, and a layer of maple leaves are densely laid on the ground, and the mountains are full of gorgeous red.

Walking on the road to Xianfeng Mountain, stepping on the rustling red leaves and listening to the low chanting of the wandering monks, it makes people feel refreshed and forget about their favors and disgraces.

The squad leader thought that Xia Yu's violin level would be half as good as piano level, but he didn't expect that Xia Yu would give him such a surprise.

As the last note dissipated, after Xia Yu put down the bow, he clapped and then the applause from the whole station rang out.

Even Xia Yu was a little embarrassed when facing this kind of scene.

"Brother Yu, no, Yu Shen! With you, maybe our class can win the Best Program Award!" When we came to Xia Yu, the squad leader put down the violin in his hand, "But first we need to change some clothes. Don't worry, I've prepared it for you."

He pulled Xia Yu to the empty classroom next to him and handed him a paper bag.

In the paper bag, there is a light suit.

"I turn on the air conditioner. If you can't get hot, change it!" the squad leader urged.

After changing into a suit, Xia Yu returned to the class and got another squealing scream.

The squad leader said with a smile: "The violinist is already in place, and our maid and male servant are open!"

At nine o'clock, the Cultural Festival officially began. This event faces not only students from the school, but also tourists from outside.

The novel violin and Xia Yu's handsome face brought them many female customers.

The girls in the next class, the elder sister on the street opposite, and the aunt who was serving in the cafeteria all came here to sit down.

Xia Yu did not keep playing the violin, and went to other classes with Gui Zixiao. Two of them made maid cafes and two men’s teahouses, these two are popular topics.

The rest are haunted houses and the like.

The Cultural Festival looks lively and interesting, but in fact, these things are all about every year, and Xia Yu no longer feels it.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, he came to the work cafe and played the piano.

While resting in the middle, the young store manager sat next to him excitedly.

"What do you want to do?" Xia Yu keenly noticed the young man's bad intentions.

The young man did not hide it, and he asked directly: "Xia Yu, do you still know how to use the violin?"

"You went to our school, too?" He only played the violin at the cultural festival, so the young people could only know from here.

"No, but Xiaorong has gone, and I sent this to me!" The young man put his cell phone in front of Xia Yu.

Xiaorong is a waitress in the cafe and was also the female college student who received her when Xia Yu first came.

On the store manager's mobile phone screen, there is a clip of Xia Yu playing the violin.

"So what do you want?" Xia Yu asked.

"We can add another violin program." The young store manager said excitedly.

Violinists are rarer than pianists, but their style is equivalent, and they can attract more wealthy petty bourgeoisie.

"How much does it pay?" Xia Yu asked directly.

As long as the money is in place, Xia Yu doesn't mind learning some violin music.

"I will add 10,000 to you, and the working hours will remain unchanged!" The manager gritted his teeth and said that 10,000 has already caught up with the salary of the pianist in the big cafe.

"Is this month counting?" Xia Yu asked again.

"Calculate!"

The two happily reached a deal. The young store manager had not yet obtained a violin, so Xia Yu was still playing the piano.

After finishing his work, he bought some snacks and some snacks, and went home to celebrate with Yuxue.

His bank card balance is still 1,700.

At night, after the night was late, Xia Yu began to think about something.

He seemed to have been An Siyao for two days.

Xu Youxiang's affairs were too sudden, so he could only stabilize the other party first.

With some anxiety, at midnight, Xia Yu entered An Siyao's body.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was pitch black and the girl was already lying on the bed and sleeping.

"You are back!" The girl's familiar voice rang out.

"Yes." Xia Yu was waiting for the girl's questioning.

"Do you want to play the piano? The clothes are on the hanger on the side." An Siyao did not mention the matter of being beaten with a pigeon at all.

Turning on the light, Xia Yu took off his pajamas, changed into casual clothes, and sat by the bed. Although the girl didn't ask, he still needed to explain.

He, Xia Yu, is not that kind of irresponsible man.

"The woman you told you before had something wrong. She has been dealing with her business these two days."

An Siyao did not respond immediately. After three seconds, she heard a grievance voice: "Don't you want to come to see me?"

Why do you always feel that I will abandon you!

"Don't worry, I like you so well." Xia Yu tried to tease the other party, making her panic and forget her grievances.

However, An Siyao did not feel ashamed and annoyed as he thought, but said happily: "Yeah."

“…”

This girl is so coaxing.

After finishing this matter, Xia Yu began to ask the next one: "Can you play the violin?"

"It will be a little bit." An Siyao said.

When Xia Yu heard this, his eyes lit up. He could say that An Siyao also has a violin.

The store manager added his salary of 2,000 yuan, but he still doesn't know how to play a violin song. Learning is a necessary one, and learning requires a violin.

It's great that there is a girl here.

Under An Siyao's instructions, Xia Yu came to the cabinet beside the balcony and took out the violin.

He turned on An Siyao's laptop again, Xia Yu looked for the video of the famous violin piece "White Wolf" and looked at it, and then looked for the music score.

He is studying by himself, and An Siyao is only a little bit good. His current level should be higher than that of a girl.

He exchanged the game points he saved for three double experience cards, plus the original five times experience cards left, all of which were superimposed.

The three doubles of the experience are doubled, which is three, and the five doubles of the experience is four times, which is four, three and four plus one that already exists. Now, one hour of his study is equivalent to eight hours of study!

After studying the video for ten minutes, he played the piano confidently.

“It should be a little slower here.”

“The sound here is wrong.”

"If your hands are not stable, you can't pull them steadily."

After listening to An Siyao's comments, Xia Yu put down the violin. What the girl said was indeed something wrong. What she said was too accurate, which surprised Xia Yu.

"Didn't you say you only know a little bit?" he asked.

"Well, it's a little worse than my teacher."

“…”

Xia Yu started to do math problems in his mind:

Because: An Siyao's painting teacher = a painter with five million paintings

So: An Siyao's violin teacher = world-renowned violinist

Another reason: the world-famous violinist-An Siyao = some

To sum up, An Siyao's violin level is at least ranked in the first area.

Will this tm be a little bit?

Xia Yu was sought after by classmates and store managers, and his somewhat inflated heart quickly shriveled.

"Please be sure to teach me." He asked for advice humbly.

Under the guidance of An Siyao, he made rapid progress.
Chapter completed!