The melodious piano music, the familiar melody and the novel interpretation quickly quieted the noisy crowd around.
On the quiet beach, everyone looked in Andy's direction, listening quietly. The man and woman who had lent Andy the piano looked at each other, held hands, and sat down next to Andy, leaning against each other and listening with their eyes closed.
Andy plucked the strings nimbly with his fingers, his eyes slightly closed, his face expressionless, completely immersed in his own world of music.
After the last note was played, applause began to break out all around. Andy opened his eyes and saw many people gathered around, some of whom kept shouting for an encore.
He squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, whispered thank you, and continued to pluck the strings of his favorite song "Love in the Wind". As for the question of whether the onlookers could understand Chinese, he didn't worry about it. Isn't it said that music has no borders? Besides, he just wanted to play it for himself.
"That day, at dusk, white snow began to fall..."
Beautiful music, unfamiliar language, slightly hoarse voice, with a hint of sadness and reluctance. Most people around listened quietly, while some were whispering and discussing.
Not far from the crowd, a man and a woman were walking slowly while hugging each other. "Husband, listen! Someone is singing your song. I didn't expect to hear your song here."
The woman had short hair and was very petite. She spoke to the man in a clear voice. The man was overweight, had long hair, and wore a pair of black-framed glasses. His appearance was really not flattering. He just nodded and took the woman's hand and slowly moved closer to where the music was coming from.
"You play the piano well." The man seemed to be talking to the woman, but also seemed to be talking to himself. It was a happy thing to hear familiar melodies and songs in a foreign country, especially songs written by him, and of course a little proud.
The two of them walked hand in hand to where Andy was. Because the people around were scattered and not crowded, they used the light to see Andy singing and playing the guitar, and they were very surprised and shocked.
They originally thought that the singer was a Chinese, but now they saw that it was a handsome white man. His standard Chinese really surprised them. The two looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.
But he soon recovered from his shock, looked around, found an empty seat, and the man spread the clothes in his hand on the beach. The two sat down and listened quietly.
After the song was finished, there was applause, perhaps more out of courtesy than appreciation. Andy shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and saw that several people were filming him with DVs. Suddenly, he had an idea, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sly smile.
I remembered the thirteen language versions of "If You" that I learned word by word before traveling through time.
A beautiful guitar prelude, then the first sentence is in Chinese, followed by Korean, Spanish, English, Russian, Thai, then English, Japanese, German...
Although Andy's Spanish rolled pronunciation was not very standard, the combination of so many languages and beautiful melodies surprised the onlookers who were a little disappointed at the songs in unfamiliar languages at first.
Everyone understood what was going on, original music, and songs in multiple languages, applause and cheers began to ring out.
The short, fat man looked at Andy in surprise. As a musician, he had a different perspective on music than ordinary people. This was an excellent piece of music, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a divine song. He was really shocked by Andy's talent.
The young man holding the DV camera excitedly zoomed in, wanting to capture Andy's appearance. He started filming when Andy started playing the music of Titanic. As an active YouTube video collector, this video will definitely be recommended on the homepage.
Amidst the noisy cheers and applause, Andy returned the guitar to the young couple who had been conquered by his music. Under the girl's fiery gaze,
Quickly escape from the beach amid the cheers of the crowd.
He left the crowd, looked back at the audience who were still talking, shook his head and laughed, thinking that he was too pretentious.
Open your arms, look up at the starry sky, then return to normal and walk slowly towards the small town with a relaxed mood.
"Excuse me, sir, may I meet you?" an unfamiliar voice called from behind him. Andy frowned slightly, stopped walking, and looked back. "Hmm? Short and tall! Why is it him?" He was surprised and delighted to see the tall, fat man dragging the thin woman toward him.
This is the first star he has ever come into close contact with, no matter in his past or present life. It is impossible for him not to be excited. After all, he has had the mentality of an ordinary person for more than 30 years.
Although Fatty Gao felt that it was a bit abrupt for him to step forward and call out to the other person, after struggling for a while, his curiosity finally got the better of him. As a musician, he would naturally be moved when he heard a good original song, even if it was in a foreign country.
Andy was afraid that he would overreact and say something strange, so he took a deep breath, pretended not to know him, put on a charming smile and said, "Hey man, of course no problem, are you Chinese?"
For no reason, Fatty Gao and his wife felt extremely close to him. The Chinese pronunciation was standard, without the strange accent of foreigners.
"Your Chinese is so good, it's really surprising. I'm so sorry, I was a bit rude." The tall fat man was shocked. Although he thought the other party could speak Chinese after hearing him sing Chinese songs, he didn't expect him to speak it so standardly. He once again apologized for his rudeness very politely.
He suppressed his excitement and said repeatedly, "No, no, it's okay. You don't need to keep apologizing. It's nice to meet you." He extended his hand and shook the other person's, then continued with a smile, "My Chinese is indeed quite good. Although I'm only a quarter Chinese, many Chinese people don't speak as well as me."
"Haha, that's true." Hearing the other party boasting about his language ability in a somewhat complacent manner, the tall fat man and his wife couldn't help laughing. The Americans really don't know what humility is.
After laughing a few times, the two realized they were being a bit rude and quickly said, "I forgot to introduce myself. I'm from China, Gao Xiaosong, a musician. This is my fiancée Xu Canjin."
"Hey, MEN, you are so lucky. Hello ma'am, you are very beautiful, nice to meet you, Andy Smith, you can call me Andy." Andy did not introduce himself in detail, but teased Ai Dajin with an exaggerated expression, and complimented Xi Youmi by the way.
"Thank you." Xi Youmi responded with a shy smile.
"Hey, Gao, you said you are a musician?" Andy gave Xi Youmi a charming smile, turned to ask Fatty Gao.
"Yes, I am quite famous in China." Fatty Gao, who prides himself on being well-educated and well-educated, said very modestly.
"Wow, that's great." Andy exclaimed softly, showing a hint of surprise. Perhaps life is really like a play, and it all depends on acting skills. The more he acted, the more natural he became.
"The song 'Love in the Wind' that you just sang is his work." Xi Youmi seemed to be afraid that her man would be looked down upon by foreigners, so she seized the opportunity to speak.
"Ah!" Andy deliberately exclaimed, then patted Aidajin's shoulder in a familiar manner and said in surprise: "Hey, man, I like that song, the lyrics are great. Sorry, I don't know much about China, so... you can understand, right?"
"Haha, I understand. I'm glad you like that song." Ai Dajin glanced at Xi Youmi with a slight smile and smiled frankly.
"Wow, God, this is amazing." Andy was truly amazed and exclaimed excitedly. After calming down, he asked, "Are you here for tourism?"
"No, we have already immigrated to California." Ai Da held Mi Youxi's hand tightly, looked at her gently, and explained to Andy.
"Oh, welcome to join the evil capitalist country of America!" Andy said jokingly with a sly smile on his face.
Ai Dajin and Mi Youxi laughed at the same time. Perhaps only people who understand China can understand this joke.
The two sides got to know each other, and Andy invited them for a drink. The three of them chatted and laughed all the way back to the small town and found an open-air bar. Because there was no language barrier and cultural differences to bring about a sense of unfamiliarity, the three of them chatted very happily, and Andy and Ai Dajin also drank a little too much.
After the two exchanged phone numbers and made plans to meet next time, Andy had drunk a little too much and didn't want to go home, so he found a hotel to stay in.