Free heart

Six or seven minutes before 12 o'clock in the morning, Eric Myers, the bar owner and bass player, left his seat and came to the side of the black female singer in the center of the stage.Afterwards, smiling and nodding to the female singer, the black female singer stepped aside understandingly.

Eric held the neck of the bass with his left hand and the microphone stem with his left hand, and toured the bar that was still full of guests.When he saw Shen Xiaoshi who was sitting on the right side of the bar, he nodded and said in fluent Chinese, "Ladies and gentlemen, I think you must still remember the singing by the Chinese girl just now?"

"Of course I remember. What song is she singing? Although it's in English, it sounds like you're listening to a horror movie." A Shanghai man sitting in the front row shouted.As soon as the Shanghai man's words came out, most of the Chinese present responded.

"That's right, this kind of song gives people an extremely depressing and hopeless feeling, as well as a little dark, decadent or cold feeling." Another man dressed with good taste said to Eric.

"I am very grateful for your subjective and objective evaluations. However, what I want to say to you is that the song sung by this Chinese girl is a song with a distinctive Gothic music style." Eric calmly said.

Some of the Chinese drinkers sitting under the stage whispered to each other about this.After taking a look at Shen Xiaoxiao, Eric said, "Usually, gothic music is not popular mainstream music, but we cannot deny its contribution to the history of global pop music and its due status."

"Boss, what do you mean...you want that little girl to sing this kind of song again?" asked the well-dressed man.

"Friends, please help! We are here to enjoy beautiful music, not to listen to scary music. You say, right?" Another Chinese man asked the others as if to boo.

"These Hong Kong governors! Country folks! They obviously don't know music, but they're still there!" Gu Hongkai stood up cursing and talking, intending to stand up for Shen Xiaoxiao.

"Hong Kai, sit down. I think the American boss has something to say." Shen Ying said calmly.

"Hey, don't pay attention to these country folks! Don't take what they say!" Zhou Lin comforted Xiao Xiao.

"I'm fine. I remember an American proverb that fits this kind of person very well."

"What proverb?"

"Birds of feathers flock together! Translated into Chinese, it means that birds with the same type of feathers gather together."

Zhou Lin blinked and thought about this sentence, and suddenly laughed, "Oh, in Chinese, like attracts like, and people are divided into groups. Xiaoxiao, is my explanation correct?"

Shen Xiaoxiao smiled and leaned on the sofa, "Very correct."

Shen Ying looked at the two of them, "Hey, what are you talking about? So happy?"

Zhou Lin just said, "We are saying that those people are just raccoon dogs."

At this time, I only heard Eric standing on the stage say, "I believe that this Chinese girl's musical talent will not be limited to Gothic music. So, I personally would like to ask her to play another song for you." song."

A Chinese man called out, "Max, how can you trust her so much if you don't even know her name?"

"Trust me, friend!"

"What if this little girl disappoints us all again?"

"Well, I'm going to treat everyone to the first round of drinks tonight, okay?"

When Zhou Lin heard what Eric said, she looked back at Xiao Xiao, "Hey, this American wants to go with you."

Shen Xiaoxiao shrugged, "Of course. If I'm not allowed to change this bad atmosphere, this elderly American will definitely feel sorry for the loss of guests." After speaking, he stood up and walked towards the stage.

He stepped onto the stage confidently, and after looking at Eric from top to bottom, he said in English, "How do you know that I will definitely come back, Mr. Miles?"

Eric responded with a smile, "Young lady, your friends are also infected by your singing, aren't they?"

"Yeah, you guessed it right. Well, how about I do another cover of 'Call My Name' by Neon Tree?"

"Wow, I knew you'd have other songs."

"Thank you, I just hope my singing can change the mood of my friends and these people again."

After Shen Xiaoxiao said a few words to the guitarist with a smile, he took the guitarist's electric guitar and the guitar picks he used.Standing in front of the microphone pole, he cleared his throat and said to the drinkers in the audience, "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you very much for giving me another chance to stand on the stage. Of course, I will not play again this time." Instead of using a piano, use an electric guitar."

As soon as the drinkers in the audience saw her wearing the electric guitar, some immediately booed and shouted, "Little girl, if you play well, I'll buy you a glass of beer."

Shen Xiaoxiao snorted softly and ignored her.He said like no one else was there, "Next, I will sing "Calling My Name" by NeonTrees for everyone."

Not to mention whether the Chinese drinkers in the bar know the band and songs she mentioned, but at least the bar band and the owner from the United States on the stage know what kind of band "Neon Tree" is .

NeonTrees is Neon Tree Band, a new alternative rock group from Provo, Utah, USA.Since its debut in 2005, it has already become a resident band on the US authoritative music list Billboard.

With Shen Xiaoxiao’s right-hand guitar pick on the electric guitar with strong penetrating guitar music, and the rhythm cymbals played by the drummer in accordance with the rhythm, the atmosphere of the bar scene was immediately brought by rock music. Infected by a strong sense of rhythm.

With rhythmic, passionate and substituting singing, flaxen golden brown curly hair swaying back and forth, bouncing and jumping playing methods, and cool tattoos under the illumination of various colored lights on the stage, Shen Xiaoxiao is in her own The independent spirit and free belief contained in the music fantasy world are deduced.

Gu Hongkai stared intently at Shen Xiaoxiao on the stage, until now he was a little stunned.The dark and frightening gothic music just now made him confused about his little thoughts, and the alternative rock music played at this time made him feel that he was hardly the same person as the girl from the Shen family.

Zhou Lin touched Shen Ying's arm, and whispered in his ear, "I didn't expect that little rock music can be played so well!"

Shen Ying smiled and smoked the cigarette in his hand, and said modestly, "Otherwise, what do you think the limited edition electric guitar she bought is for!?"