Hollywood Hunter

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Simon finally looked at Janet Johnston, with a slight smile, and said seriously: "Actually, I just want to invite Catherine alone, but it doesn't matter if you come together."

When Janet heard the words, she immediately embraced Catherine to her side, as if she was afraid that Simon would snatch the woman away.

However, in an instant, she reacted again, sticking out a slender index finger and continuing to gesture at the piano case under her feet, saying, "I mean, with your money, you can't even open a good bottle of red wine. "

Simon plucked the strings at will, and said, "I won't drink the red bar this time. I am a boy who invites two women to dinner and opens red wine, which will be misunderstood."

Janet glanced at Simon's clothes and said with contempt, "Who would misunderstand you."

Simon also glanced at the Hermes satchel on Janet's shoulder and smiled: "Yeah, so I'm afraid you two will be misunderstood."

Janet blinked a few times before she understood, and glared at Simon fiercely: "Ah!"

As soon as she stumbled upon Simon on the street, Catherine wanted to pass by silently.

The last time they met, Simon left a deep impression on her. The woman subconsciously felt that such an excellent boy was naturally proud, and perhaps she did not want to see him in embarrassment at this time.

It was only after being forced by her friend to come over, Catherine had to meet Simon.

At this moment, when Jenny used words to run on Simon, Catherine wanted to stop her, but after noticing the faint smile on Simon's face, the woman suddenly became more aware of it.

He was naturally proud, and she was sure of it from the many details of the first meeting.

This pride, however, is clearly not in the least bit of a paranoia that stems from an inferiority complex deep within. Therefore, he did not feel how embarrassed his state was at this time. In the face of Jenny's run, he acted more like a mature and stable adult accommodating a naughty little girl.

Most of the time, aren't you also accommodating the temperament of Jenny's little girl?

Thinking of this, Catherine couldn't help laughing when she saw that her friend didn't get any advantage in the verbal confrontation with Simon.

"Which side are you from?" Hearing Catherine's chuckle, Janet immediately gave her a dissatisfied look, gave a warning, and immediately turned to Simon again. Turning her eyes, the woman suddenly changed her face like a goblin, without any anger from before, she slowly took out the wallet from her satchel, took out a $100 bill and shook it in front of Simon, He put it in the piano box and said, "Hey, little boy, I haven't heard enough of it just now. Let's sing another song. But if I'm not satisfied, I'll take the money back."

Simon nodded: "Okay, just wait and open a bottle of red wine for you."

"Hey, didn't you hear it? I mean..." Janet was about to make another statement, but the boy in front of her had already started to pluck the strings, this time on the expensive Gibson acoustic guitar with clear tone. The short notes of ding ding dong dong felt familiar to her, but she didn't remember where she had heard them for a while, and subconsciously said: "This, I know, um, yes..."

Simon repeatedly plucked the strings a few times, familiarized himself with the feel, looked up at the two women in front of him, with a faint smile on his lips, and said, "Flying Bumblebee, for Jenny."

The voice fell, and the agile and rapid music had already jumped on the strings in front of Simon.

Beginning with a series of rapid descending scales, the rapid tune immediately creates an image of a nimble wasp leaning down and rushing towards the evil weaver and cook in the story, and then the tune begins to roll up and down, just like the wasp. Swiftly dodge and move.

As the most well-known soundtrack of Russian composer Korsakov's opera "The Story of Satan King", "Flight of the Bumblebee" has appeared in "The Green Hornet", "The Shining Demeanor", "The Untold Secret", etc. In a lot of film and television works, and with its extremely fast melody, it has gradually become a dazzling famous song for many musicians to show their musical skills.

Compared with those guitarists who blindly seek speed and cause a lot of errors and omissions, and even play the "Bumblebee" into a swarm to blast the wasps, Simon places more importance on the integrity of the song, so he does not deliberately pursue speed.

However, with the help of Simon's hand speed of about 170 beats per minute, the high-speed tune suddenly flowed out of the standard sixteenth-note tune, which still instantly formed a wonderful freeze-frame picture around the street.

Almost all the pedestrians within the range covered by the sound of the piano were stunned for a moment, and then, everyone focused their attention on a certain big boy with a focused expression.

The mother pushing the stroller stopped;

The couple picking out the crafts put down the nesting doll in their hands;

The boy who wanted to quickly pass the crowd stepped on the skateboard under his feet;

The middle-aged man on the street bench removed the newspaper in front of him;

A certain crazy woman who wanted to continue to pick on her eyes also widened her eyes and pursed her mouth tightly.

At this moment, the focused big boy in front of him seems to be the center of the universe.

The tune sounded for more than ten seconds, and a fashionably dressed young girl who was standing in front of the stall next to Simon also seemed to wake up from a dream, and panicked and aimed the lens of the super 8mm camera at a certain boy.

In fact, she had passed by this boy half an hour ago, and after listening to him sing Joni Mitchell's "big-yellow-taxi" with a very unique arrangement, she remembered her youthfulness And the rebellious girlhood.

In the new year when I just entered the ninth grade,

Rehearsing Joni Mitchell's song with friends in the basement of a friend's house under pressure from strict parents to prepare for the school's Christmas party.

*He built a road to heaven.

* Build a parking lot.

*Also boutique store, pink hotel.

* and a variety of playgrounds.

*…

Joni Mitchell is such a poet and admiration.

So many years have passed.

Suddenly looking back.

It's like an eternity.

She loves music, painting, movies, and dreams of becoming an artist like Joni Mitchell, but then went to Yale Law School at her parents' will.

In the blink of an eye, it was already a junior.

Inadvertently traveling, inadvertently on the street, hearing the song of the year again, many thoughts of Girls' Generation suddenly came to my mind.

So, after wandering around Venice Beach for a while, I turned back unknowingly, hid beside me and pretended to be a passerby, wanting to hear the boy singing "big-yellow-taxi" again.

To this end, he took out the camera in his bag and wanted to secretly record a video of him singing.

Then I heard the conversation between him and the two women just now.

And the amazing "Flying Bumblebee" at this time.

Her name is Jenny too.

Standing by and listening to the boy say ''Flight of the Bumblebee', for Jenny', the string in my heart was even plucked.

Many people on the street came over, and she no longer held back, she walked over quietly, hid herself in the crowd, adjusted the camera lens in her hand, and aimed at the figure who was focusing on plucking the strings in front of her, and at the same time, she was fascinated by this shabby boy. The deep guitar skills feel a small shock.

She had studied piano, and the top pianist whom her parents specially invited to teach her happened to demonstrate this piece to her and explain many details to her. Therefore, she knew that "Flight of the Bumble Bee" was not too difficult to play, but it was not easy to play it well.

And, compared to the piano, it's more difficult to get the piece to perfection on a guitar with only a few strings.

But at this time, the boy in front of him not only achieved this, but even created a strong image of a wasp flying in the crowd through the perfect interpretation in the small world surrounded by piano sounds.

Then, what surprised her even more was that after finishing the first 70-second performance, the boy did not pause at all, and immediately started the second time, and the rhythm was obviously accelerated, but the tune was not out of shape at all.

That should be over 200 beats per minute, right?

She thought to herself that a minute passed quickly.

Looping again, the tune speeds up again.

Then again.

On the fifth time, she felt that even if the boy's hand speed could not reach 300 beats per minute, it was probably the same.

The sixteenth-note "Flight of the Bumblebee" has four notes per beat and a hand speed of nearly 300 beats, which is already a level that only the top guitarists can achieve. At this time, it appeared abruptly on an ordinary street boy.

Is this your own hallucination? Or, the Venice Beach paranormal event?

Although it felt a little weird, she still instinctively felt that the boy could definitely be faster.

However, when the last performance ended, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

She looked down from the boy's side face, and found that the other's palm was carefully pressing on the strings, obviously not planning to continue.

There seemed to be a series of slightly regretful sighs floating in the air.

Immediately, all the pedestrians around the street applauded enthusiastically.

She also wanted to applaud, but found that she still had a camera in her hand.

So he turned it off quickly, put it down without a trace, and glanced at him with a guilty conscience. Although I couldn't record the "big-yellow-taxi" I wanted, this video is definitely enough for me to cherish.

In the applause of the crowd, the boy politely thanked everyone, and someone generously put several large bills into the boy's piano box.

She glanced at it, and the $100 that the woman had just put in was still striking. However, the $10 he put down half an hour ago while he was not paying attention has been covered by other banknotes.

Inexplicably regretful, although there was still a lot of cash in her wallet, she instinctively did not dare to go forward.

Afraid that he would notice him.

Such an inconspicuous girl.

Thinking like this, after a moment of liveliness, the surrounding audience still dispersed.

Realizing that he should turn around and leave, but there are still a few people, it seems that it doesn't matter if he stays for a while.

Then I heard the woman who was very rude to him just now asked him in a stammering tone: "That, little boy, last time you said... um, which mental hospital did you come from?"

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