Chapter 848 A confidant
"September comes and flies by; innocence cannot last forever; when September ends, please wake me up."
Singing fills the air, in the open space And the long subway passage has been circling for a long time, with pedestrians passing by in a hurry. Occasionally, someone stops, their eyes stay briefly on the band, and they admire it quietly for a moment, and then leave some banknotes and coins in the cello case, and then Walk away.
At most, there are no more than five people.
The romance and splendor of Paris are not something you have time to stop in during your busy working day.
The long and narrow subway passage is like a wormhole, where time travels.
In a daze, I couldn’t help but forget what year it was today.
The band that was performing stopped playing, panting and sweating, and exchanged glances. One or two of them were blushing. They poured all their energy into the performance. It felt so hearty, even if they were entertaining themselves. It doesn't matter.
A palm-sized area is their world.
Everyone exchanged glances with each other, thinking whether they should end today’s performance.
However, a figure in front wearing a loose white shirt and a long black skirt stopped, hesitating slightly, glanced at the band members, took a moment to react, and sighed softly.
“Oh.”
The woman showed a little surprise.
“I just heard the performance in the passage, I like your music.”
The woman lightly shrugged and rummaged in the canvas bag for a while. He took out his wallet, rummaged through it to find a franc note, and politely put it into the cello case——
In the cello case, there are some coins and some euros that have not been used for a long time. This large franc is particularly conspicuous inside.
The woman just spoke French. One or two of the band members were confused and had no idea what was going on. They thought there was something wrong, so they all looked towards the lead singer at the front for help.
But now?
The woman's movements and friendly smile don't require any further explanation. You can immediately understand what it means, and the corners of her mouth also rise.
The lead singer standing at the front with his guitar hanging, dressed in a simple T-shirt and jeans, covered in sweat but showing youthful vitality, turned to look at the band members.
"Ten thousand people are too few to follow blindly, but one confidant is enough."
"How about finally meeting a confidant who really knows how to appreciate our music? How about we perform another song for this audience?"< br>
Tired, sleepy and exhausted, I had already performed for two hours in the morning and another three hours in the afternoon, but there were never many listeners. The long performance inevitably made me physically exhausted and depressed.
But at this time, at the end of the long wait, I finally met a close friend——
With excitement and passion, an incredible energy burst out from the body again, and several young people exchanged ideas with each other. They exchanged glances, smiled completely, and reached a tacit understanding without the need for words.
"Encore?"
"Encore!"
One sentence is enough, the street performance version of "Wake Me Up" flows down like a rushing river, in the time tunnel of the subway station There was excitement.
Just a spectator.
But this is a concert.
The woman's face was full of surprise and surprise, but she did not leave after all. She stopped where she was, completely immersed in the performance, her expression brightened little by little, and the surprises could not be hidden at all.
Involuntarily, I jumped, reveled and danced along with the music.
Until the end of the show.
“Wow.”
“Wow!”
The woman raised her arms high and shouted brightly and wantonly. In just four minutes, she experienced a real enjoyment.
As soon as she stepped forward, the woman high-fived the band members in celebration. "So, does your band have its own album?" the woman asked happily.
Still French.
It was the lead singer who spoke, also in French, "August 31st."
At the same time, he picked up an album from the cello case and showed it.
The woman's face was full of surprise. She held the album in her hands and took out a franc from her wallet and put it into the cello case. She could not hide her joy and happiness at all.
With the album in hand, the woman finally walked away. After taking a few steps, she couldn't help but spin in circles, and her excitement could be clearly felt in the fluttering skirt.
However, that's all -
"...that woman, the last one, she should really like our music."
"Absolutely! Did you see the look in her eyes? It was 100% devotion and enjoyment. I knew we could meet someone knowledgeable in Paris. She could see our thoughts and appreciate our attempts."
"God, what we need is this kind of audience."
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, blah, blah, my face is full of joy and excitement, and I can't stop. It's rare to see a slight gaffe, which can be clearly felt. To his undisguised excitement.
The first day of street performances in Paris has ended. The band members left the subway station with their instruments, but did not go far. They sat down in the coffee shop at the exit of the subway station and took a short rest. Son.
At this time, the night in Paris has not completely fallen, and it is still a while before dinner time, but this does not prevent the band members from asking for a glass of red wine with a piece of tiramisu and black forest to quickly replenish some sugar.
The topic is still inseparable from today's performance.
It was just a little surprising that the most excited and excited person was Miles.
Then, Miles noticed the gazes falling on him one after another. Miles also realized that he had lost his composure, and his expression became embarrassed and reserved.
“What’s wrong!”
Connor also chuckled, “People who don’t know, thought we just held a sold-out concert with 100,000 people at Wembley. But in fact, he is just an audience.”
As he spoke, Connor couldn't hold back and patted his thigh heavily.
Myers was neither restrained nor shy. Instead, he looked at Connor openly, "Indeed, there is only one, but he is an extremely precious one."
"Just like Anson just now "What I have been waiting for is a confidant who can truly appreciate us and understand us, who can understand the collision of classical instruments and pop music, and who can understand that music should not be Secular prejudices bind her hands and feet, but she can understand that music is a soul resonance that transcends language and culture, and truly likes our music."
"Now, she appears."
"This is happier and more precious than performing in front of 100,000 people at Wembley."
After a pause, Miles also realized that his words might be too absolute.
"Okay, just as happy and precious."
Haha, hahaha.
Anson, Connor and Lily all laughed heartily.
Miles was a little shy, so he picked up his red wine and took a big sip. However, because he drank too quickly, he choked on his trachea and coughed violently.
That way, the other three people laughed even more cheerfully.
Anson quickly handed Miles the glass of mineral water placed in front of him, so that Miles could calm down.
Myers drank half a glass of mineral water in gulps, and finally recovered, "I can now truly understand why Anson wants us to return to street performances."
(End of this chapter )