These days, even rich people have become more careful about their lives, and they do fitness, yoga, and swimming. This is for those who are both rich and have free time. Those who are rich but not free will deliberately get up a little earlier and take time to exercise.
Xia Yu felt pretty good about sweating with these strangers. After all, his muscle lines were the best among everyone.
After practice, he went upstairs to have breakfast. When he was almost done, Lao Xu also pulled his Italian Cannon over.
While his senior was still sleeping, he planned to use the rest of the morning to practice the piano.
In order to meet Mr. Enrique's expectations and for his own wishes, Xia Yu can only study hard and practice diligently to become a real cello player.
I don’t want to be as famous as Lang Lang, but I should at least have some fame internationally!
Carrying his zither, Xia Yu found the manager of the Peace Hotel.
The weather is nice today, and it must be pleasant to play the violin on the rooftop terrace. However, the terrace on the 11th floor of the Peace Hotel is usually not open, and there are too many people on the terrace on the 9th floor, so he wants to ask if they can help him temporarily open the rooftop terrace.
"Mr. Xia, your needs are the goal of our service. I'll have someone take you upstairs right away."
If the customer wants a presidential suite, we will satisfy their needs immediately. But if the customer wants an ordinary double room, we will probably just apologize.
When we got to the 11th floor, the hotel staff helped us open the combination lock of the terrace and brought us a soft chair suitable for playing music and a glass of lemonade to quench our thirst.
The bright sunshine, the gentle spring breeze, the Gothic green tower beside, and the unobstructed view free from the constraints of the window frame, all constitute a very artistic conception.
Xia Yu took out the Italian Pao from the violin case, sat down and placed the violin in front of him. The bow crossed the strings, and a melodious melody was played the next second, then drifted away into the distance with the spring breeze.
The tenants who were drinking morning tea and chatting on the terrace on the 9th floor subconsciously stopped talking, and they were immersed in the beauty of the music at this moment.
Who is it, who is playing?
They were confused, and Yin Suya, who was sleeping on the 10th floor, was unknowingly awakened by the piano sound outside the window.
She lifted her heavy eyelids, and the sunlight shone into her pupils, making her squint again.
Where is Xia Yuren?
Also, where does this piano sound come from? It’s so beautiful!
Only when it sounds good is it like playing the violin; when it sounds bad it is like slaughtering pigs and disturbing others.
Xia Yu's piano playing dispelled Yin Suya's sleepiness. She got up, put on her clothes, and looked around the suite but couldn't find Xia Yu. However, she was attracted by the piano playing.
After patiently listening to the song, she couldn't help but walk out of the room and went up to the 11th floor along the wooden stairs that were more than 80 years old.
"Xia Yu?"
Seeing the familiar figure, Yin Suya was stunned.
"Senior, are you awake?"
The piano music stopped abruptly, Xia Yu turned around and found that it was his senior.
"You can play the cello? And you play it so well?"
Yin Suya knew that Xia Yu could play the suona, and she also heard him say that he could play the piano and violin, but this was the first time she had seen a cello.
"My playing is just average. Do you think the sound is good or the instrument is good? This is a good instrument I bought from Italy with great difficulty."
Xia Yu said this while patting the thick keyboard of the Italian Pao.
A good horse needs a good saddle, and a good piano can add more than 10% to the performer's performance, but the most important thing is the performer's own ability.
In the non-Buff state, Xia Yu's cello skills have already been introduced. In the Buff state, he is directly at the level of deputy principal cellist of many famous orchestras, but this level alone does not allow him to be a performer.
Only through extensive training can he improve his strength in the non-Buff state to the level of deputy principal, and then strive to become the principal and become a cellist who can hold a solo concert.
It feels a bit like the protagonists in fantasy or fairy tales striving to reach a higher level, but isn’t that what real life is like? Those with a little ambition are working hard to accumulate strength and reach one milestone after another in their careers.
"What a nice piano! How much does it cost?"
After being with Xia Yu for a long time, Yin Suya gradually became sensitive to numbers from her previous insensitivity.
"It's not that expensive, only 3.5 million."
Xia Yu put down the bow, took a sip of lemonade and said.
"3.5 million? That's not expensive?"
It was beyond Yin Suya's imagination that a musical instrument could be so expensive, but the fact was that it was 3.5 million euros, and Xia Yu underestimated the unit.
"Senior sister, as long as it sounds good, I'll play the violin for you."
Xia Yu said as he picked up the bow again.
"good!"
There is nothing more romantic than someone you love playing a solo for you.
Just like what the lyrics say - "I write poems for you, I stand still for you, I do the impossible for you, I learn to play the piano and write lyrics for you, I lose my mind for you..."
The music started again, and Yin Suya was also immersed in this romance, looking at Xia Yu with stars in her eyes.
Xia Yu is a professional at flirting with girls, but as a scumbag with bloody hands, most of the time he just flirts without caring about the girls, and the senior sister is the first woman he "buried with great honor".
What do you call this? This is called Norway has no forests, only mass graves.
"I was so busy listening to you play the violin this morning that I starved myself to death."
At the dinner table, Yin Suya complained while eating voraciously.
Music is only spiritual food; it cannot satisfy physical hunger.
"If you're hungry, eat more. If you want to sleep after eating, go back and take a nap. If you don't want to sleep, I'll take you back to school."
"Then I'd better go back to school. I have to revise my thesis this afternoon and evening, and I have to go out to shoot footage tomorrow. I've used up all my stockpiled manuscripts."
Yin Suya thought for a moment and said.
Study is important, work is also important, and I can’t waste time in the hotel anymore.
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