Chapter 1182 Playing in Public
The little boy and his parents also returned to the piano and stood a few steps away from Li Xiaoru. The little boy looked at her with admiration and said to his mother, "I think she plays better than you."
His mother laughed.
Li Xiaoru was really addicted to playing the piano. She was so absorbed in it that she completely forgot that this was not a piano room but an open-air street with people coming and going. Her eyes were sometimes closed and sometimes opened. When they were open, she was not looking at the people and the surroundings, but at her own inner understanding of the piece of music.
When she played the last note, the lingering sound and warm applause brought her back to her senses from the music. She looked up and found that she was surrounded by people, three layers inside and three layers outside, and countless people were taking pictures of her with their mobile phones/cameras.
She was at a loss and stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered, stood up from the piano chair, and bowed in all directions with a standard and elegant posture, as if she was standing on the stage of a concert hall.
"Are you a pianist?" someone in the crowd asked loudly.
Someone gave Li Xiaoru a thumbs up and said, "This is the best performance of Exodus I have ever heard in real life. Your performance is no worse than Maxim's!"
Li Xiaoru smiled and said thank you.
Seeing that she was about to leave, the man immediately said, "Can you play another song?"
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He had a violin in his hand, and he had been performing in the vacant lot next to the street piano. There was a violin case at his feet, and there were some coins and change in the box. But he didn't look poor, he was young and handsome, dressed very fashionably, and seemed to be a student who came to earn pocket money.
Li Xiaoru did not respond immediately, but subconsciously looked towards where Liu? and the others were, which was also full of onlookers. Liu? and the other four could not see Li Xiaoru because they were sitting, so they had stood up long ago and were standing in the front. Li Xiaoru looked at Tao Zhiyao first. Tao Zhiyao was the "tour guide" who brought them out to play, so of course Li Xiaoru had to listen to her. She found that Tao Zhiyao was looking at the violin in the young man's hand.
Li Xiaoru understood what Tao Zhiyao meant immediately and asked the young man in fluent English, "Can I borrow your violin?"
The young man was surprised and asked, "You can also play the violin?"
"No, no, my friend is a violinist and I want to play the next piece with him."
Tang Tu was a little surprised when he heard Li Xiaoru say that. Tao Zhiyao whispered beside him, "Before the opening ceremony of the film festival, let's stir up some heat on the European Internet. Didn't you see so many people filming videos?!"
Tang Tu thought this was a good idea.
So he walked out of the crowd and walked towards Li Xiaoru. This newly emerged yellow man immediately attracted the attention of the onlookers. He was recognized as a male god in China, and his facial features, appearance and temperament were top-notch even in Europe.
"Hey, I think this man looks familiar."
"I also think the girl playing the piano looks familiar."
"We probably all have Asian face blindness."
"Can you lend the violin to my friend?" Li Xiaoru pointed at Tang Tu and asked the young man.
Music artists cherish their instruments and usually do not lend them to strangers. But after listening to Li Xiaoru's music, he was willing to lend it to her. The young man looked at Tang Tu's appearance, mainly at his hands, and saw obvious calluses on his hands. The calluses must have grown from long-term violin playing. He must really be a violinist.
Young people are also curious about the level of violinists in other countries.
He handed the violin to Tang Tu.
"Thank you!" Tang Tu took it with both hands.
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