Chapter 219 The Admiration of Little Fan Girl

"Wang Xiaoqing?"

Chen Chuan also walked over and saw two things on the passenger side of her car, a square gift box and an acoustic guitar.

"Hey, why didn't you go to my restaurant for dinner again? We changed the band, and the new band is great. When will you go?" Wang Xiaoqing spoke softly, like an oriole singing.

"I'll go when I have time." Chen Chuan bent down, picked up the acoustic guitar on the passenger seat, and strummed it casually.

Since he got the "Joe Cecchini Guitar Heritage", he hasn't touched a guitar yet, and now his hands are itchy.

He took out a platinum ring from his pocket and put it on the ring finger of his left hand.

"Grandmaster-level guitar inheritance has been triggered!" the system prompted.

Chen Chuan closed his eyes, pressed a Bm7 chord with his index finger, middle finger and ring finger, then strummed the first string with his right hand, and then played the first string with his ring finger after pronunciation.

"Dong! Ding-ding-dong!"

The sound of the piano sounded like flowing spring water, and the spacious exhibition hall suddenly became quiet.

As soon as this prelude sounded, even Chen Chuan himself got goosebumps.

This is the guitar intro to Jay's "Sunny Day". Anyone who has listened to this song knows how catchy this intro is.

Zhang Jingyin and Jia Qiang both widened their eyes. They really didn't expect that their boss had such a skill.

Secretary Xiao Ying was Chen Chuan's little crush, and now her eyes were full of stars.

Wang Xiaoqing also knows how to play guitar. After all, her restaurant is a music restaurant and there are often bands there. She also likes to play guitar.

She looked at Chen Chuan in disbelief and said in surprise: "How is it possible that he can play better than Senior Zhao? Oh my god, is there such a soulful guitarist in China?"

This strummed chord guitar music makes the already late autumn climate turn into a summer feeling.

"On a windy day, I tried to hold your hand~ But the rain gradually became so heavy that I couldn't see you~" Wang Xiaoqing sang along with the playing.

After Chen Chuan finished playing, he felt pretty good. When his hair grows longer and he wears a pair of worn-out jeans, he can sit at the door of the tavern and sing the song "It's not just the wine last night that made me shed tears, it also made me reluctant to leave." It’s not just your gentleness.”

I dare not say anything else, but it is no problem to attract one or two decadent literary young women.

"I didn't expect you to play so well. Can you teach me and accept you as my teacher, master?" Wang Xiaoqing grabbed Chen Chuan's arm.

When Manager Zhang and the other two saw this scene, they immediately became aware of it and turned around to leave.

In this case, it was obvious that the boss showed off his talents and attracted the artistic little girl who was only a freshman in college.

Next, it may be the time for the boss to show off his real skills. As a discerning employee, just do whatever you want at this time.

Chen Chuan felt Wang Xiaoqing's admiration and felt a little proud. It was indeed more pleasurable to be artistic and artistic than to show off his abilities.

Chen Chuan took his time, lit a cigarette, looked at the fallen autumn leaves outside the glass window with leisurely eyes, took a gentle breath, and said with smoke coming from his nose: "You want to learn, can I teach you?"

"I want to learn, I want to learn from you, you teach me, I am serious about it. You don't know, I recently almost broke my hand trying to get a place as a guitarist in the school band, and there are several competitors. The technique is very skillful, and there is a girl. Her master is a guitarist in a first-tier band in China. She is very professional. I am almost desperate!" Wang Xiaoqing took Chen Chuan's arm and said,

Jumping and coquettishly said.

Chen Chuan found that there was absolutely no reason for these eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls to behave like coquettish girls. People like Qin Xiang, Yao Qian and others who are 23 or 4 years old still need to be proud.

As for a girl like Wang Xiaoqing, who has just turned eighteen, it doesn't matter whether she is killed or not when she snorts. She is risking her life by snoring and swaying to death, which makes Chen Chuan feel dizzy.

The sunlight at half past one in the afternoon is very white.

"You want to become a disciple, so don't be in a hurry. Let me ask you first, do you remember the last time we were in the bar at two o'clock that night?" Chen Chuan went over old scores.

"Remember, you were there at that time, and we worked together tacitly and danced three intimate dances together. You touched me so hard, what's wrong?" Wang Xiaoqing said.

"Ahem, cough, cough." Chen Chuan took a puff of cigarette and said seriously, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Isn't it? You didn't touch anything? In the end, I almost stayed with you in the hotel. Fortunately, I tightened the last string in my mind. Did I remember wrongly that the person was not you at that time?" Wang Xiaoqing frowned and looked at Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan took a long puff of cigarette. This question was really tricky. It was indeed him at that time. But right now, the answer is yes and no, and the answer is no and no.

"Huh..." Chen Chuan had no choice but to use the silent method, spitting out an O-shaped smoke ring, which slowly floated away and expanded.

Wang Xiaoqing looked at Chen Chuan and said, "I wonder, are there other people not as handsome as you? If it's not you, I won't let you touch it. If it's you, it's you. Admit it quickly!"

"Okay, it's me, please keep your voice down." Chen Chuan looked around and saw many employees and customers walking around.

When the male employee heard this, his eyes turned red with jealousy. Wang Xiaoqing is a nineteen-year-old freshman girl, with curvy front and back, fair skin, beautiful appearance, and full of youthful air. The boss is really cruel. But even though he was jealous, he still had to smile flatteringly when he caught the boss's eye.

The customer was different. Both men and women looked at Chen Chuan with disdain.

"Teach me why your fingers are so nimble. I'm willing to pay you to teach me." Wang Xiaoqing said seriously.

Chen Chuan was so frustrated by this girl that he wanted to ask her why she was so arrogant at the bar that night. As I said before, she seemed to have agreed to go wherever she would go after dancing for a while, but when the dancing was really over, she slipped away first.

But looking at how coquettish she is, it's probably impossible to hold her accountable. It would be nice if she didn't get asked back.

Chen Chuan also understands that although this kind of little girl who has just entered college loves to play and make trouble, she is not ready for it at that time. She is a thunder-but-no-rain type. How can she ask someone to follow her like that? People going out?

Besides, he, Mr. Chen, is not that kind of person, and he has to do whatever he wants.

However, the dance in the bar that night is still fresh in my memory.

"Hey, Master, what are you thinking about? Are you thinking about the time you touched me during the dance that night?" Wang Xiaoqing asked.

"Discourteous!" Chen Chuan took two puffs of cigarette, extinguished it, and threw it into the trash can.

Wang Xiaoqing stuck out her tongue and said with a smile: "I'm just joking, why would I mind. Let's get down to business. When I play the guitar, the connection between striking and strumming is always not smooth?"

Chen Chuan asked her to play it and have a look.

She picked up the guitar and rested her hip on the aqua blue DB11. The tight jeans showed a nice squeezed shape.

She looked serious and played "Many Years Later".

Chen Chuan stood aside, folding his arms and watching. It could be seen that she had a lot of love, but her talent was mediocre. Although her fingers were slender, they were not strong enough. At first glance, she lacked exercise, was not flexible enough, and had no strength. It would not be possible to play like this. A heart-shaking note.

Chen Chuan shook his head.

Wang Xiaoqing saw Chen Chuan shaking his head, sticking out his tongue and saying, "Am I almost mean?"

"If you look like this, the symbol for hitting the string is H. When playing, you first press a C9 chord with your middle finger, ring finger, and little finger. You have to use force. Do you know how to use force? Do you know how to use force? Hey, tighten it, and then When you reach the fifth string, lift up your ring finger, play the fourth string, and then press it down with your ring finger. Be quick, try it out, you have to touch this place, do it in one go, find the right feeling, don't be nervous in your mind, and be free. ." Chen Chuan pointed at the guitar and explained.

Wang Xiaoqing put away her cheerful expression and listened carefully.

But her brain and eyes were good, but her fingers were not.

I played it again and it still felt very raw, not transparent and mellow, and I couldn't find that feeling, especially the chorus part, which was very dry.

Chen Chuan shook his head.

Wang Xiaoqing could no longer laugh and said weakly: "Am I stupid? You are quite disappointed."

"You lack a good teacher to guide you. Before, you only knew how to flick and press randomly with brute force, and many habits were not developed. You need to take your time." Chen Chuan said.

"As long as Master is willing to teach me and doesn't think I'm stupid, I'm willing to practice hard. I believe that under Master's guidance, I can find that feeling." Wang Xiaoqing said, "Master, please play me another song and let me open up." Open your eyes, please.”

Chen Chuan took the guitar, thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and went to the music score website, glanced at a few songs, plucked the strings with his fingers and started playing.

The sunlight from behind shines in through the glass window and shines on this aqua blue DB11. Its slender and graceful body curves, plump front headlights, and sexy rear butt exude a vibrant light in the sunlight.

This is a song called "The Prodigal Son Returns".

Under the inheritance of the world's master guitar, Chen Chuan's fingering gave this song a new soul.

One song was played.

Wang Xiaoqing fell to the ground in admiration and said: "I heard something new, a good song called The Prodigal Son Turns Back. Master, the feeling when you play it is... The prodigal son turns back, and he turns around again. I admire it!"

Chen Chuan closed his eyes and felt the warm sunshine.

"Master, I was going to attend a birthday party for senior Zhao from the guitar club tonight, but now that I'm holding you in your lap, I won't go to the senior's side," Wang Xiaoqing said.

Chen Chuan opened his eyes and saw the gift box on the co-pilot of DB11. Thinking that dinner tonight was still unavailable, he said, "Let's go, guitar, it will be beneficial to see more fingering techniques of other masters."

"You want to go? Then I'll take you there, but I'll tell you first, don't show off your guitar powers and slap that Senior Zhao in the face. Senior Zhao is the vice president of the guitar club, and there are many female lickers around him. I'm afraid that if I offend him, I won't get any good results at school in the future." Wang Xiaoqing said.

"Would I do something like that?"

"Yes, what if the senior doesn't open his eyes and laughs at everyone, acting like I'm the best guitar player? You smoke a cigarette, spit out an eyeball on his face, take the guitar and play a very difficult song If you play the high-level song "Walker-Faded" at level 10, wouldn't that blow up the street and get slapped in the face? After you finished playing, all the girls in the circle were kneeling. It must be very embarrassing for the seniors." Wang Xiaoqing said.

"I probably wouldn't do something so superficial. I'm not that pushy college student anymore, not that childish."

"You're not old either. You just graduated this year, right?" Wang Xiaoqing said.

"I'm not big? Ha."

"Well, if there's nothing else to do in the evening, we can go. The birthday party will be at the sculpture garden of our school."

When Chen Chuan heard about the "Sculpture Garden", it also brought back memories of studying at QQU.

There are rockeries, lawns and trees there, making it a natural haven suitable for some small gatherings.

The two practiced guitar for a while in the car dealership until 4:30 in the afternoon.

Wang Xiaoqing drove DB11, Chen Chuan sat in the passenger seat, and the car drove towards Qinda University.

On the way, Chen Chuan took out his mobile phone and checked the guitar score.

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