MTL - House Dad’s Literary Life-Chapter 1275 Suppression in the southwest direction (1/3)

Can you meet someone you know in a train station where you are temporarily staying in Germany? Yang Lan couldn't believe his eyes. After he stunned, he reacted, but after all, he was happy. He opened his arms and hugged each other. He smiled and said: "Jane, how are you in Leipzig?"

Yes, at the Leipzig station, Yang Lan’s is just a simple and complicated way to get off the train with his orchestra.

Jane also began to meet Yang Lan at the coffee shop (ps: see Chapters 236 and 237 for details). At that time, Yang Hao’s piano level was only at the professional level, and Jane was also a visiting professor at Jiang Chuan. The well-known pianist is the first true piano master that Yang Lan knows. Of course, Jane also has a lot to offer, and Yang Hao has benefited a lot.

This is why Yang Lan respectfully called the other party: "Jane teacher!"

Later, when Yang Lan was in the training of Jiang Chuan, he also encountered Jane and the piano again, and he learned the piano for a while, so his level has advanced by leaps and bounds, with the current level...

"Yang Hao, I just listened to your performance, your piano performance, and made a good progress!" Jane also praised a lot of praises before answering Yang Lan’s question band, and there was one in Leipzig three days later. The show, so I just arrived here, I didn't expect to hear such a wonderful music when I passed the station waiting room! ”

Of course, the two used Chinese communication, but Jane also came with people from his orchestra. They couldn’t leave others alone. Jane also wanted to translate Yang Lan when he started, but then he It was discovered that Yang Lan not only speaks English, but also can communicate naturally and fluently. In this way, he simply talks to his or her own friends about German.

Some of the friends in Jane’s music group are playing the cello, and some are playing the wind music. However, they are all interested in the music that Yang Hao played just now (they didn’t hear the bullets, and Yang’s performance was only half-sounded.) ), when they knew that the jazz-free, free-spirited piano music was actually written by Yang Lan himself, they all cried in surprise.

"Haha, let me officially introduce you, this Yang Lan, although not engaged in our classical music industry, but he is a famous pop musician in China! His wife is also a singer, the top Chinese singer!" Proudly introduced to Yang Lan to friends, and even introduced Murphy, "He also wrote some English songs, remember the "jinglebells" popular in the past two years? This is also his creation!"

Jane also has a lot of understanding of Yang Lan. After all, Yang Lan has repeatedly made a splash in the news in recent years. Even Jane rarely pays attention to the popular music industry, but he has seen his acquaintances in the newspapers. A few eyes.

Jane also did not mention Yang Lan’s other popular songs, just mentioning “jinglebells”, because they don’t usually listen to pop music, just one Christmas, everyone has a performance, and they’re gathered in an impromptu performance after the show. The song, so it is more familiar.

"Jinglebells is also written by Yang?" Several Westerners in the orchestra surprised their eyes wide open.

Yang Wei smiled a little and was not too modest in front of these people. He calmly replied: "My English name is Lyon."

This suddenly caused them to feel a burst of emotion.

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After seeing so many foreigners appearing, I was a little nervous and converted to my mother's arms. She was very curious about what Dad had said to others, but even her mother could not understand their conversation.

The little girl had to look at her confused eyes and saw these people burst into exclamation. She also seemed to feel the goodness of her father.

Unconsciously, the little girl felt full of pride.

......

Of course, no matter how many achievements Yang Lan has in the pop music industry, after all, they are not working in one field, and they will be finished with a few exclamations. The rest is that Yang Lan and them simply exchanged the music.

Later, Jane also wanted to invite Yang Lan and his family to watch the performances of their orchestra, but unfortunately, Jane and their performances were three days later, and the Yang Lan family did not have so much time to stay.

There is no problem with the train rescheduled. Yang Lan is not bad for this money, but the problem is that Yang Lan wants to bring Murphy and the children to go back to China after visiting Paris. If they go back to Anqing directly, they will at least be able to go home to the Spring Festival.

Therefore, this time I can only regret it!

After a short meeting, Jane Yung and his orchestra's friends did not have too many stays, hurriedly carrying their instruments to the hotel where they stayed.

The waiting hall of the railway station returned to the calm of the past. No one was sitting in front of the piano to play music. Yang Lan and Murphy also took the children back to the position and waited patiently for less than an hour. Station train.

"I didn't expect to meet Jane here." Murphy said with Yang Hao.

"Yeah, I used to know that he often performed in Vienna, Austria. This time he should be invited to Leipzig." Yang Lan and Murphy laughed.

"The mental state of Jane's teacher is still very good. I can't see anyone who is about 60 years old." Murphy said with amazement.

The two are also waiting for the car to be bored, and there is a ride to talk about the sky.

Blinking her eyes and turning, she lingered for a long time, and finally waited for a little pause in the conversation between Mom and Dad, and then quickly inserted in.

"Hey, I told you, oh, just when I played the piano, I started to make a mistake..." I slammed into my father's arms and snuggled up, directly tying my father to the past.

"Dad knows, the one you played..." Yang Xiao smiled and gave the list of mistakes directly to Luo.

"Oh... hey, don't say this, I don't mean this..." The little girl twisted her buttocks and said with a small mouth. "I thought everyone would laugh at me, then they didn't, I will Not afraid..."

"How can you laugh at you? You play very well!" Yang Xiao smiled and licked the little girl's head.

When I chatted together, time flies very quickly. After a while, their train arrived. Murphy holds a small donkey that has been trapped in her mother’s arms. Yang is carrying a duffel bag and pulling Hey, got on the train to the warmer Paris.

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I was very happy today, but I don’t know why, after I got on this train, Yang Lan began to have a snack.

He arranged for Murphy and the children to rest in the carriage, and took the insulation pot out of the dining car to get hot water. Through the window, the city lights still illuminated the night sky.

However, it seems that there is a cloud of dark clouds that hang over the southwestern sky.

Did you read it wrong?

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