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Chapter 41: Spanish Matador March

With the rapid tweak of slender fingers, the guitar instantly made a rhythmic sound, like a running horse's hooves. Then he stopped suddenly and the tone suddenly rose, and shocking music gushed out. This is the passionate and charming "The Spanish Bullfighter March" on the earth.

I don’t know if it was the reason for opening up deep consciousness. At this time, Li Yan only felt that he played this song that he once liked very much, and even his mental power was integrated into the music, spreading with the spread of the sound, emitting the excitement in his heart.

At this time, as Li Yan's fingers danced, both the customers and the servants in the entire hall stopped their ongoing activities, and even breathed lightly, for fear of disturbing the young man playing strange music, but his face was dancing with the passionate music.

This is a music style that has never been before. It does not have aria like a choir or a pretentious lyrics, but puts all passion into music, and can resonate with people's emotions without verbal description. Even Wei Na, who loves music, has the idea that this is the real music. While her mood dances with the music, she feels that the boy in front of her is particularly charming!

Although Li Yan's playing skills were definitely not at the pinnacle at this time, his mental power was integrated into the music to express the emotions in his heart, which greatly enhanced the appeal of the music.

The extremely rhythmic and exciting music suddenly rose again, as if it was the last shout, and it stopped suddenly without any delay after making the last short and sharp sound.

At the end of the song, he seemed to be immersed in the music for a long time and he refused to wake up. The hall was silent for a moment. Li Yan, sitting on a leather chair, gently stroked the guitar panel. Although there was no abnormality on his face, his particularly bright eyes showed his uneasy.

Just now, when the music played ended, Li Yan found that his mental power was particularly comfortable and his whole thoughts were ethereal. This situation was of great benefit to the enhancement of mental power and the stability and development of deep consciousness.

‘I didn’t expect that I could get a lot of gains by accidentally inserting willows.’ He gently put the guitar into the canvas bag, and Li Yan stood up and prepared to leave.

"Phone, pat, pat..." It was not until this time that the people in the hall woke up, and fierce applause arose, without strange screams, without loud shouts, and with pairs of hands that were reddishly clapped and faces that were rosy due to excitement. The applause of more than ten people was no less than the cheers of hundreds.

Seeing this, Li Yan hurriedly bowed to the audience around him with his guitar on his back. As a magician, he only needed to nod, and even nodded. But at this time he appeared as a bard, so of course he had to be thoughtful in the role.

"Mr. Allen, the music you played is so shocking. I have never heard of such pure and perfect music. Can you easily ask the name of this song?" After a long time, after the applause was a little rest, the girl who was called Vina next to Li Yan could not help but ask curiosity, and even the name of Li Yan was called "you". Her rosy face and eyes wide open because of curiosity looked very beautiful. At this time, everyone in the hall surrounded her and listened to the answers curiously not far from Li Yan.

A smile appeared, Li Yan said: "In my hometown, there is a small village called Spain, where a fighting activity is prevalent. The brave bullfighters are called bullfighters. This piece of music is called "The Spanish Bullfighters March""

Hearing Li Yan's answer, Wei Na let out a long sigh and said, "No wonder she is so excited. I can imagine the lively scene of bullfighting just by music. Mr. Allen, you played it so perfectly." Then she asked curiously, "The music you played at the beginning must have been intentional, right?"

Nodded, Li Yan said: "Yes, that piece of music is used to represent the lively and noisy before the bullfight begins. In fact, it would be better if the bison screams were added."

Hearing this sentence, the young man who had been ignored for a long time suddenly felt stuffy in his chest, his face emitted heat, and he couldn't help but clench his fists tightly and narrow his eyes slightly, and his vicious expression flashed away.

"What a unique creation." Weina exclaimed softly.

Li Yan said to the girl, "It's time for me to leave, thank you for your reward." With the expressions of unsatisfactory people around him, he turned around and walked out of the door.

It was not until he disappeared outside the door that the middle-aged shop owner seemed to have reacted and remembered something important, and asked a loudly whisper to a male servant sitting in front of the crystal counter: "Croke, have you recorded the music just now with the Yinyin Ball?" The Yinyin Ball is a magical device that can record the slight fluctuations generated by the sound transmission and restore it.

Crocker, who was asked, was stunned and answered at a loss: "I'm sorry, Mr. Morgan, I, I forgot."

"What? You forgot?! You idiot!" When Croke's answer, the middle-aged store owner was heartbreaking and heartbroken. If you record such wonderful music, you can imagine that it can not only be transcribed and sold to make a fortune, but its original product can be regarded as a treasure in the store! Even the customers who were reminded by the owner's words were full of expectations and prepared to rush to buy the seal ball were heartbroken when they heard this.

At this time, a soft voice came: "Mr. Morgan, I've recorded it." It was the maid who first received Li Yan.

As if he had caught the last straw, the middle-aged shop owner turned his head and felt a little unbelievable: "Are you sure you recorded the music played by the gentleman just now?"

He nodded quickly, and the maid stretched out her hand. In her palm was a small seal ball that was slightly larger than a tennis ball: "I was playing with it in the store. I just saw that gentleman preparing to play the music and turned on the recording by the way. The recording effect may not be very good."

"Okay, that's OK." The middle-aged shop owner quickly jogged over, took the ball with both hands and felt like he was getting a treasure. His mood suddenly rose from the trough to the sky, making him laugh so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes. "What's your name?"

"Alice, sir."

"Very good, from today you will be the manager of the store!"

Seeing that the middle-aged shop owner got the seal ball with music recorded, the customers around him immediately surrounded him.

"50 gold coins, I want this seal ball!"

"100 gold coins, give it to me!"

"I only have a transcript! Money is not a problem, the effect must be good!"

"What a strange person." Looking at the almost messy appearance of the vegetable market, Wei Na couldn't help but become curious about the young figure that caused all this. At this time, the little girl standing next to her suddenly pulled her hand and said excitedly: "Sister, I remembered it!"

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