Chapter 11 Running Corpse Chapter 4

Just as we were enjoying the view of the storm on the south side of the balcony, a voice came from behind: "How old are you two?" Looking back, it turned out to be Kubo.He still wore the brown velvet hat on his head. "I'm 21," I replied. Kubo nodded slightly, and then asked Ah Fu: "What about you?" Ah Fu was silent, he was 25 years old this year.No, after your birthday you will be 26 years old. "How old are you?" Kubo asked him again. "Why should I tell you?" A Fu sneered.His biggest shortcoming is that he is irritable and quarrelsome.Hearing what he said, Kubo also laughed, his smile looked very strange under the light of the lights in the room.

"No reason, I'm a little curious, what do you live on? Is it really unlucky to be able to fill your stomach?" Kubo tilted his head and smiled again, "It's okay, of course it's okay. But at this age, you still rely on your parents to support you. Aren't you ashamed?" Kubo approached, smelling of alcohol. "What are you? Don't you also like jazz? Don't you know how to listen but not play? That's just a funny 'critic'!" Ah exclaimed exasperatedly. "I pretended I didn't hear what you said!" Suddenly a voice came, and everyone turned their heads to look, and it turned out to be the famous critic Da Guan.

"Forget it, forget it." Ah Chi also came to talk to Yuanchang at some point and said to me dissatisfied, "Why is it endless?" However, I can understand Ah Fu's mood very well, because Kubo's question hit his vitals.He is indeed still supported by his parents. The double windows of the balcony are open, but because of the wind direction, there is no need to worry about rainwater being swept in. Ah Fu walked into the room without saying a word, sat behind the jazz drum with the word "toilet" written on it, picked up the drumsticks, and tapped the rim lightly in boredom.Itoi walked over and said to him, "If you want to play a big drum, just play it."

"Is it okay? It's already late, is it okay?" Ah Fu asked in surprise. "The storm was noisy anyway." Hearing what he said, Ah Fu obviously smiled. "Okay! Then I will face the Sumida River, face the heavy thunderstorm, and practice well!" Itoi nodded slightly in approval. A Fu did what he said, lifted the entire drum platform, and moved it to the direction facing the balcony. He hit a series of rhythms chicly first, and then hit the crazy "Eighth Strike" in one go. He loves to play this piece when he is angry. A Chi showed an approving expression on the side: "Good boy, really good, up to the standard!" His voice was very loud, because the other party couldn't hear him at all if he didn't let go of his throat.

I nodded.Among our group of friends, Ah Fu is considered to be of the highest level.Even compared with the most professional first-class drummers in Japan, it is not inferior.In fact, we are all very strange, why is he willing to play with amateurs like us at such a high level? Mitarai came out of the house, went to Ah Fu and said something.We were on the balcony and didn't hear anything.Mitarai picked up the Fengda guitar in the corner of the room, straddled it on his back, and turned towards the balcony, as if he was about to show off his skills.I thought to myself: Do you want to compete with Ah Fu?Really overwhelmed.

It happened that Itoi and Achi were by my side, so I asked them, "Aren't you guys playing together?" Unexpectedly, they reacted violently, waving their hands and saying, "I can't, I can't..." Mitarai over there yelled at Fu: "Keep going, just go on like this, great!" Then, suddenly, he himself joined the performance at maximum volume. How would you describe the impact of this concert?It was as if they were going to challenge the violent wind and rain with the power of two people. My hair stood on end in shock, my blood boiled, and I unknowingly shouted: "Ah! Good!" But the shout was also in the music and the sound of the wind and rain It disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The song is "Beyond the Seventh Galaxy" by Chiccolia.Listening, I just felt dizzy, and I tasted "dizziness" for the first time.Unexpectedly, Mitarai could play this extremely difficult piece so smoothly and with ease! Then enter the improvisation, his skills can not help but be admired. Even Ah Fu's eyes widened, full of surprise.Mitarai's guitar level is probably even better than that of the famous guitarist Bill Konacz. I think of jet planes speeding across the sea, all with crazy speed and rhythm, accelerating into the sky within a second, and disappearing from sight in an instant... I have heard countless scenes concert. ※Bandhammer Academy's E-Book※

There's Miles', Mark Laflin's, and Chiccolia's.But it was the first time I heard something so shocking.Ah Fu desperately tried to keep up with Mitarai's rhythm. It was the first time I saw him so flustered.Compared with Mitarai, Ah Fu is like a jazz layman. The impromptu performance stopped abruptly, and the song returned to the beginning - "Beyond the Seventh Galaxy". It actually fits perfectly, without any flaws, which really convinced me.Mitarai, if he didn't have a sense of rhythm that is very different from ordinary people, he must have a better memory than a computer.I really didn't expect that there are such outstanding jazz musicians in Japan!

The song ended when everyone was unprepared.There's nothing exaggerated about the ending climax.The sound of wind and rain filled my ears again, and I was still immersed in the crazy and beautiful music just now. Like everyone, I even forgot to applaud.Mitarai was asking Ah Fu what to say again, Ah Fu listened nervously and nodded.Then came the Beatles tune, still a fast song. At the end of the song, I was completely intoxicated by the atmosphere created by the two of them.Who is this guy named Mitarai? His expression was so serious and dedicated when playing, but once the piece was played, he immediately returned to that cold and cool look.

Other than me, some people were also intoxicated by the performance just now.Ishioka walked over, holding Mitarai's hand, and vaguely heard Mitarai saying: "How is it? It's been a long time since I enjoyed it so much?" After a while, Ishioka also came to the south balcony.Most of the people gathered here.It will rain in the east, so there will be no one.As soon as I saw Ishioka, I knew he had just shed tears. "Go in, it's so late." It was Xia Shu who said this. Everyone went back to the house one after another. The guitar and jazz drums have been put back in place, and the huge double windows have been closed tightly. Itoi and Achi sat down with us to start the formal practice.

But the later performance was really terrible. Every time more people joined, the music got worse.When Asami's piano joined in, Mitarai had run out of patience and just played a few notes randomly to cope. Listeners, if you carefully add a short section with the instrument in your hand, Mitarai will pluck the guitar loudly, impatiently trying to end the section.I also played a section of saxophone at the end, but because I was right next to Mitarai, I was nervous and didn't dare to increase the volume. Itoi played bass, Asami played the piano, I was the saxophone, Aka played the trumpet, Mitarai played the guitar, and Uki played the drums. In this way, the audience was left with Ishioka, Mrs. Itoi, the critic Ohuki and others. After listening for a while, Xia Shu and Kubo seemed bored, and they went to the balcony together, and the glass door was not closed properly. I was playing the saxophone, and glanced at the table inadvertently. The seven items on it were still well placed, and Xia Shu was really careless.