"I suggest you choose a flight to the underworld next time. This flight is not challenging."
Li Jinglin spoke honestly.
"The entire flight with transfers takes place for a day or two. It would be better if the time difference is a little bit outrageous to put some pressure on the jet lag. Wouldn't this be more interesting?"
"Brother Lin, you..."
Mingdong's pupils were shaken.
I have seen the Holy Mother many times, but this is the first time I have seen the living King of Hell.
...
Time passes slowly.
Soon, it was night.
The group of people took a car and arrived at the airport.
We couldn't take pictures during the flight, so we checked all the bags and equipment and got on the plane.
A night of silence.
After arriving at the airport, Mingdong took Li Jinglin off the plane.
"Oh, it's really Milan, Malpensa Airport."
Li Jinglin glanced around.
It's quite familiar.
Mingdong's eyelids twitched.
"Brother Lin, the first task of the program team is here."
Set up the equipment and the recording can begin.
Although Mingdong has many flaws in his heart.
But he still released the program team's tasks honestly.
"From Malpensa Airport, proceed to the city center assembly point."
"The only props you can use are watercolor pens, a basic oral communication manual, and a mobile phone that can ask for help once, without navigation."
As for after this.
How to walk, how to walk, how to communicate...it all depends on the guest.
Li Jinglin weighed the "funds" sent by the program team.
10 euros.
It's great for this money.
Almost all modes of transportation from the airport to the city center cost more than 10 euros.
Moreover, there was no mobile phone positioning, so when I got off the airport, my eyes were completely dark.
Even if you want to walk on your legs, you still have to determine your position.
If you are really unfamiliar with this place...
It was torture indeed.
"Let's just forget about my symbolic work."
Li Jinglin curled his lips.
"To the city center, the only airport shuttle bus from the site is 8 euros, and the AP bus is 10 euros. I don't need to spend money on luggage, which is boring. I'll be there in an instant after waiting for the bus..."
So, Li Jinglin led everyone to stay up for a while.
Wait for the bus.
There is no need to go around asking for directions.
As soon as the car comes.
8 euros.
boarding.
Etc., etc......
Then we got to the city center.
get off.
"Is anyone else here?"
Li Jinglin's words made Mingdong's face stiffen.
arrive?
To a P!
It was almost noon, and the others were really overwhelmed by the task of the program team. It was a problem to communicate and ask for directions, and there were even a few who had no place to move at the airport.
Do you think everyone is you? !
"not here."
"It's not there yet, so don't worry, let's take a walk first."
Li Jinglin nodded and walked away.
"I'm a little hungry now, let's get some food first."
The cameraman quickly followed behind Li Jinglin.
It really felt like going home. I ran around in the streets and alleys and took several detours.
Anxious, Mingdong turned on his mobile phone and looked at the navigation and positioning very seriously... He also raised his head from time to time, stared at Li Jinglin, and followed quickly, fearing that Li Jinglin would go too far and he would not be able to keep up.
I saw.
Li Jinglin walked straight into a store.
Mingdong walked in with the photographer and was shocked to find that this was a large-scale music store.
"Hey! Hey! Fran, is Fran here?!"
Li Jinglin seemed to be a different person.
It suddenly became a lot more lively.
"who?"
A voice came from the second floor of the piano store, and a man wearing glasses walked out.
When he saw it was Li Jinglin, the man called Fran was stunned.
Immediately, he took three steps and then two steps and ran down, as if in ecstasy.
There was a wave of bear hugs with Li Jinglin on the spot.
"Li! Are you coming back to perform?"
Fran laughed.
While chatting with Li Jinglin, he showed the traditional way of speaking of Italians.
Use your hands and mouth together.
His hands were in the shape of chicken claws, his palms rushed up, and then he kept throwing them at his face.
"No, no, come and record a show."
Turning his head, Li Jinglin began to introduce to Fran the several accompanying staff who stood up.
Ming Dong was stunned by his proficient Italian.
"This is Fran, my good friend who also studied at the Verdi Conservatory of Music in Milan."
"..."
"Actually, if I want to worry about him borrowing money, I don't dare to say if it's too much. If it's tens of thousands of euros, it's still okay."
"..."
"Oh, by the way, it's not far from the Verdi Conservatory of Music in Milan. It's not difficult to go in and find a teacher or some friends."
"..."
"Oh, by the way, if I go back to school now, I'm afraid I'll be invited to a concert or something, and I can make some money."
"..."
"But I'd better abide by the rules of the game a little bit."
"..."
Every word.
Mingdong felt like his little heart had been stabbed.
happy.
He just came to travel.
What to send to Qiongyou.
He is definitely here to make money.
Earn the advertising fee of the program team, and then make extra money from the recording of the program.
Inside and outside equals winning twice.
Mingdong's head was buzzing.
actually.
It’s not like Mingdong has never recorded foreign variety shows.
There is also the saying that domestic celebrities "make money by performing arts."
However, those are basically gimmicks.
How can anyone buy it?
If you don't understand the culture and have poor skills, if you don't get hammered, it's just because you are a foreign tourist and you have to be polite...
Many of them are false reports just to save face.
But Li Jinglin is different.
Milan.
One of the few art cities in the world!
If you play the violin well, someone will definitely buy it.
Besides, Li Jinglin is different from those vaudeville stars. He is a real guy.
"Fran, cooperate with me to record the show."
"No problem, Li, just come!"
Fran smiled generously.
"There are two euros left. Take it."
Li Jinglin handed Fran the two euros for the ticket.
"Get me a larger piece of cardboard, preferably white. If you have a small cardboard box, you can add a small cardboard box."
"no problem."
Fran went to the back warehouse to rummage and got a simple piece of cardboard for Li Jinglin.
Li Jinglin took out the watercolor pen.
I symbolically used the props given by the program crew.
Write a few words in Italian on the cardboard.
【I am very poor】
Immediately.
I picked up a random violin from Fran's shop.
Look into the camera.
"Next, I'm going to do a little advertisement for my friend's music store. All he needs to do is lend me a piano and build a stereo."
Realized what Li Jinglin was going to do.
Fran was absolutely ecstatic.
borrow?
happy.
Don't say I borrowed it, even if I smashed the violins on the first floor, it would be fine.
Invite a violinist of this caliber to advertise your street performance?
Drank too much.
Tuning, tightening the bow, adding rosin.
I tried it a little bit.
Li Jinglin walked directly to the street.
Stand the cardboard upright and place it at your feet.
A small cardboard box is placed in front of you.
Pedestrians passing by on the street looked over curiously.
It seems that someone wants to play the violin.
People who had nothing urgent to do happily took a few steps closer, intending to watch the fun.
Soon, Li Jinglin began to play the piano.
If you want to quickly attract passersby in a street square in Italy, what should you pull?
It's very simple, come to a folk song that is familiar to the locals.
Li Jinglin set up the piano, and his mellow and beautiful voice floated out.
A familiar melody floats on the street.
It immediately attracted the attention of many people.
This song is very familiar to the locals.
Italian barcarolle, "Santa lucia".
Santa Lucia.
Lucia was a female Christian born in Naples. While preaching in Sicily, she was persecuted and died.
Later, in order to commemorate Lucia, she was named the Saint of Light.
A port in Naples was named Santa Lucia.
This is a person.
It's a ballad.
It also means light.
In Italy, or some countries in Northern Europe.
Play this song.
It is no different from singing a Happy New Year or an overture to the Spring Festival in China.
The status bonus of foreigners immediately made the passersby more and more curious.
And after seeing the cardboard that said "I am poor", she even smiled.
My friend and I looked over and started whispering.
As the melody flows, enthusiastic audiences have begun to come to feed the music.
Some of these audience members really know the violin very well.
A foreigner stood on the streets of Milan and played an Italian country tune.
In the flowing music, you can feel the performer's superb skills, steady and smooth sound.
"Brava!"
When the song ended, the passers-by around him applauded enthusiastically.
Li Jinglin smiled slightly and glanced at the carton from the corner of his eye, feeling that he could add more fire.
then.
Set up the piano again and play non-stop!
This time, the music played is completely a virtuosic one!
It was performed for philharmonic musicians before, using a violin to perform the multi-part "The Devil".
《Der Erlkönig》
Become a top international violinist.
Play this kind of ultra-difficult and ultra-acoustic music live on the street.
The response was undoubtedly explosive.
More and more passers-by stopped.
The police were even called in.
The police did not drive away the audience and Li Jinglin, but just watched happily from the sidelines to prevent possible order problems.
"Brava!!"
"Brava!"
Li Jinglin sang one song after another.
There are more and more donations in the carton.
Some pedestrians seemed to be in a hurry.
When passing by, I couldn't help but look back frequently and slow down my pace.
But in the end, it seemed that things were urgent, so he turned around and left, but his expression still seemed a little reluctant.
In the crowd of onlookers, more and more people took out their mobile phones and started recording.
Not only was Li Jinglin not in a hurry, he turned around and communicated with passers-by with his eyes and movements while smiling.
In the crowd, there were several children holding the hands of their parents.
Li Jinglin lowered his head, bent slightly, and winked at the children while playing the piano, making the children laugh.
The two meters around Li Jinglin were empty.
But the street two meters away was full of people.
Another song ends.
A roar of applause and cheers like a tsunami exploded in the streets.
The audience is getting bigger and bigger, and they are getting more and more enthusiastic.
Donations are also increasing.
Li Jinglin chuckled.
It's almost the end.
and......
Doesn’t this happen when culture is exported?
On the streets of Italy, starting with an Italian folk song is to show respect and attract locals.
Then, at the end, it’s natural to play Chinese folk songs!
