After lunch, the three of them walked out of the restaurant and walked to the parking lot while chatting and laughing.
When Yue Jianguo got in the car, An Ran took the initiative to wave goodbye to him.
Under the sun, a bright smile appeared on the woman's beautiful face, which dazzled Nie Qingyu.
He remembered the deep love in her clear spring-like eyes when they first met; he remembered how plump and attractive her curved lips were; he remembered how her eyes were filled with red clouds.
The shy cheeks are so bright and vivid.
At that time, she was fresh and beautiful, like a blooming flower, leaning down in front of him for him to pick.
It's a pity that he didn't know how to cherish it at that time.
Nie Qingyu couldn't help but hold the catkin in his palm, and suddenly felt a lot of crisis.
After seeing off Yue Jianguo, I suddenly heard An Ran exclaim: "Hey, it's half past two!"
Nie Qingyu turned around and smiled faintly: "The conversation with Mr. Yue was so exciting that time passed quickly without realizing it."
An Ran still looked confused, feeling something was wrong. "Did we eat this meal for two hours?"
Why did she feel...it seemed like less than an hour before and after, and someone had stolen an hour in between?
Nie Qingyu held her hand and walked to the car and opened the door for her.
It was the first time for An Ran to receive care from a gentleman like him, and she was a little flattered. "Thank you."
Nie Qingyu curled his lips slightly, closed the car door, and then sat in the driver's seat.
On the way back, An Ran couldn't help but speak first: "How about it, I say there is nothing wrong with my psychology! Mr. Yue is an academician and is much more powerful than Huo Yan. If he says there is nothing wrong with me, then there must be nothing wrong with me."
Nie Qingyu responded absently while driving. He was thinking about the obsession that even Yue Jianguo couldn't get rid of. How should he overcome it?
"What's wrong with you?" An Ran looked at him strangely, a little suspiciously at the same time. "Could it be that Mr. Yue thinks there's nothing wrong with me, and you're sad about this result?"
Only then did Nie Qingyu react and glance at her: "I look sad?"
"Anyway, you look unhappy and worried!" An Ran glared at him dissatisfied, feeling that this man's brain circuit was different from normal people.
"Ha," Nie Qingyu sneered, his tone full of disdain.
safely:"……"
She felt that this man's moodiness was getting more serious, and she really wanted to suggest that he also consult Yue Jianguo about his mental health.
But she just offended him yesterday and was almost imprisoned. After finally regaining her freedom, she didn't have the courage to continue provoking him yet.
In the end, she swallowed back the idea of letting him go for psychological counseling.
But Nie Qingyu secretly thought to himself: He is getting used to her faults! He is too lazy to bother with Zhuo Jiaxuan's matter. Whether she is satisfied or opposed, his decision will not change anyway.
She is not important enough for him to make changes on matters of principle!
The car stopped at the entrance of the pedestrian street, she got out of the car safely, and took the initiative to wave goodbye to the man in the car. It could be seen that her mood improved a lot.
Nie Qingyu watched her running away with light steps, her eyes a little gloomy: she didn't even ask him if she would pick him up after get off work.
Could it be that she didn't expect him to come and pick her up in person?!
He thought of Huo Yan's words again, and couldn't help but feel irritable again. Thinking back to the first time he saw her, he never imagined that one day he would worry about her!
An Ran returned to the musical instrument store and saw a woman with long hair and a long skirt inquiring about pipa playing lessons, saying she hoped to find an excellent pipa teacher.
The clerk Xiaowen said with some embarrassment: "The teacher who teaches pipa lessons is on vacation and will not be back until some time..."
"Does your musical instrument store only have one pipa teacher?" the long-haired woman asked strangely.
"Not many people learn to play the pipa, but the majority are those who learn to play the guzheng," Xiaowen explained.
"Oh, that's really a pity." The long-haired woman smiled politely, turned around and prepared to leave.
"Wait." An Ran called to her.
The woman slowly turned around, a very ordinary movement, but it revealed the elegance and charm engraved in her bones.
An Ran saw that this woman was about the same age as her, with an elegant temperament and a beautiful appearance, and her every move revealed a good family background. She had a good impression of this woman and immediately said: "I can be your pipa teacher."
The long-haired woman was a little surprised: "Didn't you say that your Pipa teacher is on vacation?"
"I am an alternate teacher." An Ran smiled and introduced herself: "I am good at pipa, guzheng, guqin, and erhu. In addition, I have also obtained entry-level teaching qualification certificates for flute, flute, suona, and konghou."
She paused and then revealed a secret: "Actually, what I'm best at is the pipa."
Her mother, An Lan, was the best at playing the pipa, and she had already reached a state of perfection in playing the song "Pipa Language".
An Ran grew up listening to "Pipa", and the first musical instrument he learned was the pipa.
Later, she worked as a guzheng musician at the National Music Theater. Mainly because Nie Qingyu praised her for playing the guzheng well, she kept playing the guzheng. Even Bao Yuanqing mistakenly thought that An Ran was best at the guzheng, but in fact she was still good at the pipa.
The long-haired woman was a little surprised, but still very happy: "That's great!"
Xiao Wen, the clerk next to her, was a little anxious: "This is our store manager! She...she doesn't have time to be a musical instrument teacher."
The woman was surprised again and looked at An Ran again. "You are the manager of a musical instrument store at such a young age. You are really young and promising!"
An Ran felt a little uncomfortable and said modestly: "Where... I'm not really suitable to be a store manager. I'm more suitable to be a musical instrument teacher. If you don't mind, just be my first student!"
After saying that, she was afraid that the long-haired woman would doubt her skills, so she asked Xiaowen to bring a pipa. She tuned it herself on the spot, then plucked it with her fingers, and smooth notes came out smoothly from her slender fingertips.
She has heard "Pipa" since she was a child, and she can play it perfectly even with her eyes closed and dreaming.
After playing the song, everyone was stunned.
For a long time, the long-haired woman clapped and praised sincerely: "It's so beautiful! This is the most beautiful "Pipa" I have ever heard!"
Xiao Wen was also shocked: "Manager, you... you can also play the pipa..."
Before she finished speaking, she realized something was wrong and quickly swallowed the rest of her words.
What does it mean that a store manager can play the pipa? As a store manager of a national musical instrument store, isn’t it normal for him to be able to play several musical instruments? It’s no wonder that they, the little staff, preconceived the idea of the “store manager” who came by air and left.
It's a backdoor relationship, so I don't have much hope for her talent.
An Ran glanced at Xiao Wen and corrected her seriously: "I just said it once! I can not only play the pipa, but I am also good at other musical instruments. Maybe I am not a qualified store manager, but I should be able to be a qualified one
Instrument teacher."
This store manager was appointed to her by Nie Qingyu. In fact, it was just to let her receive free salary based on her title and give her a place to relieve her boredom.
But she doesn't want to hang around in a position that's not suitable for her at all. She wants to do something she loves and is qualified for. For example, be a musical instrument teacher.
"I'm so lucky!" The long-haired woman smiled and introduced herself to An Ran: "Hello, I am Sheng Manru, the resident painter of the Sange Gallery opposite. My pen name is Blooming. May I ask your surname, teacher?"
An Ran subconsciously glanced at the door of the store. There seemed to be a gallery diagonally across the pedestrian street. It turned out that this woman was actually a painter. "Wow, how amazing, you are actually a painter!"
"It's just a small painter who is barely making a living." Sheng Manru shook her head, with a trace of vicissitudes of life flashing between her brows and eyes.
"Being the resident painter of a gallery is already very impressive. My name is An Ran, and it's nice to meet you - Painter Sheng!" An Ran extended his hand to Sheng Manru enthusiastically.
The two women shook hands and smiled at each other. They both felt that the other was particularly friendly, and they had a tacit understanding as if they were old friends reunited after a long separation.
"An Ran... Safe and sound!" Sheng Manru asked with a smile, "Is that the name of your musical instrument store?"
An Ran smiled slightly embarrassedly, neither denying nor admitting.
Sheng Manru was not a person for gossip, so she stopped by the point. After the two introduced each other, An Ran invited her to the piano room to teach the other party the introductory playing skills of the pipa.
Xiaowen took the opportunity and hurriedly ran upstairs to report the news to the manager Zhou Han - the store manager has become a musical instrument teacher!