Take the "Concerto in D major" performed by Mr. Laval and Mr. Bay.
It's not that she wants to imitate others, but that she likes this concerto too much.
If Mr. Wall could teach her personally, even if it was just a few pointers, it would help her improve her violin playing ability.
After thinking about it, I ran upstairs quickly.
It only takes five minutes to come back down with the violin in hand.
She walked up to Mr. Wall panting.
Suddenly, it attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.
Jiang Yu also looked at her thoughtfully.
In addition, Gu Beisheng could also feel Fu Xizhou's sharp and slightly scrutinizing look.
She did not distance herself from Mr. Wall, but handed the violin to him and said through gritted teeth: "Just now, you promised my husband that you would sign the violin for me."
Fu Xizhou's originally stern expression suddenly froze. Looking at her smiling face, his throat inadvertently tightened and rolled up and down.
When did his Mrs. Fu have such a high emotional intelligence?
Jiang Yu was also startled.
husband……
This title was obviously very disgusting, but Gu Beisheng called it very briskly, as if he had called it a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand times.
Has the relationship between her and Brother Xizhou grown to this level?
She breathed heavily and inadvertently clenched her fists, pinching her fingernails until her fingertips hurt, so she kept her original smile.
Gu Beisheng said it easily, but at this moment he felt that the tip of his tongue was numb and his cheeks were slightly red.
Fortunately, his back was to Fu Xizhou.
There is no way, after all, she is still the wife of Fu Xizhou Mingwei, and she wants to get advice from her idol, so naturally she has to give in, at least to make the two of them look good.
Lu Sinian looked at her red face and couldn't help but think of his younger sister at home. Speaking of which, he hadn't seen her for a while.
Just thinking about it, suddenly, I felt that Fu Xizhou's wife and Jiu Qi's facial features were somewhat similar, but the difference was in temperament.
Gu Beisheng shouted again: "Mr. Wall?"
Lu Sinian finally came to his senses, his thin lips slightly curved, and he was indescribably charming: "Actually, you can just call me by my name, Hua Er is just my stage name."
Gu Beisheng frowned, the blush on his cheeks faded away, and shook his head: "No!"
She likes Mr. Wall, not Lu Sinian.
Although it was just a different name, to her, the difference between the two meant too much.
Lu Sinian did not correct him any further, took the violin and pen, and wrote his stage name on them.
Gu Beisheng's slightly frowned eyebrows gradually relaxed, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
It's great to get Mr. Wall's autograph.
Cen Xuan was also a little envious.
But when she came to Fu's house today, she was already pleasantly surprised, which many people could not surpass.
She met Mr. Wall.
It also broke his previous image in his mind.
She always thought that Mr. Wall was an old man with gray hair who spent his whole life composing so many beautiful pieces of music and devoted all his youth to music.
But I never thought that he was a stunningly handsome man.
OMG!
So dreamy.
Gu Beisheng was also in a dream. After his twenty-third birthday, he encountered so many wonderful things.
She suddenly felt that God was fair.
Fu Xizhou looked at the raised corners of her mouth, gentle, quiet and sweet.
For the first time, he saw real happiness in her fox eyes. They were no longer as vigilant and careless as before, as if they were covered with many layers of veil, covering up the true emotions.
Such a look had never been seen in front of him.
She loves music far more than he imagined.
Suddenly he was in a trance. For some reason, he wanted Si Nian to stay at home for a longer time. He moved his lips and said, "Si Nian, grandma is not in good health. I have been thinking about you. Come back this time and leave later."
Lu Sinian was a little surprised. He was walking normally. Shouldn't the second brother drive him away after eating?
In the past, every time he came back, his second brother didn't like him very much. The reason was very simple. He said that he played guzheng, violin, bass, etc. at home every day, which seriously affected his sleep.
Why don't you think he's noisy this time?
Jiang Yu was also surprised. She couldn't help but look at Gu Beisheng. Her breathing was heavy. Is it because of her?
Fu Xizhou didn't wait for his refusal and ordered: "Steward Ye, go arrange his room."
"Yes." Butler Ye nodded and went to work.
Lu Sinian also nodded: "I originally wanted to spend more time with grandma, and I also composed a song for grandma and planned to release it on the day of the concert."
Mrs. Fu laughed when she heard this: "Really?"
"certainly."
Gu Beisheng and Cen Xuan are die-hard fans of Hua Er, and they were very interested in hearing this.
Gu Beisheng blinked his eyes and asked softly: "Mr. Wall, can you play it to grandma first?"
Seeing her expectant look, Mrs. Fu couldn't bear her rejection, so she smiled and said, "It's just right, I want to hear it too."
Lu Sinian's sexy thin lips curled up slightly: "Then let grandma listen first."
After saying that, he looked at Gu Beisheng: "I'll lend you the violin."
Gu Beisheng nodded and handed the violin to her.
Then he came to Cen Xuan, holding hands, like three good students listening quietly to the class, waiting quietly.
Lu Sinian put the violin on his left shoulder and played it gently.
The mellow and delicate sound came from the strings, bringing everyone into a warm atmosphere in just a moment.
His slender fingers moved, and the pitch became higher. After a long lingering sound, the rhythm suddenly became very fast, and the sound was telling the story of childhood at the knee of grandma.
Again and again.
She closed her eyes tightly, raised her chin slightly, and was silent in the sound of the violin, her perfect jawline tightened. Suddenly, the rhythm slowed down again, becoming gentle and quiet, as if she was enjoying the embrace of a loved one.
Each paragraph is progressive, and the softness at the end makes people feel helpless. Time is passing by, and grandma is getting old.
Even so, the warmth of the lingering sound is still surrounded by helplessness and reluctance. There is a kind of unspeakable sadness, but it also has the warmth of healing.
And Lu Sinian's aura changes with the sound. After one song, he seems like the most noble prince. His charm is engraved in the bones, making people want to scream for him.
Mrs. Fu seemed to understand and her eyes became wet.
Gu Beisheng patted Mrs. Fu on the back and gave her silent comfort.
Mrs. Fu said with emotion: "It sounds very good, I like it very much."
Lu Sinian put down his violin and smiled after receiving the affirmation. He inadvertently noticed the way Gu Beisheng looked at him.
He could clearly see the pure love in her eyes, which had nothing to do with the relationship between men and women, just the worship and appreciation of her idol.
Except for this piece, she probably loves all his original music.
It wasn't that he had never seen his fans before, but it was just the first time he saw such a sincere fan. His eyes moved: "I heard from grandma that you are also studying at the Music University."
"Yeah." Gu Beisheng nodded.
"Can you play the violin?"
Gu Beisheng nodded again: "Yes."
"Can you listen to a piece of it?"
"Okay." She was still worried about how to ask Mr. Wall for advice, when the opportunity came.