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Chapter 557

In a completely unfamiliar place, Zheng Qin slept peacefully. Perhaps it was because the fragrance of flowers was so pleasant?

I first met Xu Guangling at a piano store.

With a piece of guzheng, everyone in the piano store, including the shop owner, the customers, and her, were all drawn into a wonderful world.

That is a scene that, as a piano player, I have dreamed of countless times.

In the Golden Hall of Vienna, there were people sitting downstairs. After she finished her song, the whole place was silent. Then, everyone stood up and applauded like waves. Yes, this was her dream, the dream she had once had.

In fact, how many performers have never had such a dream?

As you grow older, your dreams gradually fade away. When did you start to realize that such a dream may never be realized in this life?

I don’t know, but slowly and slowly, that’s it.

People who strive to be "musicians" gradually make a living by providing music for others, accepting performances from some advertisers, etc., and then interact with some fans on Weibo to run a small world.

Not bad?

yes.

Although I am a little tired and not very stable, my income is still several hundred thousand a year, ranging from one or two hundred thousand to three or four hundred thousand to five or six hundred thousand. But how much of it is due to her?

It's really hard to say how much of her appearance is due to her piano skills.

Then one very ordinary day, I was in a music store and suddenly heard a piece of music being played.

After the song was played, the entire piano store was really quiet, but she fell into an indescribable feeling of melancholy.

Later I found out that the song he played was called "Lan Ke".

A story about time, a story about life.

Then, she went with him to the recording studio and saw the two complete songs, "Shao Zhuo Qi Hua" and "Lan Ke".

"Shao Zhuo Qi Hua" seemed to take her back to her innocent girlhood, while "Lan Ke" was telling her current life. Then she learned that these two pieces of music were composed by himself.

Just like that, I admired him.

Does an ordinary performer need a reason to admire a genius composer who is also a genius performer?

As soon as you come out, you are like the bright moon.

Perhaps, just as her appearance added points to her playing and business performances, his genius made her look up to him, and his appearance and temperament, as well as the way he raised his hands and feet, made her look up and couldn't help but have feelings for him.

A hint of admiration.

He is a boy and she is a girl.

He studies music, and she also studies music.

He composes and she plays.



Destiny arranged for them to meet, and they were destined to meet. They are all destined to come together, isn't it natural and normal to come together?

But it seems that she is at least five years older than him.

Women can be confident in anything, there is only one thing.

age.

After returning home, I was thinking about that man. I was really happy and melancholy at the same time. I was happy to meet him, but I was also melancholy that it was probably just an encounter. Then all the happiness turned into melancholy.

A few days later, due to a small accident on Weibo, she got his number from the owner of the music store and then took the initiative to contact him.

"You are a very elegant lady. Sorrow will detract from your beauty."

"The sun is just right, happiness is important."

That conversation made her act like a little fool, and she continued to act like a little fool, waiting and looking forward to the music score he promised to give her.

Not happy about the music score.

But happy... They turned from strangers into friends?

Although she couldn't find many reasons to call later, and it was difficult for her to let go of her reserve mixed with low self-esteem, that number did become the most special one in her address book, and that person became the most special person in her heart.

A special one.

Even if nothing happens, just like this, it’s still good?

I once heard a story about a talented pianist who remained unmarried because he fell in love with a noble lady.

"Fool!"

"It's fake, how could such a person and such a thing exist?"

When she was a girl, she was with some of her best friends, listening to this story, and then made this comment.



A talented musician.

This was the first label she gave him.

Yes, there is no name for him in the outside world at all, he is unknown, but she has no doubt that as long as he makes his debut, the whole world will go crazy.

The video she posted on Weibo fully illustrates this point, doesn't it?

Later, she participated in a movie because of his music.

Just a supporting role.

And he's a supporting character who only appears in the hero's memories.

The result was very dramatic, even more dramatic than the plot of this movie.

The movie was a hit.

She is red.

It's... a big hit, right?

This movie caused her Weibo followers to increase from hundreds of thousands to millions, and then to over 10 million without stopping. If this is not considered popular, then what is?

Anyway, the heroine's attention, after hers exceeded 10 million, was only over 8 million.

Life began to undergo some big changes.

It seems that the rhythm that has lasted for several years has been disrupted.

In the past, an advertisement cost only tens of thousands or even thousands of dollars. But after she finished acting in the movie, she found her first advertiser and quoted her an offer of 1.5 million.

She was a little panicked.

So I called him.

"Isn't that great?"

"If you want to pick it up, pick it up. If you don't want to pick it up, don't pick it up."

"Find a few good ones that you like, pick them up, and you will be a happy rice bug from now on. Sister Zheng, have you felt the sunshine?"

I feel it!

From your words.

Smooth, light, but brighter than the sun, I just want to have a peaceful and lazy sleep in this brightness.

It would be better if your words were spoken in your ear rather than on the phone.

A man who is obviously a younger brother, but also like an older brother and a father.

This is the second label she has given him.

Then, an unexpected invitation came.

She embarked on a fantastic journey, the process was fantastic, and the result was even more fantastic.

After she came back, Weibo was full of news about "Buddha's light shining everywhere" and "ball lightning". It was extremely popular and caused a stir. Even some of her friends who only paid attention to fashion and beauty were also paying attention to such news.

"Wow! If only I were there, would the little freckles on my face disappear?"

She scrolled through Weibo, there were many on-site and off-site posts.

Then she left the computer and looked in the mirror. This was something she often did after returning.

What appeared in the mirror was a delicate face, which was vaguely how she looked a few years ago. But after flipping through the photo album, I realized that she was not this beautiful even a few years ago.

The experience of a twenty-seven-year-old woman.

As delicate as a seventeen-year-old.

What was put together was a face that made her look a little dazed from time to time.

But now, this point is not so important.

In addition to looking at her face, more often than not, she would look at her hands, look at them, feel them, and then her whole person would naturally become calm.

It's as if time has stood still around you.

While talking on the phone, the phone was placed next to the piano to let him listen to his own performance.

Her playing, his music.

"Changbai Spring" is her favorite among the four spring, summer, autumn and winter songs. Of course, she also likes the other three songs very much, but her favorite is always this one.

"Not bad, not bad, somewhat on my level."

"You used to say that I played very well!"

"Girl, we have to move forward."

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Thanks to "Twilight Xiaodao" for your recommendation vote.

Thanks to "Taiyin Spirit" for your monthly tickets.


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