1 Chapter 1

◎Which little girl? (Revision) ◎

April.

The capital is getting warmer after a period of warm and cold spells, and the branches are sprouting new buds, as if you can hear the subtle sound of shells breaking after a long silent winter.

For Chen Jing'an, today is her first time to perform with a large-scale folk music orchestra. This rare opportunity is supported by her mentor Zhou Zhengnan. Half of the orchestra is senior brothers and sisters, all of whom are leaders in the industry. They usually take good care of her. Plus, she also cherishes this opportunity. She has been practicing privately this month. It is common for her to step back to the dormitory at eleven o'clock.

Chen Jing'an learned pipa when she was six years old. Just like the dance lessons she signed up for at the same time, her parents originally wanted her to learn to play. Later, she was praised by her teacher for her talent. It was difficult for other children of the same age to concentrate in class. She played roller skating and chanted the pendulum. With belt fighting, no matter how boring the basic skills are, you can practice them steadily.

Just as the teacher said, she later won championships in major competitions and was spotted by the famous performer Professor Zhou Zhengnan, who recommended her to the Peking University Conservatory of Music.

The show is less than half an hour away.

The teacher was unable to come to the scene due to her recent poor health, so she sent a message in advance to ask her not to show any timidity.

"Primary school girl, are you nervous?" Zhong Xin is Chen Jing'an's schoolmate at the same school. She studies guzheng. She is leaning on the dressing table, holding a thermos cup in her hand.

"A little bit." Chen Jing'an smiled lightly.

The person in the makeup mirror is wearing a lily-of-the-valley green cheongsam with a small round lapel and a pinched waist. She has a slender figure and a thin white knitted jacket. Her long black hair is tied up with a white jade hairpin, and a few loose strands of hair are loose. On the earlobe as white as jade is a round pearl, classic and elegant, with an eyebrow and an eye, like a slender beauty in an ancient painting.

"Really nervous or fake? I can't tell at all." Zhong Xin joked. She had heard of Chen Jing'an before she met her. She became famous at a young age, has great talent, and has a girlish look. She studied under Zhou Zhengnan. She didn't believe all kinds of complimentary words, and she didn't necessarily believe them to be true.

Later, when we met, she was holding a pipa and playing "Tang Palace Night Banquet". She was wearing a red Tang suit. She was not plump but had extraordinary aura and was very noisy. She saw the prosperous Tang Dynasty at her fingertips. Only then did Zhong Xin know what it means to be rewarded by God.

The little girl is talented and hardworking, and has a gentle and humble temperament. It's hard not to like her.

Zhong Xin put her hands on her neck and turned to relax: "My boyfriend should be here today. Let's have dinner together. I really envy you young people."

"He has work today and can't come."

"Ah, that's right, that's too much It's a pity, but work is important." Zhong Xin patted her shoulder comfortingly.

"Yeah."

Chen Jing'an had a boyfriend who she had been dating for almost two years. When Qin Yinian chased her, he made a big splash and the whole school knew about it. At first, she just thought it was a wealthy young man who was interested in her, and she refused many times. Later, he persisted for more than half a year, knowing that she was afraid of the cold. She stayed at the bottom of the dormitory in the snowy day, her face turned pale from the cold, but she still smiled and took out the hot water bottle warmed by her body temperature. The young man was so sincere that it was difficult not to Tempting.

Falling in love is more romantic and sweet than imagined. It is just like any other passionate couple. It is the first love, and many things they do are first experiences. It is novel and joyful. Chen Jing'an becomes more and more involved in it.

Qin Yinian can be regarded as a good boyfriend. He is three years older than her. He has an outstanding family background and good looks. He has a good temper and is a gentle gentleman. He treats her in every possible way. From the time he chased her until now, his kindness has not changed. In recent times, , Qin Yinian mentioned taking her to meet her parents, with the intention of further development.

While Chen Jing'an was worried about the disparity in family background between the two parties, she also thought that they might get married in the future.

Because she couldn't come to the show, Qin Yinian apologized for a long time. She felt it was nothing and was not angry. There would be more after the show.

Qin Yinian repeatedly promised that he should be able to make it to the end of the performance to take her back to school.

It was getting closer and closer to the stage, and the song to be performed was "Lanling King". Chen Jing'an tied up his armor again, moved his fingers, calmed down, immersed himself in the emotional tone of the music, and entered the performance state as soon as possible.

*

Outside the National Center for the Performing Arts, audiences gradually entered the venue.

Walking through the underwater corridor into the music hall, the digital wall stands like piano keys, and the white relief ceiling is undulating. Every design touch not only satisfies architectural aesthetics, but also meets the pursuit of acoustic perfection.

The auditorium of the concert hall is divided into the first floor of the pool and the second floor of the balcony. The attendance rate of 70% is already rare.

When the drums beat on the stage, it was like thousands of troops and horses, running with iron hooves.

Chen Jing'an lightly closed her long eyelashes, imagining that 1,400 years ago, King Lanling personally led the cavalry to break through the siege and rush to Luoyang City. The iron horse glacier, alone and proud of the world. She has practiced the music score hundreds of times. What she wants to do is to enter a place where no one is around and vent her emotions.

Her body is soft, and it should be like a dodder with weak and slender roots, but her body is curved, her thin shoulders are stable, and her waist is as thin as a hand, making people wonder what kind of force can climb and break it. The fingertips on the pipa strings are flexible, She pursed her lips lightly, looking delicate and elegant, but more than that. Her slender body played like a sky full of yellow sand, a battlefield.

The drumbeats were thundering war drums and the fighting spirit of the soldiers. Chen Jing'an tensed up and swept his whole body, the music reached a climax. The soldiers trapped in the city became passionate and rose up to resist. The enemy troops were defeated and fled in all directions.

The lights in the concert hall are bright, and in the VIP front row of the pool seat, the man's broad and straight back is a bit too prominent, his facial contours are as cold as a chip, his nose is high, his lips are thin, his eye contours are deep, and there is a faint shadow at the end of his eyes, which is cold. The cool and thin eyes, which are like ink, are filled with ease and innate pride.

The man's sitting posture is not as regular as the others, he is lazy and relaxed, and the tight muscle lines of his shoulders are exposed under his coat. His eyelids are half-closed, and his sharp-jointed fingers support his eyelids, as if he is seeing something interesting, and his fingertips are casually tapping the center of his eyebrows. .

Intermission.

"The little girl looks quite young, and her basic skills are so solid." The voice was very soft, and there was a hint of meaning in the air. "It is rare to see such a beautiful girl in folk music."

"I have seen a little girl, Zhou Zhengnan loves his disciples, and she is not good at it."

"Zhou Lao is already very old and you are still accepting disciples?"

"I made an exception because I saw that the little girl is very talented." He paused for a moment and said, "Zhou Zhengnan has a sharp eye and is indeed a good man."

"But he has been in poor health recently. Sooner or later, he will need surgery, and he is still dragging it out. He is also a stubborn person. "

"..."

The speaker was over fifty years old. Shen Xiaocheng drank water to moisten his throat, turned his head and looked at the only young man in the group, and smiled: "

It hurts you to have to listen to these things with us old guys. Isn't it boring? "

"Alie, from your perspective, what about that little girl?" Shen Xiao said sincerely. .

Shen Lie raised his eyes and asked deliberately: "Which little girl?"

"The one who plays the pipa is wearing a light green cheongsam."

"Third uncle, you know, I am a layman and cannot judge professional matters." Shen Lie pulled his lips and said lazily Smiled.

A few people laughed, and Shen Xiaocheng put down his water glass and said: "You have been in a lot of limelight recently. With such publicity, I don't know who you followed."

The Shen family started from a hundred years ago, and the family business has been cultivated for generations. As a result, Yi Yi was always low-key and restrained. Only Shen Lie had been unruly and unruly since he was young. Now that he has taken over the overall situation, he is even more unruly. He doesn't think it is a bad thing. He is cruel and tough. This is the development of the family now. required.

"Maybe it's up to you."

Shen Xiaocheng laughed: "You're talking nonsense again."

"Enterprise development is of course inseparable from mergers and acquisitions. With your current momentum, your influence is not small. It is good to be ambitious, but it is not advisable to take too big a step."

"You mean optoelectronic technology?"

"So Is it worth investing a lot of money?"

"The money has been spent, Third Uncle, the regulatory agency has completed the approval, and the delivery will be completed in a few days. If you act as my father's lobbyist, it is already too late."

Shen Xiaocheng. Sit up straight first and see that he is not joking. Then he lowers his shoulders and shakes his head with a smile: "I know that if you make a decision, it will change. We are all old, and we will still have to rely on you in the future. Young man."

Shen Lie smiled lightly: "Who dares to say you are old?"

Shen Xiaocheng waved his hand and said that people have to accept their old age, and then asked him about his thoughts on starting a family. The intermission was just over. So I had no choice but to give up, and the venue became quiet. The performers on the stage returned to their seats. There was a small light green tail in the team. The cheongsam was slit on the calf, and the steps were small, revealing the slender porcelain white calf, and the ankle bones were very small. It's thin and can be held in one hand.

After sitting down, she raised her head and glanced at the people around her from the corner of her eyebrows. Then she seemed to realize something and straightened her waist.

Cool and beautiful, but a little clumsy.

Shen Lie's eyes were quiet.

The lights in the concert hall are so bright that it makes you dizzy, as if you are in a whirlpool. The water is rushing and roaring, restless, violent and almost greedy, trying to swallow everything up. But in the center of the whirlpool, it is quiet and stable.

*

At the end of the performance, Chen Jing'an took a bow with her seniors. After hearing the thunderous applause from the audience, she quietly exhaled. When she walked backstage, Zhong Xin gave her a look and gave her a thumbs up.

The performance was a success, and the seniors were discussing where to have a celebration banquet.

"It's raining."

"Ah, the weather forecast said it will be sunny today. I didn't bring an umbrella." Zhong Xin walked to the window and opened the curtain with a "swish" sound. It was dark as ink outside, and the light from the glass window was dim. Reflecting the rain like silver threads.

"It's true."

"Then let's eat some other day. It's raining and it's messy."

"Okay, I'll tell you another day."

Rain is not a good thing. Instruments should not get wet, which will damage the sound quality. Most of the seniors have cars. The driver of the car had no choice but to hitchhike. Zhong Xin had a car and wanted to give her a ride. She held up her mobile phone and said that her boyfriend would come over. Zhong Xin understood and sighed in envy: "That's great. You should fall in love more when you are young. "

Then I'll go now. See you next time."

"Senior, go slowly."

Chen Jing'an took off her makeup and looked at her phone again when she sent Qin Yinian a message about the end of the performance. There was no reply. She was probably driving. It was raining and the visibility was not good. She also told her to drive carefully on slippery roads in rainy days.

After waiting for a while, Qin Yinian responded with an apology, but it wasn't over yet.

Chen Jing'an blinked, held the phone and replied: "It's okay, I'll go back by myself. You can rest early after your work." ]

Qin Yinian asked her if she was angry?

This is not the first time. Chen Jing'an knows that he is in an awkward position at home. He has an elder brother who is excellent at everything. He has to work hard to be seen. Therefore, she is very understanding. She is not angry, but is a little worried that she will not be able to play Pipa without an umbrella. She would get damp, so she said in a relaxed tone that she would take a taxi back. After chatting, she put away her mobile phone and walked out of the theater carrying her Pipa bag.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

It was already very late, and it was difficult to take a taxi on a rainy day. Chen Jing'an waited outside the theater for a while, carefully protecting the pipa behind him.

The rain was pattering, and the wet ground was covered with a halo of rough edges. There was wind, and the filaments flew sideways. She raised her head and breathed out a thin white mist. The girl's profile was soft, and it was not too much to be traced by the cold light. Clearly, her fair cheeks were red from the cold, her long eyelashes were dark, and she blinked quietly.

Not far away, the black Rolls-Royce stopped without knowing when. The passenger door was pushed open. A man in formal attire got out of the car holding a black umbrella and pulled out a black umbrella from the inside of the door.

The man came holding an umbrella.

"Miss, the rain won't stop for a while. I'll lend you this umbrella."

Chen Jing'an was stunned for a moment. She was grateful for the stranger's kindness, but a little embarrassed. She waved her hand and explained that she had already booked a taxi. .

"The car can only be parked on the side of the road. If you run over, you will still get caught in the rain, right?" The man looked upright, smiled gently, and pointed to the car not far away: "The umbrella was given to you by my husband's order."

Chen Jing'an looked at it In the past, I only saw the black car parked on the side of the road.

"Then can you please leave an address? I will send the umbrella back then."

The man handed the umbrella over, "Sir, he said that he liked your performance very much. Why don't you return this umbrella to me next time you perform?" "

There was a bright light on the splash-ink car body. In the rain and fog, the headlights of the car were still on, illuminating the weaving rain. She couldn't see the people in the car, and guessed that the other person was looking at her, so she took the umbrella and slightly He moved towards where the car was parked and nodded.

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