The moonlight shone on the unclosed keyboard, and the dried sweat marks on the white keys were clearly visible, and even the fingerprint marks on them could be seen a little closer.

The traces still carry Chopin's delicacy and delicacy.

Qin Jian would rarely notice these small things, like some small details that had existed in his heart for a long time.

When the contradictory trajectories of life intertwine at one point, he has to stop and look and think.

When he realized something, he had to pay attention.

The new discovery doesn't seem to keep him in the same wonderful state as his hormones spike for a few seconds.

But perhaps.

Everything is not so bad.

...

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, Qin Jian was woken up by the sound of the door opening.

Huang Cheng pushed open the door and was not too surprised to see Qin Jian who got up from the bed in a daze, this scene was not the third or fourth time, she was used to it.

"Have some food?" After shaking the morning in his hand, Huang Cheng closed the door casually, indicating his intention: "I'll do my homework, you are free." ”

Qin Jian sat up from the bed with a sigh, "Senior Sister Xie, I haven't brushed my teeth yet." ”

Saying that, he glanced at his phone, 8:30, the time was just right, go back to wash, Qin Jian thought about standing up and stretching.

The sour feeling from all over his body reminded him of what his grandmother often said about sleeping on a hard bed.

"Bye, senior sister, I'll go back first, and I'll be on stage later. ”

The yellow orange on the side had already started, but Qin Jian's words made her suddenly stop, "Wait a minute, junior brother, what was the name of the song you played here last time?"

"Whose works?" Qin Jian stopped, he had played more than fifty works in 309.

Huang Cheng shook his head, "No, no, it's not classical, it's jazz." ”

She snorted as she spoke.

When Qin Jian heard this, he blinked his eyelashes quickly, he didn't know what to say.

He didn't think it should be a song to be shared, but he didn't want to lie to Huang Cheng either.

“《13》。 ”

"Bye-bye. ”

After Qin Jian left.

Huang Cheng searched for 'thirteen' in a certain cloud, and three pages of content appeared, and he tried it patiently, but the result was very disappointing.

But unwillingly, she typed '13' into the search bar again, and this time the content appeared that made her even more unhappy.

"What a cheesy name. ”

"It's a pity that it's a good piece of music. ”

Huang Cheng's complaint was not really a complaint, but the dazzling list in front of her made her have the idea that she would open them one by one.

But Huang Cheng, who has always had a strong sense of time, had wasted five minutes of her time, and she felt that she should stop.

"Hmmm——————"

In the end, her self-discipline prevailed.

But just as she was about to close the page, an entry for an album titled "He and Piano" suddenly jumped into her focus.

This made her excited.

She even had a strong premonition in her heart, "It must be this one." ”

Huang Cheng quickly clicked on the song "13".

It's it.

As soon as the prelude sounded, Huang Cheng's little thoughts floated to the music.

The mischievous syncopation is carefree, completely different from the deep gentlemanly feeling that Qin Jian plays.

...

"This must have been played by a pink girl. ”

...

At the end of the whole song, Huang Cheng was hooked, and then contentedly included the music in the playlist.

This is clearly an original song.

"No one commented. ”

"Buried treasure. ”

"No, no, no!"

"I'm going to be the first person. ”

With excitement, Huang Cheng even forgot that it was Qin Jian who told her the name.

'I'm so hard to find, but I'm in love. ’

'The second is also mine'

After writing two comments in a row, Huang Cheng noticed the name of the singer.

"A little chubby. ”

Cute.

The single goes on a loop.

...

...

There was no way to take a bath too early, so Qin Jian could only reluctantly wash his hair.

The 3+5 way of washing his hair makes him look coquettish after changing into a dress, and the most important thing is to save time.

At nine o'clock, Qin Jian came to the side door of the main building of the opera hall.

Even he could only stand at the side entrance today, and the main entrance was already ready for various welcome ceremonies, but this row of noodles was obviously not prepared for performers like him.

The bigwigs are touting each other.

There's business, and there's real.

I wanted to say hello to Shen Qingci, but Ye Hailing saw him first.

"Director Ye, you're early. ”

"Morning, Qin Jian. ”

After saying hello to Qin Jian, he regretted it, especially Ye Hailin walked towards him.

After perceiving that Shen Qingci and Ye Hailing had some subtle things, he always had an indescribable feeling about Ye Hailing.

It's hard to describe, but it's not some incredible fantasy or anything like that.

But when a department head comes and talks to a student, you must have a longer look as a student, right?

Seeing that Ye Hailing didn't seem to like to get over there, Qin Jian simply found a topic to chat with the other party, and humbly asked the other party for some knowledge of folk music, and the other party also answered in detail one by one.

"Master!!"

Suddenly, there was a shout.

Qin Jian glanced sideways, Ye Yi and Fang Xiaoyu also came, walking in his direction.

Ignoring that there were two men and three women not far behind the two, Qin Jian had an idea and handed the two women in front of him.

"This is the head of the Folk Music Department of our Huaguo Academy. ”

"Director Ye, this is Fang Xiaoyu, this year's art candidate, preparing to take the exam in our school. ”

Fang Xiaoyu was very clever, and hurriedly bowed and said, "Hello Director Ye." ”

Ye Hailing smiled and nodded at Fang Xiaoyu, which could be regarded as giving Qin Jian face, and then her gaze couldn't help but fall on Ye Yi's face.

There are too many classical beauties in Ye Hailing's circle, and she herself was a well-known beauty in the Yanjing Chinese music circle when she was young.

But even so, she had to admit that the appearance of the girl in front of her at this time was too outstanding, and she revealed a sense of beauty and beauty.

"Director Ye, this is Ye Yi, this time I am here with the Folk Music Department of Nanshi Conservatory of Music to participate in our forum meeting. ”

Ye Hailing's eyes jumped slightly, the surname Ye itself was nothing, but the identity of the folk musician made her pay attention instinctively, but the other party was from Nanshi.

Ye Yi respectfully bowed to Ye Hailing, and performed folk music etiquette.

"Director Ye, Ye Yi, she..." he pointed to his mouth and waved his hand.

Ye Hailing's dark color condensed, and when he saw Ye Yi making a few gestures apologetically, he didn't understand it at the moment, and he felt a little distressed for a while

Her gaze fell on the instrument bag behind Ye Yi, "Flute?"

Leaf nodded.

Qin Jian added: "There is also Xiao." ”

The horizontal flute and vertical flute are not separated, this is what Ye Hailing told her when she was very young, the old people in the family told her, although she chose the pipa, but for the flute, she knows no less than the pipa.

She wanted to ask something, but the ribbon-cutting of the opening ceremony was almost underway.

"Nice to meet you"

Ye Hailing took the initiative to stretch out his hand, and Ye Yi hurriedly stretched out two hands to hold it.

"Looking forward to your performance. ”

Ye Yi pursed his lips and nodded, looking indescribably pleasing.

Ye Hailing looked at the girl in front of him and liked it more and more.

In the end, he told Qin Jian two words and left.

After Ye Hailing left, Fang Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Yi is still like that.

He gestured at Qin Jian, 'Have you had breakfast?'

Qin Jian shook his head.

Ye opened his mouth, then took out a peeled egg from his bag and handed it to Qin Jian.

'Breakfast to eat'

As soon as her gesture fell, the opening ceremony began.

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