The road is narrow.

Four words that flashed through my mind.

After Teng Shuyue sat down, feeling the cold wind and cold air emanating from her side, she turned her head and couldn't help pouting, and then called the flight attendant to ask if there were chargers and blankets.

It wasn't until the flight attendant sent her all these things that she whispered if she could change a position, her temporary itinerary, and she didn't book in advance, and when she inquired about the first class, she was told that there was no seat, and she temporarily chose business class, but she didn't expect that Mr. He would actually succumb to business class, and she knew that she would definitely not choose to go out today, all kinds of unpleasant.

The flight attendant smiled and told her that it was okay to change seats, she was overjoyed, but when she was about to get up, she encountered resistance, and the whole person not only did not succeed in getting up, but was forced back by the resistance.

Teng Shuyue looked down suspiciously, and then saw that the man had a dark face, and pulled out the skirt under him with force, and the movements were fierce, as if the skirt had offended his whole family.

"Mr. He, do you have an opinion on my skirt?" Teng Shuyue is not happy anymore, you sit on my skirt, I haven't disliked you yet, are you still unhappy?

But after asking, she felt that she didn't seem to be right, this one was out of 100 million, how could he say that he was also a gold owner, how could he talk to the gold owner like this, but He Zhen obviously didn't plan to continue to deal with her, so he got up and said to the flight attendant just now: "Take me to another position." ”

After speaking, he didn't even look at Teng Shuyue, turned around and left.

Teng Shuyue's chest rose and fell violently, he put on sunglasses and buckled up an eye patch, out of sight and out of mind, but he was amazing!

The flight lasted for more than ten hours, including waking up halfway, during which I didn't see He Zhen once, and I didn't know where I went, anyway, it had nothing to do with her, until the plane landed, and the person sent by Mr. Qian came to pick her up, she got in the car and left the airport, only to see that the man also got into the car that came to pick him up and left, leaving a condensed back, like an ice-plated machine.

The weather is not very friendly, with some condensed rain in the air, and sometimes some trickling raindrops, which are gloomy and make people breathless.

"Is the activity Mr. Qian talking about a guzheng exchange meeting?"

Sitting in the car, through the window stained with rain and fog, Teng Shuyue looked out the window, all the scenery seemed to be covered with a filter, but after looking at it for a while, he was a little tired, and noticed that he had been looking non-stop, and then asked Mr. Driver, who seemed to be a little curious in front.

The driver is very young, it seems that he should be a mixed-race, with a gentle personality, and he speaks Mandarin with a slight accent, "Teacher Qian didn't say it, but the itinerary included a guzheng exchange meeting, and there were other arrangements, and Teacher Qian attended as a guest performer and a professor." ”

"What about me?" Teng Shuyue blinked, and saw in the rearview mirror that his face was red, and he couldn't help but smile, "Isn't there a special arrangement?"

"I have to ask Mr. Qian again. ”

"What about the trip, are you interested in accompanying me to go shopping?" Teng Shuyue sent Zhao Zihe the location where he arrived here, and told him by the way that he had encountered a half-breed little fresh meat.

After a while, Zhao Zihe's reply came back, envy, jealousy, hatred, and complaining.

"You know how terrible Xiao Jiang is, he actually told the workers that the floor and stairs must be paved today and tomorrow, and the workers came to complain to me, and the electricity and water changes in the house are still messy and have not been completed. ”

"Then add money. Teng Shuyue also shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly, "When the money is in place, everything will come up at a speed." ”

"Are you driving with me?" Zhao Zihe sneered.

"What are you talking about?" Teng Shuyue frowned, "By the way, I've been thinking about what to do in the future for a while, the plans we said before are too ambitious, and they can't be completed in seconds, so I still plan to find something to do for myself, let's talk about it again." ”

"You know, you're used to the busy days on the set, and it's a little overwhelming to take a break for a while, right? Zhao Zihe sneered: "If I am allowed to go on vacation every day, I will definitely be too late to be happy, my brother's old pickpocket, I can't wait for me to soak in the company every day, and he will hide by himself!"

"Fairy, if you stand in my position, you will know that a day without work means a sense of insecurity, and only when you are busy can you think about nothing. ”

Teng Shuyue thought that when she was filming crazy a few years ago, she was forced to repay her debts at that time, but she really didn't think about it for herself, and now she has less than two years left to live, but she wants to do a lot of things, but she doesn't know where to start for a while.

Of course, Zhao Zihe understands her, but she can't do it for her, so she can only say: "Xiao Jiang still looks very reliable, you don't have to worry too much here, you can go by yourself, relax and think about what to do next, anyway, I will fully support it!"

With Zhao Zihe's words, I have a bottom in my heart. Teng Shuyue gradually ignored the trivial matters in China, and spent the next whole day concentrating on the program arranged for her by Teacher Qian, and the concentration was comparable to dealing with the Spring Festival Gala.

This exchange meeting also has a bit of a national level, a little bit of friendly exchange year, so many artists from the two countries are invited to attend, and Mr. Qian, as a big bull in the guzheng industry, is naturally also invited, and she will also have a performance.

This piece "Battle Typhoon" is very difficult, she has not practiced for a long time, but when the fingers are wrapped around the tortoiseshell prosthetic, she seems to have found a long-lost feel, the wrist and fingers are like having muscle memory, prioritizing on the zither, every stroke is like retrieving childhood memories, and the state is rushing.

After a night's rest, she met with Mr. Qian the next morning and drank coffee, she remembered several techniques of the guzheng, and before the dessert was finished, she couldn't help but pull Mr. Qian over to explain to her.

Teacher Qian is almost sixty years old today, and has been committed to folk music education all these years, and is used to wearing a national style trouser and long shirt all year round, which has a unique charm and makes people unconsciously respect.

"I don't have time to practice during this time, look at the stiff fingers. ”

Teacher Qian sat on the sofa and casually glanced at her problem, Teng Shuyue was full of confusion when she heard it, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "It's a little negligent, but I will definitely practice diligently when I have time in the future." ”

"Are you really not going to film?" When she was a child, Mr. Qian always thought that she would be admitted to the Conservatory of Music and continue to study music and folk music, but it was not until something happened at home that she signed an acting company and went to the film school, and she really said goodbye to the folk music aspect, but she herself is still very committed to promoting folk music, and she has a love for this aspect.

"The world is so big, there are always other things worth pursuing, and ......"

Speaking of this, the corners of Teng Shuyue's eyes darkened, and he stopped what he didn't say later.