Life still goes on, every afternoon after school, Cheng Ran will walk up the stone road into a small courtyard with stone walls, the plane trees in the courtyard are bubbling with green leaves, the music of Qingyue will come from the piano room, and the sunset will be broken all over the ground.

After listening quietly outside the courtyard for a while, Cheng Ran walked into the piano room, the concert stopped temporarily, and Qin Xizhen and the others were in the room, looking at him with inquiring eyes.

Shanan Luomu would carry two bags of packed food from nearby restaurants into the piano room, and everyone would put a newspaper on a stone table under the plane tree in the courtyard outside, and spread out the lunch boxes one by one.

Cheng Ran also ate with them, there was only such an old stone table in the courtyard, there was only one stone bench left, the other three were nowhere to be found because of their age, and there was only the stubble of the year on the ground, so everyone crossed the sea with eight immortals to show their powers, and the only intact stool was Qin Xizhen, who was recognized as the future star of the future, Qin Xizhen was surrounded by a group of people, and initially proposed to let Cheng Ran sit, after all, he actually contributed the most.

Cheng Ran waved his hand, Qin Xizhen could only be surrounded by "seats", Ning Yuan spread out a cross-folded small horse zha that she carried with her, she sometimes performed outside, there was no seat backstage, and when she was tired, she held her guitar and sat on this small horse zha and waited for performances, which can be called an artifact. Liu Pei took an empty paint bucket and sat upside down, Shanan Luomu moved a big broken drum and moved half of his butt to Cheng Ran, and the two sat on the drum and had afternoon dinner on the stone table.

After eating, it is time to rest, outside this courtyard is a ten-step stone step, the terrain is climbing up the hill, next to it is a courtyard extending out of the fort, about seven or eight meters from the ground, Qin Xizhen blew the high stone surface of the fort clean, sat down, his legs were suspended in the air, Cheng Ran also sat next to her, this position just happened to see the mountain and sea city.

The International Tourism Festival is being held, the city is full of colorful flags, banners can be seen everywhere, road railings are painted with white paint, and the whole Shanhai City seems to be renewed, lively and festive.

If you look at the lakeside, you can see the other side of the lake is colorful, that is the starting field of the mountain bike race, the four-meter color mark is waving in the wind, and the 20-kilometer road around the lake from Dazu Temple to Caoba Slope has been set up as a race field, this afternoon, a pile of race bicycles are at the starting gun, rushing towards the track.

In the urban area, Shanhai City has invested more than 2,000 police forces, and most of the main roads have been subject to traffic control, government meetings to attract investment, and tourism fairs...... There are projects that go on every day.

At this point, a lot of people have begun to gather at the venue of the lantern festival.

It can be felt that the tourism festival was held very successfully, and the Shanhai Music Festival from the 13th to the 15th is even more eagerly awaited.

"It's this Friday for the music festival...... Cheng Ran said softly, "It's almost time to prepare." All that's left is to do everything you can to obey the destiny of heaven. ”

Cheng Ran knew that there was not much he could do, and at this time, such a large-scale music festival appeared, and many of the variables were beyond his control now. He can only hope that those songs that exist in his memory can still bloom their brilliance in this time and space, of course, this is also closely related to the performers, what kind of chemical reaction will Qin Xizhen have with these songs?

"I said I was so nervous that I didn't want to participate, do you believe it?" Qin Xizhen smiled, and immediately reached out and patted his hand, and said, "Lie to you! I have participated many times before, to be honest, when it comes to this kind of performance in public, I was a little nervous on stage for the first time, and then this nervousness was gone, I just felt that I tried my best to play music or sing." In this way, I am probably a natural singer. Maybe I'll be popular all over the country, maybe not!"

"Well, I think it's possible. Maybe you will really become an instant hit and go to the highest point, at that time, your life is completely different from now, maybe I can only look up to you at that time. ”

Maybe you're making history too. Every time he thinks like this, Cheng Ran has a vague sense of expectation.

Originally, it was a joke that she thought was funny, but Qin Xizhen frowned for the first time, and after thinking about it, she slanted Cheng Ran and said, "Are you worried that one day, your world and my world will be separated and distinct?"

"I'm just talking, don't forget the poor relatives in the corner when the time comes......"

Qin Xizhen said, "You think so much, it's not hot yet...... Maybe it's just my last madness, just a bubble, poof! It's gone, what should I do in the future, if you're a poor relative, I'll sleep under the road under the overpass, and when the time comes, don't forget to help me where to eat my next meal!"

"Can you still afford to get dressed?"

After Cheng Ran finished speaking, the atmosphere was silent for 0.05 seconds, and then Qin Xizhen pinched and beat him, and left another bruise on his arm and shoulder.

What are you talking about, you got this catastrophe!?

Looking at Qin Xizhen's gritted teeth, Cheng Ran felt a warm current in her heart, knowing that she was carefully erasing the discussion of the possible separation of future lives between the two parties in this way. It can even be said to maintain one's self-esteem.

The question is that shouldn't he be just a child in front of her, where does he have the self-esteem of a big man. In the past, Qin Xizhen Qin Xizhen called her, but she was counted by her, and she used her identity as a teacher to retaliate, but now this is not treating herself as a child?

But it's no wonder that Cheng Ran remembers when he sang those songs to Qin Xizhen in front of the hillside, and when he helped Qin Xizhen correct it recently, Qin Xizhen's respect from beginning to end may not be because of him, but for people who love music, music itself is the most respectable thing.

"We often sing and use our voices excessively, so my dad taught me a so-called foam sound method to recuperate my vocal cords, which is simply to raise my head and relax my face and throat, like you usually yawn, like mouthwash to shake your throat, so that the air flow in the chest reaches the larynx and vibrates and pronounces, like this......"

Then Qin Xizhen raised her head without any ladylike demeanor, "Helulu......" and made a series of foamy sounds, she laughed again, and said, "You try!"

Cheng Ran also drew a gourd in the same way, opened his mouth, but suddenly his lips were cold, it was Qin Xizhen's hand covering it, and something was thrown into her mouth.

This is a routine!

Cheng Ran looked at her with a shocked face, feeling the taste in his mouth spread, "What kind of poison did you have?...... Laughing and smiling?"

"One day of dismemberment!"

Qin Xizhen's right cheek was bulging, his hand waved, and his palm was a small bag of golden packaging, "I'm afraid of gaining weight, so I just have a small bag of stock, and I don't usually give it to others...... Isn't it delicious?"

Cheng Ran thought it was a throat lozenge, but he didn't expect the cool and oily taste in his mouth, but a strong fragrance.

It's chocolate.

"Sweet ......"

"Not bad. ”

......

March 12th. The Shanhai Music Festival opened.

At the opening ceremony, members of the Standing Committee of the Shanhai Municipal Party Committee, Deputy Mayor and Minister of the Propaganda Department delivered speeches one after another, expressing a successful outlook for the tourism festival, and also hoped that the Shanhai Music Festival would become a pioneer in China, and that the future Shanhai Music Festival would be bigger and bigger, and play a leading and guiding role in the domestic music field.

The opening ceremony was held simultaneously in all six venues, and the list of performing bands and singers for each day was indicated on the brochure that was freely available on the display board at the entrance of the venue, and this information was also displayed simultaneously on the display board at the entrance of each venue.

The festival starts at half past one and lasts until 9 p.m., in roughly 40-minute periods, with a different band and singer performing at each venue.

Of course, the main venue attracted the most attention. Tickets for the main venue, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people, were almost sold out, and the noise was the most intense.

Comparatively speaking, the five sub-venues can have a maximum of a few thousand people. But in fact, the scene still looks quite impressive, without the crowds of people in the main venue, but there is also an atmosphere of a small show.

Qin Xizhen and the band members were backstage in the No. 3 branch venue, and she did not compromise with Wang Zhonghua, so when she saw her list in the main venue, she was naturally eliminated, and the No. 3 branch venue was the position she could win with her connections. Second, it is impossible for Wang Zhonghua to target her on such a thing as the list of branch venues, so that for an old fox like him, it would be too revealing, and in fact, Wang Zhonghua seems that the main venue is the real focus of this Shanhai Music Festival. It is the main stage for all music critics, record companies, and the industry. The branch venues were all some miscellaneous bands coming over as a foil, and it was the leaders of Shanhai City who intended to make the whole music festival look huge.

In fact, the real main stage is still the main venue. The main venue has a large number of people, which can best form a cluster effect, and any good band singers can be known, and the branch venues are ...... Who really cares who goes to the branch venue, and the influence of the number of people is far from enough.

So if you can't go to the main venue, it basically means that it is impossible to be taken seriously.

The searchlight overhead shone directly from the stage, Qin Xizhen's performance was at half past seven in the evening, and it was actually a bit of a loss to go on stage at this time, because after all, a group of people were diverted for lunch, although the tickets for the branch venue were not expensive, DNA people may not buy tickets to come in and continue to watch the last two hours of the performance.

But because it was this time, Cheng Ran came over after school in the afternoon. Now that the burden is reduced across the country, Ma Weiguo, the principal of the city's No. 1 Middle School, had no choice but to respond to the call and announced that the evening self-study in the first and second years of high school could be canceled a few months before the end of the semester and added until the end of the semester.

So Cheng Ran still has time to come over. Qin Xizhen put on makeup, her eyeshadow was shiny, she was wearing a black sequined performance costume, her ball head was tied up, and the upper and lower eyeliners closed at the corners of her eyes to form an eyetail like ink calligraphy.

When a band in front left, when the host read the name Qin Xizhen, she nodded to Cheng Ran.

Then pick up the steps and take the stage.

On the left and right sides of the venue, a cluster of flood lamp posts cast dazzling light overhead onto the stage.

Qin Xizhen came to the stage amid the clamor of the crowd below. At this time, a more violent roar erupted in the distance.

That was the stage of the main venue.

It is also the real heart of the festival. There was a focus on the eyes and gaze of the music industry at this time, like a storm. And the branch venue where she appeared here is a corner away from this storm, as if it was a forgotten corner, and there are only one or two thousand people on the scene, probably all of them are cheap tickets to come in and join in the fun.

But Qin Xizhen was not discouraged, the band behind her was ready, and she came to the microphone with two cluster floodlights above her head. For a moment the room was quiet again, except for the occasional indecent boo, presumably because of her appearance.

She held the pole microphone with her hand, retracted her left hand to hold the guitar ear, her right hand stretched straight up to the sky, and her middle and index fingers were together, and she snapped her fingers.

Her eyes were cold and indifferent, as if she was already the queen who ruled the place.

In front of her are subjects who are eager to submit to her.

Subjects of the world of music.