When the performance hall of Yongyun Music Hall staged "Xinliang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai", Li Xinqin had already helped her grandmother to the backstage.

Backstage, her assistant was already waiting there, holding her grandmother's favorite Fuxi-style guqin in his hand.

"Xinqin, you said that my performance on stage can really help me find the?"

Her grandmother Wu Fen said a little nervously.

"Grandma, most of the audience here are people who like classical music, and there are also media reporters and music critics present. You go on stage and play a song "God-Sent Relationship", and then I can naturally ask them to help you find your soulmate. Li Xinqin said.

"You say, you can't find it on a radio show, just by playing a song on this stage?" said Wu Fen, who seemed a little reluctant to play on stage.

"Grandma. Li Xinqin took her grandmother's hand, "I know you're nervous, don't be afraid, your granddaughter and I will also accompany you on the court, you just focus on playing the piano, I'll say it." ”

"Then you can go on stage and say it yourself, why do you want grandma to go up and lose face. Grandma is such an old person, and she is still on stage, how embarrassing. Her grandmother said disagreeingly.

"Grandma!" Li Xinqin began to be coquettish, "I heard my mother say that grandma was the pillar of the art troupe when she was young, and she often performed on stage, and when she got on stage, there was thunderous applause at the bottom." Your granddaughter and I always dream of seeing grandma on stage. ”

"You, you, you will say sweet things to coax your grandma. Her grandmother laughed, and then sighed again, "Alas, at that time, I really loved to go on stage, and I was young and eager for applause and longing for others, but where will grandma have the same style as before." I don't feel comfortable now at the thought of going on stage, with so many pairs of eyes staring at me. ”

"Then I'll go to the battlefield for my grandmother. Li Xinqin said with a smile, she didn't want to embarrass her grandmother.

She took the guqin from the assistant's hand, she learned to play the guqin with her grandmother when she was very young, and after returning to Zhanshen, she practiced with her grandmother for a few more days, so now she can barely play the song "Heavenly Bond".

"Can you be alone?" Wu Fen seemed a little uneasy, in her heart, Li Xinqin would always be the little girl who didn't grow up, as if if she didn't pay attention to it, this little girl who didn't grow up would get into trouble.

"I'm afraid I can't do it alone. Li Xinqin put on an aggrieved expression.

"Then I'll accompany you on stage. Wu Fen finally compromised.

"I knew that my grandmother loved me the most. Li Xinqin hugged her grandmother with one hand, "Grandma, when this "New Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai" performance is over, it will be our turn to play." ”

"You accompany me outside to breathe first, I'm afraid I'll be nervous when I go on stage. ”

"Yes, Grandma!"

Li Xinqin handed the guqin back to the assistant next to her, and walked out of the backstage with her grandmother's hand, and her assistant followed closely with the guqin.

There is a lake near the Yongyun Music Hall, the lampposts by the lake are numerous, under the light, the lake surface is sparkling, the lake is called "Shenyue Lake", it is a scenery at night in Zhanshen City, there are many citizens by the lake or strolling or chatting and flirting.

Zhang Xiaobei, who had sold tickets, had nowhere to go, so he walked to the Shenyue Lake near the music hall, where he planned to wander around for a while, enjoy the scenery of the lake, and chant poems for a while by the way.

Zhang Xiaobei faced the lake and put up a poem, but after a few words of poetry, he was disturbed by the continuous noise around him.

It's better to just walk around.

Zhang Xiaobei gave up the idea of writing poems and lyrics, and followed the pedestrians to walk by the lake, the night breeze blowing in his face, cool but not cold.

There is a lot of traffic by the lake, so some people put up a speaker here, set up a microphone, take a guitar and sell it, and they will also put an open guitar case in front of them, and many onlookers will throw some banknotes into the guitar box, which is considered a reward.

Zhang Xiaobei also squeezed into the crowd of onlookers, he saw that there were still a lot of banknotes in the guitar box, it seems that selling songs can also make a little money, but unfortunately he doesn't understand the guitar as an instrument, and he has to spend some time studying it in the future.

There is also a stall selling guitar not far away, and the onlookers at this stall are not as many as guitar singing, Zhang Xiaobei walked over, and from a distance he heard that it was a double play of the erhu dong flute.

The erhu puller was wearing a black long coat, sitting on a quadrangular stool, wearing black sunglasses, and shaking his head with a string.

The person standing next to him was wearing a white coat and was playing the flute intently.

Black and white, yes.

Zhang Xiaobei couldn't help but smile.

He saw a black jar placed in front of the feet of the "black and white double evil", and someone in it put a lot of change, but it did not make as much money as selling guitars.

Zhang Xiaobei stood in the crowd of onlookers and listened for a while, and felt that they played well, so he took out a piece of five yuan and threw it in.

After a while, the crowd of onlookers gradually became fewer and fewer, and even fewer people gave money, and the white coat seemed not very satisfied with the money in the black jar, so he whispered a few words to the black coat, and then planned to pack up his tools and leave.

"This brother. Seeing that they were going to leave, Zhang Xiaobei immediately stepped forward and said to the white gown, "Can you lend me this flute in your hand?" ”

"You want to borrow a flute?" it was the first time that Bai Chang Coat had met someone who borrowed a flute from him when he was performing arts.

"Well, it's not a loan. Zhang Xiaobei added, "It's rent, I'll pay fifty yuan, can you rent this flute for me for an hour?" ”

"Rent?" said the white gown with some surprise.

"I'll tell you the truth, I'm actually a street performer, and I was in a hurry to go out today, and I forgot to bring my livelihood tools. Zhang Xiaobei said with a smile.

"You came out to make money selling at such a young age?"

"Well, life is hard. Taking advantage of the weekend to earn a little is a little. ”

"Then I'll lend you my flute for free, anyway, my friend and I are tired of performing, so take a break here, and be a listener for a while, and see how well you play the flute." The white coat said and handed the hole flute in his hand to Zhang Xiaobei,

After Zhang Xiaobei took it, he took out the money from his trouser pocket, counted fifty, and handed it to the white gown.

The white gown hurriedly waved his hand and refused, "No, no, I don't charge you money, I just said that I borrowed it for you for free." It's not easy for you to come out and perform at such a young age. ”

"Thank you so much. Zhang Xiaobei thanked.

The white gown put away the black jar on the ground and handed it to the black gown, and then said in Zhang Xiaobei's ear: "However, you have also seen that our income is not good tonight." As he spoke, he pointed to the Yongyun Music Hall not far away, "People who like to listen to ancient instrumental music tonight have gone inside to see the 'Prince of Xiaoyi', and I heard that there will be a major show in it tonight." So the income from your later performance may not be ideal. ”

"'Prince of Xiaoyi'?" Zhang Xiaobei looked thoughtfully at the unique building of the Yongyun Music Hall.