Chapter 105: I only hear his voice, but I don't see his people

On February 1, the Gregorian New Year, that is, at 9 a.m. on December 16 of the Lunar New Year, Zhilu officially opened. This speed is very fast, and Chen Yaoyang has put a lot of effort into it to shorten the renovation period.

Previously, the Chen family opened an antique shop in the "snow" and the monk's family fought in the ring. On the first day of the opening of Zhilu, half of the people in Yanjin City went to see the excitement, and the road leading to the "snow" villa group was crowded.

Finally arrived at the "snowland", and saw a few big men guarding the door of the house, and when I asked, I knew that the admission ticket was 1 million, and the people who watched the excitement were dumbfounded. The honest man left in a daze, and the bold ones scolded in the snow, saying that the Chen family was crazy for money.

Because there were too many people scolding, the bodyguards guarding the door didn't dare to reply, so they just pretended not to hear.

At half past nine in the morning, some friends from the business community came, they had communicated with Chen Jiashan in advance, and knew the mystery, so they all took out their cards and swiped 1 million to enter, including Cao Zhiqi.

Later, two bigwigs from the Yanjin antique world also came, one was named Feng Wenwen and the other was called Shi Fei. These two are human spirits, although they don't know the mystery, they don't hesitate to brush 1 million into it. They think that the Chen family is the richest man in Yanjin, and they can't do anything disqualified. Since it costs 1 million to let you in, the cost inside must be worth 1 million, otherwise the Chen family can't afford to lose this face.

When I entered the Zhilu, I saw that it was really elegant and comfortable, and Bao Wen Zhai was two styles, and it was not lost like Bao Wen Zhai. I just searched the entire Zhilu, and I didn't see a single antique.

Feng He and the others wondered in their hearts, they didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the old man of the Chen family.

At this time, the sound of music sounded from the hall on the first floor, and it turned out that the popular singer Chen Xiaoqian was going to sing. A platform had already been erected in the hall.

Feng Wenyan hurriedly pulled when to fly down, and the two of them each found a place to sit down in the audience and listen to Chen Xiaoqian sing.

Chen Xiaoqian sang two songs on stage and left, one was "Tick", and the other was "Fifteenth Moon". Listening to it live and listening to it on TV is really different, and everyone patted their hands swollen.

At this time, someone went up and closed the curtain on the stage, and someone lowered the blinds around the hall. The light inside dimmed, but after all, it was daytime, and if you looked closely, you could still see the faces of the neighbors.

Everyone didn't know what would happen next, and they all whispered, guessing what the old man of the Chen family was doing.

At this moment, there was a slight sound in the hall, very beautiful, and it seemed to be nothing, and everyone pointed their ears to listen. The voice is like a spirit, and when someone comes to hear it, it hides and no one listens, and it tickles the itch in your heart.

Most of the people here are entrepreneurs, they don't know the rhythm of music, but they are unconsciously attracted by the sound of the piano, they forget to speak, and they forget where they are. It's really an endless journey and endless scenery.

I was aroused by the sound of the piano, sometimes joyful, sometimes sad, sometimes angry, sometimes peaceful. Those old things that have long been forgotten are recalled again under the instigation of the sound of the piano, and some questions that cannot be solved seem to have answers under the inspiration of the sound of the piano.

The expressions on everyone's faces are different. The same sound may sound to you like a morning bell, but to me it is a twilight drum, to you it is a withered vine, but to me it is a faint crow. It's always where you care most. It makes your heart unconsciously move with the sound of the piano, forgetting what this body is.

For a long time, the sound of the piano was silent, and the hall was silent. Then the blinds were drawn, the curtain opened, and the hall was bright, and when there was no one on the stand. At this moment, one of the people in the seat suddenly screamed, said a few words to the neighbor, stood up and rushed out. Everyone didn't know why.

The man next to him said: "Li Dong just told me that he lost a very important contract, and the sound of the piano made him remember where he put the contract, and rushed home to get it." ”

A sentence is like throwing a stone into still water, stirring a piece. There was a lot of talk in the crowd.

One said: "I also remembered a past. ”

One said, "Me too." ”

Someone said: "I seem to be crying, it's a shame." ”

Another said: "I cried too, what's so shameful about this." In short, the sound of the piano is magical. ”

Only then did everyone think of the person who played the piano, and they all said, "Who is this who is playing the piano? Even those of us who don't understand music get drunk. ”

and no one answered.

Cao Zhiqi took out his mobile phone and said, "Quiet, quiet, I'll call and ask Brother Jiashan." ”

Feng Wenwen said: "Today, Zhilu opened for the first time, why is Dong Chen not here?"

Cao Zhiqi was holding his mobile phone and didn't care to answer him.

An entrepreneur next to him said: "This Zhilu was opened by Chen Jiashan's father, Mr. Chen Yang, and Chen Jiashan is busy with the company's listing, no matter what is idle here." ”

Feng Wenwen said: "Oh, I see, thank you brother for solving my doubts." ”

At this time, Cao Zhiqi's phone rang.

"Brother Jiashan, I heard someone playing the guqin in Zhilu today, and I cried and laughed when I played it, like crazy. I want to ask, who played this piano, and will there be a chance to hear it again in the future?"

“……”

"What? What did you say?"

“……”

"Your old father played it, you didn't lie to me, did you?"

“……”

"Have you ever heard him play the piano?"

“……”

"Haven't heard of it? Then I think you're mistaken. It can't be your old father's play. We've been dating for decades, and I've never heard of my uncle playing the guqin. How did you become a guqin master overnight, this is too. ”

“……”

"What? Believe it or not? Don't hang up. Listen to me, hey, hey. ”

Everyone looked at each other, and one said, "Did Mr. Chen Yang play it?"

Cao Zhiqi said: "Chen Jiashan said so, but I don't believe it. ”

One said: "I don't believe it either, I've never heard that Chen Jiashan's father can play the piano." ”

One person said: "This piano art can't be practiced without decades of hard work." ”

When Fei said: "There are more people who have played the guqin for decades, and I'm afraid there is no one who plays like this." This can be called Xianle. ”

Everyone chimed in: "Xianle, Xianle." ”

At this time, I saw a young man come up to the stage, take the microphone and say: "Uncles and uncles, don't guess anymore, the one who just played the piano is my grandfather, Mr. Chen Yang." After playing the piano, he left. ”

Feng Wenwen said, "Who is this child?"

Cao Zhiqi said: "This is Chen Yaoyang, the second son of Chen Jiashan. ”

Feng Wenwen nodded and said, "Oh, it turned out to be him." ”

But he said in his heart: "It is said that Chen Jiashan has two stupid sons, one is named Chen Yaoyang and the other is Chen Yaoming, who was later cured by his father Chen Yang, it seems that the rumors are true." This Chen Yang is really a magical person. There must be something extraordinary about this knowledge, but there are no antiques in the house, but I don't know where the extraordinary is?"