Chapter 102: Whose Life Was Adorned?
The noise rang in the office for an unknown amount of time, and I withdrew my gaze from the window, pressed the mixed thoughts in my head, and picked up the phone.
"Hey."
"Miss Fu, there is a young lady named Xiaoyu who said that she wants to see you, do you want to bring her in?" On the other end of the phone, the secretary's voice was respectful.
I secretly thought that he was an assistant to Huo Cen Ye, and one of the members of Huo Czen Ye's eponymous band, Dawn, and was a drummer. Recently, when I was in and out of Horzen's night studio, I inevitably met her twice, although there was never a conversation, and it could only be regarded as acquaintances.
"Okay, please let her in."
Two minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and I tried to adjust my mood and smiled at a fresh and clean girl who walked in, "Please take a seat." β
"Sister Qingyu, this is what Dawn asked me to bring you." Xiao Yu handed me something, I opened it to see that it was the sheet music I handed to Huo Cen Ye in the morning, and there were one or two traces of modification on it.
"Dawn told you to finish the rest of the bars and show it to him when the whole piece is finished."
I was surprised," he said...... Agree with my tune? He actually agrees with my philosophy? β
"I think so." Xiao Yu smiled and blinked, "He held your music bullet for most of the day this morning, look at his appearance...... Although I dare not say that it is to his liking, it should not be repulsive. β
I nodded, "That's a rarity." Okay, I'll finish as soon as possible. β
"Hmm. By the way, Sister Qingyu, are you free tonight. β
"I guess it's okay, what's wrong?"
"Daily practice." She replied, "Dawn said you need to write more about the dark night and practice more, so I want to take you to a place tonight to add some feeling through the scene and stimulate your creation." β
"It's dark night again?" I couldn't help but roll my eyes, "Huo's style of music is really eternal." β
Xiao Yu smiled mischievously, "Yes, Dawn's songs do have a lot of dark and lonely parts, so even if the theme is not dark night, this kind of music will be used from time to time, so it doesn't hurt to practice more." What's more, he once said that Leonardo da Vinci has thousands of exercise books about eyes, Sister Qingyu, have you heard of it? β
"Huh?" I'm confused.
Xiao Yu smiled, and there was some admiration between her words, "It's about the depiction of all kinds of eyes, as well as the nose, mouth, etc., Da Vinci has accumulated thousands of exercise books, like a database, this is a kind of accumulation in ordinary times, if we can usually accumulate enough pieces, we won't be overstretched when we really compose music." β
The rich second generation of gentlemen would have such an understanding? It's amazing. I chuckled and quipped, "I can't see it, he's quite connotative." β
"Yes, Dawn herself usually has this habit, and she will ask us to develop such a habit, so ......" Xiao Yu tilted her head and chuckled.
"I see." I nodded knowingly, "That said, I'm afraid there will be this kind of daily practice in the future, right?" β
She smiled softly.
"Okay." I accept my fate, since Young Master Huo has not objected to my tune for the first time, it is better for me not to touch his scales, "Then, see you in the evening." β
"Well, I'll see you in the evening, Sister Qingyu."
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In fact, there is no shortage of people in the world who like dark nights.
Some people like the silence of the night, revealing an unpredictable psychedelic charm; Some people like the peace of the night, and they are more able to calm down and sort out their thoughts than during the day; Others like the taste of the darkness to the extreme, which can make people escape from the hustle and bustle, even for a moment.
But the simple infatuation with a dark and gloomy person like Horzen is really incomprehensible to me. However, it also makes me believe to a certain extent that there are really all kinds of quirks in the world.
At half past four in the morning, I dragged my tired body that had not slept all night and went home.
As I approached my door, a familiar car slowly drove up and stopped outside my house, and I got out of the car and looked at the figure coming out of the silver-gray car - it was Si Tianzhe.
"What are you ......" he was visibly stunned when he saw me.
I smiled faintly, "Good morning." β
He stepped closer and looked at my somewhat sunken eyes in surprise, "You...... Haven't slept all night? β
I chuckled and blinked my dry eyes, "It's all to blame on that old man Leonardo da Vinci, who had nothing to draw an exercise book about eyes, and I had to follow his example." β
Hearing the avoidance in my words, Si Tianzhe's face sank, "Is it that Huo Cen night?" How dare he let you compose music all night......"
"Alright." Capturing the flickering cruelty in his eyes, I reassured, "Actually, it's a good way to inspire your creations through scenes." Besides, I'm already grateful to him," I smiled, and couldn't help but quip, "he just likes the night, and doesn't like the dawn, the dawn, the dusk, or anything by the way, otherwise wouldn't I have to stay in the middle of nowhere all day?" β
Looking at my smile, he twisted his eyebrows slightly, slowly raised his hand to touch my eyes, and seemed to sigh silently, "You ......"
The warm fingertips gently brushed my eyebrows, and I couldn't help but close my eyes, feeling extremely tired, "By the way, why did you come here so early?" β
"Day three." He was brief.
"Huh?" I opened my eyes.
"I was going to take you for a morning run every three days, but now ......," he approached and kissed me on the closed eye.
I smiled silently, "It seems that I should really be grateful to that little young master Huo." β
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Entering the house, quietly passing through the living room, Si Tianzhe sent me into the room.
"I'll pour you a glass of milk and get some good sleep."
"Hmm." I nodded obediently, just because my mind was so difficult.
He closed the door and went out, and I turned and walked to the window to close the curtains, and when I looked back, I caught a glimpse of a blue box sitting quietly on the desk in front of the window.
After a moment's hesitation, I slowly opened it, and through the hazy and subtle light, for the first time, I looked at this one-of-a-kind bottle in such detail, indeed, it was a work of art in itself.
The crown-shaped cap is made of all-crystal and elegantly sits elegantly at the top. The shimmering silver chain is engraved with subtle patterns and winds down from the mouth of the bottle, elegantly encircling the tulip-shaped bottle, which is completely modeled after a tulip, with clusters of petals carved delicately and clearly.
However, the highlight of the design is that under the vigorous corolla-shaped bottle, the long crystalline stems are ethereal and slender, which brings out the realistic appearance of tulips as a whole, and the round base makes it look like a tulip-shaped goblet, which is elegant and moving.
Holding the "flower stem", I couldn't help but gently lift it, like holding a goblet, gently shaking the dazzling mellow fragrance in the cup, and like a new flower picked up, which is heartbreaking.
I lost my attention, reflecting the indigo morning light as soft as silk outside the window, and the perfume in the bottle swayed like a light mist, and I suddenly noticed between the light and shadow.
On the inner wall of the crystal bottle, there is a line of blurry small characters, which looks closely, it is a line of flower-style English.
βThe.favor.of.my.lifeγβ