In the airport waiting hall, it is very lively, all kinds of people have, the plane of this period has become a common means of transportation, just like the green train, it has been popularized, children go out to school in the next city, you can take a plane, all kinds of short-distance and long-distance routes, densely intertwined on the map, at the same time, the price of the plane in this period is extremely low, even if it is a poor family, it is completely easy to pay for a ticket.

Qin Hao bought the ticket online early, because he was too excited, he came too early, and after getting the ticket smoothly, from the excitement at the beginning, to the end he was bored sitting on the seat, eating snacks and looking around.

Whenever a large group of flight attendants chattered from a distance, Qin Hao would look very seriously, as if admiring a piece of handicrafts, looking like a pig brother, which made the primary school students next to him disgusted.

It's a pity that Qin Hao didn't have any consciousness at all, and occasionally, he made a grimace at the elementary school student next to him.

In this way, time passed slowly, the primary school students around them had already left, and the flight attendants had come and gone for countless waves, and in the end, even the spirit of playing treasure was gone, looking at the passengers who came in advance, some of them were chatting with others, some were looking at their mobile phones or computers, and some were sleeping.

Qin Hao sadly found that there was no one to talk about chatting, forget the mobile phone, sleep, such a great thing is not controlled.

After sitting for a long time, I was tired, so I simply walked around carrying things.

He didn't have much to bring with him when he went out this time, so he carried a small backpack, carried the guitar that had accompanied him since he was a child, and habitually hummed a little song and walked around.

With the passage of time, this guitar has also changed from smooth at the beginning to an object full of traces, but because Qin Hao has taken good care of it, it can still make a crisp sound.

After walking a short distance, he actually saw a musician playing the guitar, judging from his expression, he was very fascinated, judging from his movements, he was very skillful, judging from his dress, he was very professional, and when he got closer, it was nothing.

The guitarist, who was playing affectionately, with a floral bandana on his head, a denim suit and perfect flip-flops, looked like a hippie, but at this time he was indulging in the music, and he did not realize that there was an extra listener, and the only one.

After staying for a long time, Qin Hao was a little disappointed, he couldn't say that he didn't play well and was grandstanding, but he really didn't have any feelings, and he was about to leave.

As a result, at this time, the pretentious guitarist opened his affectionate eyes, which made Qin Hao embarrassed to leave, after all, he was just an audience, so he gave people a little encouragement.

As a result, before Qin Hao could say something encouraging, the guitarist looked around, and finally, his eyes fell on Qin Hao, he stared at Qin Hao indignantly, gritted his teeth and said, "Smash, smash the field?"

Qin Hao was stunned for a long time before he remembered that he was also carrying a guitar, he was a little aggrieved, it was better to go there directly, what is the matter!

Looking at the rock appearance and exaggerated expression, the hippie who was about to fight hard if he didn't agree at this time was like an old hen who was guarding her cubs.

He tried his best to show a kind smile, and said stiffly, "You play so well, I happen to be able to play this song, why don't we play it together, I can't play well, you can give me more advice." ”

In fact, Qin Hao had already scolded in his heart: Lao Tzu is so handsome, do you need to use your strength to smash your field, Lao Tzu relies on his face, face!!

But this is just thinking about it in his heart, for this hippie who is inexplicably hostile to him, Qin Hao decided to give him a fatal blow at the spiritual level.

Sure enough, when the hippie heard this, he said proudly, "Of course, I am also well-known in the music industry, and I like to guide the younger generations the most, music, it needs fresh blood injection." ”

Qin Hao gritted his teeth and smiled, "Yes, yes, yes." ”

I have been playing the guitar for more than ten years, not to mention the level of a master, but this hippie is too annoying, which arouses Qin Hao's competitiveness.

"If you play too badly, don't say I'm driving people, ah. The hippie added.

Qin Hao continued to smile, and nodded in cooperation like a chicken.

"Say it in advance, I can only talk to you about one tune, and ......"

Qin Hao has already taken out the guitar behind him and tuned the tone, he has never seen anyone more nagging than himself, but since it is a blow to others, let's tolerate some of his shortcomings.

Qin Hao slowly closed his eyes, and when he played the first note, he had completely integrated into his music, warm, like the afternoon sun, which was pleasant.

At this moment, Qin Hao could feel the joys, sorrows and sorrows of the surrounding crowd, using the music frame as a bridge, crossing the distance of space, reaching the bottom of people's hearts.

At this moment, Qin Hao's mind was extraordinarily calm, and he perfectly integrated the many emotions of the surrounding crowd into his music, no more, no less, just right.

The surrounding crowd unconsciously began to move closer to Qin Hao, even the children who were playing began to become solemn, and people were affected by his music, an inexplicable infectiousness, wandering in the crowd.

At this moment, Qin Hao was the protagonist in the field, radiant, in the crowd, some people applauded unconsciously, and then, everyone was driven, and people followed the beating of the notes, echoing the beat.

Qin Hao's fingers are like elves, jumping on the guitar, smart and cheerful, he is completely intoxicated, he has a special understanding and feelings for music, when the music is played, his soul is completely integrated into it, which makes people fascinated and unable to extricate themselves.

The end of a song.

As Qin Hao's fingers stopped moving, as he slowly opened his eyes, after a short silence, the crowd burst into applause and cheers, and they were excited for this great art.

In the field, only one person looked out of place, the hippie raised his finger tremblingly, choked up and said, "You, you, really came to smash the field, am I so famous, you are changing ways to ruin my reputation." ”

However, his voice alone was very small, and he was suppressed under the sound of cheers, but Qin Hao still noticed him, looking at his mouth shape, Qin Hao's head was full of black lines, and in an instant, the pleasure of indulging in music disappeared.

Qin Hao blackened his face and quickly walked through the crowd, never wanting to deal with this extremely narcissistic guy anymore.

Looking at Qin Hao, who was getting farther and farther away, the hippie was still muttering alone, "Run away after the fight, despicable, I must be impressed by my talent, I feel that no matter how hard I try, I can't see the reality clearly." ”

Of course, Qin Hao couldn't hear it, at this time, a beautiful female voice sounded in the waiting hall, shouting: Passengers going to Qufu, please pay attention...

Hearing this shout of thousands of waits, Qin Hao was in a good mood, taking cheerful steps, full of joy.

The plane slowly rose off on the smooth runway, the people and things on the ground, getting smaller and smaller, as the plane continued to rise, and finally flew through the clouds, the sun appeared clearly above the clouds, and the sun seen on the ground was completely different.

Through the window of the plane, Qin Hao saw a different sun from the ground, he couldn't help but think of that strange experience, like a dream, he suddenly felt in his heart, Qufu, there may be a story waiting for him, and the protagonist is himself.