Friday, July 25, 4 p.m.

Chen Wen walked out of a piano factory on the outskirts of Shanghai and exhaled.

The young overseer next to him politely followed, "If you just want to make that kind of mini piano, there is also a subsidiary under our group that specializes in the production of children's pianos, and I can take you to learn about it if I have time." ”

"Are you free for the evening? I'll treat you to a meal, and by the way, I'll be able to get in touch with you, and maybe I'll be able to go there in the evening. ”

Chen Wen shook his head: "I'm sorry, I have something to do in the future, go to the children's piano, I'll trouble you next time." ”

"Okay." The young overseer smiled nonchalantly, "Then I'll send you off, just say it in advance if you come next time." ”

Chen Wen was sent to the parking lot, got into a temporarily rented car, and went to Jiang Qiuyi's conservatory.

Originally, he set the time to visit the piano factory on the 28th, but it turned out that it was the time when Jiang Qiuyi was going to go to the piano exhibition.

Chen Wen thought at first that he didn't need to go, after all, he didn't know anything about the piano, but Jiang Qiuyi obviously insisted on pulling him.

Coupled with the all-weather production in the past few days, the progress is much faster than he originally thought, so he simply set to visit here this afternoon to learn the principles of piano production and the materials needed.

This time it was all about preparing for Jiang Qiuyi's birthday in October.

Of course, with his ability and energy by hand, it is impossible to make a normal piano in two or three months.

So his goal was just a handmade mini piano, the kind that could be played.

If all goes well, there should be plenty of time based on the production process as we know it today.

If I can go to the factory that specializes in children's pianos next time, I might be able to shorten my production time.

Tonight, though, he clearly had more important things to do.

On July 25th, the summer piano performance of the Shanghai Conservatory of Music will be held in the auditorium in the east of the Academy.

Jiang Qiuyi asked him for a ticket for a regular seat, and ordered him to go to see her outstanding performance on stage tonight.

If he could, Chen Wen preferred to sit on the sofa in the rented piano room, and enjoy the piano music played by Jiang Qiu alone.

However, sitting in the middle of a large audience and watching your girlfriend play is a different experience.

Once in a while, it's not bad.

Driving to the vicinity of the Conservatory, Chen Wen found a small restaurant to deal with the two of them, and received Jiang Qiuyi's WeChat.

My dear little girlfriend: Where's it? Have you come here?

Chen Wen: I'm eating, I'll come over after eating.

My dear little girlfriend: I went backstage to prepare, and I had to change my clothes and makeup.

My dear little girlfriend: Your seat is in the B3 area, and you can find it by going straight through the door on the east side of the auditorium.

My dear little girlfriend: My seat is next to you, and my bag is there.

My dear little girlfriend: That position should just be able to see the front of the piano on stage, remember to help record it when I play~

Chen Wen: Well, you go and prepare.

After eating the yellow braised chicken rice on the table, Chen Wen finished paying and walked into the conservatory not far away.

Because of the piano performance, there are many more people in the school today than the other day.

Chen Wen walked in the crowd and immediately attracted the attention of many girls and children.

When he went to the door to line up for a ticket, a blushing girl came to him to ask for WeChat.

It's troublesome.

Chen Wen missed Jiang Qiuyi a little, if she was by her side, there wouldn't be so many things.

Or just customize a piece of clothing, print "have a girlfriend" on the front, and print "without WeChat" on the back.

It feels like it's going to be a lot more convenient.

After checking the tickets along the line, Chen Wen walked into the slightly dimly lit auditorium hall.

The space inside is large, divided into two floors, and it is said that about 5,000 people can sit at the same time.

According to the signs on the road, Chen Wen found his seat very smoothly, and on the right seat was the brown bag that Jiang Qiu had brought out in the morning.

It was almost half past five, and the audience was arriving from the outside one after another.

There are students and teachers from our school, as well as parents who come in to visit after getting their tickets for delivery.

This kind of performance, if there is no activity credit award, probably only people who know each other will come to see it.

But even then, it was difficult to fill the entire auditorium.

In these years, there are fewer and fewer people who are willing to calm down and enjoy a piece quietly.

Not to mention that tonight's piano performance, which lasts at least four hours, is just a carnival for a small group of people.

If it weren't for Jiang Qiuyi, Chen Wen probably wouldn't have the idea to come here.

Isn't it fragrant to do crafts at home?

"Huh? You're Qiuqiu's boyfriend, right? A gentle voice came from the side.

Chen Wen turned his head to look and saw an ordinary girl leaning over the seat on the right to rummage for something.

Because the light was a little dim, Chen Wen didn't recognize who she was: "Are you?" ”

"I'm Qiuqiu's violin partner, I just met it a few days ago." The ordinary girl found what she wanted to take from her bag, straightened up and pulled her hair, looked at Chen Wen and said with a smile.

"Uh-oh." Chen Wen nodded and gestured to the senior sister, "Hello." ”

"It's only half past five, are you going to go backstage to see Qiuqiu? She should be putting on makeup by now. "Ordinary girls can say.

Chen Wen thought for a moment, got up and said, "Then I'm bothering you." ”

Following the ordinary girl all the way through the audience, Chen Wen walked into the backstage.

Because the weather is very hot, and the boys on stage have to wear suits and leather shoes, the backstage has to be air-conditioned very much.

Chen Wen, who was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt, subconsciously touched his arm, and it took a while to get used to it.

The backstage hall is very spacious, and the people who have been cleaned up sit together in twos and threes, either chatting or silently adjusting.

Chen Wen was led to the dressing room by ordinary girls, and after pushing the door in, he saw Jiang Qiuyi, who was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror and being served by a female makeup artist.

Jiang Qiuyi was wearing a white coat at this time, and a thin blanket was covered on his legs, so he couldn't tell what he was wearing.

Seeing Chen Wen from the mirror, Jiang Qiuyi's eyes couldn't help but light up, but the makeup artist's sister was operating on her face, and she didn't dare to move, so she could only stretch out a white arm and wave to him.

Chen Wen walked to the side, and Jiang Qiuyi held his right hand, which was pulled to her lap and kneaded carefully.

"How did you get in?" Because he was putting on makeup, Jiang Qiu bothered his face and winked at Chen Wen happily.

"Your senior sister helped bring it in." Chen Wen said, the ordinary girl next to him took a stool and handed it over, and he took it and thanked the ordinary girl.

"You talk slowly, and I won't get involved." The ordinary girls saw their greasy appearance, and immediately quit the dressing room.

If she continued to stay inside, she was afraid that she would explode later.