Chapter 132: A Glimpse
Putting his hand in the pocket of his sweatshirt and trying to pinch himself to keep calm, Yan Qing inadvertently touched the pair of wireless earphones he had taken off earlier, and at this moment the speed of his brain was raised to the extreme.
said that it was too late and that was fast, and before Yan Qing waited, Su Jin's response had already sounded: "Shao Qing, are you busy over there?" ”
"Yuan'er, Mengmeng, what are you talking about with Jing'er?"
Raising her mobile phone, Shao Qing greeted Su Jian and the two of them affectionately, and she continued on the phone: "This will let our brother Qing communicate with you directly... Don't worry, he's very particular about things. ”
"What?"
"What?"
Su Jin and Gao Yuan, who stood up, asked in unison, they looked around suspiciously, and even Weng Huaijing, who was sitting upright, turned his head and cast a confused look.
Shao Qing, who didn't know what was going on, nodded at Yan Qing's back on the other side of the piano, and she was curious: "Yan Qing?" What was he doing, so focused. ”
"Yan Qing? Was he in the piano room all the time? What does that mean! ”
"Scumbag, he's definitely been eavesdropping on us!"
Su Jin and Gao Yuan looked for the direction of Shao Qingnu's mouth, and the two of them walked quickly around to the other side of the piano, and found that Yan Qingzheng had his eyes closed with a happy expression, his hands were held flat in front of the piano, and his ten fingers were jumping rapidly.
"What are you pretending, scumbag."
Gao Yuan rushed towards Yan Qing, looking at her posture and planning to push a scumbag.
"Xianlin, I'm sorry, wait a minute, I'll be fine right away... Wait a minute! Yuan'er, don't be impulsive. ”
Without much explanation, Shao Qing quickly stepped forward and hugged Gao Yuan, who was restless.
Even Weng Huaijing rolled up the sample and walked out slowly from behind the grand piano.
As a result, Yan Qing was still pushed by Gao Yuan to take half a step back to the right, and then he stopped his movements and turned his head to look at her in confusion.
"Gao Yuan, what did you say?"
The voice was a little louder, and soon Yan Qing realized something, smiled apologetically, and he reached out to take off the Bluetooth headset with in-ear noise cancelling design in his ear.
"I'm sorry, after chatting with Principal Deng and them just now, I had nothing to do for a while, and who just dropped a pair of headphones, and a few pieces of Biao Desey were playing in it, and I saw this Bösendorfer 290, and I couldn't hold back the itch for a while, so I stood here and played the piano."
The tone returned to normal, and when he spoke again, Yan Qing's expression was full of sincerity, and there was just the right amount of embarrassment.
"You're saying you've been wearing these headphones and pretending to play the piano here?"
Gao Yuanhu looked at the headphones in Yan Qing's hand suspiciously.
"This piano is still brand new, I haven't asked the owner, I can only live like this, anyway, there is a sound in the headphones, I won't play the wrong note."
After explaining, Yan Qing smiled calmly.
"You give me the headphones."
snatched the headphones from Yan Qing's hand, and after Gao Yuan took them with disgust, she looked the letter up and down suspiciously.
"It's really a piano piece..."
After saying that, Gao Yuan took off the headphones on one side, and she continued to look at Yan Qing defiantly: "Why should I believe you..."
"Yuan'er, is this the melody you hear now?"
Weng Huaijing sat down on the piano bench, she played a few sets of fragmented major chords, and she could vaguely hear some soothing warmth and tranquility in the melody.
"Oh, decent... How did you do that..."
Her eyebrows were frowning, and Gao Yuan, who didn't understand the rhythm of music, was obviously confused, and her confused eyes quickly wandered between Weng Huaijing, the piano, and Yan Qing: "It's broken for a while, and it can still match the rhythm in the headphones..."
"His hand shape is playing Debussy's "Moonlight."
The cold and concise reply failed to help Gao Yuan successfully solve her doubts, but Weng Huaijing got up directly and took a few steps back, she looked down at the sample magazine in her hand, and stopped making a sound.
"So what?"
Glancing blankly at Hui Weng Huaijing, Gao Yuan glanced at Shao Qing and Su Jin, who had entered the theater mode, and she was puzzled: "Do you both understand?" ”
"No, but I think you two are cute..."Su Jin smiled like a spring breeze.
"I just hung up the phone... I don't think I'll be busy for a while..."
After hurriedly speaking, Shao Qing narrowly squeezed his eyebrows at Weng Huai.
"Weng... Small grid... She just deliberately stuck in time, and directly skipped the more than forty seconds of pause in the middle..."
The ability to grasp the opportunity is not bad, Yan Qing took over in time: "As long as what you hear in your headphones is consistent with the song she plays, it can prove that I am not lying..."
Yan Qing pointed to the piano keys, and he stared at Weng Huaijing with a rare and generous gaze.
"Ge, I'd like to borrow it... Is it convenient? ”
Weng Huaijing's eyes closed slightly, which was regarded as a response.
Yan Qingzheng sat down, his hands couldn't wait to dance between the 97 black and white keys, the rhythm of his fingertips changing regularly with the emotions on his face.
When the keys are flying, the end of the action hits the hammer and knocks on the strings, and the Bösendorfer 290 loudspeaker roars, gurgling out a song "Moonlight".
The major chords express the warmth and tranquility of the moonlight, and several sets of irregular chords set off the mystery, and the melody renders a strong hazy artistic conception.
"It sounds exactly the same, it seems... Indeed, I blamed you for being wrong, scumbag..."
Although her mouth was hard, Gao Yuan listened for a while, and she took the initiative to step forward and stuff the headphones back into Yan Qing's sweatshirt pocket.
When he saw that it was good, he accepted it, and Yan Qing also calmly stopped playing.
He got up and looked around naturally, Weng Huaijing, who was wearing a plain white jumpsuit and wide-legged pants, was looking down at the cover of the magazine and thinking about something, and the light from the window reflected her beautiful side face was particularly delicate and lovely.
Silently suppressing the throbbing in his heart, Yan Qing fixed his gaze on this shocking glimpse.
For a long time, until Weng Huaijing could no longer ignore his gaze, Professor Weng glanced at Yan Qing lightly, and embarrassedly blocked the sample in his hand.
Yan Qing made subjective speculations without principle.
"Brother Qing, Ji Xianlin called to ask about the song, it is estimated that there is a temporary situation, and she wants to use the title song that we should come down with over there, she is very anxious, and she didn't wait for a long time..."
Leaning on the expensive Bösendorfer imperial grand piano, Shao Qing's attention was always wandering between Weng Huaijing and Yan Qing while talking, and she asked playfully: "The situation on our side was really a little chaotic just now, are you ready for the song you made for her?" ”
Hovering his hand over the keys again, Yan Qing continued to stare at Weng Huaijing's side face with warmth, and he replied to Shao Qing with dignity: "Do you want it now?" Then trouble Sister Qing, you can call her again. ”
Shao Qing picked up her mobile phone and was about to dial, as if she was thinking something, she asked casually: "Is the name set?" ”
"The name of this song is..."
Yan Qing, whose eyes were full of Weng Huai's expectation, replied in a deep voice: "SuddenlyISee! ”
Weng Huaijing raised his head when he heard this, and their eyes met again, and Yan Qing, who was unstoppable, did not give an inch.