After breakfast in the morning, Fang Yichen followed Zhao Lan to work, and when Yan Zhiwen saw her, he obviously had a smile on his face.

"Coming back? Hmph, you're really unorganized and undisciplined, you're about to set off, and you don't ask for leave......"

"Hey, wait, wait, Head Yan, didn't I ask Aunt Zhao to tell you, didn't she say it?" Fang Yichen turned his head to look at Zhao Lan behind him.

"I said it." Zhao Lan hurriedly explained, how could she not say such an important matter, on the first day Yaya left, she had already been cared about by the four big leaders in the group when she came to work, so she said at least four times about Yaya's return to her hometown.

"How can it be the same, how can this kind of thing make people take leave." Yan Zhiwen straightened his face.

"However, I'm not from your group, I'm just an ordinary person, and now ordinary people have to report to the organization if they want to go home?" Fang Yichen looked at him suspiciously.

Yan Zhiwen was immediately stuck, he really didn't have the right to this, and even the report shouldn't have been reported to him.

"Hmph, in short, since you participated in this performance, it means that our Chaoyang Art Troupe represents our entire Chaoyang Military Region, and we must be as strict with ourselves as everyone else." Yan Zhiwen can't say that she can only use big reasons to oppress people.

"Yes, yes, didn't I come back, don't worry, I promise not to go anywhere in the past two days, and it's not okay to let the organization go with me." Fang Yichen was already very experienced in coaxing old men and old ladies, so these words came out casually.

"Hmph, slippery head." Yan Zhiwen was a little nervous, and quickly turned around, "Let's go, let me see if your technique has regressed in the past few days." ”

"Okay." Fang Yichen immediately walked behind the buttocks of others.

"Hey!" Zhao Lan wanted to call the two people in front of her in the back, wasn't the practice of singing on the second floor, how did they go to the third floor, so should she follow or not.

Yan Zhiwen led Fang Yichen to the piano room, Fang Yichen raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that the technical regression that Captain Yan just said was not the singing technique, but the technique of playing the piano. That's a bit off-topic.

"Come on, let's play a section." Yan Zhiwen didn't say anything, and sat down on the stool, with a posture of listening attentively.

Fang Yichen didn't twist either, he directly pulled out the piano bench and sat down. After thinking about it, he reached for the keyboard and played the song "My Motherland and Me".

For a moment, there was no other sound in the piano room, and beautiful piano music resounded in every corner of the room.

Fang Yichen played very devotedly, she didn't have to read the score at all, because as long as she wanted to remember, the score was already in her brain, so what outsiders saw was a child, sitting straight in front of the piano, with her eyes closed, her head swaying around with the ups and downs of the music, and she was in at a glance.

When the song was finished, Yan Zhiwen applauded, "Okay!" "This child's piano voice is the same as her singing, the emotional penetration is very in place, it hits people's hearts, so that people can walk in and feel the emotions she wants to express when they listen to Meimei, this ability is very strong, and Meimei can make people feel shocked.

Fang Yichen stood up and bowed to the only audience, and said modestly: "It's not that good, I haven't been learning the piano for a long time, there are still many deficiencies, and I still need to practice more in terms of technique." ”

She does feel that compared with singing, she seems to have a little more talent in playing the piano, but after all, she has only studied for a few years, and she has been in contact for more than a month, and there is still a big gap between her and those pianists who really play well.

Yan Zhiwen nodded, very satisfied with her attitude, this child has some little pride but is not arrogant. Knowing how to appreciate oneself without being complacent is very valuable in his opinion.

"I heard that you not only want to learn piano, but also guzheng?" He asked.

Fang Yichen's heart moved, this Yan Regiment Leader played a good guzheng, "That's right!" ”

"I just know a little bit of guzheng, seeing that you have made such a great contribution to our art troupe, I can teach you the basics of guzheng." Yan Zhiwen stood up, turned sideways slightly, put his hands behind his back, and said very lightly.

Fang Yichen couldn't help but laugh, how could these old men and old ladies be so funny.

"It's not good, after all, I haven't made any contributions, otherwise, you keep it first, and when I come back from Beijing, I did get the first prize, I'm here to learn some basics from Head Yan, if I don't get the first prize, I'm embarrassed to look for you." She also said seriously.

Yan Zhiwen turned around abruptly and looked at her with an angry face, "You girl, I took the initiative to teach you to hold it up, right, hmph, I don't know what to do, you think the first prize is so easy to get, if you don't learn it, Lao Tzu will not hesitate to teach it." With that, he brushed his sleeves and left.

"Hey, Head Yan, why are you still angry, I'm just kidding." Fang Yichen didn't expect him to turn his face when he said it, this is different from those at home. But I still hurried out to beg for mercy.

"I'm not joking with you, since you said it yourself, then do it, if you don't win the first prize, you don't have to think about it." Yan Zhiwen ignored her and walked away quickly.

Fang Yichen looked at his departing back, and couldn't help but pout, this old man can't do it, he has a bad temper, he will throw his face when he makes a little joke, she is really too lazy to serve such a person.

So Fang Yichen also went back to the piano room arrogantly, if she doesn't teach, she just wants to learn guzheng, not to say that she can't learn it, besides, there are still a lot of guzheng teachers waiting for her after there is no head Yan, we are young, we are not in a hurry.

Two days passed quickly, and on Wednesday, the four-member group of Chaoyang Art Troupe set off for the capital Beijing. This time, the team was led by Head Yan, and the team members included performers Zhao Lan and Fang Yichen, and one was an officer, who specially followed him to assist Head Yan in his work.

Because the four of them are on a business trip, they are treated better, they buy sleeper tickets, get on the train at more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and arrive at Beijing Railway Station at nine o'clock in the morning the next morning.

After getting out of the train station, Fang Yichen couldn't help but stop and turn around, she was both strange and familiar here, she also got off here when she first came to Beijing, but now it looks like a black and white photo.

It may seem like a landmark to people now, but in her opinion, it's not just a landmark, it's a kind of nostalgia.

"Yaya, what are you doing, hurry up, I'll be lost in a while." Zhao Lan called her in front.

Fang Yichen played in an instant, and could only trot to chase after him, "Oh, I'm here!" ”

"You kid, this train station will make you look dumbfounded, change it, Auntie will take you to Tiananmen Square for a turn, that's beautiful." Zhao Lan took her hand and didn't let go, there are a lot of people here, so you have to take care of the child.

"yes, when are we going?" Fang Yichen really wanted to see Tiananmen Square at this time, she only came to Beijing in her thirties, and now she is only eight years old, and she doesn't know what Tiananmen will become 22 years in advance.

"I can't say for sure, I have to listen to the organization." Zhao Lan went to the front and bowed to the head of Yan.