On the terrace outside the dining room, two former friends hugged each other tightly.

"It turns out that you can really not see it for ten years." Gong Yi was moved.

In the past ten years, Ozu has been abroad, he is at home, he has occasionally performed abroad, and it does not match Ozu's itinerary, but it is like this, by mistake, I haven't seen him for ten years.

"For ten years, Brother Gong Yi has been in my heart every day." Qin Xiaozu said.

"My Ozu is also in my heart every day."

Fortunately, I haven't seen him for ten years, and it's not ten years of missing contact. The sentence "If the two love is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight", which applies to love and friendship.

After hugging for a long time, they let go of each other and spoke together against the white jade railing of the terrace.

"I'm postponing it until next month's concert, so I'll invite you as a guest!"

Gong Yi held on to the railing and looked into the distance.

The sky in the distance is as clear as a dust, and the nearby garden is full of late autumn flowers.

Qianlin swept a yellow, only Hibiscus was alone. The wood hibiscus in late autumn adds a different kind of brilliance to the Qinfu Garden in the golden sunset.

"Okay." Regarding Gong Yi's invitation, Qin Xiaojin agreed simply.

Qin Xiaojin's original intention was just to stand up for his friends, but in Gong Yi, his original intention was to help Ozu.

After all, I heard Xiang Qing say that Ozu will return to China next to develop. He now has a certain reputation in the domestic Zheng industry, has his own matchmaking, and with the blessing of the aura of the third generation of the Yunzheng family, Ozu's career blueprint will soon be rolled out in China.

The olive branch thrown by Gong Yi, Qin Xiaojin happily caught it, this was heard in Xiang Qing's ears, and it was a happy thing to see.

Xiang Qingzheng walked out of the dining room and said to Gong Yi with a smile: "Gong Yi, you are so thoughtful, if you don't take the initiative, I will have to come to this opportunity with you with a dead face!" ”

Xiang Qing has walked between the two, sighed and said: "Although the guzheng is the big head in folk music, but compared with the piano, it is still relatively niche, the first two years there are statistics, the domestic piano learning piano children have exceeded 30 million, and there are 200,000 people who enter colleges and universities every year, the guzheng is the most popular musical instrument in folk music in recent years, according to incomplete statistics, the number of piano children learning guzheng in the country has been 8 million to 10 million, but compared with the piano is still a small thing. This can also rise to a comparison of the popularity of folk music as a whole and Western music. ”

"So," Xiang Qing paused, "In this era of paying attention to traffic, the wider the audience, the higher the exposure, the higher the traffic, and the high traffic means good benefits." To create a well-known performer and a star in the guzheng world, you can't follow the same set as Mr. Big and your aunt, they are too low-key. We young people are too low-key to make money. ”

Gong Yi was "poofed" and happy: "Xiang Qing, you treat Ozu as a commodity." ”

"I'm Ozu's other half of the soul, but I just don't live in Ozu's body." Xiang Qing said and turned his head and smiled at Qin Xiaojin, when she was talking, he always looked like he was listening carefully but had nothing to do with himself, but Xiang Qing didn't care, because he was too familiar with Ozu and knew too well.

"Ozu is in charge of playing the guzheng, and I am in charge of business, if Ozu has to play the piano and engage in marketing, then his piano skills must not be high. A person who is professional, he thinks too much outside of his major, then his major will definitely not reach the highest rank, so Ozu and I are a match made in heaven. ”

Xiang Qing was full of confidence when she talked eloquently, as if she was given a knife and she could slay the dragon.

Gong Yi said: "If you and Ozu are a match made in heaven, then what is a bride?" ”

A knife was suddenly inserted in his chest, but Xiang Qing had to keep his face unchanged, but he had already scolded Gong Yi a hundred times in his heart. I didn't expect that ten years could make a person go from a clumsy tongue to a poisonous tongue!

Of course, Gong Yi couldn't feel Xiang Qing's inner turmoil, he just asked Qin Xiaojin: "Why don't you see the bride?" ”

"I told her to go back to the hotel first." Qin Xiaojin replied, a trace of tenderness flashed on his always indifferent face.

"Hey, it's so tightly hidden." Gong Yi quipped.

"You're going to see you on your wedding day anyway." Facing Gong Yi, Qin Xiaojin rarely had a smile on his face all the time.

As he was talking, Qin Hu came out and said with a smile: "Xiang Qing, let you come out and call people in for dinner, why did you stay and talk by yourself?" ”

"Grandma, this is coming." Xiang Qing said, and the three of them all left for the dining room.

"I'll introduce you to my brokerage team when I go back, and you can have a good chat with them." Gong Yi deliberately fell behind Qin Xiaojin and said to Xiang Qing.

Xiang Qing immediately took back all the words that Shi Cai scolded Gong Yi in his heart.

"Enough liver and gall bladder." Xiang Qing gave Gong Yi a smile that abandoned all prejudices, and she was looking for a suitable opportunity to discuss this matter with Gong Yi.

Gong Yi's inner consideration is not just to stand at the height of brotherly righteousness, but to stand higher:

There may be people who go to this national instrument from the beginning of learning guzheng, but more people are unfamiliar with this instrument, Gong Yi learned guzheng when he was a child, and a neighbor's grandfather knocked on the door and asked him if he played the gonghou.

Even many ordinary people reject and despise the whole folk music, they admire Western music, and feel that folk music is not in the stream.

Performers can rely on their personal charm to attract the attention of the people, reverse the stereotypes of the people, and let more people like the instruments in the hands of the performers because they like the performer.

A musical instrument, like an object in the world, is dead if it is not human, but the virtuoso is alive.

It is the mission of the performer to make more people fall in love with the instrument played by the performer.

Gong Yi said: "I think that if we can create one more star, we will have more influence, and the popularization of guzheng and folk music will have more power." ”

This is exactly what Professor Qin Hu has always taught him to be a scholarly person: the guzheng world should be united, the genre should be united, and the performers and performers should be united.

"Trust in my abilities." Xiang Qing reassured.

will hit the water for 3,000 miles, and be confident in life for 200 years. This is Xiang Qing.

At the dinner table, the atmosphere is very integrated, everyone is sharing, about the guzheng, not about the guzheng, all kinds of topics, talk freely, only Qin Xiaozu listens quietly and eats quietly.

He was a guest, and the Qin family paid more attention to him, Gong Yi felt that Qin Xiaojin was a little reluctant to be snubbed, so he took the initiative to gossip: "Is Xiaozu's wedding arranged to be held in the hotel where we stayed?" ”

"Which hotel, is there a difference?" Qin Shanhai said casually.

This naïve stinky boy not only got a license but also had a wedding in order to be angry with him, thinking that the play was enough, he couldn't see through him? Anyway, the old lady spoils this grandson and indulges this grandson, and he can't say anything, after all, it took ten years to return home, so she had to hold him carefully to prevent him from running away again.

Qin Xiaojin said: "No, it will be held in the Qin family villa." ”

These words made Xiang Qing and Qin Shanhai stunned.

Qin Xiaojin lowered his eyebrows and added, "Grandma and aunt are both in favor." ”

Xiang Qing muttered inwardly: No need! Although it is a wedding wherever it is held, it feels like she is in the house in the Qin family's villa, which makes her uncomfortable. Is this still not a fake marriage?

Qin Shanhai looked at his mother and sister with a depressed and blamed expression.

Professor Sang smiled and said, "Yes, I agree, put it at home to be lively." ”

Qin Hu also smiled: "It's good that Ozu is happy." ”

Xiang Qing is planning to make a big fuss about Ozu's wedding, and there will be a lot of media at that time, if the wedding is held at home, won't even the family be exposed?

Qin Shanhai has always been low-key, and he feels that he engages in art and speaks based on his works, and he doesn't like this kind of hype.

He held back his anger and said, "The weddings are all held at home, so do you plan to move home from the hotel after you get married?" ”

It's a father bowing to his son.

It's a pity that Qin Xiaojin didn't appreciate it: "After the wedding, Bai He and I moved directly to the old house of Jacaranda Dock to live, and the inheritance of Jacaramwu has been returned to me, of course I have to go over to protect what belongs to my mother, after all, my mother has no husband, only a son, and many things can only rely on my son to protect her." ”

Qin Xiaojin raised his head and looked at Qin Shanhai with a sneer.