Courtyard house, Song house.

The Song family was playing hot pot, and Song's mother sandwiched the dishes into Yan Guichen's bowl.

"Son-in-law Yan, it's been hard during this time, you are going to school again, and you are busy rehearsing, tonight, you have to fly to the music capital, I told Ziyu, she must follow!" Song Ma said.

"Really?" Yan Guichen was a little surprised.

"I'll follow!" Song Ziyu nodded.

"That's great!" Yan Guichen was very happy, in fact, he was very happy to see Song Ziyu go with him, but Song Ziyu's studies were also heavy, so he was embarrassed to speak.

Song Ziyue raised her hand: "I'm going too, I can be an errand boy for my brother-in-law, or an agent, anyway, I just want to follow the past, you are not allowed to object, anyway, I am determined, I must do it!" ”

"Ziyue, what are you going to do, isn't this adding to the chaos?" Dad Song frowned.

"How can it be a mess, my sister is alone, she will definitely not be able to take care of it, I will be an intern agent, and in the future, I can become a qualified agent!" Song Ziyue said stubbornly.

"Alright, alright, let's go!"

Yan Guichen clapped, "Anyway, it won't cost a few dollars, father-in-law and mother-in-law, in a few days, when I have a concert, you will all go, I have arranged it, and then you can get in the car, there will be a special car and a special plane to pick you up, you don't need to worry about anything!" ”

"Okay, son-in-law Yan, you are out now, when the time comes, we will go, speaking of which, we haven't been abroad yet, oops, it seems that we don't have a visa yet!"

"Don't worry, I've already asked someone to apply for it, and the visa will be delivered tomorrow!" Yan returns to the dust road.

"I didn't even take our ID cards, son-in-law Yan, what are you doing?"

"It's none of my business, it's all entrusted to professionals, and one advantage is that it's fast. Your ID can be retrieved from within the system, right? Yan Guichen said.

Song's father and Song's mother were skeptical, forget it, they didn't dare to ask, anyway, Yan's son-in-law didn't let them worry about it.

After dinner, Yan Guichen and Song Ziyu packed their things, and the sister-in-law also packed up, and the special car had already stopped at the gate of the courtyard.

The group went to the airport in a majestic way, and they all took special planes. Xinghui Entertainment Company also filmed He Xiaoran coming over as an assistant.

The father-in-law and mother-in-law waved goodbye and watched the plane take off, with mixed feelings.

"Son-in-law Yan is terrible now!" Mother Song sighed.

"What are you worried about?" Dad Song was also worried.

"I'm worried, we Ziyu can't tie him!" Song Ma said.

"No, Yan's son-in-law is a loving and righteous person, even when our Ziyu was seriously ill, he still had no hesitation, and now that his daughter's condition has improved, he will never give up, let's believe him!"

"How can I do this, I see, Ziyu doesn't care too much about Yan's son-in-law, it really makes me angry, this Ziyu, I really don't know the blessing in the blessing, if I were Ziyu, I can't wait to hold Yan's son-in-law to the sky, she is good, as if she doesn't worry about anything, I'm angry, just say this time, she didn't take the initiative to follow the past, what is she trying to do, rebellion?!"

"......" Dad Song didn't dare to speak, he also felt inappropriate, "Okay, don't you all go together now, don't worry, it will be fine!" ”

"I see it difficult, when Yan's son-in-law becomes a big star in the future, and Ziyu cries!" Song's mother was annoyed, got into the car, and went back to Song's house.

It is said that Yan Guichen and his entourage were on the special plane, drinking red wine and enjoying good service.

Song Ziyue said excitedly: "The special plane is cool, in addition to red wine, there are also snacks, how many hours does it take to go to the music capital?" ”

"About ten hours, you guys take a break, and the flight attendant will call you!" Yan returns to the dust road.

"No, so excited, where can I sleep?" Song Ziyue took out her mobile phone to take pictures, and then posted it to Moments.

This time the circle of friends, the circle of friends exploded again, and Song Ziyue was full of ambition and excitement.

Yan Guichen really can't understand Song Ziyue's mentality, he loves to show off, and he doesn't see Song Ziyu doing this, so he can only say that the personalities of the two sisters dictate it.

Yan Guichen regarded it as invisible, too lazy to care, so he had to close his eyes and recuperate.

The plane arrived at the city of music, and the group was picked up by special car to the hotel, and Yan Guichen saw that Catherine was actually waiting in front of the hotel.

After a round of greetings, everyone settled in the hotel.

The next day, Yan Guichen arrived at a theater, and Catherine took out a stack of yellowed manuscripts, "Young master, these manuscripts have just been sorted out, grandpa said, you can use them!" ”

Yan Guichen took the manuscript and flipped through it.

"This is a piece I composed a long time ago, it has been dusty for hundreds of years, there are piano pieces, there are symphonies, and some, some are works with Beethoven, Mozart, Schubert and others, they can be preserved to this day, it is not easy!"

Yan Guichen sighed, time has passed, when he was in the music capital, he and those big musicians were good friends, Beethoven was poor, if it wasn't for his own funding, he wouldn't have been able to stick to the road of music at all, let alone become famous.

That uninhibited, uninhibited old man, like a small peasant, and a disabled man who is deaf, has become the greatest musician, and he has contributed a lot!

Thinking of these, Yan Guichen sighed at the ruthlessness and helplessness of time.

"Give me the violin!" Yan Guichen raised his hand.

Catherine hurriedly handed over a violin, Yan Guichen sat down, read the manuscript of the score, put it on the clip, and then lifted the violin, clamped it around its neck, brewed it, and began to play it slowly.

Melodious music reverberates in the quiet theater.

The entire theater is a family property, and from now until the next month and a half, there will be no other programs, and it will be exclusively for Yan Guichen.

Yan Guichen's musical attainments are extraordinary, and he was still relatively jerky at first, but soon, when Yan Guichen pulled it for the second time, he was already very proficient, and gradually, he integrated into his feelings, which made people feel excited.

Song Ziyu and the others sat on the seats below, listening with great enjoyment, and there was a leisurely joy.

Song Ziyue's eyes were full of little stars, "When will my brother-in-law know how to play the violin?" I heard that this song was still composed by him? ”

"Seems to be!" Song Ziyu also sighed, feeling that she still knew too little about Yan Guichen, and every once in a while, she felt that Yan Guichen was an endless gold mine.

Song Ziyue admired it incomparably: "Brother-in-law is so talented, you see this violin, how well it is played, I listen to this music blindly, and I have a feeling of being intoxicated, I was not like this before, I used to listen to people playing the violin and definitely doze off!" ”

He Xiaoran is an insider, and an insider naturally looks at the doorway.

He knew Yan Guichen's attainments very well, at first Yan Guichen was a little jerky when he played the violin, but soon, the skills came up, and he rose to the realm of transformation.

Feelings are integrated into it, making people empathize, this kind of realm, only master musicians can have.

"Let me tell you, Brother Yan is an absolute genius in the field of music, his piano performance is equally excellent, and the symphonies he composed are simply masterful, I can't imagine that there are still people who can reach such an incredible height in classical music!" He Xiaoran said in admiration.

"You just blow it, who doesn't know, in your circle, there are all sedan chair people carrying people and touting each other?!" Song Ziyue scoffed.

"You are slandering, I swear, there is no such thing, my evaluation of Brother Yan is absolutely pertinent, there is no exaggeration, if I am duplicitous, let me hit five thunders in the sky!"

He Xiaoran blushed and swore to the sky, he felt insulted by Song Ziyue, a layman.