Beijing, in a Sichuan restaurant.

A man and a woman sit opposite each other.

On the table, two dishes and one soup, a plate of back pot meat, a plate of beans, and a bowl of cabbage and tofu soup.

He put down the dishes and chopsticks and watched her gobble up, and he was stunned.

"Zhiyuan, I didn't lie to you, this restaurant tastes good, authentic Sichuan flavor, sometimes, I go all the way just to come here to rub it!"

Qin Feng said, and didn't forget to send a piece of back pot meat to his mouth.

"Sister Qin, aren't you afraid of getting fat?" Zhiyuan was stunned.

Where is this like a girl in a film school? And looking at her eating appearance, she has a fight with Xiao Yong, and the plate of back pot meat is almost swept away by herself.

"Cut!" Qin Feng scoffed, "I don't deserve to be a big star, if it weren't for my parents forcing me to be admitted to this broken academy, I wouldn't want to come!" Your sister I'm already very thin, if I don't make up for it, the wind will down, and when the time comes, I can't carry the guitar, you can help me carry it! ”

"You play the piano so well, you can be admitted to the conservatory!" Zhiyuan was puzzled.

"Conservatory?" Qin Feng put down his chopsticks, "It's all old-fashioned, very boring, and besides, my parents said that the girl's guitar is not serious!" ”

Zhiyuan was silent, and for a while, he didn't know what to say.

"Huh? Zhiyuan, why don't you eat it? Qin Feng asked.

"Huh!" Zhiyuan was stunned.

He found that this big sister has a bit of a big nerve.

However, he likes it like this, and it is good to be unrestrained and speak freely.

"Sister, I'm full!" Zhiyuan got up, took out two bottles of water from the refrigerator, and handed one bottle to Qin Feng.

"Giggles! It's so considerate! Qin Fengjiao laughed, "Do you have a little girlfriend?" There are many beauties in our college, so introduce you to them? ”

"Don't!" Zhiyuan hurriedly waved his hand, looking panicked.

"Giggles!" Qin Feng's eyes flashed, "I'm still shy, anyway, Zhiyuan, why do you have such a scar on your face, it's a pity that you are a well-behaved and clever little boy!" ”

"This is a hero's medal!" Zhiyuan is talking nonsense, really, Qin Feng is too good to say, if he wants to come out of it, he can't cope with it.

"Does it hurt?" Suddenly, she stood up, her hand, caressing his face, very soft, very soft.

"Who is so ruthless, such a long scar."

"It's fine!" Zhiyuan pulled the stool and took a step back.

"Tut-tut, you're still afraid that I'll eat you!" Qin Feng gave him a blank look, took out a tissue, and wiped his mouth, "I've finished eating, let's go!" ”

"Boss, pay the bill!" Zhiyuan beckoned.

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man, wearing an apron, ran out of the kitchen.

"How much?" Zhiyuan asked.

"Forty-eight!" The middle-aged man said.

"Beijing's consumption is so low?" Zhiyuan checked out, and together with Lin Feng, they both carried their guitars and walked out of the restaurant.

"Sister didn't cheat you!" Naturally, Qin Feng held Zhiyuan's hand, and the two were like a close little couple, walking on the street.

"I've heard that Beijing has a high level of consumption!" Zhiyuan was puzzled.

"That's my fellow countryman, I often come here to eat and take care of his business, of course the income is low!" Qin Feng pointed to a building, "Look, that building, it's beautiful, let's go there in a while!" ”

"What are you going to do there? What's interesting, you say? Zhiyuan became excited.

"Yes!" She let go of her hand and ran forward, "Come after me, cluck!" ”

"Bullied me for taking a lot of things, didn't you?" Zhiyuan took a step forward and chased after the shadow in front of him.

Two people, a man and a woman, one in front of one and one behind, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, her long braids flying, it seems, the boring weather, with the sound of their footsteps, began to speed up the flow.

"It's here!" Qin Feng panted, came to a building, and stopped.

"Sister, what's here?" Zhiyuan asked impatiently.

"You'll know when the time comes!" Qin Feng walked into the elevator and pressed the sixteenth button.

"Bang dang!" The elevator doors close.

At this time, Qin Feng's expression began to become nervous, and her two hands were quietly clasped tightly together.

"What the hell is going on?" Zhiyuan asked again, how could he not see the nervousness in Qin Feng's heart.

Qin Feng didn't answer, and Zhiyuan didn't ask anymore.

In the silence of the two, the elevator door slowly opened.

A corridor appeared in front of them.

"Follow me!" Qin Feng said and walked straight out of the elevator.

After a pause, Zhiyuan followed closely and followed.

"Director Zhang, I'm here!" Coming to the door of an office, Qin Feng stuck out his tongue and shouted.

In the office, a young man slowly raised his head and saw that it was Qin Feng, with a smile on his face.

"Yo, Xiao Qin is here!" The young man came out, didn't look at Zhiyuan, and stared straight at Qin Feng, "Come in first and have a cup of tea!" ”

"No!" Qin Feng shook his head, "Let's start now, I'm busy going back to school!" ”

"Okay, follow me!" The young man laughed.

Zhiyuan remained silent, followed behind the two of them, and came to a door.

The door opened, and a dimly lit room appeared in front of Zhiyuan.

"Recording studio!" Zhiyuan exclaimed, "Sister, you are ......"

He finally knew now that he knew what Qin Feng was going to do here.

She is definitely here to record a song.

Inside, all kinds of recording equipment are readily available.

"I wrote a song and wanted to try the music, but I didn't have confidence, and I saw that my little brother also loved the piano and fell in love with me, so I ......" Qin Feng said in a low voice.

"Come in!" The young man said nonchalantly, and walked into the recording studio first.

"Sit in this position, face the camera, relax, be natural!" The young man said, stepping into an inner room.

"You can start calling me when you can!" The voice of the young man came.

"Zhiyuan, look, this is a song I wrote!" Qin Feng took out a piece of paper from his pocket, "You use your Martin, help me accompani, you help me harmonize, play the G key, you try it first!" ”

"Good!" Zhiyuan took out the guitar, sat on a barstool, laid out the score, and tried to play.

"I'm gone, as I came, quietly......" his hand, waving, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, he played and sang in a low voice.

Qin Feng's body froze in place, looking at Zhiyuan, her beautiful eyes flashed, and her eyes lit up all of a sudden, emitting a dazzling brilliance.

She didn't expect that this little boy could play the piano so well, he mastered the rhythm so well, his voice was a little hoarse and low, but it was natural with her song, as if it was tailor-made for him.

"How?" After the audition, Zhiyuan chuckled.

"You ......" Qin Feng grabbed Zhiyuan's hand, "Zhiyuan, how many years have you been learning the piano?" ”

"It's been eight years, and when I'm seven years old, I've been touching the piano since I started!" Zhiyuan said.

"That's great!" Qin Feng said, unconsciously, her nervous emotions disappeared completely.

His face turned red, Qin Feng's hand shrank in shock, hugged his guitar, and sat back in his original position.

"Hurry up, I'm short on time!" In the inner hall, an impatient voice came.

"Huh?" Zhiyuan frowned.

From the moment he came in, this person didn't have a good face towards him, and he didn't even say hello.

Is this the Pekingese? A look of arrogance.

He'd always heard that Pekingese were xenophobic, more than anywhere else, and now he saw it.

He didn't like it very much, and sent people under the fence.

When he raised his head and saw Qin Feng shaking his head at him, he had no choice but to suppress his emotions.

"That's it!" Qin Feng shouted, and gestured to the camera.

The two looked at each other and understood.

Her hand began to caress the strings.

At the same time, a spotlight fell on her, hazy and ethereal.

“1、2、3、4……”

As soon as Qin Feng's words fell, Zhiyuan's hand began to sweep, and in the midst of the sound of the piano, Qin Feng began to play and sing......

"I left, as quietly as I came.

Like the lost wind, leaving only a little mottled memory.

I was gone, stumbling as I had come.

Like the floating clouds, the lonely soul has nowhere to rest......"

Singing here, Zhiyuan's fingers suddenly accelerated, like a raging storm.

"Let's go! Let's go! Go where you want to go!

Walking through the lonely desert of life, in the waves of the sea of time......

Let's go, let's go! Go where you want to go!

Walk through the lost silence of memories and swim in the place where the morning dawn opens......"

"Dangdang!" As Zhiyuan's resonant voice fell, at the end of the song, Zhiyuan and Qin Feng looked at each other and smiled, still unfinished.

"Yo! I can't see it, this hairy boy, he plays such a good guitar! At this moment, in the inner hall, the young man just walked out, "Xiao Qin, this time, it's great, don't worry, I control all angles, and the sound quality will definitely be good for you!" ”

"Thank you, Director Zhang!" Qin Feng smiled slightly, "How much?" ”

"Hey, I said, I don't charge money!"

The young man approached Qin Feng and said meaningfully, "As long as ...... You know! ”

"You'd better say how much!" Qin Feng took a step back, took out a wad of money from the guitar case, and handed it to the young man, "This is for you, thank you Director Zhang, I'll come over next week to get the disc!" ”

"Xiao Qin, this amount of money doesn't seem to be enough!" The young man said with a smirk.

"What?" Qin Feng's face changed, "Didn't you say that it was two thousand?" ”

"Last week, it was two thousand! I'm talking about last week! The young man flicked his fingers and didn't take Qin Feng's money, "My equipment, the recording studio, are all top-notch, and besides, I want to help you edit, it's very hard to ......"

"How much do you want?" Zhiyuan finally spoke, pulled Qin Feng behind him, and stared at the young man, his gaze sharpened.

"Five thousand, five thousand minimum!" The young man raised his slap and shook it left and right in front of Zhiyuan's eyes, "Boy, can you take it out?" Look at you, you just ran away from home and didn't bring a few pennies! ”

"Here, five thousand, enough!" Zhiyuan took out a wad of money from his pocket, smashed it on the young man's hand, and said word by word, "Next week, when my sister comes to pick up things, be respectful, don't put your disgusting unspoken rules on my sister's head, if, no matter how hairy you are, watch out for your hands, you should know that some people, you, can't be provoked!" ”

"You ......" the young man pointed at Zhiyuan, his face was red and white.

"Sister, let's go!" Zhiyuan ignored the young man anymore, put on his guitar, took Qin Feng's hand, and walked out the door.

"Zhiyuan, why!" Walking out of the building, Qin Feng finally couldn't help it and asked.

"You said, Touyuan!" Zhiyuan said indifferently.

"But...... You just came out......" Qin Feng was moved, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Pingshui met, this boy, so sincere to her.

Counting it, she is also unrelated in Beijing, otherwise, why would she sing in the underground passage?

What moved her was not his money, but the way in front of her when she was at a loss.

More importantly, he understands her.

"Everyone has dreams, you have to be firm in your beliefs in order to reach the end, but in this world, some people are very dirty, we have to keep the line in our hearts, so that we will not lose ourselves, sister, come on!"

"Little brother, thank you!"

"Sister, if there's anything else to do in Beijing, take me for a walk...... I'm going to the Northeast tomorrow! ”

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