In the evening, Wang Qi walked into Heilan Bar, Xiaohong gave him a warm smile, Xiao Zeng quit gambling and took up the profession of side dish chef. Wang Qi took out the violin and began to play, and the drinker also got to know Wang Qi and asked him to play some tunes. After getting off work, Xiaoxiang waited for Wang Qi at the door, and the two walked out of the bar like a couple and came to the café to drink coffee. Xiaoxiang asked, "Do you believe in fate?" Wang Qi said, "Believe." ”

"Many people don't believe in fate, do you believe that dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the sons of mice will make holes?"

"I don't believe it, I believe in the fate of being like you want to be a shooter but you only have 0.1 eyesight, you want to be a singer but your voice is rough, you want to be a writer but you don't want to read. I guess fate should be some talent and a lot of hard work. ”

"But some people put in a lot of effort, but they can't achieve their goal, for example, Cao Xueqin put a lot of effort into writing "Dream of Red Mansions", but two-thirds of the way through it, she died, do you say this is a kind of fate."

"It's really a pity, although he can't be said to be a success, but he is also a struggler from time to time, although he didn't finish "Dream of Red Mansions", but his status in the literary world, still no one can shake it, the process should be more important than the result."

"Well, he has paid a lot for writing "Dream of Red Mansions", including his body, family, property, and in the end, he didn't even have money for the coffin, did you think that he couldn't finish this book?"

"I think I thought about it, but he really wanted to finish it, so even in the midst of poverty, he continued to write."

"And where is your destiny?" Xiaoxiang asked, Wang Qi patted the violin, "But it didn't give you anything." ”

"No, it gives me a lot, it gives me plenty in emptiness, it gives me voice in loneliness."

The two of them finished their coffee and walked out the door, the amber moonlight shining on them and the breeze blowing the ends of their hair. The two of them walked side by side, Wang Qi's hands touched Xiaoxiang's delicate fingers from time to time, their hands did not stop swinging, and their hands kept touching and separating, hoping that the contact would last longer. Wang Qi couldn't help it, and took Xiaoxiang's hand, her hand was small and soft like a sponge, and both of them had palpitations. Walked to the fork in the road, the two turned around and faced each other, Wang Qi saw Xiaoxiang's beautiful face, Xiaoxiang also looked at him affectionately, and the two paused for a few seconds. Wang Qi slowly approached Xiaoxiang's face, Xiaoxiang closed her eyes, and Wang Qi kissed her lightly on the forehead. Xiaoxiang opened her eyes and looked at Wang Qi lovingly, Wang Qi held her in her arms, and the two separated for a long time. "I'm going back." Xiaoxiang said, Wang Qi nodded, Xiaoxiang turned around, walked slowly, and looked at Wang Qi from time to time.

Wang Qi came to the Starlight Orchestra and saw a beautiful girl playing the violin, and he asked the girl, "Where is Director Yang Rongfeng?" The girl said, "Do you mean Commander Yang?" Wang Qi didn't know, and the girl smiled and said, "He is not only our director but also our conductor." The girl took Wang Qi to Yang Rongfeng's office, Wang Qi was stunned, the middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes in front of him was actually the blind man. Yang Rongfeng also saw Wang Qi, and he said with a smile: "Wang Qi, you are here, sit down." Wang Qi even wondered how he could be the conductor of the orchestra.

"I'm surprised, that blind man is me, I've been paying attention to you for a long time." Wang Qi wanted to speak, but couldn't say it, Yang Rongfeng said, "I know what you want to ask me?" I'm not a blind person, I went to play in the underground tunnels, mainly to discover folk artists, and finally let me discover you. Wang Qi couldn't imagine that Yang Rongfeng's acting skills were so high, and he had been kept in the dark.

"You really look like a blind man, you can be an actor." Wang Qi said with a smile.

"Thank you for the compliment, you've taught me a lot of knowledge."

"Don't dare, you're the master."

"Okay, you admit that I am Master, then you are welcome to join the Starlight Orchestra." Yang Rongfeng stretched out his hand and said, Wang Qizhang and the second monk were confused, so they joined this famous orchestra. "Why not?" Wang Qi held Yang Rongfeng's hand and said, "Willingly, but I haven't come to my senses yet." Yang Rongfeng smiled at him. He called in a girl, the girl was tall, with waist-length long hair, white skin, ice and jade, like a hibiscus out of the water, she came Yingying, very artistic. She came to Yang Rongfeng and asked, "Dad, are you looking for something?" ”

"Yating, take him to familiarize himself with the piano position." Yang Rongfeng said that the girl glanced at Wang Qi, her eyes were elegant and shy. The girl took Wang Qi to the recital hall, which was magnificent and resplendent, with a giant crystal lamp hanging from the ceiling, colorful walls carved with exquisite patterns, and the center of the hall was arranged in an arc with the musicians' seats and a piano, and the aisles were covered with red carpets. The front desk is the Commander's station, with pots of flowers on the side of the stage and rows of red chairs under the stage. The girl provided Wang Qi with the piano position, gave him the score, which was the rehearsal for today, and walked out of the hall, leaving Wang Qi alone in this empty hall. Wang Qi looked at the score, it was Mozart's concerto, Wang Qi opened the piano bag and tried it out.

A piano player came in, he was long, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, glanced at Wang Qi, and quickly withdrew his gaze. He walked to the front row, looked through the sheet music on the stand, took out his violin, and began to move the bow. Gradually, more and more musicians came in the hall, some of them held cellos, some carried trombones, Yang Yating also walked into the hall, and she actually sat next to Wang Qi. Yang Rongfeng walked to the podium mildly and said, "Today we are playing Mozart's Fourth Concerto, please open the movement." Yang Rongfeng waved his hand, and the music began to sound, the lingering strings, the loudness of the wind music, the crispness of the bass, the tranquility of the piano, and the roar of the drums resounded in the performance hall. Wang Qi sometimes steals the music, and the music section of the wind music is also pulled up, and the girl pats him on the side, and Wang Qi is relieved.

The music stopped, and Yang Rongfeng said: "The sound of the violin is a little out of place, the sound of the single pipe is too long, Li Qing, you are drumming too fast, you should beat the drum on the third beat, and you will hit it on the second beat." Okay, I hope you pay more attention, let's play again. The musician played it all over again. Halfway through the performance, Yang Rongfeng shouted to stop, and he said critically: "What's the matter, the violin has softly pulled 5 into a heavy sound, and the pianist must identify the position when kneading the strings." After repeating this, the musicians played the Fourth Concerto more than a dozen times before Yang Rongfeng was satisfied. After the end of the show, Yang Rongfeng left Wang Qi and her daughter, Yang Rongfeng said, "Wang Qi, can you adapt to the performance of the orchestra?" ”

"Okay."

"Then you practice more, find Yating where you don't understand, she will help you." Wang Qi glanced at the tall girl again, "You come to the concert hall at night, and let Yating teach you some playing skills." Wang Qi nodded and walked out of the concert hall.

When Wang Qi came to Heilan Bar, everyone looked at him with novel eyes, because he always came to the bar at night. Wang Qi walked into Xiaoxiang's office, Xiaoxiang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Why did you come so early today, it's still afternoon?" ”

"I know, but I probably won't be able to come."

"Asking for leave?"

"I can't do it anymore, the Starlight Orchestra hired me, and I may play in the orchestra in the future."

"It's a good thing, you've finally said goodbye to your wandering career, and the symphony orchestra is for you." Xiaoxiang was silent for a while and said that she paid Wang Qi's salary. Wang Qi looked at the money in his hand, his heart was a little sad, he turned around, and prepared to walk out of the office. "If something goes wrong in the future, Heilan welcomes you back at any time." Wang Qi nodded and walked out of the office.