Chapter 131: Reverse Harmonic Witticism

Qingfeng listens to the heart

I chose a restaurant next to the concert hall. The four of them walked in to eat.

"Miss Han, that girl named Xiaoling asked us to help her say thank you." Secretary Qin remembered what he had promised.

"How is she?" Shui Qing asked.

"As you judged, the ankle sprain, everything else is skin trauma. The car didn't hit anyone, and she rushed out too fast to be frightened. Secretary Qin cleared the suspicion by the way.

"I guess so." After Shui Qing saw the scene, he already knew.

"What does Miss Han like to eat, or don't like to eat?" Bai Zidong is in charge of ordering.

"You're welcome, Mr. Bai, I ate before I went out." She was pulled by Bai Zinan to be a guest.

"Okay, okay, Miss Han, Mr. Bai, I heard it awkwardly. Call each other names! Bai Zinan's commanding statement, "I'm much older than you, but I'm called Sister Zinan, I'm happy to accept it." ”

Shui Qing thought about it, after making friends like this, Jian Cangwu will become a junior, and she still wants to call herself an aunt? Goosebumps up.

"I'm afraid it won't work." So, she said.

The refusal was abrupt, and all three of them were eyeing her. Secretary Qin's expression is the best guess - uninteresting.

"I am friends with your son Jian Cangwu, if I am the same age as you. Isn't he going to call me Auntie? Shui Qing told her friendship with Jian Cangwu.

Bai Zinan's expression changed, and in surprise, his eyes took the sharpness of the elders. It's not a nasty sight, it's just a different angle, because every mother cares about what kind of person her child's friend of the opposite sex is.

Bai Zidong was also stunned, and by looking at the menu, he blocked the lenses, and his expression was not revealed.

Shui Qing smiled respectfully, calmly letting people take a closer look.

"How did you and Cangwu meet?" This is a mother's question.

"We were college classmates." Shui Qing is always polite.

"He invited you to the game?" Or a mother's concern.

"Yes." Shui Qing is not afraid of everyone's conjecture, she personally thinks that after being reborn, her skin is very hard.

"You're his girlfriend?" The question is acute.

"I'm his friend." Many people say that there is no pure friendship between men and women. Shui Qing can only say that the friendship between men and women is more diverse and complicated, but it is not necessarily love.

"It's rare." Bai Zinan finally showed joy, "My son actually has a friend." ”

It can be seen that Jian Cangwu's cold personality, making a friend, relatives are all fussed. Shui Qing wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

"Sister, people will always have some friends." Bai Zidong closed the menu.

"Cangwu is an outlier. I was always worried that he was too withdrawn, that I never saw him bring his friends home, and that he didn't have any parties. Now, I'm relieved. Bai Zinan smiled at Shui Qing, "Since you are Cangwu's friend, I call you Qingqing, don't you mind?" ”

Shui Qing was busy and said he didn't mind.

"Qingqing, you still have to order something, just the three of us to eat. It's weird. "Since Bai Zinan knew that Shui Qing was his son's friend, he had the intimacy of an elder when he spoke.

"Sister, girls at this age are afraid that they will be fat, and they will be full when they are hungry." Bai Zidong made a move and asked someone to order.

Shui Qing glanced at Bai Zidong, why didn't this person listen to what he said?

"Why did Mr. Bai say that? It doesn't matter if it wants to lose weight or can't eat, as a gentleman, just accept it. "It's still an honorific title, because it's awkward to call him by name, and it's awkward to call his uncle.

Bai Zidong immediately heard the ridicule, his eyebrows were raised, his eyes shot coldly, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, "Miss Han is right, I have lost my demeanor." ”

came and went, and the boss was at a disadvantage. Secretary Qin sighed in his heart, this Miss Han is really difficult to deal with.

"By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, how does Miss Han know that my surname is Qin?" Let him neutralize it. The boss asked him last time, and he was also strange. I had long thought she was familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen her.

"Saw it at a land auction once. At that time, you were sitting next to Jian Cangwu. Secretary of Donghuang Qin, there are many people who know. Shui Qing said.

"Ah, I remember! You sat in the same row as us, and photographed the land in Nanyu, which was cooperated by two companies, called ...... "Small company, Secretary Qin doesn't remember."

"The blue sky is strange." Shui Qing took the opportunity to advertise.

"Yes, yes." Secretary Qin actually still doesn't remember.

Nanyu? Bai Zidong has heard a lot about it recently. At the last meeting, Donghuang's development department also reviewed their short-sightedness and missed this treasure land. But Secretary Qin said that Cangwu had already shouted at that time, and if it weren't for the news of Mo Tong's injury that made him have to rush to the airport, Nanyu would have been Donghuang's.

"Your boss has a good eye." Bai Zidong is rare to praise.

"It's just luck." Shui Qingdai himself was humble and low-key again.

"Are you going to start talking about business? Should I open my own table? Bai Zinan knocked on the table, "I'm still in a hurry to listen to Cangwu's performance." ”

Shui Qing smiled embarrassedly.

Bai Zidong has always had no choice about his sister, so he hurriedly ordered.

The meal was hurried, and by the time the four of them returned to the recital hall again, people had already begun to walk inside. The game is about to begin. Because they are all tickets given by Jian Cangwu, the seats are connected together. Excellent location, in the middle of the front row.

"Zinan." A middle-aged man stood up.

"Shuting, you're here too." Bai Zinan said.

Shui Qing was blocked by Bai Zidong, and only heard the friendly greeting between the two.

"Mom." A pleasant girl voice.

Listening to Bai Zinan's question, his hand is better, and he is very concerned. Motong? Shui Qing poked his head out from behind Bai Zidong.

The face lines are handsome but serious, and he should be Jian Cangwu's father. And the girl who is as quiet as Minghu, as clean as a white lotus, and has a demure temperament, called Motong, should be Jian Cangwu's talented sister. Whether it's the Bai family or the Jian family. They are all handsome men and beautiful women.

Bai Zidong snorted when he heard Jian Motong calling his mother, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Shui Qing's curiosity, and moved silently.

Shui Qing immediately couldn't see anything, and whispered, "The whole family is here, and Jian Cangwu can't take the first place." ”

Although Bai Zidong was quite tall, he couldn't completely block Shui Qing.

After Jian Motong finished speaking, his uncle was good, and he was used to Bai Zidong's cold face, and then found Shui Qing. Separated by three people, she asked, "Who are you?" ”

Compared with the sweetness of his family, this question made Shui Qing feel stiff for no reason.

"She is a good friend of Cangwu, and Cangwu specially invited her." Bai Zinan replied to Shui Qing.

"Brother's friend?" Jian Motong immediately showed a happy face, "I've never heard my brother mention it." ”

"Right? I thought it was strange. Bai Zinan looked at Shui Qing and smiled at her.

"Do you also learn violin?" Jian Motong eyelash fan, fan.

From right to left, across Jian's father, Jian's mother, Bai Zidong, Shui Qing didn't want to talk like this, but looking at Jian Motong's look expecting her to answer, she had to answer simply, "No, I don't know any musical instruments." ”

"That's really weird. My brother's friend didn't study music. Jian Motong dragged his father and pulled his mother, "Can I switch seats with my uncle and sit with her?" ”

Bai Zidong sat down and glanced at Shui Qing who was standing, "Are you going to stand and listen?" Completely ignored Jian Motong's words.

Jian Motong, who had been smiling, quickly lowered his eyes when Bai Zidong sat down, and when he brushed it again, he was still kind.

"Uncle is so stingy." Jian Motong shrugged his shoulders and sat up straight with his side body. No longer glanced at Shui Qing.

Jian Shuting frowned deeply, looked Shui Qing up and down for a few seconds, and then withdrew his gaze.

Bai Zinan made gestures to Shuiqing, carried the father and daughter on his back, smiled very happily, and motioned for her to just sit down.

Shui Qing sat down in confusion, unable to understand the family's eyes, smiling and interacting, it was like two strands of rope, pinning each other.

The lights dimmed, and Shui Qing couldn't think too much, and the time for a showdown had come.

Jian Cangwu was ready in the background.

Although he agreed to compete, he still refused his father's offer to guide him. He wanted to see how far he could play without his father. After all, it has been practiced by one person all these years.

There were six finalists and he was the fourth.

I don't know if it's because he didn't treat this performance as a competition, and he didn't feel any pressure in his heart. He wanted to say the same as Shui Qing said, only with the most natural and sincere piano sound, to bid farewell to the ideal that has accompanied him for more than ten years. Even when his father gave up on him, this ideal became a painful burden that imprisoned him.

He waited behind the curtain on the stage and leisurely watched the performance of his competitors. It turned out that I used to be so tense that I forgot that music is for enjoyment and sharing.

"The next contestant, Jian Cangwu. The first compulsory piece, Browns Violin Sonata, No. 3 in D minor. The second is a self-selection, Tchaikovsky's witty waltz. The host announced the curtain.

The classmates who would accompany him on the piano said cheers, and Jian Cangwu's steps were quite relaxed.

He stood in the center of the stage, his gaze resting on the front row of the place specially reserved for his family, and everyone came. Shui Qing also came. Although the light was yellow, he could clearly see her movements: her fingers crossed, silently pressed against the tip of her chin.

Was she nervous about him?

Jian Cangwu smiled, and put on a perfect posture to play the violin, and the bow touched the string, and it was about to explode.

Fly. The sound of his piano. On this stage, for everyone who is looking forward to a better time, jump!

For Shui Qing, if the first compulsory piece is not familiar, she can't make any assertions, but Jian Cangwu's self-selected track, Tchaikovsky's witty waltz, is what she likes quite a lot.

This piece is cheerful and bright, but there is also a small part of the soulfulness, and the technique is difficult.

So when Jian Cangwu was playing, she was stunned.

His nimble fingers flowed like water through the strings, working seamlessly with the bow. So smooth, so excited, vividly, wittily, bursting on the fingertips, fluttering in the notes. The technique is perfect, the most attractive, but it is the sound of the piano, the abundant emotion like spring rain, which makes people uncontrollably overflow.

Jian Cangwu at this moment is not inferior to Perlman!

This is a strong feeling of water blue!

Lingzi really didn't know that he could get 140 fans today, because there were still a lot of votes left last night. It seems that in the last few days, everyone has started to sprint. I was shocked when I saw that the top 15 tickets were one or two hundred and one up.

This, the miscalculation, Lingzi was very relieved to go to the suburbs to eat with his colleagues today.

This, the weather was nice, so just got home.

This, there is only one chapter to pass on today.

However, there will be a double shift tomorrow. If it reaches 160, the day after tomorrow will continue to double change. Anyway, I won't lose a chapter.,Count it well.,Count it.。 (！ )