It didn't sound like any popular melody or a hit.

Occasionally, flipping, flying and falling, the melody of a whirling and ethereal dance was so beautiful that Murong Qiao felt ear-catching after only listening to one paragraph.

I don't have anything to describe it, I just think it sounds good.

Through the glass on the door, Murong Qiao could only see the boy's fingertips fluttering in front of the piano with his back to him.

It seems that he is also one of the contestants this time?

Murong Qiao had a guess in his heart, and then thought about whether to wait for the other party to finish playing this song and ask for a name to write down.

It's just that the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated inappropriately, dispelling the thoughts that had just risen in Murong Qiao's mind.

Murong Qiao didn't want to disturb the boy playing the piano, so he walked a distance before answering the phone.

"I'm sorry Miss Murong, I just answered the phone and didn't see ......," Xu Zhuo apologized first.

In fact, even in terms of the current time, Murong Qiao had just arrived here according to the expected time, and Xu Zhuo was not wrong.

It's just that he was forced to answer the phone temporarily just now, and he missed Murong Qiao's news before he thought about it.

"It's not a big deal." Murong Qiao said a word.

Xu Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, "Where are you now?" It's a complicated road, so I'll go to you. ”

Hearing that Murong Qiao didn't seem to be angry, Xu Zhuo's tense state dissipated a lot.

Murong Qiao said the location where he just got out of the car, and asked Xu Zhuo again, and the two finally met at the rehearsal site five minutes later.

"That's right, there are parts of your shots and appearances in the opening and middle, and you need to familiarize yourself with the stage structure and route a little bit......"

Xu Zhuo didn't dare to delay Murong Qiao's time, and talked about Murong Qiao's role as a special guest at that time, and tried his best to use short and straightforward language and complete the work efficiently.

is one of the sponsors of the show, and Xu Zhuo's attitude towards Murong Qiao can be called excessively respectful.

However, to Xu Zhuo's surprise, Murong Qiao was very cooperative, without the arrogance or condescension of the company boss at all, nor did he give people an uncomfortable feeling.

The whole process can be called smooth, and it faintly subverts Xu Zhuo's impression.

"I probably have a number in my heart, just go two more times, and you can get busy if you have something."

Thanks to his excellent memory, Murong Qiao walked back and forth a few times according to the process, and he probably understood what the situation was.

There was no need for Xu Zhuo to accompany him here, Murong Qiao directly drove the other party away.

Xu Zhuo was about to say that he was fine, but the phone rang again.

It's at this time!

He cursed in his heart, said sorry to Murong Qiao, and turned his head to answer the phone.

"Xu Zhuo, I haven't finished talking to you yet, my brother really wants to be an artist and go to variety shows, do you think about it?" On the other side was a female voice.

Xu Zhuo's brows furrowed, "It's not a joke to be an artist, besides-"

"I'm not kidding." The other side interrupted him.

The female voice was quite serious, "I'm just trying to fulfill my brother's wishes as a sister." ”

"I don't embarrass you, just give a place to participate, as for whether he can be himself, it's his own business."

When Xu Zhuo heard what the other party said, he felt relieved.

Leaving a place is such a trivial matter, he is at his fingertips as a director.

"I'll go to your next variety show in my spare time, okay?" The opposite side throws the condition again.

This lure can be regarded as hooking Xu Zhuo's heart.

Xu Zhuo coughed lightly, "I'm only responsible for letting him participate." ”

"Okay, I'll throw him over with your words." The other party was not ambiguous, and hung up the phone without a few words after getting a response.

Xu Zhuo is not the kind of person who is upright and can't tolerate sand in his eyes, he has done more variety shows, so he naturally knows what kind of routines are in them.

Stuffing people into this kind of thing can be exchanged for the traffic of big stars participating in variety shows, and it is not a loss.

Xu Zhuo calmed down for a moment, and after ending the call, he planned to go back to see Miss Murong.

"Miss Murong just left, and let me talk to the director." The staff replied.

Murong Qiao was almost familiar with the process and was about to go home, but halfway through the road, she saw the place where she got off when she came.

The steps to leave were stopped by the still bright lights on the first floor.

Murong Qiao looked suspiciously in the direction where the light was, and after sketching the general terrain in his mind, he vaguely remembered that it seemed to be the place where he heard the sound of the piano just now.

…… That person, can't he still play?

The thought popped into her mind.

But it's half past eleven now.

Murong Qiao glanced at the time displayed on his phone, if he remembered correctly, he had been rehearsing on the stage for at least an hour or so.

The road was the second time, Murong Qiao was already familiar with a lot, she walked to the door of the building and turned two corners, this time she didn't need to chase her ears to the door of the practice room.

The boy was still sitting in the position that Murong Qiao saw when he came, as if time had not flowed on him, playing tirelessly.

Murong Qiao gently pushed the door open, and his voice suddenly amplified a lot.

She closed the door with a light step, then stood silently in the doorway until the end of the song, and then spoke softly.

"It's late now."

The boy sitting on the piano bench seemed to be frightened, and he wanted to play the next song with his fingertips, and looked in the direction of Murong Qiao in surprise.

He stood up a little bewildered, "I'm sorry if it bothers you." ”

This action also allowed Murong Qiao to see the true face of the boy who played the piano.

It is a clean and delicate appearance, giving people the first feeling, like a good-looking and powerful senior in the school, wearing a white shirt, with broken hair on his forehead, his eyes look like the wind sweeping through the spring grass, crumpling the light and the fragrance of the grass in front of his face.

"Not really." Murong Qiao shook his head, "I think you play quite well." ”

"What's the name of this song?" She asked casually.

The boy pursed his lips, "For the time being...... I don't have a name yet, but I wrote it myself. ”

After he finished speaking, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, and he frowned, and added another sentence after a moment of silence.

"My name is Jing Jianbai, and I am a contestant who came to compete."

Probably afraid that it would be too weird for him to practice the piano alone at night, and it might frighten Murong Qiao, Jing Jianbai opened his mouth to explain his identity and make his behavior reasonable.

"Sleeping late can affect the energy of the competition, and practicing can also be placed during the day." For the sake of the other party's good playing of the piano, and for the sake of letting himself know and understand, it was difficult for Murong Qiao to say more.

Although people don't know how to do it yet, if what Jing Jianbai said is true, this song is also original by the other party, but it reminds Murong Qiao of the moment when he beckoned Qu Xiu and Qu Xi.

Jing Jianbai's talent is no worse than that of the Qu brothers and sisters.

Jing Jianbai shook his head, "No." ”

"I also practice during the day, and six hours of sleep is enough."

He answered Murong Qiao's question honestly, and his somewhat straightforward tone seemed that Jing Jianbai was a little stunned, but serious.

Murong Qiao listened for a long time before he spoke, "So-you have been playing since the daytime?" ”

"I've gone to dinner." Jing Jianbai explained a serious book.

Murong Qiao was moved by this answer and raised his hand to support his forehead, "You...... Never mind. ”

She didn't know what kind of answer to give for a while, and she couldn't laugh or cry.

The phone vibrated a little, and it was supposed that the driver who came to pick her up had arrived.