It took Yin Qianyue two days to adjust her mentality, and she cheered up and followed He Dongchen to the university she was thinking about.

This year's celebration was very lively, and she saw many people who had only seen it on TV before.

They are certainly not popular stars, but top talents in various fields.

Yin Qianyue only believed at this time that He Dongchen had indeed graduated from this school.

Among the elites from all walks of life, everyone's light reflects each other, and He Dongchen, who has always stood out from the crowd, is no longer so conspicuous.

Yin Qianyue realized that she was really not that material, and she couldn't even understand their conversation.

So, she quietly broke away from He Dongchen's side and visited the university campus.

Suddenly, Yin Qianyue heard a quiet pipa sound.

Being able to hear the sound of traditional Chinese instruments in a foreign country made her excited. She followed the sound of the voice and saw an old man in a Tang costume with gray hair, sitting on the edge of the flower bed and playing seriously.

In front of him, there stood many people who listened attentively.

Yin Qianyue also involuntarily stopped, admiring the sound of the piano seriously.

At the end of the song, the crowd erupted in warm applause.

The old man stood up and returned the salute in the traditional Chinese way.

Yin Qianyue recognized him as the world's top performer and composer, and he was a super idol in her mind.

Her whole heart was fluttering violently with excitement.

Seeing that the old man was about to leave, Yin Qianyue chased after him.

"Mr. Yue......" Yin Qianyue stood in front of the old man, nervously and incoherently. Hello, my name is Yin Qianyue, and you are my fan...... Oh no, I'm your fan...... I want to ......."

"Hehe, miss, you speak slowly." Yue Bin looked at the Chinese girl in front of him and smiled lovingly.

Yin Qianyue took a deep breath and reluctantly calmed her mind a little.

"Mr. Yue, I adore you very much. If you meet here today, can you sign my name?"

Yue Bin always kept smiling, and he didn't answer Yin Qianyue's request immediately, but asked, "You also like music?"

"I like it."

"That...... What instruments do you know?"

"I've learned piano, guzheng, pipa, and gonghou. But it's a pity...... It's not good."

"At your age, it's good to learn so much. There is no point in signing such a thing. I'm sorry, it's time for me to go."

"Mr. Yue." Yin Qianyue didn't give up and stood in front of Yue Bin, "I really like the music you composed. Otherwise, I'll play a tune for you. If you think it's okay, just give me an autograph, okay?"

Yin Qianyue is like a persistent brainless fan who has seen a super idol, how can he give up easily?

Yue Bin didn't seem to be disgusted by Yin Qianyue's behavior, and handed her the pipa in his hand.

"Okay, you can play it for me."

Yin Qianyue took the pipa with both hands, found a place to sit down, and nervously adjusted the tone to get used to the feel.

Under Yue Bin's gaze, she slowly took a deep breath, and her fingertips played a beautiful note.

She was so immersed in the music that she gradually forgot about her surroundings.

It wasn't until the end of the song, when applause was remembered, that her thoughts returned to her mind.

Yue Bin also applauded her.

"I wrote this piece when I was young, and I can't imagine that after so many years, there are still people who remember it and can play it so well."

Yue Bin is glad that someone remembers his early creations. "Miss, what's your name?"

"Yin Qianyue."

"Hmm......" Yue Bin looked at Yin Qianyue carefully, "Miss Yin, let's take a walk around the campus."

"Okay."

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Qianyue put away the pipa on his back for Yue Bin, and walked along the tree-lined paths of the campus.

The two chatted from pipa to guzheng, then from guzheng to erhu and suona, from classical music to Western music, and then from Western music to modern pop music.

"Miss Yin, I really didn't see that you are not very old, but you have a keen sense of all kinds of music in the market."

Yin Qianyue lowered her eyelids and smiled embarrassedly. "There's no way, you have to make money from this."

"Thousand Joy ......"

Yin Qianyue heard He Dongchen's voice, she looked back, and He Dongchen walked towards them.

"Dongchen?"

"Where have you gone, I'm looking for you everywhere."

"Miss Yin, since your friend is looking for you, then I won't bother. We'll see you later."

"Eh......

Yin Qianyue wanted to stop Yue Bin, but he left without looking back.

She sighed in frustration and said, "You haven't signed it yet...... read the book."

"He's your idol Yue Bin, right?"

He Dongchen stopped Yin Qianyue's waist and walked back with her.

In fact, Yin Qianyue has several idols, and this is the only one He Dongchen who is not jealous and is willing to recognize.

After all, it's a little old man.

Yin Qianyue excitedly talked about the encounter with Yue Bin, and finally sighed: "Alas, it would be nice to sit down with him for a meal and then let him guide me."

He Dongchen smiled shallowly, and gently brushed the long hair on Yin Qianyue's cheeks with the breeze.

Yin Qianyue didn't expect that what she said casually, He Dongchen remembered it in her heart, and soon fulfilled her wish.

"Dress up nicely tonight, and I'll show you something important."

Yin Qianyue was already preparing to return to China, and when she was packing her things, He Dongchen hugged her from behind and whispered in her ear.

"Who?"

"You'll know when you see it."

In the evening, He Dongchen took Yin Qianyue to the appointment, and as soon as she pushed open the door of the private room, she saw Yue Bin, who arrived one step ahead of them.

Yin Qianyue's smile immediately bloomed on her face, let go of the hand holding He Dongchen's arm, and greeted her warmly.

"Mr. Yue, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

"I arrived early. As soon as I heard that someone was going to treat me to Shanghainese food, I couldn't help but drool. I'll tell you the truth, it's been a long time since I've eaten authentic Shanghainese food......

Before the words were spoken, the manager of the hotel brought the waiter to serve the food.

"Mr. Yue, do you taste the taste in your memory? I specially invited old chefs from Shanghai to make these dishes." He Dongchen made a gesture of please.

Yue Bin picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, nodding again and again.

"This is definitely the craftsmanship of a master in Shanghai, I will definitely go to the kitchen to meet him in a while."

The three of them chatted while eating, and Yue Bin suddenly sighed: "Alas, I have studied music and rhythm all my life, and I have no wife and no children, if I can have an apprentice to inherit it in my old age, it will be regarded as a wish."