Chapter 263: Meet Again

In late October, Shen Jianian threw himself into the orchestra's tour, flying to different cities and thinking about nothing else.

During this period, she called Pei Che, who had already taken Zhou Ruo to leave Jiangcheng, fly to Switzerland, and settle down in the small town of Weggis.

The villa in Jade Tianfu Pei Che was not sold, and was left to Shen Jianian to live in. But he felt that when the tour was over, she might not return to Jiangcheng, and should settle in Beicheng, which was her hometown.

The North Side show is the final show of the tour, scheduled for November 20th.

Shen Jianian left two tickets for Bai Changxia and her husband, and later received a message from Zhao Shunyi that she had just finished finishing from the crew and returned to her home in Beicheng to come to see her performance, so Shen Jianian left a ticket for her.

On the evening of the 20th, Shen Jiannian was preparing backstage with the other members of the orchestra as usual, and the cello she used today was the one she took away from Yunding Palace, which was also the one she used the most since she was a child.

The manager, Yan Honggang, came in after answering a phone call outside, his face was full of red light, and he was very excited: "I just received a message from a friend, do you know who is coming tonight?" ”

The members of the orchestra answered in a rambling manner.

"Which big star is it again?"

"There were also big stars in the first few games, nothing unusual."

"It's not like we haven't seen the world, in the previous scene in Ningcheng, there were many wealthy dignitaries."

"No way, our reputation is there."

Yan Hong rolled her eyes, this orchestra is all young blood, the strength is there, the temperament is generally not very calm, the tour is about to end, everyone's thoughts are drifting, the tail is up to the sky, and Shen Jianian is more steady, and rarely participates in their old Wang's melon selling behavior.

"Yan Qiusheng is here."

Yan Hong directly dropped a bombshell when their discussion was at its hottest.

The backstage of the chatter was instantly quiet, and Shen Jiannian's eyes moved away from the baby cello and glanced at Yan Hong, who was holding his arms with his hands and admiring their expressions with interest.

After three seconds of silence, the orchestra exploded.

"Yan Qiusheng? A world-class cellist? ”

"What wind brought him?"

"Excited heart, trembling hands, I'm afraid that I will see him on stage, too excited to pull the wrong hand with a shake."

"Bah, can you say something auspicious? Didn't you just say that we are people who have seen the world? How did it come to life so quickly? ”

"That's Yan Qiusheng! My idol! My phone alarm is all the tunes he plays. ”

Yan Qiusheng is also Shen Jianian's idol, she looks calmer than them on the surface, and her heart is already boiling.

Moreover, she is still Yan Qiusheng's apprentice, this should not be the first time Yan Qiusheng has seen her play, but she doesn't remember anything before, so tonight is the first time for her to play in front of Yan Qiusheng.

"Quiet." Yan Hong clapped her palms, "I won't say much else, you guys play well." ”

At the beginning of half past seven, Shen Jianian took several deep breaths to adjust his emotions so that he was not so nervous, and his previous comfortable state seemed to have failed in the last performance.

She was very nervous when she came on stage, forcing herself not to pay attention to the audience, but she still couldn't help but glance at it.

The strange thing was that the first thing she noticed was not Yan Qiusheng, but the man next to Yan Qiusheng.

The man always appeared in front of people in a straight suit, the difference was that today was not a business occasion, he did not wear a tie, the collar of his white shirt was loosely buttoned, and his cold features were not so distant because of the light smile that overflowed from the corners of his lips.

He was looking at her, tilting his head slightly, and communicating with Yan Qiusheng in a low voice.

After a brief meeting of eyes, Shen Jianian closed his gaze, settled down, and devoted himself to the next performance, the moment he raised the bow in his hand, all the tension faded, and there was only a cello in his heart.

Yan Qiusheng looked at Shen Jiannian on the stage, his body gradually sat up straight, Fu Jichen told him that it was Shen Jiannian, and he was suspicious in his heart. He suspected that Fu Jichen was overthinking and ran away from home with his senses, but when he saw the person playing the piano with his own eyes, the shock overshadowed his doubts.

A person's habit of playing the violin is developed since childhood, and it can't be easily changed, and he has not taught Shen Jianian for a long time, but it is not short, which is enough for him to understand Shen Jianian's personal habits.

Human muscle memory is sometimes more terrible than imagined, Fu Jichen told him that Shen Jianian lost her memory in a car accident, but some of the skills she shows now playing the violin are what he once taught her, and she has not forgotten.

There were no mistakes in the whole performance, which was a perfect end to the tour.

Shen Jiannian's hand holding the bow slowly drooped, only to find that her arm was a little sore, probably caused by her being too focused during the performance.

The audience burst into applause, like a tidal wave rushing into their ears.

Shen Jiannian could finally look at the audience without scruples, and Yan Qiusheng was also applauding, smiling appreciatively at her. Shen Jianian followed the other members of the orchestra for a curtain call, his heart beating fast, and he felt like he was on stage to receive the award certificate in elementary school.

Until she returned to the backstage, she was a little dizzy, and her feet seemed to be unable to step on the ground.

"Jia Nian!"

Bai Changxia's voice came from the crowd.

Shen Jianian had just put the cello back in the case, and before he could change out of his costume, his eyes lit up following the prestige: "Why are you here?" ”

"You behaved fantastic today!" Bai Changxia gave her a hard hug and patted her on the back, "We have prepared a celebration banquet for you, I'm afraid you won't see the news, so I came to tell you." ”

Shen Jianian's expression was stunned for a moment: "Our orchestra also organized a celebration banquet tonight. ”

"Huh? So what to do? Bai Changxia's eyes were a little evasive, and he took out his mobile phone from his bag, "You wait, I'll call and ask first." ”

Bai Changxia turned his back and walked away, Shen Jianian didn't understand who she was going to ask, seeing that she was communicating with the person on the phone, she didn't bother, and went to change her clothes first.

It was already very cold in Beicheng in November, Shen Jiannian was wearing a white woolen sweater, a down jacket in his arms, carrying a piano case behind him, surrounded by members of the orchestra, everyone wanted to eat hot pot, and was discussing which store was affordable and delicious.

Bai Changxia came back with his mobile phone, smiling innocently and harmlessly: "Why don't you call the people from the orchestra and eat together?" ”

Shen Jianian originally planned to talk to Yan Hong about something at the orchestra's celebration banquet, but Bai Changxia came to her for dinner unexpectedly, and she didn't want to release pigeons on both sides, so it was best to be together.

But she can't do it alone: "I'll go ask them first." ”

Bai Changxia gestured OK.

Shen Jianian raised his voice a little and forcibly inserted himself into the team that was actively discussing where to eat: "Everyone, stop, my friend has prepared a celebration banquet for me tonight, can we eat together?" ”

The pianist in the orchestra, who was two years younger than Shen Jiannian, raised his hand to speak: "I have a question, do you have a treat?" ”

Bai Changxia hugged Shen Jianian's neck from behind and said, "Treat!" Eat as much as you want! ”

"Then what kind of bicycle do you want, let's go now, I'm dying of hunger."

Yan Hong shook her head, there was really nothing she could do with this group of children, she walked in front of Shen Jianian, as a manager, she still had to stabilize the situation when necessary: "Let's have a treat, there are more people on our side." ”

Bai Changxia hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no." ”

Everyone packed up and left the theater with their respective guys on their shoulders. The one who plays the piano is the most relaxed, and he doesn't have to carry the piano around.

There were several luxury business vehicles parked at the exit, everyone stopped together, looked back at Yan Hong who was walking behind, and said loudly: "Yan's mother, you won the lottery when you bought a lottery ticket, how can you be willing to rent us such an expensive car." ”

In the past few days in Beicheng, all trips are rented cars, although they are also business cars, and the grade is far less than the one in front of them.

Yan Hong stepped on high-heeled leather boots and walked to the front: "This is not the car I rented. I was trying to figure out how to pull you to the place to eat, but the driver of the car I rented before couldn't come. ”

"It's me...... The car that a friend is looking for, let's get in the car. Bai Changxia was still a little weak when he spoke, and his eyes didn't look at Shen Jianian, "The place to eat is in Qingping Xuan, and the driver will take you there." ”

Someone came to Beicheng for the first time, took out his mobile phone and checked Qingpingxuan on Dianping, saw that the per capita was 3,000, his mouth was wide open, and he helped the glasses that slid down the bridge of his nose.

Bai Changxia pulled Shen Jianian to sit in the car in front.

Coming out of the theater, there was a large temperature difference between indoor and outdoor, Shen Jianian put on a black down jacket, a red cashmere scarf around his neck, and half of his face was buried in the scarf.

The car door slid open, Shen Jianian raised his eyes, and saw the man sitting in the car, with a black coat resting on his lap, and a well-packaged bouquet of flowers, pink and white roses, placed on the empty seat next to him.

Shen Jianian's mouth hidden in the scarf tightened, and he squinted slightly at Bai Changxia who was holding his arm.

Bai Changxia became more and more weak, touched her nose and slowly raised her head, looking at the sky, suddenly something cold hit her face, she pushed Shen Jianian: "Get in the car, it's raining, ah no, it seems to be snowing." ”

Fu Jichen picked up the bouquet of roses on the seat, and when Shen Jiannian sat down with the piano case, he put the flowers in her arms, and his deep gaze fell firmly on the little face that was set off by the red scarf, and his voice was very low and fluttering, as if coming from a long distance: "Congratulations on the success of your performance." ”