Before the bathroom door could close in time, Fu Jichen chased after her and saw her hunched over on the sink, with just a mouthful of chicken. She seemed to have vomited all the acidic water in her stomach.
Feeling extremely distressed and unable to help her, Fu Jichen frowned, unable to hide his worry, and put his big hand on her back anxiously and gently: "I'll take you to the hospital."
There was nothing left in Shen Jia Nian's stomach to vomit, so he turned on the faucet, rinsed his mouth with cold water in his hand, and stood up slowly while leaning on the edge of the sink.
"You don't need to go to the hospital." Her eyes were red, and there were physiological tears. Her throat felt uncomfortable after vomiting, and her voice was slightly hoarse. "It should be because she ate too many plums and her stomach was acidic."
Fu Jichen's frown was not relaxed at all, and he gently wiped away the water stains on her lips with his fingertips. His tone was helpless and distressed: "I told you not to eat more but you didn't listen. Are you still feeling uncomfortable now?"
Shen Jia Nian was a little exhausted, so she put her arms around his waist and put her cheek against his chest, trusting him with her weight. She closed her eyes and said slowly, "I don't feel uncomfortable anymore."
It was rare for Fu Jichen to see her hug him so actively and obediently, and he felt moved for a moment. He hugged her body tightly and rubbed her shoulders and back with his big hands.
Cheng Jin heard some noise and came out of the kitchen. He saw no one in the restaurant. He went to the bathroom and saw the two of them hugging each other. He was stunned for a moment, then asked aloud: "What's wrong with Jia Nian?"
Shen Jianian withdrew from the man's arms, pursed her lips and smiled shyly. She was embarrassed to admit that she had vomited because of her greed: "My stomach feels uncomfortable after eating too many snacks."
Cheng Jin asked again: "Do you need to ask a doctor to come over?"
It's just a minor problem. Shen Jia Nian didn't want to stir up trouble, so he quickly shook his head and waved his hand: "No, no, I'll feel better after vomiting."
She took Fu Jichen's hand and walked to the restaurant: "Let's go over and eat. The food will get cold if we don't eat."
"Do you still want to eat?"
"Just thinking about it makes my stomach feel empty."
The two sat down at the dining table. Fu Jichen removed the chicken legs from her bowl and gave her a handful of green vegetables: "Try something light. If you still feel uncomfortable in your stomach, go to the hospital."
Shen Jia Nian ate the boiled cabbage heart without any nausea and smiled at him: "I said it's fine."
Fu Jichen's high-spirited heart returned to reality, and he took the opportunity to teach her a few words: "You are not allowed to eat those messy snacks in the future."
Shen Jia Nian nodded obediently, ate some more vegetables, drank some tomato and egg soup, and didn't eat rice if he didn't want to.
Fu Jichen was frightened by her, his appetite was affected, and he didn't eat much.
*
After learning that Yan's mother was discharged from the hospital, Yan Qiusheng took her back to the Mid-Levels Villa, and Shen Jia Nian went there the next day.
Sitting in the car, she thought about how she would deal with the fact that she had hardly practiced piano for more than a week. She would see the teacher later and if he made a surprise inspection.
Despite his gentle and elegant appearance, Teacher Yan is still very strict in his professional field, and the class assignments he gave several times were very tricky and challenging.
Shen Jia Nian pressed the doorbell with a hint of apprehension.
It was Yan's mother who answered the door. She was wearing a new wig. After more than a week of treatment, she looked in good spirits: "Jianian is here, come in quickly. I just made the roast according to the tutorial you gave me last time." Biscuit, help me taste it."
Yan's mother likes the sugar-free biscuits that Shen Jianian brought her very much. They have a taste that cannot be found in supermarkets. After Shen Jia Nian knew about it, she often asked Aunt Cheng to bring it to her. She was too embarrassed to always ask her for it, so she thought it would be fun to learn to make it by herself.
Shen Jia Nian heard her mention it and went back to ask Aunt Cheng for advice. Based on her dictation, she wrote down the detailed production steps and brought them to Yan's mother.
"Okay." Shen Jianian smiled, changed into slippers at the entrance, and came in. Hearing a conversation in the living room, she asked slightly doubtfully, "Are there any guests?"
Yan's mother said: "A certain director came to visit Qiu Sheng."
Shen Jia Nian did not go over to disturb him. He glanced over there, nodded to say hello to Yan Qiusheng who was sitting on the sofa, and then went to the kitchen with Yan's mother.
The man opposite Yan Qiusheng was thin, about the same age as him, with slightly longer hair, and a pair of half-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Following his line of sight, he turned around and saw Shen Jianian, and hesitantly said: "This is …”
"My disciple." Yan Qiusheng put the coffee cup back into the saucer.
The director paused for a moment, then a trace of confusion slowly appeared on his face: "Why didn't I know when you accepted an apprentice and you are still so young and beautiful?"
Speaking of the latter part, his tone took on an unknown meaning.
Yan Qiusheng rolled his eyes at him and got back to business: "As I said before, I have no plans to perform in public at the moment. This is what I will say to anyone who comes. You can find someone else."
The director was not in the mood to joke and said seriously: "Is there really no room for negotiation?"
Yan Qiusheng shook his head and answered firmly: "No."
"I think Auntie hopes you can go out to work. She was very happy when I came over."
Yan Qiusheng raised his eyes and looked at him, seeing through his intentions at a glance, and he didn't mind exposing it: "Stop making excuses with her. It's useless for you to ask her to lobby me."
The director touched his nose and sneered guiltily.
Anyone who knows Yan Qiusheng a little bit knows that he grew up in a single-parent family, and his mother is his weak point. If he can persuade Yan's mother, maybe things can be done.
Shen Jianian ate a few biscuits in the kitchen. The taste was almost the same as those made by Cheng Jin. She followed Yan's mother's instructions, put some on a plate, and brought them to the living room for the guests to taste.
She didn't know what to call the guests, so she just said: "Auntie baked cookies, let me bring them to you to try."
Yan Qiusheng patted the seat next to him and motioned for Shen Jianian to sit down.
Shen Jia Nian was stunned for a moment, and sat next to him with confusion, only to hear him say to the man eating biscuits opposite: "If you really can't find the right person, why not let her try."
Liao Kai choked and shifted his gaze to Shen Jianian's face. His appearance was suitable for the camera, but he was engaged in a music variety show, which was mainly promoted by the platform. It was formal and orthodox. Excellent skills were the threshold, and appearance was secondary.
However, to be Yan Qiusheng's only apprentice, he must have good piano skills.
However, he has his own concerns.
Shen Jia Nian couldn't understand what they were talking about, so he could only ask Yan Qiusheng: "What do you want me to try?"
"This is Director Liao Kai and Liao. You may not know him. Do you know the variety show "Forest Band"? He directed it." Yan Qiusheng first introduced the person in front of her to her.
Shen Jia Nian opened his eyes slightly and looked at Liao Kai in awe: "You turned out to be the director of "The Jungle Band". Every season is very exciting. I remember there are twelve issues in a season, and there are four seasons in total. I watch it over and over again. I watched it many times and thought I would wait for the fifth season, but then I never heard any news about the launch of the fifth season.”
"Forest Band" is a music variety show, but she prefers to call it a music documentary.
Everyone's impression of music variety shows is that singers stand on a glittering stage, wearing exquisite costumes and makeup, competing, voting, and eliminating rounds after rounds. "Forest Band" is different. It is very down-to-earth. It discovers folk artists from all over the country and even remote mountain villages, builds stages for them that suit local characteristics, and invites them to perform.
Because of this program, Shen Jianian became aware of many ethnic musical instruments that he could not name before.
The shots of this variety show are beautiful, simple, and very textured. Watching it is like tasting a pot of home-brewed wine. It is sweet and slightly astringent, which is very comfortable.
She had paid attention to the director of this variety show, but she only knew the name "Liao Kai" and didn't know what he looked like.
Now I finally see him in person.
Yan Qiusheng saw that the little girl's eyes lit up, and he laughed and said: "Who are your idols? Tell me so that I can be mentally prepared. Otherwise, I would have thought that I was your only idol. Well, it would be a bit embarrassing."
Shen Jianian was teased, pursed his lips, tried to calm down, and whispered: "You are the number one idol I like."
Yan Qiusheng covered his chest: "I was comforted."
Liao Kai laughed out loud at the conversation between master and apprentice.
"Director Liao is preparing a brand new music variety show, which lacks a cellist. He wanted to invite me to record an episode. I refused and recommended you to him."
Shen Jianian had a surprised expression on his face: "Me?"
Yan Qiusheng clenched his hand into a fist and put it on his lips, coughing lightly, looking at the man opposite him with a playful look: "Of course, Director Liao hasn't decided to use you yet."
"Don't say bad things about me in front of the little girl." Liao Kai smiled and waved his hands.
He looked at Shen Jianian and told her the requirements and procedures of the program. Then he pointed at Yan Qiusheng and said, "I have no hope for your teacher. No one can persuade him to change his decision. You are his The apprentice is someone he strongly recommends, so his piano skills are said to be about the same."
He paused slightly, as if he was considering his words. After a moment, he continued: "I have to make it clear that part of the reason why I invited your teacher to participate in this program is because of his fame. The world-class cello player disappeared. After many years, once you come out, there will be a lot of discussion. I am a layman, and I also need gimmicks to earn ratings. Now if it were you, I wouldn’t dare to bet."
He explained it very clearly.
Shen Jianian could understand his plan: "What do you want me to do?"
"Let's record a video and put it online to test the waters. By the way, let me appreciate the piano skills of Yan Qiusheng's disciples?" Liao Kai tried to propose to her in a questioning tone.
