"Qianqian, my father's matter is not what you think. He made meritorious service and was appreciated by his superiors, so he was promoted to other departments. Because the matter involved confidentiality, it was not reported in the news."
Chen Qian didn't care about the eyes of others at all, hugging him tightly like a sloth, showing with her actions that she didn't believe Wang Qingyun's words to comfort her.
"Have you paid attention to the news from the past few days?"
"no, what happened?"
"Just a few days ago, the criminal gangs that have been entrenched in Yangqian City for many years, such as the Canglang Gang and the Zhonghehui, as well as some small gangs, were all uprooted by the police station. The rectification plan of Yangqian City to clean up evil trees and create new trends was also featured on CCTV Didn’t you read the report?”
Chen Qian began to believe Wang Qingyun's words. Could it be that she had really made a mistake?
After questioning two police officers and four employees working at the station, Chen Qian was sure that what Wang Qingyun said was true.
"Then...then according to you, your father was promoted, not Shuanggui?"
Wang Qingyun pointed to the car parked on the side of the road in the distance: "If my dad was double-regulated, do you think I can still have Santana sitting in it now?"
"Ah -" Worrying for nothing, Chen Qian let go and held Wang Qingyun's hand tightly. Thinking about what she had just said and those shameful hugs, her pitiful pretty face turned red to the roots of her ears. She was so embarrassed. , how could I say such a thing.
Wang Qingyun clasped her cattails with his backhand and said with a wicked smile: "Hey, you want to run away? It's too late!"
"You... let go, I... I want to go back to class!" The shyness at this moment and the determination just now were completely different. Chen Qian was confused when she cared about it, and her mind was dizzy when she recalled her "reckless" behavior.
"Look at you, you even wear the wrong socks when you go out. How can you teach like this?"
Chen Qian followed Wang Qingyun's fingers down and saw her own socks, one black and one white, and she felt itchy at the base of her ears, as if a reed was scratching them.
"Qianqian, it's my fault that my father didn't tell you about his promotion in time and made you worry. Can you let me go shopping with you in Yangqian today as an apology?"
Chen Qian ran over in such a panic. She thought the sky was falling, but unexpectedly, it was good news. Of course she missed her little man so much, but now that the misunderstanding was solved, she also had her own considerations.
"No, I... I have to go back. You will take the college entrance examination in a few days. I... I will wait for you at home." After saying this, Chen Qian was too embarrassed to see anyone and wanted to dig open a crack in the ground and get in. The girl who has always been our daughter, saying such words in front of a man is already her limit.
If a wife is found like this, what else can a husband ask for?
"Qianqian, let me buy you something, just the same thing, okay?"
Chen Qian looked at Wang Qingyun's bright eyes, her whole body felt a little soft.
Biting her lip, she said shyly: "Okay."
The two of them took a car and arrived in front of an antique elegant house. Before they entered the courtyard, the faint sound of guzheng sounded, mixed with the delicate sound of pipa.
Chen Qian seemed to have thought of something, and held Wang Qingyun's hand still, pulling him out.
"Qianqian, this is the first gift I give you. I have 30,000 to 50,000 yuan as a gift every year. The most of it is 1,000 yuan. It's just a good environment. It's no big deal. Let's go."
Afraid that Wang Qingyun would spend money for herself, Chen Qian took a step after hearing this.
Stepping on the path paved with fine cobblestones, crossing the gate, what you see is lush and beautiful bamboos. Behind the screen with paintings of landscapes, there are people talking faintly. The fragrance of sandalwood penetrates your nose, coupled with the gurgling water. The cool sound makes it worthy of being the most famous ancient musical instrument holy place in the province - Wuyinfang.
"Hello, guest, welcome to Wuyinfang." The pretty waiter at the reception greeted them enthusiastically, without any slighting due to their simple attire.
"We heard that Wuyinfang's guzheng is of good quality and wanted to come and have a look."
The waiter smiled and said: "We have a rule here when choosing instruments. We only sell them to people who can play. The owner said that only people who really like music will take care of their instruments. He doesn't want his instruments to be damaged for no reason.
This lady should be able to play the guzheng. I wonder if you could condescend to go to the guzheng room and play a few notes. It would be convenient for me to take you to see the guzheng? "
When the guzheng was mentioned, the shame in Chen Qian's eyes faded a lot, and she answered first: "Okay."
Seeing the longing look in the beauty's eyes, Wang Qingyun knew that he was in the right place.
The two of them walked through the bamboo forest and plum garden with the waiter. From time to time, someone was playing a pipa or a guzheng in the forest. Whenever she heard a new song, Chen Qian couldn't help but stop. Her hands excitedly played out of thin air, and her heart was filled with excitement. It's written on your face.
The waiter who led the way was already used to it and was waiting patiently.
After walking for about seven or eight minutes, the three of them stopped in front of a round arch. They looked up and saw a wide courtyard with the name Zheng Fang on a plaque. It was bathed in sunlight. In front of the four-story attic, there were There are hundreds of stone platforms, each of which is five meters wide in front, which is very wide.
At this moment, on the stone platform in front, more than twenty children aged eleven or twelve are learning guzheng from the teacher on the podium.
Chen Qian crossed the two people and ran to the side excitedly. In her eyes, the Zheng room at this moment was a holy place in a dream.
Wang Qingyun said softly: "Select the guzheng in a while and bring the best one directly. The quotation cannot exceed 10,000. Don't let her know the real price."
"Yes sir."
After the song ended, Chen Qian realized that she was no longer beside Wang Qingyun. She looked around and saw that the other person was waiting for her at the gate. She jumped over to him with the shyness of a young girl.
The waiter prepared a guzheng, and Wang Qingyun put on the armor for her finger by finger. The waiter next to him couldn't help laughing and said:
"This lady is so lucky. It's rare to find such a patient boyfriend."
Chen Qian blushed and said nothing, but looked at Wang Qingyun lovingly.
"Okay Qianqian, let's talk." Wang Qingyun sat on the grass next to him. Speaking of which, this was the first time he heard Chen Qian play the guzheng.
Before playing the guzheng, Chen Qian was still the same Chen Qian, shy, timid, but brave. With a deep breath, her unique breath awakened, and the instant charm attracted Wang Qingyun, the waiter, and the girl who had just poked out the back door. The man was also stunned.
Bang!
Multiple notes sing in unison, with different tones, but they come out and end together. For a moment, it seems as if you can see flowers blooming and falling, emerging in spring and hiding in winter. This is a hundred-flower hand that requires extremely high skills.
Thump-thump-thump, thump-thump-thump-thump!
I saw Chen Qian's fingers flying, each and every wonderful note forming a tune in her ears. Finally, she moved the moon with her overlord hand, bringing the tune to a climax in just a few seconds. Even though Wang Qingyun didn't understand music, he could still hear the meaning. It's wonderful, not to mention the two people on the side who are mesmerized by just a few notes and enjoy it with their eyes closed.
The more I look at it, the happier I feel. My wife is so temperamental, my wife is so beautiful, my wife really loves me, Wang Qingyun can't help but be narcissistic, Chen Qian is so beautiful when she plays the guzheng.
The slight movement of the black hair is like the ups and downs of the mountains, the movement of the beautiful eyes is the pouring out of the essence of heaven and earth, and the gentle smile at the corner of the mouth is the source of the uncontrollable impulse in the heart.
It's as fluttering as the red green of a fairy mountain, and as dim as the waves of a river. You can't see its shape, and you can't hear its sound. Once you close your eyes, you'll feel like a fairy, and you'll feel alive in your heart.
After the song ended, Wang Qingyun realized that there were no less than fifty people inside and outside the room. Children who had just learned guzheng, teachers teaching guzheng, passers-by, and waiters all came over.
Except for Wang Qingyun, almost everyone closed their eyes to appreciate it.
"Qianqian, it sounds so nice." Wang Qingyun gave a thumbs up.
Chen Qian smiled and said nothing. Her little man had not yet heard what was being played.
Just as the two of them were about to wake up the waiter, the man who came out from the back curtain spoke first: "Young lady, you play this piece of music so well, so sincerely." After the man complimented him, he looked at Wang Qingyun and said:
"My little friend, you are blessed."
Monk Wang Qingyun was confused and rolled his eyes at the man.
Am I blessed? Of course I know, this is my wife, what kind of look are you looking at? Is it envy or jealousy?
The waiter on the side woke up from his intoxication, bowed respectfully to Chen Qian and said, "It's like listening to the immortal music and your ears are temporarily clear. Today Xiaojia has seen the real immortal."
While talking, the waiter looked at Wang Qingyun with the same look, just more reserved.
"Sister, the guzheng you play is so beautiful. Tingting makes me want to cry."
"Sister, I want to learn to play the piano from you. I can give you extra lessons every day, and I promise to be obedient!"
…
The guzheng teacher looked at Chen Qian and hesitated to speak. It seemed that what she wanted to say was said by the student, and she was a little embarrassed.
Wang Qingyun stood up and stood in front of everyone, his sharp eyes swept across everyone, and said coldly: "Shut up, we are just here to buy guzheng, no one will teach us!"
Several students were frightened by him, and their eyes instantly turned red when they thought that they could not follow suit.
The waiter quickly asked the man aside for instructions:
"Master, this lady wants to see the guzheng. How about I take her to the fourth floor to see it?"
The man waved his hands, not hiding the discomfort on his face: "I'll take them there, and you can go do your business."
After the waiter finished chatting with the boss, he and the guzheng teacher quickly led a group of children outside, patiently comforting them while leading them.
The boss led the way, and the two of them followed behind.
Even the well-informed owner of Wuyinfang was fascinated by that ghost. Thinking with his big toe, he also knew that Chen Qian's talent in playing the guzheng was no longer strong, but the best.
"Qianqian, I didn't expect you to play the guzheng so well. Then let's go out together. Am I a thief?"
Poof——
Chen Qian couldn't help but laugh out loud. She smiled playfully, revealing her cute dimples: "That's for sure."
"Well Qianqian, I have a bad stomach and I want to eat soft rice from now on. Is that okay with you?"
Chen Qian pinched him and said nothing. She just put her hand in his palm and said nothing.
Feng Le, who was leading the way, couldn't stand listening anymore. The fairy in his heart was actually teased by a reckless man who looked so out of place.
Looking back at Chen Qian, she said seriously: "Madam, if you need any help, I can help you for free. I hope you will not be deceived by some people with ulterior motives. Your talent is far beyond yours." imagination."
Is this a man who looks down on himself? Chen Qian's face turned cold, and she changed from the gentle and sweet neighbor sister to an iceberg in an instant, and said coldly: "Thank you, boss, no need."
Although he was exhausted, Fen Le felt unhappy all the time. He felt like a flower, oh no, a fairy flower, stuck in the cow dung. Teeth itching with anger, he strode to the fourth floor.
The fourth floor is not big, only about fifty square meters, but it only has glass display cabinets. It seems that other things are not qualified to appear here. Under the orange light, it looks much empty.
When they arrived on the fourth floor, Feng Le didn't say anything. Chen Qian was confused at first. Four guzhengs of different shapes were placed in the glass cabinet. Some were mainly red elements, with dragons and phoenixes, and some were quiet and deep, mainly ebony.
"Muxue, Feihong, Qianyan, Guying, boss, you have these four pianos!"
The four guzhengs each have their own characteristics. Chen Qian almost started dancing when she looked from one to the fourth, then from the fourth to the first.
Feng Le said regretfully: "Girl, these are all imitations. The real famous zheng has been burned in the war."
Upon hearing that it was a counterfeit, Chen Qian felt real sadness on her face, as if her child had been deprived of her life.
Feng Le ignored the previous suspicion, broke his rule of not looking at anything, took out the deep black sandalwood figure from the glass cabinet and said:
"Girl, how about you try?"
Chen Qian walked into the guzheng and gently touched the strings with her hands. She didn't move her hands, just rubbed them slightly, and the wonderful musical notes flew out from the guzheng, deep and sad.
It's like a gray-haired, lonely old man sitting in the corner, looking at the sunset that is about to set. There is really no one to care about, guarding a little beggar, and talking about his life that is about to extinguish.
After a long time, Chen Qian put down her hands from the guzheng and turned back to look at Wang Qingyun.
"I...I don't want to buy it."
This time, Wang Qingyun understood.
Chen Qian was lamenting that beautiful things are fleeting and the world has no eternity. When she thought about her sick father, even if he was cured, he would have to leave her one day, she felt so sad that she couldn't control herself.
Wang Qingyun gently held the beauty's hand: "Qianqian, pessimistically denying everything, thinking that everything will disappear, this is the obliteration of our own existence.
No one knows who comes first, tomorrow or the accident, but I know that at the moment, if we can do what we want, even if it is only for a second, then this life is enough, such as now. "
"Boom——"
Wang Qingyun kissed Chen Qian with a smirk on his face. Chen Qian, who was immersed in sadness, couldn't avoid it and quickly reached out to hit him, with a face full of embarrassment.
"Then you go eat Malatang with me, I'm hungry!"
When Chen Qian pouted and said the words "I'm hungry" coquettishly, Wang Qingyun knew why Chen Qian was so talented at playing the guzheng. It was because this silly girl could hear good words and accept them immediately. .
"Okay, let's eat then and buy some more next time."
Feng Le watched the two of them making love to each other in front of him, and his teeth itched with anger, but at the same time, he secretly admired what Wang Qingyun had just said.
Yes, although dreams are mass-produced, everyone is unique after all. How many people are busy all their lives and have never lived for themselves.
The two held hands and walked to the stairs on the second floor when Feng Le suddenly said:
"No. 25, Xingfu Street, there is the guzheng you want."
call out--
A pure black business card flew out from the second floor, made a wide circle, and accurately penetrated the wooden pile on the fourth floor within one centimeter.
"Thank you, boss. I owe you a favor. If you need anything, call me."
Feng Le took out the business card with his hand, and it turned out to be ordinary cardboard. It was so far away that a wooden stake was inserted into it!
If he had dared to say a few more outrageous words just now, with the strength of the other party, Feng Le's neck would go cold. Maybe, he would die without even knowing.
Today is a meeting, what does it mean to not show your true face.
