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Chapter 38 Acacia Birthday Present.(1/2)

I have confirmed with Master Fang that such a good thing is indeed true. From Master Fang, Jiang Shiying learned the little girl's name—

Yan Ge.

The sea is peaceful and the river is clear, and the singing and dancing are peaceful, which is a good name.

As the old man asked, Master Fang also operated it on Jiang Shiying's mobile phone and found the relevant performance video of Miss Yan for the old man to understand it briefly.

The first is the edited video of the music area of ​​B station.

"Full editing! Yan Xiaoge's song and the single loop of the thumb piano, a must-have for learning and work"

Jiang Shiying watched the first video and his thoughts were a little heavy.

Weisheng really said that this little girl named Yan sang well and had great musical skills.

Since that's the case, then listen.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shiying clicked on the video and listened quietly with an appreciation attitude.

It is the prelude to the ears. It is a full twenty-one second, desolate and sad. The music comes from the strings, and it is like a pen falling into ink, slowly smearing the autumn thoughts on the paper.

Twenty-one seconds later, the sound is like a chick of young phoenixes, coming across thousands of mountains and evening snow!

"The grass and trees are falling and getting thicker in the evening, and the years are coming to autumn..."

Quietly and calmly, Jiang Shiying finished listening to this song "Don't Know Autumn".

Doesn't it sound nice?

Of course not.

On the contrary, Mr. Jiang was born into a famous person. Although he was not proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he also had certain musical attainments. Therefore, he could hear that this little Yan had a natural singing voice, good singing skills, and was full of emotions, which was very infectious.

But for an 85-year-old man, this infectious ability can play a limited role.

At the age of 80, I have seen thousands of sails. Although the experience of the elderly is more experienced than that of young people, their feelings are far less abundant than that of the latter.

Human feelings are like a string. When you first polish it, you can detect every slight tremor. Over time, you will slowly become numb. As for one day, the string may collapse and people will not notice it.

When it comes to aging, it actually refers not only to age, but also to mentality.

For example, at this moment, after listening to this song "Don't Know Autumn", the old man only thought it was nice, but if he was touched, that was not possible.

The editing of B station includes two songs by Yan Ge, one song and the other is broadcast. Jiang Shiying listened directly without pressing the pause.

The second song is the theme song of the ancient style immortal cultivation game "The Travel of Eternal Life", "The Great Way of Eternal Life".

"White Yujing in the sky, the twelfth floor and the five cities..."

"I came from the mortal world and came here to seek immortality!"

I used Li Bai's poems, and the poems and fairies are also immortals. When I heard a sentence, my thoughts were like immersed in it, and they floated to the blue sky with the ethereal music. But I saw that there were immortals stroking the heads on the road of immortals outside the nine heavens, and I was looking for immortality in order to seek immortality!

The fairy music is floating everywhere!

Mr. Jiang nodded slightly without realizing it.

Sing well and the meaning is exquisite.

Judging from the age of Miss Xiao Yan, she can have such a singing voice and sing such a foundation-

High, really high!

Wonderful, really wonderful!

At this point, Jiang Shiying had already admired this little girl he had not met yet. However, he realized that he had seen too many worlds and experienced too many storms. Yes, he admired such a singing voice, and was just appreciating it. If he was moved, it was impossible to say that he was moved.

At this time, the second song has been finished, and the third song is next.

Not a song, but a song.

When the fingertips are tucked on the thin piece of the piano body, the thumb and piano also resonate with it. The glorious chapters are flowing like fog; the clear and bright, like a stream. The tune is full of clockwork, but it is more transparent than the music of the music box.

Lightly tweet, clear sound.

Sadness is like dust floating in the room, flowing invisibly between the horizontal lines of the music score, as if it is invisible, but it is everywhere.

At that time, Jiang Shiying's wheelchair was facing outside the bay window. On the side of the Jiang family's old house, the sky was completely destroyed, and the starry sky was seen.

The world is vast, but people are lonely.

The past and present are all ancient and modern.

One by one, one by one, like sighs, breath, admiration, thoughts, like crying, like sorrow and gentleness. The music from the Kalynbaqin is also like a short dagger, the tip of the knife dances between the listeners' thoughts, as if to split and tear apart the human false decor!

When the music flows, the years are frozen like this, and a century is a second. It is like fast forwarding. Inexplicably, the past is full of scenes flashing in front of Jiang Shiying's eyes.

Young, young, carefree; young, middle-aged, in chaos.

What you love, hate, accept, forgive.

It became empty in an instant.

His eyes closed slightly, and the enthusiasm rose from the bottom of his eyes. Before he knew it, Jiang Shiying was completely immersed in the music.

Of course he knew the song: "Friendship lasts forever".

But listening at this moment made him think of more memories.

The past is like smoke.

The old man closed his eyes and let his mind be completely immersed in the sea of ​​joy.

But unexpectedly, just at this moment, the rhythm suddenly accelerated and the style of the music changed!

When the golden light comes, the thick fog dissipates; when spring returns to the earth, all things grow!

The indescribable briskness came out of Jiang Shiying's heart, as if the cold winter was over, the first line of spring breeze spread across the Qinling and Huaihe River and came straight to the north!

Unconsciously, Jiang Shiying opened his eyes.

Outside the bay window, stars hang everywhere. The sky and the earth are vast as boundless, but there is a cluster of honeysuckle flowers that bloom in full bloom at the corner of the window, and the white fragrance of the moon moves.

There is no need to follow the essence of things, the meaning of flowers blooming!

There is no need to pursue the past years, the present is life!

Momo seemed to have the strength to fill his body, but he couldn't help but stand up from his wheelchair and walk towards the bay window.

The music has stopped, but my heart is immersed for a long time.

After his wife passed away and his leg broke and he was in a wheelchair, Jiang Shiying hadn't felt this way for a long time.

Before today, he was depressed for a while and was unable to accept the fact that his wife had passed away. Even though he knew that his legs had healed, he had lost the will to stand up from a wheelchair.

If one of his legs steps into the coffin board, just die.

But at this moment, like the fog is gone, Jiang Shi should sincerely feel—

He can live another five hundred years!

"..." Of course, this is an exaggeration.

You can live another fifteen years or five years.

When Jiang Shiying was listening to music, the dinner downstairs had already begun. Before Mr. Jiang arrived, the manager of the family came to the study room upstairs to invite someone, "Jiang..."

After saying one word, all the words followed were stuck in my throat.

When she touched the shadow standing by the window, her silver hair was white, but her spine was straight.

With a "bang", the menu in the manager's hand fell to the ground.

The housekeeper came with the manager. Seeing that the manager had lost his attitude, he rebuked: "How do you do it?" As he said this, the housekeeper bent down and picked up the menu, got up to call the old man, but when he saw the figure by the window, his eyes were stunned.

For a moment, the two of them looked at me, and I looked at you, and they were completely unbelievable—

Stand up!

Mr. Jiang, stand up!

...

Because her idol did not come during the fourth episode of the show, naturally, the box of red bean-flavored chocolate hidden in her backpack when Yan Ge participated in the show was not successfully delivered.

The fourth episode will be Sunday, and three more days will be after that, the next Wednesday, which will be her idol’s birthday.

August 7.

The prepared gift was not given, so Yan Ge decided to give the chocolate out when attending the birthday meeting.

Because the studio advocates not to make a list, no fundraising, no support, and no gifts will be accepted, so on August 7 every year, although the velvet flowers will prepare gifts and bring them to birthday meetings, in the end, fans will exchange gift blind boxes with each other and will not give them to their idols themselves.

Yan Ge asked a girl who usually contacted her more on Weibo and also added WeChat. On Tuesday night, Yan Ge contacted the other party and wanted to determine the location of the meeting.

The girl's WeChat and Weibo nicknames are the same as "lettuce is a small velvet flower".

Yan Ge translated his friend from the beginning of w.

She pointed in with her fingers, edited the message and sent it: "Hello [smile], can I see you at the Bookstore tomorrow?"

After sending the message, Yan Ge accidentally caught a glimpse of the other person's avatar.

A blank space.
To be continued...
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