Chapter 970 The romance of the previous generation
The big stone in Yan Lingyun's heart was completely relieved.
"When the time comes, with your help, we will definitely kill that kid here!"
"certainly!"
This time, the voice answered firmly.
"That boy is young and has such extraordinary achievements in the world. If he is allowed to grow up, I am afraid that over time, I will be threatened by him."
"Such a scourge, I will definitely not let him grow up!"
Hearing the Venerable's confident words, Yan Lingyun also breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as His Holiness is willing to help, a mere Qin Changsheng will be nothing more than an ant after all!
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After An Dinghai and Zhao Xinrui left the Yan family, they returned directly to the Kyoto Hotel and conspired with representatives from all parties to attend the appointment.
After two hours, everyone dispersed, and most of the details had been explained clearly.
Now, we are ready to go, all we need is the east wind.
What surprised everyone was that most other families or forces sent their second-in-command, third-in-command or elders in charge of force, but the Qin family directly sent Qin Jinghui, the actual head of the family.
The level of attention was immediately filled up.
In a concert hall after the meeting, Qin Changsheng played the piano, and sweet music flowed in the hall.
A middle-aged man in a suit walked in slowly, stopped the waiter from interrupting Qin Changsheng, and stood quietly admiring it.
This scene is actually a little extra warm.
"Why did you come in person?"
Qin Changsheng slowly put down the piano cover and looked at Qin Jinghui.
Although the relationship between father and son is not very good now, they can at least communicate normally.
For two men, perhaps, this kind of distance that is neither far nor close is the best way to get along.
Qin Jinghui said jokingly: "For such a big thing, of course my Qin family has to set an example. Besides, is it possible that I am still afraid that you will tie me up?"
After saying this, both of them laughed in unison.
The last time, when Qin Jinghui was so confident that his eldest son would not attack him, he was packed away in a sack the next second.
Qin Changsheng smiled: "I don't have that kind of hobby. Besides, you are the head of the Qin family. Who dares to touch you?"
Qin Jinghui shook his head. If Qin Changsheng was interested in his position now, he would not even hesitate to move his butt.
As long as his son wants, everything in the Qin family can be his.
Qin Jinghui's eyes turned to the piano in front of Qin Changsheng, and his eyes became very soft.
"Back then, your mother was also very talented in music. If she had been exposed to a good enough music education since she was a child, she would be a musician with a name resounding all over the world by now."
A child like him who comes from a well-known family has naturally been influenced by some arts.
However, Qin Jinghui knew that he did not have any talent in this area. The few musical understandings he had were all those famous teachers who took the trouble to instill in him because of his status.
Now that he saw Qin Changsheng playing the piano with his own eyes and felt Qin Changsheng's transcendent level, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
These musical talents are all gifts she left to her children.
Qin Changsheng did not answer Qin Jinghui's words. In his heart, Qin Jinghui still had no qualifications to talk to him about his mother.
Her skillful hands that should have been dancing on the piano ended up sinking into the oil and dirt of the fried skewers shop, trapped in the trivialities and trivialities of life.
Seeing that Qin Changsheng was unwilling to say anything more, Qin Jinghui sighed secretly in his heart.
As he spoke, he became cautious.
It's interesting to say that after a certain age, parents who seem to be getting along with their children will actually become more cautious.
"Chang Sheng, you know, in fact, you and I are university alumni?"
This actually surprised Qin Changsheng: "Really? Is there such a thing?"
Qin Changsheng always thought that a young master from a big family like Qin Jinghui would be sent to a place like a foreign country for further study when he was studying.
"Actually, it's not just me, but also your mother, who is also your school friend."
With that said, Qin Jinghui sent a gold-gilded notice in front of Qin Changsheng.
"You may not know that you have graduated while you were away from the university. You didn't catch up with the graduation ceremony either. However, over the years, the school has had a traditional activity, which is to climb Kongming Mountain..."
Kongmingshan is a beautiful mountain on the outskirts of Beijing. It is said that many young people choose to go there for outings, companies, and school team-building activities.
If it were Qin Changsheng in the past, he might be willing to participate in this special moment.
But for him now, all of this is like a child playing house, and has lost too much practical meaning.
Qin Changsheng politely took the envelope from Qin Jinghui's hand and read it casually.
Looking at Qin Changsheng's actions, Qin Jinghui knew that he had no intention of going there at all.
While sighing in his heart, he still wanted to fight for it: "Immortality, if possible, I hope you can go and take a look. The sunrise on Kongming Peak is very good and worth seeing, and..."
Qin Jinghui paused, a look of nostalgia flashed across his face.
"And, that's where your mother and I... decided to spend our lives."
Qin Changsheng's movements paused for a moment.
In fact, he never felt that his parents' love was something worthy of praise.
No matter what the reason is, no matter what kind of unspeakable secret it is, it will never be forgiven.
However, this does not prevent Qin Changsheng from wanting to visit the place where his mother walked.
Qin Jinghui looked at Qin Changsheng, his eyes full of softness: "Changsheng, in fact, at that time, your name had already been decided. It was your mother who decided it."
"oh?"
Qin Changsheng was a little surprised.
He always thought that his name was actually just a simple wish, just like the name "Gou Sheng" that the older generation liked to use. Even dogs are left, and God is not willing to accept you. In order to pray for using this
People with this name will live long.
Could it be that his "immortality" has some deeper meaning in it?
Seeing Qin Changsheng finally showing a curious look, Qin Jinghui couldn't help but brag to his son.
"When I was studying, I was considered a young man. I spent a lot of effort carrying an electronic piano to the top of the mountain. Hehe, in the end, it was your mother who was the one talking all the time."
Qin Changsheng said to Qin Jinghui angrily: "Go to the top of the mountain to play the piano? You really can think of it!"
Qin Jinghui laughed and didn't care about Qin Changsheng's attitude.
"Don't tell me, under the rising sun, on the top of the mountain, the world is vast, playing a piece of music is really romantic."
Qin Changsheng looked at the piano in front of him and the storage bracelet on his hand, and fell into deep thought.