Early in the morning, the couple packed up and set off in high spirits.
For this family, buying a car is also a big deal.
After a busy morning and completing all the formalities, I finally put the car on and drove back.
After returning home at noon, Fang Xuehua was busy looking at car mats online.
Qin Gang sat on the sofa and smoked a cigarette, then went to the kitchen to cook.
After a while, I remembered the sound of cooking in the kitchen.
"Qin Gang."
At this moment, Fang Xuehua's voice came from the living room.
"Lao Chen called you."
Qin Gang turned off the fire and walked out of the kitchen while wiping his hands.
The phone was still there at this time, and he took it from Fang Xuehua.
"Hey, Lao Chen."
"Uh-huh,"
"He's still wild outside. Is Kangkang back?"
"Hahaha, what are you talking about? I'm still cooking."
A phone call that lasted about five minutes.
...
...
"Anyway, let's look at my son."
During the meal, Fang Xuehua took Qin Gang's words and said, "If he wants to go, he will go. If he doesn't want to go, it's up to you to tell Lao Chen back."
Qin Gang nodded, "Okay, I'll call Qin Jian again in the evening and ask first."
Lao Chen is a junior director in the office of the Yangcheng City Education Bureau, and is also Qin Gang's college classmate.
Although they are now superiors and subordinates at work, they are still quite good friends in private.
In the selection of job titles in the school these years, if Qin Gang's character of being silent and never fighting for anything, he would definitely not be able to compete with those young teachers in their thirties. Fortunately, there is a good friend like Lao Chen who has been secretly helping.
He was so busy that he was evaluated as a primary school teacher at the end of last year.
Lao Chen's call to Qin Gang did come with good intentions, but of course there was something else in it.
The Spring Festival is not coming soon. As usual, the city will organize a Yangcheng Spring Festival Gala, with programs selected by the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles, the Education Bureau and other subordinate institutions.
This year, Lao Chen happened to be in charge of planning and selecting programs for the Education Bureau. He immediately thought of Qin Jian, so he called Qin Gang.
In the past year, Qin Gang and his wife have heard a lot of big scenes from their son and daughter. In addition, they went to the National Center for the Performing Arts to watch the grand Huayun Competition live last year, so now they don't feel any subtle feelings in their hearts.
How about the Spring Festival Gala in county-level cities?
It was mainly Lao Chen who opened the door.
But even this time, the couple still decided to see if Qin Jian was willing. If he was willing, he would go. If not, forget it.
In the evening, Qin Gang called Qin Jian.
Then he told Qin Jian about it.
Qin Gang finally said: "See for yourself."
After a moment, Qin Jian's voice rang on the other end of the phone, "How long will the show take about and what is its nature, solo or ensemble?"
Qin Gang replied: "Uncle Chen didn't tell you the specifics. It should be just two pieces of music. Our small stage is not so elaborate. Didn't I show it to you once two years ago?"
"It's the night of the first grade of junior high school, right?" Qin Jian's voice rang on the phone again.
Qin Gang said: "Yes."
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On the other end of the phone, Qin Jian thought for a moment, "Okay, dad, tell Uncle Chen, it's okay."
The father and son said a few more words before hanging up the phone.
Putting down the phone, Qin Jian couldn't laugh or cry for a while.
This is already the third "notice" he has received in the past few days.
Lin Zihui called him the day before yesterday and conveyed Mr. Lin's invitation, saying that he wanted to invite him to participate in this year's Spring Festival Gala in Nanshi. When he and Shen Qingci had dinner with Xia Dong yesterday, Xia Dong also asked him if he was interested in participating in the Yan'an Gala.
New Year's concert in Beijing.
Both of them were paid, especially the Spring Festival concert in Yanjing. The amount given by Xia Dong was quite high.
However, Qin Jian declined both of these things. It was too late in Yanjing, and he just wanted to go home after recording next Monday.
The situation in Nanshi was similar. On New Year's Eve, he just wanted to be at home with his parents.
But on the Yangcheng side, Qin Jian agreed without much thought.
First of all, he knew that Lao Chen had taken good care of his family over the years, including the issue of He Jing's academic status and later the issue of Qin Gang's professional title. Qin Jian also used his own way to repay the favor. On the other hand,
, he is originally from Yangcheng.
No matter how many stages he has experienced outside and what honors he has received, when he returns to Yangcheng, he is a native of Yangcheng.
"Two pieces of music, um————"
Qin Jian sat in front of the piano and began to think. Since it was the Spring Festival Gala, he had to have something festive and down to earth.
Qin Jian started making gestures on the piano.
Touch for a while, stop for a while.
Touch it for a while, then stop for a while.
For a moment, he didn't even know what to play at that time.
After a while, he felt that he really couldn't think of any good music today, so he gave up temporarily.
then.
Qin Jian left the piano, made a bucket of instant noodles, and then turned on the record player to start his translation check-in today.
At noon the next day, Qin Gang's call came again. On the phone, he told Qin Jian in detail about the performance. The show would last about ten minutes, and it was best to play something down-to-earth.
"After all, it is a big stage for the people." It could be heard that Qin Gang was also very happy about Qin Jian's attitude on this matter.
At the end of the phone call, "Uncle Chen said, whether it's a solo or something else, you can figure out how to arrange it, so he'll leave it to you. But let me tell you first, we don't have an orchestra to accompany you."
"
Qin Jian probably understood, "I know, when will the program be reviewed?"
"I didn't say this, but you don't need to pay too much attention to it. Don't waste your time because of this matter. I gave your phone number to Uncle Chen. If there is any problem, he will call you directly."
"Okay dad, let's do this first."
After hanging up the phone again, Qin Jian already knew what was going on.
It was pretty much what he expected, it was down-to-earth and lively.
"Let me arrange it myself, but without an orchestra."
As he murmured, Qin Jian had an idea flash in his mind, and a brilliant idea popped up.
He then made a call to Fang Xiaoyu.
The call was answered quickly.
As soon as the connection was connected, a girl's energetic voice sounded, "Hey! Master! You are back!!"
Qin Jian smiled and said: "No, no, Xiaoyu, are you busy in the New Year and the New Year?"
"That's it..." Qin Jian told Fang Xiaoyu about the Yangcheng Spring Festival Gala, and also expressed the purpose of his call.
"Master, do you want me to play accompaniment for you?"
"Hey, no, I just want you to come with me to participate. I haven't decided on the repertoire yet, but in the next two days, I will decide on it for you. It should be a duet, how about it?"
After a moment, a timid girl's voice came over the phone: "Master... I want to play with you... I'm afraid I'll hold you back."
"What are you afraid of? If I say you can do it, you can do it. Now it depends on whether you are willing or not."
Seeing that Fang Xiaoyu didn't move, Qin Jian continued: "Let's talk about it with your family and give me a call later."
There was another moment of hesitation on the phone, "Ah, master, no need to discuss, I'll go!"
Qin Jian Yile said, "Okay, let's just say it's agreed. It won't be difficult when I give you the music. Don't worry."
To say that Qin Jian really wanted to support his little apprentice, it didn't matter to him, but for Fang Xiaoyu, even the Spring Festival Gala stage in a county-level city was a rare opportunity to show his face.
I think when Fang Xiaoyu's parents were in the audience watching their daughter on the stage, they should also be able to smile with relief.
Furthermore, looking at Yangcheng, except for Qin Gang, Qin Jian could not find anyone who could play accompaniment for him for a while.