781. The Absurd Grunt Ye Yi's Life Experience Conjecture
Reiko had the illusion of being loved for a moment.
Yes, maybe a little shameless, but that's what she thinks.
No one knows how much she likes Mozart's music. Maybe others think she is just arty.
But she didn't care. No one stipulated who couldn't like what kind of music.
Moreover, it was Qin Jian's piano that further brought her closer to Mozart.
She happily packaged the two cakes carefully and pushed them to the bar together with the milk.
"Thank you," Qin Jian took out his mobile phone, "How much does it cost?"
Lizi mustered up her courage: "Teacher Qin, can I invite you?"
Qin Jian knew that these things were not cheap, "Thank you, no need."
When Li Zi saw Qin Jian's refusal, she didn't say anything directly, "Teacher Qin, the total is 87.6 yuan."
Qin Jian paid the money and then remembered, "Sorry, sorry." He put the pen in his shirt pocket on the bar, "Your pen."
Only then did Lizi realize that the person who came to borrow the pen was Qin Jian, and she hurriedly explained: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Teacher Qin, I was in a hurry just now and I didn't know it was you. I..."
"It doesn't matter." Qin Jian waved his hand, "By the way, I still need two birthday candles, just two."
Li Zi hurriedly squatted to the other side of the counter with a cry, and Qin Jian's eyes followed.
Then I saw Reiko taking out two exquisitely packaged candles from under the counter on the other side. The two candles were exactly the same as the candles she gave to Qin Jian last year.
Last year, she mistakenly thought that "Qin Jian is a down-and-out father who wants to celebrate his child's first birthday" and gave him a candle.
Qin Jian obviously had not forgotten that scene. Although he did not know what was in Reiko's mind at that time, he noticed this time that the candle had a price tag, 18 yuan a piece.
But the other party gave it to him directly last year.
Taking out the candle, Reiko stood up and stretched out her hand.
"Send it to you." This time her tone was firm, and her eyes were filled with a trace of expectation.
At this time, the music at the bar cut again, switching from the second movement of k331 to the third movement of k466.
Qin Jian couldn't help but find it funny. He took the candle handed over by Li Zi and said, "Do you usually play it randomly instead of playing the one, two and three movements?"
Reiko stuck out her tongue and said, "I always treat each section as a separate song."
When Qin Jian heard this statement for the first time, he felt very interesting.
He originally wanted to correct that a piece of music should be listened to in the order of movements 1, 2, and 3, but then he thought about it and found out that no one seemed to have stipulated that classical music must be listened to in this order.
"Then which song is your favorite?" Qin Jian asked.
"The third movement of the 24th Concerto?" Reiko said without thinking, and tried to use Qin Jian's term "movement".
"Thank you, I also like the third paragraph of k491 the best."
Qin Jian was happy with Yu Lizi's answer. He looked at the time and saw that it was almost three o'clock and it was time for him to leave.
His eyes glanced at the candle in his hand, and for a moment, he said, "There is my concert tonight."
For another moment, after hearing her idol say such words to herself, Reiko dared not even think about voting for 2888.
Reiko nodded her head a few times.
"Have you bought the tickets?" Qin Jian knew that it was difficult to buy tickets at Haishi Station.
Reiko nodded her head several times again without thinking.
Qin Jian also nodded, "Thank you, the ticket can be refunded before 12 noon tomorrow."
As he spoke, he took out an exquisite ticket with writing on it from his pocket.
Then he gently pushed the ticket in front of Reiko, "I think this position is more suitable for listening to the scene."
After that, he picked up the milk cake and left the cafe with the candle without Reiko's reaction.
After Qin Jian left, the coffee shop returned to calm.
When Reiko came back to her senses, there was nothing in front of her, as if nothing had happened.
She carefully picked up the ticket on the table.
'5288' is written in large letters next to the hot gold border.
'7 row 03'
Below row 03, seventh row.
‘Happy birthday, Lao Ke’
‘Qin Jian, 15.12.06’
I read the scrawled writing on the ticket from beginning to end again.
Lizi didn't know who Lao Ke was, she only knew that it was a priceless treasure.
He carefully put away the ticket Qin Jian gave her along with the pencil Qin Jian used, and then picked up the phone.
...
Next to the trash can at the crossroads in front of the cafe, Qin Jian inserted two candles into the cream cake on the lid of the bucket.
After lighting it up for a moment, he sang a few words of happy birthday.
Like a drunk wandering the streets at midnight.
He explained to Chris while facing the burning candle, "The tickets are given away. I don't have to burn them for you. You can just eat two more bites of the cake."
"I think it's pretty good, and you should think it's pretty good too."
...
Then he turned around and returned to the car.
"Sister Song, thank you for your hard work."
As soon as he got in the car, he handed another milk cake to Song Ling.
"It's not hard," Song Ling took the cake, the smell of butter filling her nose, "It smells great, thank you."
She put the cake aside, turned around and asked, "Next stop?"
"hotel."
Qin Jian took out his mobile phone and Xiaopang Duan posted a seemingly cute selfie.
I could see the little flames running around inside his body.
The car started again.
...
The concert at the Maritime Station was the largest of Qin Jian's nine stops south. Not only did he have to complete the concert during this trip to the sea, but he also had an interview program on Dragon TV before the concert.
This is his first time recording a domestic TV show.
Leping's arrangement is obvious and continues to create Qin Jian's photogenic potential.
After waking up early in the morning, Qin Jian, Feng Ziyan and Zhao Yinuo had a meal together and gave them the tickets they had promised.
After dinner, he took a car and rushed to the Dragon TV Building.
Put on makeup, change clothes, do styling.
After a series of preparations, he walked into the interview stage.
The stage is not big, and there are some audience members around the table.
The audience applauded, and Qin Jian nodded and smiled as he greeted the host Yang Lan who stood up.
"Hello, Teacher Yang."
"Hello Qin Jian." Yang Lan shook Qin Jian's hand elegantly and generously, "Come and say hello to our enthusiastic audience."
"Hello everyone, I am Qin Jian."
The applause and shouts from the audience were even louder.
Yang Lan: "Please sit down."
The applause fell and the scene fell silent.
Yang Lan: "I just introduced you to everyone."
Qin Jian laughed: "I heard it when I was putting on makeup."
"Hey, can you explain a phenomenon first?" Yang Lan reached out and hugged a group of people in the audience, "Why are they all girls?"
The audience laughed.
Qin Jian grinned shyly: "I don't know that either, haha."
The audience laughed even harder.
After the laughter, Yang Lan took over: "Actually, I think the charm is twofold, both musical and personal."
As she said this, she looked towards the audience, "Can everyone agree?"
"yes!"
The audience responded.
The atmosphere in the interview room gradually heated up with a few words from Yang Lan.
Back to business.
Yang Lan: "This national tour is coming to an end. Can you talk about your feelings during this period? We all know that your tour schedule is very tight this time."