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839. New Stage Mission! SMS and WeChat

The fat man turned his head subconsciously. Not far behind him, the figure wearing a red down jacket was not Fang Xiaoyu. Who was it?

"Xiaoyu, why are you here?"

The fat man hurriedly stubbed out the cigarette and threw it at his feet.

Fang Xiaoyu looked along the fat man's feet and saw that there must be more than ten cigarette butts on the ground.

"Brother Yu, you are quite addicted to smoking," Fang Xiaoyu turned around and pointed to the hotel behind him, "I'm staying here tonight. I came down to make a phone call and saw you sitting outside the door."

Only then did the fat man realize that the other party was still wearing slippers. He didn't have time to think about anything else and quickly said, "Come in quickly, it's so cold outside."

As he spoke, he bent down and picked up the flute bag from the ground.

The two walked into the hotel together, "I'm staying there too."

"Brother Yu, don't you live in Xijiekou?"

The fat man explained: "I just moved here yesterday. It's convenient for practicing."

Fang Xiaoyu: "Oh, yes, it's been snowy these two days and it's been hard to walk on the road."

When they entered the lobby, the two stopped.

"Xiaoyu, when did you come back?"

"We'll be at the hotel at a quarter past nine."

"So early?"

"Yeah, it's very close. It's at the Shangri-La Hotel closest to the school."

"Oh, have you eaten?"

"That's good," the fat man murmured and chuckled, "Why don't you make a phone call in the house, it's so cold down there."

"Uh," Fang Xiaoyu said subconsciously, glancing at the snack cabinet next to the front desk, "I'll come down and buy some food."

The fat man nodded, "You should eat more, you are too thin."

"Huh?" It was the first time that Fang Xiaoyu heard a boy compliment her on being thin, and she felt a little embarrassed and said, "No."

The two of them smiled,

Fatty: "I won't delay you to make a call. I'll go up first. You can go up as soon as you finish the call. It's cold down there."

Fang Xiaoyu: "Yeah, good night, Brother Yu."

"Good night."

The moment the fat man turned around, his whole body almost floated up.

He straightened up and walked into the elevator.

After returning to the room and closing the door, he instantly switched to madness mode, excitedly raised his fists in the air, and shouted -

"Church, yeah!! yeah!!"

The whole person entered an indescribable excitement.

All the worries of the past two days disappeared and turned into joy.

He sent a WeChat message to Li Qiye: "Qiye, you are right, people depend on fate."

After a while, Li Qiye replied to him: "When did I say this? Brother Yu, my actual words were, it's hard to talk about fate here."

After thinking about it, Fatty didn't plan to share this matter yet, "Oh, it doesn't matter. When will you return to China? Our 14th graders didn't get together last year, so we have to get together this year."

Li Qiye: 'I will be in Nanshi the day after tomorrow. I told the squad leader about this yesterday. The squad leader's decision all depends on Brother Jian's time.'

Fatty: Tsk, tsk, he is worthy of being the squad leader.

Li Qiye: By the way, what has Brother Jian been busy with recently? I haven’t seen him on the hot search for a long time.

The fat man thought about the Spring Festival Gala and said, 'Don't panic, I'm probably holding back my big move.'

——

hotel lobby.

"I didn't expect it. I thought the master said it was eight hundred in total, but I didn't know it was eight hundred to play a piece of music. When Sister Song gave me the money, I thought she was wrong.

"Calculating this way, I have earned a total of 4,300 yuan during this period. I won't need to pay for your living expenses next semester."

"Yeah, mom, I know."

"I specially booked a ticket for the afternoon.

"No, I originally planned to ask the master yesterday, but he has been too busy recently. I will ask him tomorrow morning. If he doesn't have time at noon, I will go directly to the train station and wait."

"Well, it's a train, don't worry."

"There's no need to pick me up. Business has been good lately, and the train is fast. I'll be home at 7pm at the most."

“Want to eat spicy hotpot”

"Hehe, that's all you can achieve~"

"Good night mom."

"Oh, don't worry. There is a senior brother from Bo who is also staying in the hotel tonight. He is a good friend of the master. I can help you if you need anything."

"No, no! What kind of boyfriend!"

"Good night mom, I'm going up!

Fang Xiaoyu returned to the house, and it was really quiet now.

As a result, she was washing her face in the bathroom, and another scream came from next door.

She understands.

We also discussed it in the dormitory.

She only listened but did not speak.

——

Early the next morning, Qin Jian excitedly drove his car to the Yanjing Concert Hall.

As soon as he met Li Fenghua, the old man mentioned yesterday's problem: "I went back yesterday and listened to the recording carefully. I think the beginning is very good and there are no problems."

After everyone arrives, the rehearsal begins.

After a whole day of rehearsal yesterday, today’s stage showed better results than yesterday

But Qin Jian was still not satisfied with the beginning.

Then he took out the three intros he wrote last night. The orchestra tried them one by one, and it turned out that the first version was the best.

"Xiao Qin, sometimes this is how things are created. The composer is dissatisfied when a new work comes out, but when he listens to it again after a while, he may find something different."

"Lao Lin and Yang Xi have already urged us to record. You listen to me. Let's record according to this in the afternoon."

"Wait for the rehearsal the day after tomorrow. You can take a look at the overall stage effect, and then we will make a decision."

"Although time is tight, we still have it."

During the intermission, Li Fenghua gave his first opinion again.

Qin Jian had no objection to this. In the subsequent rehearsals, he focused on the middle and later stages. He still knew that the overall situation was the most important thing.

After agreeing on a recording time in the afternoon, Qin Jian returned to school.

On the way, he called Fatty and said, "You should decide on a place now, closer to the school. I will go back to school to pick up Xiaoyu and go directly to you."

Fatty: "Okay brother, let's go to that porridge shop that day. I think she also likes to drink porridge."

Qin Jian answered two calls in the morning. Fatty and Fang Xiaoyu seemed to have agreed to treat him to dinner, and their reasons were exactly the same.

They say their parents must let them treat themselves to this meal.

We are all our own people, it doesn't matter if we eat or not, but since both parents said so, he thought about it and decided to just have a meal together. He also had to eat.

He happened to take the two of them to the train station after dinner, and he had nothing to worry about at school.

After hanging up Fatty's phone, Qin Jian said to Fang Xiaoyu again, "See you at the school gate in fifteen minutes."

When Qin Jian arrived at the school gate, Fang Xiaoyu was already waiting with his luggage.

"Master, what do you want to eat? I'll treat you. Do you still want some porridge?" Fang Xiaoyu asked two questions after getting in the car.

"Tsk, tsk." Qin Jian curled his lips, "I'll treat you two to lunch. Zhao Yu also takes the afternoon bus. After dinner, I'll take you two to the train station."

Fang Xiaoyu chuckled: "Thank you for your hard work, Master."

Qin Jian hadn't seen Fang Xiaoyu for two days, "How was last night? Did it go well?"

Fang Xiaoyu: "It went well. Thank you, master. I have all my living expenses for the next semester."

Qin Jian smiled and said nothing more on this question, "The temperature has dropped again today."

Fang Xiaoyu: "Well, my mother said it will be cold in the north for a few days. Master, you should wear more clothes these days."

The car started and soon arrived at the 'Old Fat Porridge Shop.'

When getting out of the car, Fang Xiaoyu handed back the key to Shen Qingci's office to Qin Jian.

——

After a happy lunch for three people, Qin Jian inexplicably felt that Fatty and Xiaoyu were much more familiar with each other than when they had dinner on the first day.

After dinner, Qin Jian sent the two of them to the train station.

He didn't get out of the car, but just rolled up the window and said, "I'll say hello to my family when I get home. See you in the New Year."

Then he drove to Yanjing Concert Hall.

As the orchestra director, he is still busy in the afternoon. Recording is not a trivial matter and he has experience.

He didn't ask Fang Xiaoyu and Fatty whether they were taking the same train back. There were some worries that he should worry about, and some worries that he didn't need to worry about.

At least Fatty's professional enthusiasm during his stay in Yanjing impressed him even more.

Qin Jian only admired three people when it came to practicing piano.

Duan Ran, Fang Xiaoyu.

That's right.

And fat people.

——

"Brother Yu, which carriage are you in?"

"Car 7, what about you?"

"Wow!"

Two days flew by.


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