In the lounge, all the members of the folk music band were there. At this moment, they were sitting aside, their eyes drifting over, and their expressions showed some excitement.
I have known about the relationship between Xu Qiao and Xu Siyi for a long time. Now that they have come all the way to Vienna, even the least gossipy person can't help but take a few more glances at them.
"When did you come?" Xu Qiao said, holding Norma's hand, and his voice became much softer.
Xu Siyi half-knelt down and rubbed the little girl's naturally curly head, and replied with a smile: "Today."
I wanted to see the young boy's brilliant appearance live, so I worked overtime to finish the notice and flew over immediately.
Sitting in the audience, listening to people with accents from all over the world praising and exclaiming sincerely because of the young people on the stage, this feeling is different from standing on the stage and looking at the fans below.
It’s another kind of pride.
Norma looked at him, then looked at Xu Qiao who was holding her hand, and gave a shy smile.
"I missed you." Xu Siyi stood up, not caring about the other people in the lounge, "I asked Brother Cheng Hong to book a flight to go back with you."
The folk music orchestra will return to China tonight. Xu Siyi flew over and won't be staying for long before he has to take the same flight back with them. It's really a hassle and hardship.
Xu Qiao reached out and straightened his hair which was a little messy due to the cap, and said with a smile: "Okay."
After a while, Mr. Maltz walked into the lounge. Norma saw him, stuck out her tongue, ran over and grabbed her grandfather's hand.
Malz looked at his granddaughter, bent down and gave her a kiss: "How did you and Joe meet?"
Norma thought about it and told her about Xu Qiao teaching her to play the accordion in St. Mark's Square.
Finally, she muttered quietly, "I don't want to stay in the choir anymore. They all laugh at me because I can't learn."
After listening to this, Malz thanked Xu Qiao and then sighed helplessly.
Their family has made achievements in music, and Norma's parents are also famous musicians.
But she seemed to have not inherited any musical genes from her parents, and had no interest in either piano or violin.
"But grandpa, I want to learn that." Norma raised her head, pointed at the pipa in Xu Qiao's hand, ran over, plucked the strings with her soft fingers, and suddenly a low hum sounded.
Her freckled face flushed and her eyes showed her love for the instrument.
Malz was stunned for a moment, and after a moment of silence, he walked to Xu Qiao and Ying Wenlin.
The folk music band shined brightly at this exchange meeting. Malz has a pure attitude towards music and is willing to help the folk music band communicate and promote itself internationally.
Norma's words reminded him.
"Joe, maybe we still have a chance to work together." Malz said with a smile.
After the exchange meeting, it is foreseeable that many children will develop an interest in and desire to learn traditional Chinese musical instruments.
However, in Western countries, there are very few professional institutions that teach Chinese folk music. Perhaps we can take this opportunity to cooperate in running schools and formally start the exchange of Chinese and Western music.
Xu Qiao has an understanding of both Chinese and Western music, his attainments in folk music are second to none, and his foreign language proficiency is so outstanding. There is no better partner than him.
Malz told the folk music band his idea.
Ying Wenlin was naturally very excited about this. He certainly wanted to promote Chinese folk music to the world, but it was too difficult to implement it in the past.
Now that the exchange has had such a big impact, and Maltz is willing to come forward to help, with his prestige in the music industry, there is hope for this matter to move forward.
After leaving contact information, this matter was officially put on the agenda. It is foreseeable that in the next few years, the international influence of folk music will be greatly enhanced.
After Malz left, Ying Wenlin still looked like he was dreaming, and sighed as he looked at Xu Qiao: “The best thing I have ever done in my life is to participate in a national style variety show and find a treasure like you.”
After returning home and resting for a night, Xu Siyi finished his work the next day and came to Xu Qiao with a bag of fresh ingredients.
Xu Qiao was still suffering from jet lag. He yawned as he opened the door for him. His hair was messy and he looked a little listless.
Seeing his hazy look, Xu Siyi pushed him to the bedroom: "Sleep a little longer, I'll wake you up for dinner later."
Xu Qiao didn't bother to be polite with him, crawled into the quilt, buried his face in the pillow and fell asleep. He was confused and wondered how Xu Siyi could be so energetic, going abroad and coming back, and then another day of work, and he still looked energetic.
He didn't know how long he had slept. Xu Siyi came over and sat beside his bed. He pushed his bangs up with his palm, bent down and gave him a kiss on the forehead. He whispered in his ear, "Get up and have a meal before going back to sleep."
Feeling the warm breath on the side of his face, Xu Qiao opened his eyes, and when he turned his head, their eyelashes touched.
After looking at each other for a while, Xu Qiao lowered his eyelashes and hummed "hmm" sleepily.
Xu Siyi stood up: "There is still a soup, go wash up first."
Xu Qiao sat up and was stunned for a while before he slowly put his feet into his slippers and went to brush his teeth and wash his face with light steps.
After washing his face, he felt much more awake. Xu Qiao smelled the fragrance of food. He walked over and took a look. There were three neatly arranged stir-fried dishes on the table. They looked really delicious.
He hadn't eaten much since returning home, so he was really a little hungry now. He sat down at the table and saw Xu Siyi still busy in the kitchen.
This person has a perfect figure, with broad shoulders, a thin waist and long legs. Even wearing an apron, she can still look like one of the latest fashions of the season.
Taking his eyes off him, Xu Qiao opened his phone and saw that the hot words about the folk music orchestra winning the gold medal were still on the hot searches on Weibo.
Several official media outlets reported on this incident in detail for several consecutive days. The affirmation and praise in their reports were astonishing. Xu Qiao was praised in many ways, saying that he had made outstanding contributions to the development of folk music and was an outstanding idol of the younger generation.
You should know that before Xu Qiao and Xu Siyi's relationship was exposed, reports about him rarely used such positive words.
After all, homosexuality is not mainstream in society, and the identities of homosexuals are sensitive. Even though the attitude towards this group has become more tolerant and open, the mainstream media, official media, and party media still basically tacitly do not report or confirm the attitude.
All I can say is that his performance at this exchange was too outstanding, and his three original symphonies were enough to leave a profound mark in history, and everyone was fascinated by them. In comparison, those harsh criticisms of his sexual orientation seem narrow-minded.
On the other hand, news about Xu Siyi appearing at the exchange meeting and awards ceremony was rife.
[A few days ago, Si Yi had so many announcements that the sisters were still worried that he was working too hard. Now… ]
[So it was to squeeze out time to see his wife. I can feel the sour smell of love.]
[I won’t say any more because I’m full of dog food]
[Blessing with tears, it is true love, I believe it]
Xu Qiao looked at it, raised the corners of his lips, and put down his phone.
Not long after, Xu Siyi brought the last dish of soup to the table, took off her apron, came over, and kissed him on the lips.
Xu Qiao was already hungry, so he saw him sit down and put down his chopsticks to serve the rice.
Xu Siyi propped up his chin and watched him fill a bowl. He then picked up another bowl and said with a low smile, "Just fill yours. I'm not hungry."
Xu Qiao nodded, brought the meal back, picked up a piece of stir-fried meat and put it in his mouth. It was salty, fragrant and slightly spicy, and tasted better than he had imagined.
My appetite is whetted.
Xu Siyi standing by was staring at him nakedly without blinking.
Xu Qiao finished half a bowl of rice, his cheeks bulging. After swallowing the food in his mouth, he sighed: "Chinese food is still delicious."
During my stay in Vienna, the hotel prepared fried pork chops and roasted bones, as well as desserts such as various cheese rolls, for me every day. Now, after eating this authentic Chinese white rice without milk or butter, I finally felt that my stomach was rewarded.
"By the way, there is a gift in the suitcase." Under the table, Xu Qiao lightly nudged Xu Siyi with his foot and raised his chin towards the suitcase at the door.
Xu Siyi stood up and opened the suitcase, only to see two beautifully packaged bottles of wine inside.
Vienna is adjacent to the Albis Mountains in the north, and the climate and soil are very suitable for growing grapes. The local wine is very famous. Ying Wenlin asked someone to purchase some, and Xu Qiao also brought back two bottles.
"One is for you, and the other is for Cheng Hong."
Xu Siyi took out a cigarette, opened it, and poured a glass for Xu Qiao and himself.
He shook the wine glass in an elegant and casual manner, allowing the deep red wine inside to fully come into contact with the air, his eyes still on Xu Qiao.
Xu Qiao was eating when he suddenly frowned.
I accidentally ate a piece of chili pepper, and my tongue and throat felt hot. Xu Qiao half-opened his mouth and fanned it with his hand: "It's spicy."
As he said this, he picked up the red wine that Xu Siyi poured for him and took a sip.
Xu Siyi watched as half of his tongue was exposed and it unconsciously retracted slightly, his eyes slowly becoming darker.
After taking a sip of red wine, the spiciness didn't go away much, but instead made him feel even more burning. Xu Qiao put down his chopsticks and went to pour himself a glass of cold water.
As soon as he stood up, Xu Siyi pulled him over.
"Eh..."
Xu Siyi was very strong. He pinched his waist and lifted him up, allowing him to sit on the table.
Xu Qiao just reacted and watched him approach.
Xu Siyi squeezed in between his legs, pressing her body against the edge of the table.
Xu Qiao looked at her legs that were pushed apart by him. It was as if she had actively wrapped them around his waist. She turned her head away in a rare look of embarrassment.
Xu Siyi stared at his half-open lips and whispered, "Not spicy."
As he said this, he lowered his head and grabbed those two lips, stuck his tongue in to stir his mouth, held the tongue that was ravaged by the chili pepper, and sucked, licked and kissed it eagerly.
His breath was oppressive. Xu Qiao leaned back, put one hand on the table behind him to steady himself, and pushed his chest with the other hand.
He also wants to eat well.
Xu Siyi was afraid that he might be strained, so he gently placed his large palm on his lower back to stabilize his body, but the touch of his lips and teeth was merciless.
It's been a long time since we've been close.
Before the exchange meeting, Xu Siyi was afraid that it would affect his training, so he had been restraining himself. But when the exchange meeting came, and they had been separated for such a long time in a foreign country, he could no longer hold back.
His tongue invaded her mouth, and his large hand on her lower back pressed slowly. His breath was too hot, and his movements were too eager. Xu Qiao felt a little hot from his kiss, and she could do nothing but open her mouth and let him take what he wanted.
The parts that were pressed together made a slight sound of fabric rubbing against each other. Xu Qiao shuddered and curled her toes together. She wanted to close her legs, but she clamped the waist of the person in front of her even tighter.
There was a hint of mist in his half-open eyes, and gradually heavier breathing escaped from between his lips and teeth.
After a long time, Xu Siyi let go of his slightly swollen lips and bit the tip of his nose.
With their foreheads against each other, Xu Siyi looked at Xu Qiao's embarrassed panting state, and asked with a deep smile, "Is it still spicy?"
"… "
Xu Siyi didn't care that she didn't get a response from him, and she gently placed her hand on the back of his head, letting him lean on her shoulder.
"Xu Qiao..." His voice was hoarse and he moved his waist slightly.
The breath of both of them became a little unbearable.
Xu Qiao leaned on his shoulder, his drooping eyelashes were stained with wetness. He clung to Xu Siyi's sleeve, panting unconsciously, unable to say anything.
it is ready.
The room was well heated and the window was opened a crack for ventilation. A cool breeze blew in, causing the curtains to flutter and sweep across the easels piled in the corner.
On the easel, there is a young man in bright clothes, wearing silver armor and a fluttering cloak.
Xu Siyi's chest heaved, and his palm fell to the back of his neck, stroking it again and again, before finally letting him go and taking a step back.
Slowly closing her legs, Xu Qiao glanced at him, took out a tissue from the tissue box beside her, and pressed the corners of her lips that were stained with water.
"Let's eat." Xu Siyi said.
"… "
Xu Qiao got down from the table, pursed his lips, and threw the tissue into the trash can.