Yu Jingruo looked at Wang Qian with eyes full of surprise.
There was also a glimmer of light in the pupil, which was quickly stopped.
However, Yu Jingruo's tone remained calm. He smiled at Wang Qian, just like last time, as if they were old classmates who hadn't seen each other for many years. He smiled and said, "Okay, let me see how the great poet wrote about me."
Qin Xuerong couldn't help but look at Yu Jingruo again. This smile made her feel attracted.
Then she looked at Wang Qian expectantly, and also looked forward to Wang Qian's work.
Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, Yu Zhongya, and Juliet also did not leave. They all stood on both sides of Wang Qian and clearly heard what Wang Qian said to Yu Jingruo.
The four were also amazed by Yu Jingruo's temperament and appearance. It was also the first time they saw a woman who looked like the fairy in the legend.
Even Juliet, who was extremely confident just now, felt a little unsure when she saw Yu Jingruo.
Moreover, they saw that Wang Qian knew the other party, so he called out his name.
The four of them immediately looked at the pen in Wang Qian's hand, expecting what Wang Qian would write.
Wang Qian felt a little touched when he saw Yu Jingruo’s smile.
Because, this smile that could make the sun pale in comparison was only shown to Yu Jingruo, and only to him.
The hand holding the pen trembled slightly.
Then.
Wang Qian began to write words with the pen in his hand.
Qingping tune.
The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces,
The spring breeze blows across the threshold, and the dew on the flowers is gorgeous.
If I hadn't seen you on top of the Jade Mountain,
We will meet under the moon at Yaotai.
Signed: Presented by Wang Qian to his old classmate Yu Jingruo.
Finished.
Wang Qian handed it to Yu Jingruo without hesitation. Seeing a trace of tears on Yu Jingruo's extraordinary face, he said softly, "In fact, when I first met you, I thought of this poem. I always wanted to write it to you, but unfortunately I always felt that the timing was not right."
"I won't wait for any opportunity today, I'll write it to you."
Wang Qian said this very sincerely.
Yu Jingruo took it with both hands, her snow-white slender hands were a little stiff and trembling, and she said softly: "Thank you, I will treasure it for the rest of my life."
After saying that, Yu Jingruo bowed slightly to Wang Qian, then walked forward and gave Qin Xuerong a gentle hug.
Qin Xuerong was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Yu Jingruo to suddenly come and hug her. After quickly reacting, she reached out and gently hugged Yu Jingruo.
Yu Jingruo whispered in Qin Xuerong's ear: "Be nice to him."
Then, Yu Jingruo smiled and nodded at Wang Qian again, then quickly restrained his smile, turned and left, holding the notebook tightly in his arms.
Qin Xuerong frowned slightly and watched Yu Jingruo leave, her eyes full of thought, then continued to look at Wang Qian, her eyes becoming firm and gentle.
It seems very quiet around!
Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, Yu Zhongya and Juliet once again acted as close spectators.
The four of them were still thinking about the four lines of poetry that Wang Qian had just written, so they didn't come back to their senses for a while. They didn't pay attention to Yu Jingruo's subsequent interactions with Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong, nor did they think deeply about what big news there was.
Wang Qian continued signing autographs for the student behind him as if nothing had happened.
Then Wang Qian signed more than a dozen students.
Yang Jiansen was the first to wake up. He clapped his hands and exclaimed: "What a good poem! What a good poem! Qingping Diao, is this a tune?"
Li Jing said thoughtfully, "It should be the name of an ancient tune. I seem to have some impression of it, but I can't remember it. However, these four lines of poetry by Professor Wang are really beautiful. It is a perfect match with the beauty just now. Fairies are probably like this."
Yu Zhongya: "Didn't you hear what Professor Wang said? Professor Wang has been planning this poem for her for several years. He just wrote it now, so it must be very suitable."
Juliet's face was filled with shock and her eyes were full of envy. Then she looked at Wang Qian with longing: Am I not worthy of this poem
Suddenly, she felt that the poems that the European poets she had studied and praised for their beauty had become superficial.
Juliet didn't say what she was thinking, she didn't dare.
The signing continues.
One hundred students may not seem like a lot, but in fact, it is quite a lot of work to get them to sign one by one.
Especially since Wang Qian writes in the hard-tipped Slender Gold style of calligraphy, he cannot write fast.
So, the speed is slower.
It took more than half an hour for hundreds of people to finally finish the event.
There are only a few left.
"What's your classmate's name?"
Wang Qian asked habitually.
A graceful voice chuckled and said, "Xu Xiaoxiao."
Wang Qian looked up in surprise and saw Xu Xiaoxiao standing in front of him shyly, with her hands behind her back, looking a little embarrassed. He smiled and said, "Xiaoxiao, why are you here?"
Xu Xiaoxiao returned to normal and smiled at Qin Xuerong, then explained, "I just happened to be in Shanghai for something, so I was nearby. So I heard that Professor Wang was giving a lecture here, so I came over. Professor Wang, your lecture today was really great, and I was stunned by your song Flight of the Bumblebee."
Wang Qian quickly wrote his name on Xu Xiaoxiao's notebook and said, "It's OK, not great. I just told you what I wanted to tell you. I hope I didn't mislead you."
Xu Xiaoxiao praised: "If you keep misleading students, then all music schools in the country should be closed."
Wang Qian: "Xiaoxiao, be low-key, this is too serious. Director Yang is still here."
Yang Jiansen did hear what Xu Xiaoxiao said. He smiled awkwardly and said nothing.
Because he felt that whatever he said was wrong, and he also knew Xu Xiaoxiao, so he didn't bother with her.
Xu Xiaoxiao put away the notebook signed by Wang Qian, made way and said, "Then Professor Wang, I'm leaving first. I have something else to do. I'll visit you again when I have time when I return to West Lake City."
Wang Qian nodded and waved: "Okay, get busy!"
Xu Xiaoxiao smiled and waved to Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong, then turned and left.
Qin Xuerong also smiled and waved goodbye to Xu Xiaoxiao, as if she was a virtuous wife standing beside Wang Qian.
Wang Qian looked around and saw that there were only a few people left. He breathed a sigh of relief, flexed his wrist, and signed a few more people. The last one was left: "What's your name?"
"Chen Xiaowen!"
Wang Qian didn't know how many times he had looked up in surprise at someone who came to ask for an autograph.
Several questions arose in his mind!
Am I really in the Magic City
Is this the magic sound
Are you sure it's not in Zhejiang Conservatory of Music
Why are all of them acquaintances from Xihu City
All of them came to the Magic City
Wang Qian looked at Chen Xiaowen, who was dressed like a student at school, and asked softly, "Xiaowen, why are you here?"
Qin Xuerong, Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, Yu Zhongya, and Zhu Liye all knew Chen Xiaowen and looked at her curiously.
After all, Chen Xiaowen is now the second most popular contestant on China's Voice, and is known as the only contestant who can threaten Wang Qian. Her popularity has skyrocketed after participating in the competition, and she is the second super newcomer after Wang Qian to directly become a first-tier popular contestant in a short period of time.
If Wang Qian had not emerged out of nowhere, Chen Xiaowen would definitely have become a groundbreaking new star in the Chinese entertainment industry this year.
Unfortunately, under the brilliance of Wang Qian, Chen Xiaowen seems inconspicuous.
Even though Chen Xiaowen made a leap in popularity from a newcomer to a top-tier superstar in just one or two months, she still seemed a little ordinary in the eyes of many other people.
Because Wang Qian above her was too brilliant.
However, Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, Yu Zhongya and Zhu Liye have all paid attention to Chen Xiaowen.
Because Chen Xiaowen graduated from the Central Conservatory of Music and developed very well on the stage of The Voice of China. She has a distinct academic style, but has also integrated popular elements very well. While she is recognized by the general public, she is also less repulsive to the academic school.
It can be said that it is a combination of highbrow and lowbrow culture.
So, in fact, Chen Xiaowen is also a super celebrity among the teachers and students of several major music conservatories. Everyone pays attention to her. Her name has appeared in the classrooms of many music conservatories and she is used as a model in lectures.
Yang Jiansen asked with a hint of reproach: "Xiao Wen, why didn't you say hello to me when you came?"
Chen Xiaowen smiled apologetically at Yang Jiansen, and then replied to Wang Qian: "Professor Wang, Director Yang, I came in a hurry and didn't tell you. I heard that Professor Wang was going to give a lecture at Moyin, so I rushed here from Xihu City. Professor Wang really didn't disappoint me. I gained a lot from today's class."
"Especially the two new songs Flight of the Bumblebee and General's Order, they really opened my eyes. Thank you, Professor Wang."
As she said this, Chen Xiaowen actually bowed gently to Wang Qian.
She also frankly admitted that she came all the way from Xihu City specifically to attend the class, and it was not an excuse like she just happened to pass by.
Wang Qian smiled embarrassedly: "Xiao Wen, you are too polite. I give lectures in the hope that all the listeners can gain something, so that my lectures are meaningful, so don't be so polite to me, otherwise you will not be my friend."
Chen Xiaowen nodded: "Okay, then I won't be so polite to Professor Wang in the future. I have learned a lot today, so I will take my leave and go back to sort out my thoughts. Professor Wang, Director Yang, Xuerong, I'm leaving first. Next time I'm in Xihu City, I'll treat you to a meal when I have time."
Qin Xuerong: "Okay, come to my house, I'll treat you, or we can cook and eat together, there's no need to go out."
Chen Xiaowen immediately agreed with a hint of surprise: "That's great, I will definitely visit you when I have time. I won't bother you now. Goodbye."
"goodbye!"
Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong waved at the same time.
Yang Jiansen and his three companions wanted to chat with Chen Xiaowen for a few more words, but she was in a hurry to leave, so they could only wave goodbye.
There is no one left.
The signing was finally over.
Wang Qian stood up and stretched his body, then said to Yang Jiansen and the others, "Director Yang, Professor Li, Professor Yu, and Juliet, this is the end. I will take my leave now."
Yang Jiansen came up and shook hands with Wang Qian. "Well, I won't force you to stay for dinner. You and Xuerong can go back and have a good rest. I am sorry for what I did today. Please forgive me and don't take it to heart."
Wang Qian didn't talk about what had happened and said with a smile, "Then we'll go first."
Qin Xuerong also smiled and said goodbye to them.
Li Jing and Yu Zhongya also smiled politely and nodded goodbye to Wang Qian.
Juliet followed slowly without saying a word, following behind Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong.
Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong walked to the door and met Jiang Yu and Qin Xuerong who were waiting there. A luxury business car prepared by Yang Jiansen was already parked at the door waiting.
Juliet only spoke at this time: "Professor Wang, can you say a few words?"
Wang Qian stopped and knew it was Juliet from the accent.
Although Juliet can speak relatively standard Mandarin, she still has an accent because she grew up living in England for many years, and her accent is different from that of local Chinese people.
Qin Xuerong, Jiang Yu, and Murong Yue all looked at Juliet.
To be honest, the three of them were a little surprised by Juliet's beauty.
Although she is not as stunning as Yu Jingruo just now, Yu Jingruo has the added bonus of temperament. In terms of appearance alone, Juliet has almost no shortcomings and may even be better looking than those present.
Especially those that combine the advantages of Eastern and Western appearance are more impactful.
Qin Xuerong glanced at Wang Qian and was about to take Jiang Yu and Murong Yue into the car to avoid them.
Wang Qian grabbed Qin Xuerong's hand, looked at Juliet and said, "Go ahead."
Qin Xuerong stopped, smiled at Juliet, and said nothing, just looking at her calmly.
Juliet was a little nervous. She thought she could talk to Wang Qian alone, but Wang Qian kept Qin Xuerong. She felt guilty and smiled to hide her nervousness and embarrassment. Then she looked at Wang Qian and said seriously, "Professor Wang, I want to become your student and learn from you. Is that okay?"
Become a disciple
Wang Qian was a little surprised. He thought the other party wanted to talk to him about piano or folk music.
I didn’t expect that he would become my apprentice
Just now, Juliet proposed to Wang Qian in public in the classroom that she wanted to be his student.
Wang Qian had already refused at that time.
You come to be my disciple again now
Therefore, Wang Qian did not think much about it and shook his head to refuse: "Juliet, your talent and strength are already very high. I may not be able to teach you anything. You should practice more and study more on your own, or return to the UK for further studies. It is better than studying here."
Juliet looked at Wang Qian and said persistently, "But, Professor Wang, I want to study with you now. I think you can fulfill my dream. Can you promise me? I can fulfill any conditions you have, as long as you can accept me! I remember that according to Chinese tradition, one must prepare a ceremony and kowtow to become a disciple. I can do all of that."
Talking about it!
Juliet actually bent her knees and was about to kneel down to Wang Qian in public!
Wang Qian, Qin Xuerong, Jiang Yu and Murong Yue were all shocked.
fine.
Wang Qian reacted very quickly. He stretched out his hands and grabbed Juliet's shoulders. Juliet was very light, weighing only about 50 kilograms at most. Wang Qian could barely hold her up and said with a hint of blame: "You, what are you doing? There are so many people here!"
Juliet looked at Wang Qian closely and sincerely: "I want to become your disciple! As long as you accept me, I will respect you and treat you as my father. I will obey you. Please accept me."
Juliet stood firm and did not seem to kneel down again.
Wang Qian let go of her hand and took a step back, frowning. "Juliet, forget it. There's really no need to become my disciple. If you follow me, I don't have that much time to teach you anything. If you want to learn music from me, then you can just come to my class and ask questions. I'll answer any questions I can, that's all."
"There's really no need to become my disciple! Forget it, I have something else to do. I'll leave first."
After saying that, Wang Qian took Qin Xuerong's hand, turned around and left quickly, and hurriedly winked at Jiang Yu and Murong Yue.
After all, Jiang Yu and Murong Yue had been working with Wang Qian for some time, so they had some tacit understanding with each other. They immediately opened the car door for Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong.
Wang Qian pulled Qin Xuerong into the car and sat on the seats.
Just as Juliet was about to catch up with Wang Qian with her long legs, Murong Yue had already closed the car door. She looked at Juliet calmly, then got into the car from the other side with Jiang Yu, and the car started and drove away quickly.
Juliet stood there without moving, watching with some disappointment the car Wang Qian was riding in as it drove out of the school.
Her dream is to compose a world-renowned symphony and then use her own music to defeat the Royal Orchestra conducted by her father.
Therefore, her plan was to hold concerts in China to gain some fame and experience, then go to North America to hold concerts, and finally be admitted to the Juilliard School to study conducting and composition.
However, she didn’t expect that before the concert started in Shanghai, she would encounter a surprise brought to her by Wang Qian when she came to Magic Music to attend a class.
She felt that Wang Qian's talent and knowledge far exceeded her imagination, and that studying with Wang Qian might be helpful!
pity.
Both times were rejected.
A public apprenticeship in class.
Once I almost knelt down to become your disciple.
They were all rejected by Wang Qian.
This was the first time Juliet felt such a blatant rejection and she felt a little frustrated.
From childhood to adulthood, she had never been rejected so bluntly when asking for help, and that was twice.
Yu Zhongya appeared behind Juliet and whispered, "It's normal to be rejected. Professor Wang is a person whose talent is beyond imagination, but he is also unwilling to accept constraints and burdens. He is a relatively pure artist and musician. I admire this about him."
"If you want to learn from him, then you should pay more attention to his works and don't miss his classes. That's enough."
These words are similar to what Wang Qian said just now.
Juliet nodded and said, "Brother, let's put the concert on hold for now."
Yu Zhongya didn't think much about it and nodded in agreement.
…
Yu Jingruo walked out of the Moyin campus, but did not leave directly. Instead, he stood on the roadside not far from the entrance and looked at the school gate.
When passers-by passed by Yu Jingruo, they would curiously take a look at this woman who looked like a fairy descending from the earth.
However, Yu Jingruo's eyes were still fixed on the gate of Moyin School, paying no attention to anything else.
It took a long time.
A luxury business car slowly drove out and then drove towards the city along the main road.
Yu Jingruo's eyes instantly glowed as she stared at the window of the car without blinking. Through the window she saw Wang Qian, who was sitting in the middle of the car, leaning back in a chair with his eyes closed. Her beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and a trace of heartache flashed in her eyes.
Unfortunately, the car quickly disappeared on the road.
She stood there for a while, looking at the direction where the car disappeared, then walked in another direction, hailed a taxi, and said to the driver, "Go to the station!"
Sitting in a taxi.
Yu Jingruo opened the notebook and looked at the words on it without blinking.
The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces,
The spring breeze blows across the threshold, and the dew on the flowers is gorgeous.
If I hadn't seen you on top of the Jade Mountain,
We will meet under the moon at Yaotai.
Yu Jingruo's mouth smiled again, and he murmured to himself, "It's really well written. Am I a fairy who has descended to earth in his heart?"
After looking at it for a long time, Yu Jingruo closed the notebook with a look of satisfaction on his face.
…
Xiao Dongmei was also sitting in a car, also with a smile on her face as she looked through the notebook in her hand, reading the two poems about plum blossoms by Bu Suanzi in it.
She didn't read it out loud, but just looked carefully at every word Wang Qian wrote.
She liked and appreciated this thin gold style hard pen calligraphy very much.
These two poems about plum blossoms fascinated her even more.
After leaving, Wang Qian's presence in her mind never left her, but became even clearer.
“Is this what it feels like to have someone living in your heart?”
Xiao Dongmei smiled, looked at the two poems about plum blossoms, and then sighed softly.
The car stopped at the gate of Shuangxing University.
Xiao Dongmei was about to enter the school and return to her residence.
A car caught up with us from behind.
The car window opened and it was Su Jiangsheng who was driving.
However, there is no Wang Jingshan.
Su Jiangsheng said to Xiao Dongmei, "Professor Xiao, do you want to contact Shancheng University yourself, or should I help you contact them and handle the formalities here?"
Xiao Dongmei glanced at Su Jiangsheng, holding the notebook tightly, and said, "I'll contact them myself."
She had been teaching at Shancheng University for several years and her salary was top-notch, so she didn't want to resign at first and had never agreed to Su Jiangsheng's invitation.
It was not until she met Wang Qian that she accepted Su Jiangsheng's invitation.
Su Jiangsheng parked the car, got out and caught up with Xiao Dongmei. He felt that he, as the director, was really cheap. In front of these geniuses, he was really just a public servant. He caught up with Xiao Dongmei and asked, "Professor Xiao, do you want to publish the two works that Professor Wang wrote for you?"
Xiao Dongmei stopped and looked at Su Jiangsheng, then asked, "Why should I publish it publicly? Shouldn't Professor Wang publish it publicly? This is Professor Wang's work."
Su Jiangsheng said: "What if Professor Wang doesn't publish it? Will you help publish these two works?"
Xiao Dongmei continued to walk towards her residence and said calmly, "I won't publish it."
Su Jiangsheng: "But, don't you think it's a pity if these two excellent ancient poems about plum blossoms are buried?"
Xiao Dongmei still said calmly: "I don't think it's a pity."
Su Jiangsheng looked at Xiao Dongmei helplessly and asked tentatively: "Then can I make these two works public?"
Xiao Dongmei glanced at Su Jiangsheng and said, "Director Su, you asked the wrong person. These two pieces belong to Professor Wang. You should ask Professor Wang."
Su Jiangsheng thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I won't say any more. Contact Shancheng University as soon as possible. I'll give you the green light for everything. If you're willing, you can start classes in the Chinese Department tomorrow."
Xiao Dongmei: "Don't rush to start the class. Let me get familiar with the situation of Shuangxing and Modu first."
Su Jiangsheng: "Okay, I'll get busy first."
Xiao Dongmei: "Goodbye, Director Su."
The two parted ways.
Xiao Dongmei returned to the apartment prepared for her by Shuangxing, and immediately turned on the computer in the study, then opened the Weibo webpage, searched for the four words "modest gentleman" in the search bar, and clicked to jump to the modest gentleman's Weibo page.
Seeing that Wang Qian's latest Weibo message did not publicly publish the two ancient poems about plum blossoms written in her notebook, Xiao Dongmei smiled again. She spread the notebook on the table and read it again. She liked it more and more.
When she was about to close the webpage, Xiao Dongmei saw the messages from many fans under Wang Qian's Weibo. She stopped and took a quick look. She found that many of them were paying attention to Wang Qian's lectures on Magic Sound, and others were talking about Wang Qian's performance on the Voice of China stage the day before yesterday, which had caused an unusual response internationally.
Xiao Dongmei has never liked surfing the Internet.
Therefore, she doesn’t even have a Weibo account, and there are only a few apps on her phone. The only social account she can use is WeChat, and she has never posted on Moments. She just uses it as a way to get in touch and never chats.
She also dislikes the noisy social environment on Weibo.
I closed the webpage and went to the study to practice calligraphy and write down two works of Wang Qian.
Xiao Dongmei stopped again.
I saw so many people leaving comments under Wang Qian’s Weibo.
She thought about it, clicked on the account registration page, and registered an account of her own according to the process.
Account id: Let all the beauties be jealous.
After thinking about it, Xiao Dongmei deleted it and changed it to - She was laughing in the bushes.
After confirming the ID, she laughed in the bushes.
Xiao Dongmei followed Wang Qian’s account, Qianqianjunzi.
I only follow Wang Qian.
The page is also clean and there is nothing on it.
Xiao Dongmei didn't plan to post anything. She registered the account simply to follow Wang Qian.
In this way, whenever Wang Qian posts any message on Weibo, Weibo will push it to her mobile phone, and she will know it first.
Registered and followed.
Xiao Dongmei suddenly felt a little more worried.
This was an experience she had never had in her life.
After calming down, she turned off the computer.
He took his notebook to the study, ground some ink himself, picked up a brush, and wrote two ancient poems about plum blossoms by Bu Suanzi on paper.
Take a look.
Xiao Dongmei frowned slightly.
Compare it with the calligraphy font in Wang Qian’s notebook.
The taste is missing, the cooking time is missing!
Xiao Dongmei felt.
I already miss Wang Qian a little.
…
After Su Jiangsheng returned to the office, he instructed his assistant to handle the procedures for Xiao Dongmei immediately.
Then, he immediately opened his computer and logged into Weibo, entering Wang Qian’s Weibo page, wanting to see if Wang Qian would publish the two ancient poems himself.
but…
He opened Wang Qian's Weibo page and found that Wang Qian had not posted anything.
I clicked on the webpage of Qianqian’s collection of essays again.
There are still no two poems by Bu Suanzi praising plum blossoms.
Su Jiangsheng frowned: "Could it be that Professor Wang really doesn't plan to publish it publicly?"
And at this time.
He saw a highly watched comment under Wang Qian’s Weibo.
"Professor Wang's class at Moyin has ended. I waited in line for a long time and finally got Professor Wang's autograph. However, I noticed that two people not only got Professor Wang's autograph, but Professor Wang also wrote new works for them. Is there anyone who knows Professor Wang's works? Can you post them for everyone to see?"
Less than a few minutes after this news was released, it was already liked and pinned to the top by many of Wang Qian's fans, as well as bystanders who were just watching the fun.
A lot of people saw this speech and developed the same interest and desire.
"Is this true? Professor Wang wrote new works for the two students who signed them?"
"Professor Wang always posts new works to share with everyone. Why isn't he sharing them this time?"
"Who are those two people and what qualifications do they have?"
“Why do they get a solo writing assignment from Professor Wang?”
"So, there are two women? Are they pretty?"
"I was there. There were indeed two girls. They didn't seem to be students of Mo Yin because I didn't know them. But they were really beautiful and had great temperament. The second one was like a fairy descending from the earth. I, a woman, was stunned by her."
"Won't Professor Wang say a few words?"
"Shouldn't these two people publish Professor Wang's works themselves? Do they want to keep Professor Wang's works to themselves? Isn't that too selfish?"
…
Su Jiangsheng refreshed the page out of curiosity and found that Wang Qian still had not published any new works, and had not said anything about this matter.
But he was also intrigued.
Because he had never seen the work that Wang Qian wrote for the second person.
I felt a little regretful that I left too early, and I might have missed another great work.
Su Jiangsheng used his own account to comment under Wang Qian’s Weibo: “What did the second person write? Anyone knows, please share it quickly…”
…
Wang Qian took Qin Xuerong, Jiang Yu and Murong Yue back to his nest.
As soon as I entered the house, I felt free, but also more exhausted.
Wang Qian collapsed on the sofa due to exhaustion.
Qin Xuerong quickly poured water for Wang Qian and took some food with concern: "You must be tired, do you want to take a nap and rest? We can talk about other things tomorrow."
Wang Qian took the water cup and took a sip, then shook his head and said, "Forget it, I won't sleep anymore, I'll just have a rest. Where's Sister Xuehong?"
Qin Xuerong: "My sister just got off the plane. She blamed me for not informing her of your lecture in advance, causing her to miss your class."
Wang Qian laughed and said, "She doesn't study music, why would she take piano lessons?"
Qin Xuerong also smiled: "She said she would treat us to dinner tonight and asked you to write a calligraphy piece to compensate her."
Wang Qian: "Just keep it. I don't want to write today."
Qin Xuerong curled her lips and said, "If you don't owe her, don't give it to her. If you always spoil her, my sister will never know how to be polite. Don't always agree to her requests in the future, or she will go too far."
Wang Qian: "She is your sister, and also my sister. How much more can you go wrong? We are all family, it's okay."
Qin Xuerong heard this and smiled sweetly.
Jiang Yu walked in from the door, put down the phone, looked at Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong and said seriously: "Wang Qian, Xuerong, my mother is here."
Forehead!
Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong were stunned for a moment and didn’t react at first. What does your mother have to do with us
Then I understood immediately.
Director He from CAFU is here.
Wang Qian smiled bitterly.
He knew that Director He had come all the way here to see him, not his daughter Jiang Yu.
really…
No one wants to let him go.