The court hearing was not too long, but it was delayed a lot by the reporters, and the traffic was so congested that we almost missed the lunch time.
Liang Xuanyi looked into those eyes patiently, waiting for the other party's reply.
When he was not facing the camera, the young man in front of him seemed to relax a lot. He raised his eyes to meet him, his brows and eyes curled up in a light and beautiful arc: "It was you who helped me out. It's up to me to ask you."
Probably because he couldn't hear the sound, Gong Zhengyu couldn't judge his own volume. Every time his voice was played softly and slowly, it was so soft that it made people's hearts soften.
Liang Xuanyi smiled, as if he was afraid of shocking him, his voice could not help but softened: "It's already late today, so let's go to a place I know well, and I'll let you be the host next time, okay?"
Seeing that the other party hesitated for a while and then nodded, he finally settled down in his heart, and actually had a vague and inexplicable expectation for the next meeting.
The car stopped at the entrance of an elegantly decorated restaurant, Liang Xuanyi opened the car door for him, held his wrist and guided him out of the car.
It's just that I can't hear, but it's not that I can't see. The other party's care is really too much.
Su Shi smiled helplessly, but he didn't break away from him, but was led into the dining room by his strength, and sat down by the window.
The sense of familiarity is so strong that it cannot be ignored, and the two worlds have not been able to drink serious hot cocoa. Compared with how the other party managed to keep secrets and successfully get the protagonist, he is actually more looking forward to the secret code of the joint.
Liang Xuanyi explained a few words to the waiter who came up to him, took the menu and handed it to him, and said patiently and softly: "I ordered a few items first, take a look, what do you like?"
After receiving the menu, Su Shi first ran to the drink area to look through it, but only saw a row of expensive red wine, obviously not giving Hot Coco a chance to appear.
The anticipation was inexplicably lost, Su Shi pursed his lips helplessly, adjusted his mentality, turned to the front page, and browsed the dishes on it.
Liang Xuanyi didn't care to order food, his eyes kept on the young man across the table. Suddenly, he felt faint disappointment in those eyes, and his heart suddenly felt a little nervous, and he carefully supported his wrist: "What's the matter, isn't it to your liking?"
The young man raised his eyes in surprise, and when he finished speaking, a smile flooded his eyes: "No, I just remembered something—the dishes all look delicious, and I don't even know which one to choose."
Without the gloom and depression in the courtroom, there was a soft gleam in those eyes again, and a Wen Che smile quietly flowed out through the black eyelashes.
My heart pounded.
Liang Xuanyi tried his best to remain calm, turned the menu ninety degrees, and raised his hand to cover the opponent's arm on the table.
"I usually order these dishes, see if you like them - we can also order more meat, their steaks are very good..."
Su Shi's eyes fell, and he looked at the few dishes along the point he pointed, nodded to express that he had no objection, and watched Liang Xuanyi hand the menu back to the waiter.
Apart from not being able to eat spicy food, he actually doesn't have too many requirements for food. Generally, he just eats whatever is offered to him by the other party. Fortunately, after these few worlds, the other party has never given him anything too strange.
In fact, the two of them couldn't eat too much. Liang Xuanyi ordered steak and lobster noodles, and added an extra dish of roasted silver cod. Fearing that the other party would feel hungry, he ordered an extra tiramisu, and specifically asked the waiter to bring it up first.
Su Shi was still a little disappointed that he didn't have any hot cocoa. He was staring at the delicate tableware in a daze, when a familiar aroma suddenly wafted around him.
His eyes flickered, and he looked up subconsciously. The waiter had already brought a cup of honey pear juice and a cup of hot cocoa, and placed them in front of the two of them respectively.
"The red wine here is very good, but it's a pity that I am not allowed to touch wine at home. I feel wronged that you accompany me."
Liang Xuanyi pushed the cup of hot cocoa over, met the light that suddenly lit up in those eyes with slight surprise, the corners of his lips curled up warmly, he took the tiramisu from the waiter's hand, and placed it gently on him before.
The youth is much easier to be satisfied than expected, gratified and gratified, but somewhat inexplicably lost.
After all - none of the dishes I carefully ordered have yet been served...
With hot cocoa, everything is enough, Su Shi held the glass cup, the slightly hot temperature was pressed against the palm through the cup wall, and he couldn't help squinting his eyes half-closed in satisfaction.
Liang Xuanyi rested his arms on the edge of the table, and his eyes fell on the other party unconsciously.
The sun in the winter afternoon was a little pale, but because it fell on the young man, it seemed to show a gentle warmth.
Suddenly the sound of the piano came from the corner, Liang Xuanyi looked over subconsciously, remembering the person beside him, and quickly turned his gaze back as if nothing had happened, but Gong Zhengyu had already turned his head curiously.
The restaurant has routine piano music performances every afternoon. Although it is just an ordinary grand piano, the sound quality and pitch are excellent, and the players are also of a high level. If there are guests improvising, they can even go up and play a section at any time after a piece is played.
Unconsciously, his eyes fell on the quiet fingertips of the young man, Liang Xuanyi frowned, and suddenly regretted bringing him to this place.
He patted Gong Zhengyu's arm, trying to tell him to turn around, but the young man's gaze remained on the piano, and a fleeting light flashed across his eyes.
Liang Xuanyi's chest shrank slightly, and he reached into his pocket, gripping the damaged hearing aid tightly.
This is what Gong Zhengyu has to rely on, and it is the guarantee that he can live independently. Even if he doesn't want to give up that kind of focused and gentle gaze, he can't just let him live in a completely silent world like this.
Hearing aids are also divided into levels. He had checked secretly on the way here, and the other party was wearing only a very ordinary style, while the highest-level hearing aids could imitate real voices infinitely, which could make up for the loss of the other party's range.
Maybe—it can bring Gong Zhengyu back to the world of music.
Thinking of the silence of that figure when Mr. Zheng asked, his heart moved slightly, and his thoughts had vaguely formed.
"Guest, do you want to go up and play a song?"
The waiter happened to bring up the steak and leaned over to ask with a smile.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that someone was talking to him. Su Shi raised his head subconsciously, but Liang Xuanyi had already raised his hand to cover his forehead: "Do you like black pepper juice? It will taste better if you pour some on it."
"Is it spicy?"
Already having the experience of being scolded, Su Shi immediately became vigilant and vowed not to fall into the trap of the plot again.
Looking at him with Wen Lang's dark eyes, his expression was extraordinarily serious, as if he was facing a very important decision.
Liang Xuanyi couldn't help laughing out loud, the slight unhappiness caused by the waiter's talkative dissipated, and patiently rubbed the soft short hair in the palm of his hand: "It's not spicy, don't worry."
In fact, he is addicted to spicy food, but the family guards his throat very closely, even alcohol is not allowed, let alone touch any spicy food.
Under the still vigilant gaze of the young man, Liang Xuanyi poured black pepper juice in an orderly manner, deliberately and unhurriedly cut it into small pieces for him, the joyful curvature of the corners of his lips could hardly be concealed.
The steak was very fresh and tender, and it was grilled just right. The rich aroma of the meat successfully attracted Su Shi's attention, and his eyes fell on the other's skillful movements.
Seeing that he finally stopped paying attention to the piano, Liang Xuanyi heaved a sigh of relief, pushed the cut steak over, and couldn't help frowning again.
Today's piano piece is an exercise purely for showing off skills. The scale span is huge, and the notes are as dense as rain. Although the volume reaching the window is not too loud, it still makes people vaguely irritated.
The skills are very proficient, and it can be seen that the player's level is not low. It is probably a pianist specially invited by the restaurant. Out of etiquette, he can't interrupt a piece of music before it is finished.
Such a piece of music would actually be brilliant in concerts or competitions, but it is not suitable for use in restaurants that need to soothe emotions.
Sensing the change in his mood, Gong Zhengyu looked up at him, and there was some doubt and concern in Wu Lang's eyes.
The afternoon sun is the best time of the day, the young man just raised his head from the steak, his cheeks are slightly puffed up, the sun shines through the fine eyelashes, the eyes are as clear as if they are not stained with dust.
So the world seemed to be gentle and quiet.
Liang Xuanyi's heart softened uncontrollably, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe a little black pepper juice from his lips. With a gentle expression, he smiled and shook his head: "It's okay."
As soon as the voice fell, the piano music has reached a climax layer by layer, and the next set of scales is pounding heavily.
The appeal of the piano music is so strong that people instinctively hold their breath, and their hearts seem to tremble violently.
In the corner near the piano, a four or five-year-old boy suddenly burst into tears.
The waiters rushed over in a hurry, but the boy was clearly frightened, and his cries became more piercing and piercing. Many diners turned their eyes to him and couldn't help frowning slightly.
It was a young mother who brought the boy, hugged her son to no avail, stood up and apologized helplessly, and was going to take the child out of the restaurant first.
The sound of the piano was also interrupted by a sudden change. The man sitting in front of the piano glanced in the direction of the commotion, and continued to play unmoved.
Liang Xuanyi frowned slightly before getting up, but Gong Zhengyu had already walked over.
Just wanted to stop him, but remembered that the other party couldn't hear him. Liang Xuanyi hurried to catch up, and Gong Zhengyu had already stood still beside the piano, his tone was gentle but determined: "I'm sorry, can you allow me to play a piece?"
There was some impatience in the man's eyes, and he wanted to push him away without saying a word, but he was stopped halfway before his arm could touch the opponent's body.
Liang Xuanyi didn't look at him, his eyes still fell on Gong Zhengyu, he raised his hand to lightly support his shoulder: "Zhengyu, do you want to play?"
"I want to play."
Gong Zhengyu nodded and looked at him, his warm brows and eyes revealed a faint and persistent light.
The longing in those eyes made Liang Xuanyi's chest suffocate slightly, he patted his shoulder lightly, and nodded: "Okay."
It wasn't until I got closer that I realized that the man playing the piano was Yan Sheng, the full-time piano partner of "Superstar", who was also the chief editor of many song adaptations.
Even if you want to participate in the competition, you don't have to rely on the program group for your arranger and steel partner. But Gong Zhengyu has not completely escaped from the plagiarism door. If he angered the other party today, it is very likely that the attitude of being called "Superstar" will completely stand on the opposite side.
But Gong Zhengyu wanted to play the piano.
Liang Xuanyi turned around and looked at the man who was still sitting on the piano bench.
Yan Sheng recognized him at a glance, the boredom and disdain in his eyes disappeared instantly, he gritted his teeth and remained silent for a moment, then got up and backed away to one side.
At first, I thought I would have to reason for a while, but I didn't expect that the effect of the other party's face brushing had reached such a frenzied point.
Su Shi looked up in surprise, but Liang Xuanyi had already grasped his wrist, and gently led him to sit on the piano bench.
Of course he knows the man's identity, and he will suddenly stand up now, not only to appease the boy, but also to take advantage of the trend and completely quarrel with the program group of "Superstar", so that the program team can better cooperate with Tianyu and transfer the original direction of the song Hold on tight.
After all, he still has a pot handle in his hand, and he still has the hope that as long as he doesn't give up, a new pot will grow from the handle.
Besides, the kid was really terrified.
Looking at the boy and the young mother's attire, the family is actually not very rich. There is a small birthday hat on the table. The mother and son only ordered a piece of lobster noodles. thin candles.
Su Shi's expression softened, and he said softly to the bewildered young mother, "Can you let him come with you?"
The mother hesitated for a while, and tentatively whispered a few words to the boy who was still crying heart-piercingly, but the boy was obviously terrified, and just kept struggling, refusing to get close to the terrifying musical instrument no matter what.
The next moment, the soft sound of the zither sounded.
It is obviously a very simple tune, so simple that it almost gives people the illusion that anyone can still play it, but it has a miraculous and warm soothing power inexplicably. The guests who were originally dissatisfied because of this incident gradually eased up.
The boy's cries gradually subsided, and he curled up in his mother's arms, staring blankly at the young man sitting in front of the piano.
Liang Xuanyi's eyes were slightly concentrated, and they fell on the slender fingertips playing the black and white keys.
This is a piece of music that he is completely unfamiliar with, but when he heard it for the first time, he was involuntarily drawn into a new world.
Warm and soft notes flow out from under the keys, the golden sun in the morning, the down feathers of birds fall from the sky, dragonflies glide with the wind, and then the night is quiet and full of stars.
So I calm down and return to the most familiar and warm place, the dream is dotted with bright colors, and the flowers bloom from the bottom of my heart.
The exhaustion in my heart suddenly seemed to have found a corner where I could rest, and my whole body suddenly became relaxed. People listened quietly, with smiles on their faces unconsciously.
Suddenly, a discordant note broke the original complete image.
Looking over, the boy withdrew his hand in panic, as if he hadn't expected that his touch could also make the piano sound, the clear pupils had once again gathered the color of fear.
People frowned slightly, but the young man smiled patiently, and put one hand on top of the boy's head soothingly, his right hand suddenly changed the tune, and steadily took over the abrupt note.
So the tune suddenly changed, becoming brisk and lively, like the breeze passing between the fingers, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into the cool water color bouncing at the end of the hair. The fluffy chick hopped close, folded its wings and tilted its head, its bright black eyes were full of curiosity.
Feeling something in the heart, people can't help but smile heartily.
The boy opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at those magical black and white keys, the bottom of his eyes gradually lit up.
The special effects obtained in the previous world [100% hit the target] also have a considerable degree of bonus in the artistic ability, and all the emotions in the song can be completely and directly conveyed to the hearts of the audience.
Su Shi smiled and patted his head, then withdrew his hand, and the tune suddenly became richer and more varied.
He can't hear it, but he can see it.
Gong Zhengyu has an extremely rare synesthesia, and what he weaves with his fingertips is not only a melody, but also a colorful picture scroll.
He can see the music he plays, the gentle dark blue, the quiet light purple, and the vibrant light green and yellow.
It is precisely because of this that Gong Zhengyu was able to maximize the influence of music on the soul when his hearing continued to decline, and was able to modify the score for the protagonist and finally wrote the song "Shimmer".
A glimmer of light dipped in the color of blood.
At the end of the song, Su Shi pressed the last white key, closed his hands, and stood up.
After a moment of silence, the whole restaurant suddenly burst into warm applause.
Liang Xuanyi also had a warm look of joy that hadn't dissipated in his eyes, and was about to open his arms towards him, but that figure seemed to be unaware of the roaring applause, and had already stood up and looked at him, with gentle and focused eyes consultation.
He can't hear it.
His heart tightened suddenly, Liang Xuanyi's breathing was slightly stagnant, he suddenly took a step forward, and embraced the thin body in front of him forcefully.
Applause, praise, thanks—he can't even hear his own work.
Playing the piano was very exhausting, and the young man's thin clothes were already soaked. Suddenly, he hugged him so hard, raised his hand and pushed him, and his eyes showed a little helplessness.
"Great, it's a congratulatory hug."
Letting go of his arms, and meeting those dark eyes again, Liang Xuanyi spoke softly and patiently, and then turned around with his arms around him, telling him to see the joy and gratitude on people's faces.
With strong arms behind his back, the young man seemed to have finally learned to relax in front of others. He bowed his head and looked up at him, with a bright light in his eyes.
Liang Xuanyi couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, and wiped away a little sweat from the tip of his nose for him, led the man off the bandstand, and returned to their seats.
The dishes served were already cold, Liang Xuanyi forbade him to touch them any further, and was about to order a new one, but the French manager of the restaurant had rushed over with the waiter himself.
The dishes on the table were replaced by Yi Ying in a blink of an eye, and the blond manager excitedly stuffed a pure black card into Gong Zhengyu's hand, making gestures with bright eyes, expressing excitedly that he was welcome to come back anytime. dine.
Until the manager left, Gong Zhengyu seemed a little too late to react, and his eyes fell on the card with only one embossed logo.
"The manager of this restaurant is a music fanatic. This is their VIP card, which allows unlimited free meals. It is said that only twelve cards were made, and the one in your hand should be the eleventh card."
Liang Xuanyi smiled helplessly, and sighed solemnly: "You really mean what you say, and you really invited me to this meal."
Although he was joking, there was no jealousy in his heart, only amazement and admiration for the young man in front of him.
Gong Zhengyu chuckled dumbly, and looked up at him: "It's my luck."
Facing those quiet and moist eyes, the smile in Liang Xuanyi's eyes suddenly stagnated slightly, and then faded away without a trace, and he rubbed his hair with a smile.
This is a talent that even I can't match. Playing the piano, proficient skills are only the first step, and gradually integrating emotions and one's own soul is the second step.
Many people stop at the first step and stop, and if they go on, they already need talents far beyond ordinary people.
But the other party is not integrating emotions, but creating the world.
Probably because of the limitation of hearing, the song is not perfect, and the difficulty is not high, and even deliberately avoided a few ranges.
But as long as the piano sounds, no matter who it is, no matter whether the listener has the talent for appreciation, no matter what kind of thoughts he listens to, he will be brought into that world involuntarily, so that he can rest and relax.
It is obviously such a precious talent, but it is forced to be sealed up by the cold reality.
Liang Xuanyi's eyes darkened, he put away his complicated emotions, looked at the young man who was eating seriously, and raised his hand to stroke his hair: "That person is the music producer of "Superstar", you do you know?"
Although today's incident probably completely angered Yan Sheng, he didn't feel much regret. Gong Zhengyu was shining when he played the piano, it might take some effort to tell Yan Sheng to be honest, but compared with what he has enjoyed today, it is obviously very worthwhile.
Su Shi nodded and took a sip of the new hot cocoa.
He naturally knew that he had even hoped that the other party would hold resentment against him and have an impact on the "Superstar" program group, thus saving his precarious misunderstanding.
I heard that Yan Sheng is arrogant and arrogant, and he hates others to be better than himself. Today's incident has reached such a level, the other party will definitely not let him go easily.
Thinking of this, Su Shi felt a lot more at ease. He found Yan Sheng's Weibo and was about to observe secretly, but his eyes suddenly fell on the latest Weibo.
[By chance, I heard an unnamed qin melody. Straight to the heart, sweating profusely. I can't help but ask myself: Do you regret it?]
Below Weibo, there is actually a video.
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