Qin Si hadn't had such a great time playing for a long time. After this game, he even wanted to play another one.
"Another one?"
“No.” Qiao Nian watched as Nie Mi began to give a speech and the hotel staff gradually brought up the dishes. She quit the game and whispered, “It’s started. I don’t want to play anymore. Let’s play next time. I’ll play again next time when I have the chance.”
Although Qin Si was still a little unsatisfied, he was not someone who could not distinguish occasions. In addition, people came to sit at their table one after another, and it was almost full. He did not want to cause Qiao Nian to be looked at with surprise, so he put away his phone and quit the game, saying, "Okay, let's play next time. Sister Qiao, don't forget to invite me next time."
He usually has work for the Ninth Institute and has a lot of things to do, but he is not as busy as Ye Wangchuan. But when he talks about it, it sounds like nothing has happened, and he is very nonchalant.
"Yeah." Qiao Nian also put away his phone and focused his attention on the front.
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After Nie Mi gave his speech, several other people came up to the stage to make their statements. They said a lot of irrelevant and polite words, which were so long that she almost fell asleep and could be heard.
The person who finally went up to speak finished speaking.
Then a group of young people came on stage and performed with various musical instruments in the name of wishing the old man a happy birthday.
If it weren’t for the table full of dishes, Qiao Nian would have thought that she had walked into the wrong place. She was not attending a birthday party, but the Vienna Golden Concert Hall.
From violins to saxophones to recorders, a variety of musical instruments filled the entire banquet hall, making so much noise that she lost her appetite.
There were a few of her favorite dishes on the table, but after Qiao Nian took a few bites, she found it difficult to eat anymore.
So noisy!
There was someone playing the violin on the stage. Qin Si looked up and saw that it was someone from the Xu family. He was almost tired of listening to it. He propped his chin up and saw the girl next to him who had the same impatient look on her face as him. He smiled and said, "Tired of listening to it?"
“It’s just too noisy.”
The noise made her lose her appetite.
Qin Si chuckled and said, "That's normal. Old Nie usually stays out of the house, so they can't catch him. They can only take this opportunity to show themselves so that Old Nie can see that they are a group of people who want to become his disciples."
It seemed that Jiang Xianrou was also going to go on stage today. Qin Si didn't feel anything but thought the scene in front of him was ridiculous. He lowered his voice and said to her, "Mr. Nie is best at playing the konghou, and he has been working hard to promote traditional music in China. Look at what these people are holding in their hands. Tsk~ violin? Recorder? None of them really play traditional music."
The same goes for Jiang Xianrou. She is at level eight in piano, but she insists on becoming Mr. Nie's apprentice.
He just couldn't understand what the picture was.
Just for the sake of fame
No wonder Master Nie would rather not accept disciples than these people for so many years.
If it were him, he wouldn’t accept it either!
Get your ass!
It's so disgusting to look at!
"Speaking of people who really play traditional music in China, I think of one person." Qin Si looked far away, crossed his legs, and cynically asked her, "Chasing the Light, have you heard of it?"
Qiao Nian's eyes flickered, and he raised his hand to pull down his hat to hide the emotions in his eyes: "Ah. No."
"You haven't even heard of Chasing the Light?" Qin Si looked at her in surprise, puzzled. "I thought she was very famous among you young people. All the little kids in my family know her name and are crazy about her. You haven't heard of her."
(End of this chapter)