The concert was a great success. Even a layman like Wen Liang felt deeply the infinite charm of the flying notes, the ethereal and melodious dreams, the lonely and sad cries, which made people almost forget where and when they were.
After a wonderful ensemble, the audience burst into warm applause, and Qin Yin led the participating students to the front desk to bow and thank them. The lights flickered, and at that moment, everyone ignored the terrible birthmark on the face of this elegant woman, and was impressed by her natural beauty immersed in the ocean of music.
After the audience left the stage one by one, Qin Yin had the chance to come over and say hello. She hugged Huang Gang tightly first, and then apologized to Wen Liang: "I didn't expect you to have time to come. Will you feel bored?"
"Sister Qin, what you said is a naked insult. Although I look like a commoner, music has no borders. At least I can appreciate a little bit of your highbrow music..."
Qin Yin smiled and said, "I said something wrong. I'll treat you to dinner as an apology."
Wen Liang looked at the group of classmates beside the stage and said, "A celebration party? Wouldn't it be too awkward for two outsiders like us to be here?"
"Yes, Aunt Qin, you guys go celebrate, it's time for us to go back."
Qin Yin thought about it and felt that it was indeed a bit inappropriate. Wen Liang was fine, as he could adapt to any occasion and feel at ease. But Huang Gang was just a child after all, and he would definitely feel uncomfortable being with a bunch of unfamiliar college students.
"How about this, Yan Ge, Da Peng," Qin Yin turned around and waved to Yan Ge and the other boys. When they came closer, she said, "I won't go to dinner later. You two should organize it and take everyone to find a place to celebrate."
"Teacher Qin, how can you not go?"
Yan Ge was a little anxious. She had been preparing for many days and practicing hard, just waiting for tonight's concert to make a splash, and then formally put forward her request while Qin Yin was in a good mood. The right time, right place and right people, if she missed this time, there might not be such a suitable opportunity in the future.
"Yes, everyone is ready to toast you a few glasses of wine..." The boy named Dapeng also advised. This guy has an ordinary appearance, and his height is about the same as Yan Ge, or even a little shorter. He is the kind of person who can't be found in a crowd. However, Wen Liang still remembers him. The saxophone solo he played on the stage just now was full of emotion and confession. His skills should be one of the best among this group of students, and only Yan Ge can be compared.
"Okay, as a teacher, don't you know that you can have fun only if I don't go. I have friends here, so I won't say much to you, but remember not to drink too much, don't come back too late, and be careful. Dapeng, you boys have to take good care of the girls, okay? If anything happens to one of them, I'll hold you responsible later."
Dapeng assured him: "Teacher, don't worry, we will definitely pay attention. Isn't that right, Yan Ge?"
Yan Ge was extremely disappointed, but there was nothing she could do. She nodded helplessly, her eyelashes drooping slightly, her slender white fingers tightly grasping her collar, not knowing what she was thinking.
Dapeng glanced at Yan Ge secretly, then immediately turned his gaze away, looking nervous and excited. He said in a calm voice, "Yan Ge, let's go first so as not to delay Teacher Qin from entertaining his friends."
Wen Liang shook his head secretly. This guy must have been secretly in love with the goddess in his mind for a long time, but his eyesight is really too poor. Yan Ge was obviously disappointed that Qin Yin could not attend the celebration banquet. It’s fine if you don’t want to make up for it, but why are you so happy
Destined to be lonely all your life!
"Hey, wait, I almost forgot something." Qin Yin stopped the two people who were about to leave, and stretched out her hand to Wen Liang, saying without hesitation: "I know you are a rich man, give me 500 yuan first, I forgot my wallet in the office."
Wen Liang took out a thousand yuan from his wallet and handed it over, frowning deliberately and said, "Five hundred yuan is not enough, Sister Qin, this is a celebration banquet, you can't be too stingy as a teacher."
Qin Yin was amused by him and laughed, but she also took the money obediently and handed it to Dapeng, saying: "You have worked hard during this period. Take this money and remember to find a better place to reward everyone."
One thousand yuan is not a small amount of money nowadays, especially for poor students. It is undoubtedly a huge sum of money. Dapeng was shocked and looked at Wenliang with a little awe. Is it true that you can't judge a person by appearance? He looks about the same age and temperament as me, but he pulled out ten old man tickets like toilet paper. He is so handsome!
But I've heard that Teacher Qin comes from a prominent family, and it seems that it is probably true. Any friend who comes here is so generous, it's incredible, incredible!
Yan Ge just looked at Wen Liang in surprise when he took out the money, biting her lower lip with her pearly teeth, and said nothing.
Dapeng was not willing to accept it and quickly declined, "It's just a meal, we can just pay for it ourselves, how can we ask you to pay for it?"
"Okay, don't I know how little living expenses you have? You spend lavishly at the beginning of the month without restraint, and at the end of the month you just spend it like steamed buns with plain water. How can you scrape together any money? Take it, or I'll be angry!"
At this point, Dapeng had no choice but to take the money and walked to the middle of the students. Just after he said a few words, he heard a burst of cheers and someone shouted "Long live Teacher Qin." Yan Ge hesitated again and again, but finally left. However, before leaving, she glared at Wen Liang angrily, feeling deeply dissatisfied with this uninvited guest who disrupted her plan.
The three of them walked out of the auditorium, and Wen Liang said with a smile: "If you, the real boss, hadn't been here for this incident, wouldn't Huang Gang and I have been scolded to death by your group of students?"
"They'll be so happy without me. By the way, if you have time tomorrow night, come see me and I'll give you the money."
Wen Liang certainly wouldn't say something stupid like "I don't have to pay it back," so he said, "OK, I'll call you after school."
Huang Gang stood aside and looked at the two of them with envy. Even though she was young and ignorant, she could feel the ordinary yet extremely harmonious friendship between Qin Yin and Wen Liang. It was like the harmonious sound of a zither at a concert. They did not need too many words or too much explanation to understand each other's thoughts and demands.
"What are you thinking about?" Qin Yin took Huang Gang's hand and asked with a smile, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? The landlord is here tonight, let's kill him for a good meal."
"No, I didn't think about anything!" Huang Gang retracted his thoughts and said, "I'm not too hungry. I'll just listen to Auntie."
"Hey, Sister Qin, who just said I'd like to have dinner to make amends?" Wen Liang was suddenly stunned, and laughed, "I just felt something was wrong. Huang Gang, I called her Sister Qin, and you called her Auntie. Does that mean you're calling me Uncle?"
Huang Gang opened his mouth slightly, scratched his head in distress, and said, "Should I really call you uncle?"
This time it was Wen Liang's turn to look sad. He didn't want to be a weird uncle. Qin Yin burst out laughing and said, "You've made a mess of yourself. Xiaogang, call me sister from now on. Actually, I'm only a few years older than you."
Qin Yin and Huang Gang's mother are colleagues and good friends, so it is understandable that Huang Gang calls her auntie. However, things and people have changed now, and they are separated by mountains and rivers, so it doesn't matter what you call her.
"Um!"
The three of them walked to the entrance of Qingshi, where two bright lights illuminated the entrance as bright as day. After waiting for a while and failing to hail a taxi, Wen Liang was considering whether to call Chang Cheng to pick him up. A dirty beggar came over from under a roadside tree not far from them, holding a broken porcelain bowl in his hand. He knelt on the ground with a plop and said pitifully, "Big brother, big sister, please give me some money. I haven't eaten for three days..."
Huang Gang's heart ached. She was now dependent on her brother and was alone in Qingzhou, helpless and helpless, playing like a floating duckweed. What was the difference between her and this beggar? He took out the only ten yuan from his pocket, put it in the bowl, and said softly, "Go buy something to eat."
"Thank you, thank you!"
The beggar kowtowed several times but did not stand up. He put the broken bowl in front of Qin Yin, and his eyes, which were so dirty that they were almost invisible, flashed with greed. Qin Yin forgot to bring her wallet and had no money at all, so she had to turn around and look at Wen Liang. Wen Liang smiled, took out two ten-yuan bills and threw them into the bowl. Although he could see at a glance that the beggar had all his limbs, was not very old, had a loud voice, and a clear mind, and was not disabled or sick, neither old nor young, as long as he was willing to do hard work, he would not end up on the streets at the very least. It was very likely that he was lazy and was content with this kind of life where he could survive without dignity and just by stretching out his hand.
The beggar's hands were shaking with excitement. He asked for thirty yuan at a time, but it was a rare big win. He kowtowed twice, trying to tap the potential of these three people who seemed easy to deceive and rich. He howled, "Good people, big brothers and big sisters, you are all good people. God bless you with a long life, many children and grandchildren... I have a stupid brother at home who is missing limbs, please give me some more..."
Huang Gang was about to cry, and said to Wen Liang embarrassedly: "Can you lend me some money?"
Wen Liang took another ten yuan, but did not give it to Huang Gang. Instead, he put it in the beggar's bowl himself, leaned over and whispered, "That's enough. If you keep going on, I'll get someone to break your legs!"
The beggar's howling stopped abruptly. He shrank back in fear, without even bowing his head, and crawled to the side to count his money.
Qin Yin noticed something. After all, she knew more about the world than Huang Gang. She also knew that some professional beggars were not worthy of sympathy. Maybe when you saw him, he was a beggar, but when he turned around, he became a normal person, even a normal person with money.
"Is he that kind of beggar?"
Wen Liang nodded, Qin Yin looked at him with a smile and said, "You had already discovered it, why did you still give him money?"
"Giving this money is not for him, but for your kindness!"
People have a price, but hearts are priceless!
Qin Yin's eyes became gentle and she said, "Wen Liang, you are very good!"
There were hurried footsteps behind me, and Yan Ge's voice rang out:
"Teacher Qin, Teacher Qin!"
Qin Yin turned around and saw Yan Ge running up to her panting. He handed her a scroll and said, "This is an ancient music score that I accidentally collected not long ago. I don't know if it's real or not. Give it to you as a gift. Thank you for your teachings all the time."
Before Qin Yin could say anything, there was a sudden clang. The beggar under the tree stared at Yan Ge blankly, and the broken bowl in his hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces. (To be continued)