Shen Antu finally came to the folk music area, and with the enthusiastic service of the boss, he took over the erhu with dignity.
Everyone was looking forward to his performance. Shen Antu sat on a stool, got into position, and held the bow and played twice in a very professional manner.
"quack-"
An unpleasant friction sound like sawing wood echoed in the piano store, and the onlookers finally dispersed.
But Shen Antu himself felt good and nodded repeatedly: "Not bad, not bad."
The owner of the music store suddenly changed his mind and started promoting the erhu class, saying that if Shen Antu signed up now, he could get a 20% discount. Shen Antu waved his hand to decline and continued to try new instruments.
Ten minutes later, Xie Wenxuan was sure that Shen Antu knew nothing about folk music instruments.
"Handsome guy, you have tried all the instruments in our store. I wonder which one you have chosen? I think it is better to go with a Steinway piano, which is more suitable for your temperament..."
The owner of the music store made a lot of recommendations. Xie Wenxuan didn't know much about musical instruments, he just knew that the final price was enough to buy a single apartment in the city center.
He held the card in his arms, waiting for Shen Antu to speak.
Shen Antu thought for a few seconds and said, "The erhu you have is pretty good. Do you have any cheaper ones?"
"Uh... yes, look at this rosewood one..."
"Something cheaper."
"What about this?"
“Is there anything cheaper?”
In the end, Shen Antu bought an erhu, a flute and a xun, which cost less than four hundred yuan in total.
Xie Wenxuan felt even more complicated, and was too embarrassed to look at the boss's face when paying.
Shen Antu threw the new instrument to Xie Wenxuan, sipped his milk tea and walked out of the music store, humming a little tune in high spirits. He said to Xie Wenxuan, "If your brother dumps me one day, I will sit in front of his company and play the erhu, singing "Scumbag Xie Duo, you have no heart" while playing."
Xie Wenxuan followed him bitterly: "Why don't you buy a piano? You play it so well, or the violin will be fine. I know you don't want to spend my brother's money, but you don't have to save so much."
"I'm not saving money for him." Shen Antu glanced at him from behind his sunglasses. "What's the point of playing with something you already know how to play? Of course you have to buy something you don't know how to play with. There's no need for a novice to improve himself to buy something so good, don't you think?"
"You are the scumbag." Xie Wenxuan scolded him half-truthfully, and then changed the subject, "Didn't you lose your memory? How come you still remember the music so well?"
"Muscle memory, understand? Actually, I have nothing in my head, but once I touch those instruments, my hands move naturally, just like memorizing the multiplication table. Three eight twenty four four nine thirty six. I don't need to think at all."
Shen Antu returned to the car and sat down first. He looked at the sky outside through the window. In the distance, a conspicuous blue glass curtain wall building was reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun.
Shen Antu quickly retracted his gaze and turned to look at Xie Wenxuan who was about to get into the car, his eyes full of excitement: "When will Xie Duo get off work?"
Chapter 19 Maybe fate really favors him
Everyone should understand by this point. It's not a reconciliation. They just had a simple mutual crush on each other. Xie Duo even realized that he liked Shen Antu after he left. Then he became the white moonlight in his heart, and he could only think about him occasionally. They haven't seen each other for seven years.
Zhou Minghui came when Xie Duo was about to get off work.
"Are you going to the banquet in the north of the city tonight? I happen to have a dinner there. Can you give me a ride?" Zhou Minghui walked in leisurely with his hands in the pockets of his casual pants. He saw a large bunch of roses on Xie Duo's table. "Hey! Which girl gave them to you? Is it the one your dad introduced to you before?"
"No, don't touch it." Xie Duo stared at Zhou Minghui's outstretched hand.
"Tsk, so stingy." Zhou Minghui curled his lips and turned to leave, "Then I'll go wait for you in the car first."
"I'm not going to the north of the city, you can take a taxi there yourself." Xie Duo passed by Zhou Minghui, opened and closed the door indifferently, leaving him alone in the office.
Zhou Minghui was stunned for a moment and immediately chased after him: "No, you also turned down Xinke's banquet? Then where are you going tonight?"
"Go home." Xie Duo got on the special elevator and pressed the button for the basement floor.
"Which family?" Zhou Minghui had already realized that something was wrong. He stared at Xie Duo, his face full of disappointment. "Is that flower sent by Miss Shen? Have you been bewitched by that vixen, Old Xie?!"
Xie Duo raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then said calmly, "You want to mind my business?"
Zhou Minghui choked for a moment.
Although he and Xie Duo have been friends since childhood and he considers himself to be close friends with Xie Duo, sometimes Zhou Minghui still feels a little scared by the oppressive feeling from the other party.
However, the more Xie Duo does this, the more it illustrates the problem.
Zhou Minghui figured something out in his mind and felt a chill on the back of his neck.
The elevator had reached the bottom, and Zhou Minghui followed Xie Duo out. Xie Duo had a special parking space, and he wanted to say a few more words on the way, but suddenly he saw Chen Xu standing respectfully by the car not far away.
Zhou Minghui immediately put Xie Duo behind him and waved to Chen Xu, "Hey, Secretary Chen, are you still off work? I was wondering why I didn't see you just now. Are you waiting for me?"
Chen Xu nodded slightly to Xie Duo, then dragged Zhou Minghui out.
"I'll treat you to a drink." Chen Xu smiled happily.