Chapter 52： Qin Fan: Puppy love is not good! (1/2)
Everyone looked up.
The tall figure is wearing a straight suit, the most classic black and white match, a pure white shirt, the top button of the neckline is not buttoned, and a black straight tie without any pattern. The black suit jacket outside is also a young teenager casual style , A metal pin on the left chest is exquisite and exquisite in workmanship, illuminating the whole set of clothing's high-grade charm, black suit trousers perfectly hold out the long legs of the visitor.
As she walked, her face gradually emerged from the shadows. The neatly combed black hair, the brows are as clear as the breeze and the moon, and the smile on his face is like a spring breeze, noble and elegant to cause the girls below to scream uncontrollably. She is confident and dazzling on stage, exuding a mature and calm charm.
Yang Bi first murmured: ”This person is not popular, and the law of heaven is too difficult to tolerate.”
According to the plot requirements of the promotional film, Si Huang at this time should have graduated from campus and attended the graduation ceremony. It was also here that she played a piano piece for her first love, drawing a gorgeous end to this beautiful youth.
At this time, she should be the most shining time.
She is the arrogant and flamboyant on the basketball court, she is the lazy and splendid life, she is relaxed and serious in studying, she is the frank and straightforward in first love... Now, she is still the noble and elegant on the stage.
The short promotional video is real because of her, and it explains a real person and memory with flesh and blood.
Si Huang walked to the center of the stage, facing the crowd standing below, as if not seeing the isolated reporters. She smiled, everyone who came into contact with her gaze felt that the person she watched enthusiastically was herself. Then she didn't say a word, turned and sat in front of the piano, touching the black and white keys with her white and slender fingers.
咚——
The tone of the piano is very beautiful, pure and rich.
Si Huang's fingers danced briskly and flexibly on the black and white keys, playing a famous piano piece that expresses love. The style is enthusiastic and gorgeous, and the key speed is light and complicated, which is a test of the player's skills. When the piano sounded, the autumn and winter nights were no longer cold. This passionate rhythm, like the layers of roses in her background, with the rosy fragrance, aroused the inner love of every teenager and girl Passionate pursuit, straightforward, innocent and calm.
Sliding from bass to treble, and then from treble to bass, in the middle *, high and low, everyone saw Sihuang's ten fingers flying in the light. I don't know if the light effect makes the eyes dim and blurry, or her fingers are really too flexible and undulating. The piano sound hits the melody of the heart, and the ten fingers are almost overlapped, which is amazing and shocking. The surrounding area seemed to be windy, and the wind blew up the endless rose garden. The petals flew up with the sudden strong wind, blowing from the body, bringing up clothes, hair and heartbeat. The tip of the nose smelled full of romantic, charming and rich fragrance. China.
When the piano sound entered the finale, it was still intense and determined and passionate, until her hands rested on the black and white keys.
The sound of the piano disappears, but people's hearts have not stopped, and the ears are still reverberating with lingering gorgeous sounds.
The audience was quiet and no one spoke.
The students, reporters, and RB staff all had a silent aftertaste, and their eyes remained on the elegant figures on the stage unconsciously.
Si Huang stood up.
Everyone's hearts also fluctuated with her movements.
She moved out of the low chair gently and stood right in front of the stage, facing the dense crowd below.
”Are you the origin of the Knight Order?”
Her voice is not loud, but in the quiet environment, everyone can hear it clearly.
”Yes--! Your Majesty, we are your Knights!”
”Ahhhhh! We are!”
The girls shouted in excitement, whether they joined the Knights or not yet, they all became a group of the Knights at this moment, shouting together and excited.
Si Huang chuckled, her smile was clearly seen by everyone in the spotlight, and she yelled fiercely and stopped tacitly.
Si Huang said: ”The song just now was set by RB. Although it was said at the beginning that it was a reward for your help after playing it completely, I regret it.”
The girls guessed something, suppressing their inner excitement, and their fiery eyes followed Si Huang closely.
The teenager in a black and white suit placed one hand in front of his lower abdomen and bowed to the people in front of him. The elegant etiquette accompanied by her gentle smile, like a noble boy who came out of an ink painting, ”I want to play for you alone, you guys Do you want to hear it?”
”I want to--!” Unexpectedly, he shouted neatly, as if to shake the dark clouds in the sky, and shouted in a crisp, sharp husky regardless of whether his throat was hurt.
Si Huang returned to the piano and sat down.
The real entertainment reporter in the reporter group below wanted to stop it, but found that no one of his colleagues had any action. He was isolated and helpless, and he did not dare to fight alone, so he could only watch all this with a dark face.
Many people are wondering what song Si Huang will play? The first one is a famous song, and it perfectly shows her piano skills. With the amazingness of the previous one, the latter must be even better, right? What could it be? A higher-level masterpiece that still expresses love?
When Si Huang flicked his fingers for the first time, everyone was stunned.
It's too light... the tone is also wandering.
Once...two times...three times, her melody is light and slow, and her expression is relaxed and gentle, not like playing solemnly, but like random practice.
”What kind of music is this? I can't hear the prelude.” Someone asked in a low voice.
”I haven't listened to it either. Is it a relatively rare masterpiece?”
”I don't sound like it. How do you feel that your Majesty is improvising?”
The words awakened the dreamer, and words such as ‘improvisation’ and ‘original creation’ appeared in the crowd’s discussions. Accompanied by their whispered discussions, the suddenly crisp piano tone interrupted their discussions.
If the opening performance of Si Huang is like the beginning of a drizzle in the night, soundless but silent, the melody and timbre that follow it will be amazing and intoxicating. The melody is clearly brisk but the tone is gentle, fast and erratic, full of relaxed comfort, like the morning light in the rain and fog, bright, delicate and warm, listening to it, people’s mood is also calm, watching Looking at... the gentle smile of the pure lips of the person playing on the stage raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously and smiled quietly.
The darkness of the night, the bright moonlight, here is no longer an artificial playground, it is transformed into a natural forest, insects sing and faintly flying birds spread their wings, the freedom to fly and the passion for love in the heart. There is no need for rigorous rhythm and melody, no need to deliberately show off gorgeous skills, no need for the slightest good tone, just rely on the inner feeling to drive the lightness and speed of the fingers, and play this song freely.
Rain shower...
The thin rain fell suddenly.
The cold touch awakened many people.
”It's raining...” Such a murmur continued to sound.
”Hurry up and hide...” a boy just shouted when he was stared at by the girl next to him, ”Shut up!”
After exclaiming in a small range, the accident soon quieted down, and what was even more surprising was...no one left!
Maybe someone wants to leave, but everyone is used to following the crowd. When most of them chose to stay in the same place under the drizzle, the others also fell silent.
The temporary stage was not capped, so the rain also poured on Si Huang.
She raised her head, the light above her eyes dazzled, and the fine rain fell on her face and body. Immediately afterwards, she closed her eyes, her hands didn't stop playing, instead she was more arbitrary than before.
The night rain is getting heavier, but her smile with closed eyes is more cheerful. There is no big screen so the people present can't see the expression on her face clearly. It is the camera recorded on site, which makes the outside audience more and more. See it more clearly.
However, the people at the scene could not see Si Huang's expression clearly, but could hear her playing more clearly. The sound of the piano played by her hands deeply understood her expression and feelings at this time.
The grass breaks out of the ground, the fish will live when you meet the water, the sound of the piano is more moving than the rain falling in the pond, touching the depths of the soul, resonating with the soul, and seduce the pure land that there is always in the bottom of everyone's heart, and An arrogant rush of ideological desire for freedom.
When the last key tone ended, Si Huang's hands moved away from the black and white keys of the piano, opened his eyes, took out the wet towel from his suit pocket, and gently wiped a small amount of water stains on the piano keys.
”Papa--” In silence, whose applause sounded. Immediately afterwards, more and more: ”Papa Papa!”
”Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty!”
”Si Huang——! I love you——!”
Amid the applause, the enthusiastic shouts of the girls gradually sounded.
Si Huang turned his head and looked. His black hair was dripping with water, and water dripped off his white jade face, and his **** lips burst into a smile. He said softly, ”Well, I love you too.”
”Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!”
”Excuse me, let the piano get wet.” Si Huang stood up and looked at Yang Bixian's group. ”Thank you, please move it back.”
Yang Bi first asked a few people to help, and then said: ”It's just for this time. After you ask a professional person for care, there should be no problems. If there is a problem, it will be counted on the RB.”
Si Huang didn't give in to him, nodded to him, and then said to everyone in the audience: ”Thank you for today. It will rain and it will be late. Go back early.”
It's just that most of them didn't move, and the rest of them didn't move.
Seeing this situation, Si Huang knew that it would be useless to continue to persuade her. She walked down the stage and took the towel passed by Yuene, who also came to her, and wiped her hair.
”Go and change your clothes first,” Yuen said.
Si Huang glanced in the direction of the crowd and reporters and shook his head.
Yuen moved her lips lightly, and said after a second, ”I'll take care of this?”
”You don't know the situation.” Si Huang took the towel off his head, with a smile in his eyes, ”Besides, I want to solve it myself.”
Yuene can already be sure that Si Huang, the network boss, did the matter.
He didn't say anything any more, took the towel from his hand, and followed Si Huang without leaving.
Yu Ling ran over and handed her the thermos in her hand, ”Hot the milk.”
Si Huang looked at her forehead and didn't know whether it was sweat or rain. ”You should also pay attention.”
Yu Ling laughed, ”It's okay! The place where I just stood was sheltered from rain.”
With a few words of effort, the group of reporters have surrounded it.
Si Huang stopped and blocked what each of them wanted to say with a single sentence, ”I have finished the filming of ”Imperial Way”, and now I am doing RB's brand endorsement. Thank you very much for me. Attention and concern.” The elegant smile and gentle tone made a group of reporters wonder how to ask questions.
”It's obviously a guilty conscience now to pretend to be.” One person was clearly confronting Si Huang, and the real entertainment reporter came to the front and sneered: ”Isn't it arrogant before? How do you learn to be polite now, don't tell us you I don’t know about the incident on the Internet about the second son of Fenghua Entertainment.”
”My politeness is to people.” Si Huang flushed the popularity with Liu Yan's words before, and then said, ”I already know about Si Hua, and I don't want to talk more about it.”
”Why? Is this really related to you?”
”What do you think about this matter? It is now widely rumored that you calculated all this to harm your brother!”
”More than a month ago, there was a post on the Huaxing Art School forum saying that you had robbed your brother's role and that you had hurt Si Hua before. What's your explanation for this?”
When talking about Si Hua's problem, other reporters who had been silent rushed up like hungry wolves who saw the fat. The microphones kept sticking forward, and people squeezed towards Si Huang.
”Stop!” Yuen stepped forward with a cold face, clutching a person's wrist, ”Your microphone is about to touch Si Huang further forward, I can sue you for deliberate harm!”
The man was taken aback, and was about to refute, only to find that the surrounding students were all staring at him, and when he felt guilty, he backed away.
The reporters reluctantly retreated to a certain distance, but formed a circle, making it clear that if Si Huang did not answer, he would not let her go easily.
”If you have to ask me for an answer.” Si Huang lowered his eyes and chuckled at the corners of his mouth. ”Wrong and right are not important. The important thing is that I will not be bullied in obscurity. No matter who it is, you want to deal with me. It’s best to remember what I said.”
The reporter of Real Entertainment felt that she was talking to herself, and she was a little panicked, but more angry and embarrassed.
”This is my answer.” Si Huang raised his head, facing all the cameras with a calm expression.
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”Please tell me more, what is bullying? Is there any inside story?”
”Si Huang, you can say whatever you feel wronged. If you don't tell the truth, you can never become the truth.”
”Wait, please wait! Are you declaring war on someone?”
Being chased by a group of reporters, Si Huang stopped to say anything, and was supported by the security guards and the students and left the scene.
Today's scenes have also fallen into the eyes of countless people.
In the idyllic manor.
Grandma Yu silently watched the shadow of Si Huang walking into the car in the projection. After a few seconds of silence, she asked Tie Lao next to her: ”Old Iron Rod, is it really not helpful?”