A New Beginning …
Qing 'er was a teacher of the Department of Ethnic Music at the Shanghai Conservatory of Music. Her mother had died a long time ago. She lived with her grandparents since she was a child. Later, her father died inexplicably. At that time, she met Jiang Xianbang for the first time. It was this uncle who arranged her father's funeral.
She remembered that when she was in the fourth grade of primary school, Uncle Jiang came to visit her father's grave. In the previous two years, he also took time to visit. Every time he came, he would buy a lot of gifts for her grandparents and her. When he left, he would give grandpa a lot of money. Grandpa said that Uncle Jiang was a good person and asked her to greet Uncle Jiang every New Year.
That year, after she accompanied Uncle Jiang to visit the grave, Uncle Jiang asked her if she would like to follow him to Shanghai. She asked foolishly, "Where is Shanghai? Is it fun there?"
"Shanghai is a big city. It is fun."
Then she agreed, and then her grandparents agreed. After all, they were old and could no longer take care of her. Even if they were reluctant, they knew that their little granddaughter would live a good life with Jiang Xianbang. They also knew that because of their son, Jiang Xianbang would definitely take good care of Qing 'er.
So, Qing 'er followed Jiang Xianbang to the big city of Shanghai. When she came to Shanghai, she was shocked by the city. It was far more lively and prosperous than their small county. She was sent to the best aristocratic school in Shanghai and began to get in touch with all kinds of new things.
When she was a child, her father liked to listen to those guqin, guzheng, pipa and so on. Uncle Jiang also liked to listen, so she told Uncle Jiang that she wanted to learn. Jiang Xianbang loved his daughter very much and naturally agreed. He did not expect that the girl was very talented in music and went further and further on this road.
She stayed in Shanghai for college and graduate. She did not want to go too far. She knew that Uncle Jiang had no wife and children, so he needed someone to take care of him. She had regarded herself as Uncle Jiang's daughter.
Uncle Jiang liked to drink tea, so she learned tea art. During that time, Uncle Jiang liked to listen to piano music, so she began to learn the piano. As long as Uncle Jiang liked it, she was willing to learn.
Qing-er's temperament was very indifferent and because of this, her temperament became more and more extraordinary and refined, more and more otherworldly. This was also the place that gave Jiang Xian Bang a headache because he really did not know what kind of man would be able to match up with this silly girl.
After asking a few servants, Qing 'er knew that he should wake up soon, so she ran to the kitchen and made two bowls of sour noodle soup. Uncle Jiang was used to eating a bowl of sour noodle soup after he woke up. Her cooking skills had long been excellent.
She put on an apron and tied up her hair. It was hard to believe that such an otherworldly beauty was cooking. Perhaps in the eyes of all men, such a woman was only suitable for brewing tea and talking about the zither. If she were to walk into the kitchen, they would feel heartache and feel that it was a waste.
When Qing 'er served two bowls of noodles in sour soup in the living room, Qin Sheng and Jiang Xianbang woke up, not knowing whether they were awakened by the noise or the smell of the fragrance. Qin Sheng mumbled in a daze, "It smells so good."
"Qing 'er, you're back." Jiang Xianbang got up and saw Qing' er, who was sitting opposite him, smiling. He rubbed his head.
Qing 'er said with some hidden bitterness, "Uncle, how much did you drink? Don't you know that you are not in good health?"
Jiang Xianbang was very witty and pointed to Qin Sheng and said, "This can't be blamed on me. You have to blame him. This brat tried his best to make me drink. If he comes to our house again in the future, you can tell him that I am not here."
Qin Sheng glanced at Qing 'er and then at Jiang Xianbang. He was dumbfounded. This old thing was too shameless. He was wrongly made the scapegoat. At this time, Qing' er pouted and stared at Qin Sheng. Qin Sheng's heart was racing. He had already offended the beauty because of his rude words at noon. Now, he was made a fool of by Jiang Xianbang. He reckoned that he had already been blacklisted by her.
"I am not the scapegoat. You asked me to drink with you." Even so, Qin Sheng still wanted to redress his grievances.
Jiang Xianbang got up and stretched. "Don't forget your current identity. Are you going to take the scapegoat or not?"
Qin Sheng immediately understood what Jiang Xianbang meant. He was threatening him, but he was the boss. He had no choice but to admit defeat. "I will."
Jiang Xianbang was like a general who had won the battle and laughed unscrupulously.
Qing 'er said coquettishly, "Well, uncle, I made sour noodle soup for you. Eat something and I will make a pot of Pu' er tea for you to sober up."
"My favorite sour noodle soup. Eat noodles, eat noodles. Qin Sheng, taste Qing 'er's cooking. You are benefiting from me. Others can't eat it." Jiang Xianbang squatted on the ground and picked up the noodles to eat.
Qin Sheng was also hungry, so he did not hesitate to wolf down the food. The old and the young were really interesting.
After a while, a bowl of noodles was finished by Qin Sheng. Qin Sheng even drank up the soup. He said happily, "Delicious, really delicious. The sour and spicy are just right."
"Do you want more? There is more in the kitchen." Qing 'er asked out of politeness.
Who knew that Qin Sheng was very shameless and said, "Yes, of course, put more chili."
The servant next to him immediately took the bowl and filled another bowl for Qin Sheng. Jiang Xianbang laughed and scolded, "You really don't treat yourself as an outsider."
After two bowls of sour noodle soup, Qin Sheng was completely full. He drank tea for a while and finally recovered. Then he was ready to leave.
Jiang Xianbang wanted him to stay here tonight. Qin Sheng said that he had to go back and he would go to work on time tomorrow. At the dinner table, Jiang Xianbang had already said hello and gave Qin Sheng the mobile phone number of the person in charge of Shangshan Ruoshui. Qin Sheng could directly contact him tomorrow morning.
Unless there was really an emergency, the car was left here by Jiang Xianbang. He asked the driver to send it to Qin Sheng tomorrow. Qin Sheng took a taxi and left.
The city was very big. It was difficult for a stranger to find a sense of belonging. Qin Sheng was even more special. He did not know where he was born. He grew up in Xi 'an and developed in Shanghai. However, compared with the time when he just went to college and came to Shanghai alone, he was at least not so strange when he returned to Shanghai.
Walking alone on Middle Huaihai Road, Qin Sheng walked aimlessly. Even though it was early in the morning, there were still many pedestrians on the road. It was very close to Hengshan Road. Qin Sheng did not want to go back for the time being, so he walked to YOUNG Bar.
Tonight's YOUNG Bar was more lively than that day. Qin Sheng was too familiar with it. He found an unknown place and sat down. He still only asked for a bottle of beer. There was still a resident singer on the stage, but it was not the artistic man who sang Chengdu, but a band, singing the song of escape plan.
Qin Sheng sipped the beer and listened to the song quietly.
At this time, a man with a bottle of red wine sat next to Qin Sheng. He wore a black short-sleeved shirt and was slightly fat with a beard. He looked like he was only in his thirties. He smiled and said, "Alone tonight?"
"You are?" Qin Sheng asked inexplicably. In fact, he did not want to be disturbed.
The man said happily, "My name is Kang Zi. I am the person in charge of this bar. Last time you came here, you sang a song called Spring Breeze. It was very nice, so I remember you."
"Oh." Qin Sheng understood and said, "Thank you. I just sang casually."
"Have a drink?" Kang Zi took the initiative to say.
Qin Sheng smiled and nodded. Then Kang Zi asked the waiter to bring two cups and a decanter.
After pouring the wine, they clinked two glasses. Kang Zi smiled and said, "How did you find us? Or was it recommended by a friend?"
"No." Qin Sheng shook his head and explained, "I often came here a few years ago. A friend sang here. I don't know if the boss is still Uncle Qi?"
"Oh, it turned out to be an old guest. But Uncle Qi has been gone for a long time. Two years ago, he had transferred the bar and went to the United States to find his daughter." Kang Zi said with a smile.
Qin Sheng said thoughtfully, "No wonder there are no acquaintances."
"You sing very well. Are you interested in coming to our bar to sing?" Kang Zi asked with interest.
Qin Sheng smiled and said, "No, I just come here when I have time."
"It's a pity." Kang Zi sighed.
At this time, the time of the resident singer's band came. After they left, the bar returned to silence. Kang Zi said half-jokingly, "How about singing another song? I think your voice has more stories. In the future, you and your friends come here, all 20% off?"
"No." Qin Sheng refused euphemistically.
Kang Zi insisted, "Sing a song. You are also an old guest. You can add some customers to our bar. Last time, many guests said that you sing well and asked if you are a resident singer here."
In the future, Qin Sheng would definitely come here. Kang Zi was so insistent. It was hard to refuse. Qin Sheng also wanted to vent, so he nodded and said, "That's OK. Just one song."
"Just one song." Kang Zi laughed.
Qin Sheng slowly went to the stage and took a guitar from the side. After Kang Zi greeted the stage, he sat down again. Qin Sheng tuned the strings and then said lightly, "A song" White Orchid Pigeon Parade "for everyone."
Kang Zi took the lead in shouting. Several guests who happened to hear Qin Sheng's Spring Breeze last time also shouted when they saw Qin Sheng.
When Qin Sheng went to the stage, Kang Zi picked up the phone and dialed a number. When it was connected, he whispered, "Boss, he is here again. He is ready to sing. Do you want to listen?"
"Open the video." A woman's gentle voice said.
Kang Zi hung up the phone, took the initiative to dial the video, and then faced Qin Sheng.
Qin Sheng cleared his throat and began to sing. There was no need for a band. A guitar and a person. It was quiet.
"I came to a strange place from afar,
It was as if it had been asleep for countless years.
I will come to this place at all costs,
Looking around, all the spring scenery is no longer ordinary,
Ah ~ Time flies like water,
Ah ~ Yesterday's road is already very far,
White orchid pigeon, white orchid pigeon,
Flying over the moment the rainbow crossed,
She is far away,
Don't stop chasing her,
White orchid pigeon, white orchid pigeon,
Flying over the gorgeous world like water,
Until you have everything,
Or flying to the north. "
It was still a folk song, still that kind of taste, still so vicissitudes. A man without a story naturally could not sing this kind of feeling.
After a song was sung, from quiet to lively, everyone cheered and applauded.
However, Qin Sheng did not like lively. This song was just a portrayal of his mood at this time. So when he returned to his seat, he only had a drink with Kang Zi, and then left the bar.
The woman on the other side of the phone was no one else but Su Qin. He pursed his lips and giggled. No one knew what he was laughing at.
When Qin Sheng returned to Tomson Golf Villa, everyone else had already fallen asleep. Qin Sheng did not disturb others and went straight back to his room to sleep.
The next morning, Qin Sheng got up early and did not eat breakfast. After saying hello to Han Bing and others, he left in a hurry.
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