Can you take me away

Chapter 39

Qi Feng suddenly realized that he had called 'Uncle Pei' by mistake, and looked at Pei Yan in shock, worried that he might misunderstand.

But Pei Yan didn't know whether he didn't hear it or didn't take it to heart, he still smiled and asked cheekily, "It's cold in my house, look, look at the fact that we are investors and spokespersons, just take me in." Is it okay for one night?"

As he said this, he stood outside obediently, did not forcefully walk in, and patiently waited for Qi Feng to give in.

Qi Feng closed the door a little bit, lowered his tone, and said: "Pei Yan, you don't have to do this anymore, it's useless. Don't mention me in public, and don't talk nonsense on the Internet. I will be very troubled if you do this.

" Are you angry?"

Pei Yan asked when the heavy iron door was about to close.

Qi Feng froze for a moment, then closed the door. While the door was locked, he seemed to hear a man's hoarse voice saying: "I was wrong..."

He leaned against the door and listened to the movement outside the door for a while. In the end, he still couldn't resist clicking on the monitor in front of the door. The monitor installed in front of his house can see the range from the corridor of his house to the elevator.

In the surveillance, Pei Yan was still standing at the door of his house, with a resolute and handsome face with unprecedented patience, as if he knew that Qi Feng was watching him, and would always open the door for him.

Qi Feng pursed his lips and turned to walk away.

He put the large box of ice cream sent by Pei Yan into the refrigerator, poured himself a glass of water and drank it down. It is useless to control the strength in the hand and put it on the table with a 'boom'. He turned his eyes to monitor, but the man was still there.

Qi Feng only glanced at it, then walked to the balcony, sat down and played the piano.

But for some reason, city A is especially cold today. Even though there was a heater on the balcony, it was still cold. His fingers were stiff, and he plucked the wrong strings several times.

It makes the original melodious and smooth sound of the piano appear stumbling and sounds a little impatient. After a few songs, Qi Feng frowned and pushed the brown xylophone away.

He looked at the monitor on the wall of the living room again, and Pei Yan was no longer in the monitor screen.

Finally can't wait any longer, go home?

He wouldn't really be sleeping in an empty house tonight, would he?

In case of illness...

Qi Feng quickly stopped his thoughts and laughed at himself: Pei Yan is an adult, the CEO of a group company, how could he not even know the most basic health management?

Those pretending to be pitiful just now were nothing more than deliberately pestering him.

Just like the little general who always used various excuses to play with his elder brother in Qi's mansion, and the little general who always went to the music workshop to fight with guests, making things difficult and trying to lure him out to deal with them.

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feedback from the music program that Qi Feng participated in more than a week ago was surprisingly good. The music and art stage program group received a lot of praise, and also received many opinions from the audience that they wanted to see Qi Feng on the program again.

In addition, Qi Feng's popularity during this time is indeed surprisingly high, so the program team sent an invitation to Qi Feng within a few days in order to go upstream, hoping that he can become a guest of the large-scale New Year's concert.

The program he starred in is: The Ancient Rhyme of the National Essence.

This is a large-scale concert of classical instruments. The program team found a symphony orchestra temporarily formed by dozens of famous musicians to play a symphony of classical instruments together.

The chief director and chief conductor of the invited music is Mr. Wu Wenjun, an old guqin artist.

Today is Qi Feng's official entry into the band as a musician. Early in the morning, Fang Cheng picked him up to report to the scene. When going out, Qi Feng stopped and glanced at the closed door next door.

Fang Cheng pushed open the elevator door, looked at Qi Feng standing still and asked strangely: "Xiaofeng, what's the matter?" "It's

okay, let's go."

Qi Feng turned his eyes away and walked into the elevator.

It's just that the elevator has not been closed yet, suddenly Pei Yan from the next door ran out from the next door while wearing a coat. The tall man broke into the sight of the two people in the elevator, grabbed the elevator door that was about to close with one hand, and squeezed forcefully. Entered the not so spacious elevator space.

He stood directly beside Qi Feng, looking down at the startled boy, and said: "Qi Feng, when I get down, I will go downstairs too."

Fang Cheng:! ! !

"Pei, Boss Pei, why are you here?! Ah, you just moved in next door..."

"Did you sleep here last night?"

Qi Feng interrupted Fang Cheng with a distorted tone It's too nice to ask Pei Yan.

"Yeah."

Pei Yan put on his coat, gave a 'tsk', and said aggrievedly: "I ran away in the middle of the night and finally bought a quilt, wrapped it up and lay on the floor to sleep. It was hard and cold, and I slept all over my body It hurts."

Qi Feng snorted coldly: "Unreasonable!"

"I deserve it, don't be angry."

Pei Yan said with a chuckle: "I'm in good health, I won't catch a cold, don't worry..."

Qi Feng avoided his gaze, and said coldly, "None of my business."

Fang Cheng was surprised for a while, and immediately understood what was going on.

No wonder some netizens hacked Qi Feng two days ago, Mr. Pei immediately came out to defend him, and openly said that he would fire CP with him for the rest of his life.

What's this?

Isn't this just using public opinion to chase people in a high-profile way!

When Qi Feng is willing to accept Mr. Pei one day, the two will be together logically. Not only will they not be abused and criticized by the world, but they will also make real sugar for netizens and fans who are addicted to CP. At that time, there will be a lot of enthusiasm and celebration.

They no longer have to hide and tuck!

Pei Yan's method is too high.

Fang Cheng was pleasantly surprised, but he didn't dare to say a word in front of the cold Qi Feng. When getting off the elevator, he quietly gave Pei Yan a thumbs up to express his admiration.

On the way to the garage, Pei Yan just followed Qi Feng, but he was too close and not far away. After seeing Qi Feng get into the car and leave, he found his own car and drove away.

Fang Cheng looked at Pei Yan's car leaving, held back his joy and turned a corner to persuade Qi Feng: "Boss Pei has chased you to the next door. I give him 100 points for his perseverance. Fortunately, he came out to tease black fans in person yesterday. Thank you for listening to him..."

Qi Feng: "Drive hard."

"Hey!"

The practice venue of the Chinese quintessence and ancient rhyme is the auditorium provided by the TV station. Today is the day when the orchestra members meet for the first time. Introduce yourself to each other.

It's just that most of the members except Qi Feng knew each other while playing classical instruments, and they soon became a lively group.

But when they saw Qi Feng enter the arena, the lively chatter suddenly became quieter, and everyone involuntarily looked towards Qi Feng, and the harmonious atmosphere suddenly froze.

A sister wearing a cheongsam was standing close to Qi Feng. She coughed lightly and said with a polite smile, "You are Qi Feng? I have heard you play Guqin and Guzheng, and it is not bad." Qi Feng looked at

her Holding the pipa in his arms, he nodded his thanks to her.

She asked again: "I see that your fingering is very good. Your Guqin and Guzheng are of the highest level, right?"

Qi Feng shook his head, "No, I didn't take the test."

"I didn't take the test."

Someone in the crowd asked back, Then there was some laughter from within.

Originally, my sister just wanted to relieve the suddenly stiff atmosphere, but she didn't expect her own problems to bring troubles to Qi Feng's situation.

Embarrassed and apologetic, she said, "That...level is just a consideration, don't worry about it. I hope we can cooperate happily."

Qi Feng looked around at the musicians who kept a distance from him, and smiled lightly: "Thank you You."

Most of the people gathered here are young people who have practiced musical instruments hard since childhood, have real talents, and can be called the quintessence of Chinese artists.

In their eyes, Qi Feng is just a small entertainer who relies on his face to make a living. But such a man with a single face has a higher income and popularity than them.

Some people sighed sarcastically before the director and Mr. Wu came.

"Nowadays, this world is vain and vain. You can become famous directly by relying on your face and hype, which saves you a lot of detours. We have practiced hard for ten years and passed on the music culture with our passion, but no one knows us."



"And I can only play a supporting role for him. If the program group arranges a popular star to come over like this, he will definitely be the chief lead and attract attention." If you don't have real talents, you can be kicked out by Mr. Wu immediately. The director of the program team doesn't dare to offend Mr. Wu."

"Yes. Just wait and see."

...

The auditorium is not big, and some words cannot be avoided. into Qi Feng's ears. The handsome boy's face was as calm as water. Concentrate on playing with the guzheng, qin, erhu, Xiao, dulcimer, chimes, snare drums and other musical instruments provided by the program group.

The job he accepted was not a solo performance, but a group of musicians sitting together and drums playing together. He needs to have strong cooperation and tacit understanding with the people here to complete this job.

As for the leader, since he came, he was going to be the leader, and he did his part.

After a while, the program director brought Mr. Wu in.

The old gentleman wore a beige double-breasted coat, elegant and rigorous, and walked in with a high spirit. The musicians put down their instruments one after another, and stood over to say hello to the old man.

Qi Feng stood up and was squeezed behind the crowd.

But Mr. Wu saw Qi Feng at a glance, and suddenly asked in a low voice for no apparent reason: "Qi Feng? Why are you here?" The

director team invited Qi Feng because he is very popular recently and can play the piano. But Mr. Wu is the general director of the program, they must first convince Mr. Wu to keep Qi Feng.

So he hurriedly explained with a smile: "Mr. Wu, didn't I tell you just now that Qi Feng is also one of the members we invited to Guoqu Guyun. I also hope that you will give the younger generation a chance and teach you a lot."

Mr. Wu looked around and saw the faces of dozens of young musicians present.

The old gentleman snorted softly: "I can't teach anyone. Besides, do you know the score of the ensemble?"

Qi Feng walked out of the crowd, and said calmly and politely under the eyes of everyone: "Hi old gentleman, I know some too."

Mr. Wu took out a thick sheet of music in his hand, turned out a page and handed it to Qi Feng, "Then try playing it." It

is a piece of sheet music randomly selected from an ensemble sheet music .

After Qi Feng took it, he opened his eyes a few times, and then played in front of the Guzheng prepared by the staff. He came at his fingertips, and the melodious guzheng melody came out smoothly under his fingertips. It also allowed those present who questioned his strength to see his true side.

Mr. Wu commented lightly: "Not bad."

Qi Feng understood that Mr. Wu was not trying to make things difficult for him, but on the contrary, Mr. Wu was giving him a chance. In the past, he kept his edge, but now is the time for him to transform his music and go on this road.

Qi Feng pressed the strings, stopped the rhythm and said: "Actually, if you play this section with a pipa, the effect will be better?" "Do

you know how to play the pipa?"

"A little bit."

"Oh."

Wu Lao narrowed his eyes He closed his eyes and said, "Try playing the pipa too."

The sister who had talked to Qi Feng just now handed her pipa to Qi Feng.

"Thank you."

Qi Feng thanked him again. He took over the pipa and continued to play that rhythm while sitting on the mahogany chair.

The tone of the pipa with the same rhythm is more gentle and soft, but this handsome young man can play different flavors. With just a few minor tunes, the people around became more and more surprised.

How can this be played? The level of proficiency is simply as good as fire. Even the elder sister, who is a pipa player, couldn't help but be in awe.

The few people who quietly criticized him just now blushed even more. Everyone originally thought that Qi Feng was just a young male artist who made a living by showing off his piano music on the Internet. But I didn't expect that he could really play several musical instruments, not only Guqin and Guzheng. Can play the pipa? !

Mr. Wu looked at the faces of the musicians around him calmly, and then asked: "Apart from the pipa, what else do you know?"

Qi Feng: "You can play some yueqin, sanxian, flute and drumming instruments, but they are not very sophisticated.

The young musicians around gathered around and couldn't help asking in surprise:

"Really, you know so many musical instruments? When did you learn it?" "

You are so talented, why didn't you take the musical instrument route from the beginning?" Some

people laughed and said:

"Damn it, our musicians don't have artists to make money. Besides, they are so handsome." "

In the future, the appearance of our orchestra will be supported by Qifeng.

" It is acquiesced that Qi Feng will be the chief lead of their temporary orchestra. Qi Feng heard it in his ears, his face remained calm.

Mr. Wu was still stern, and said: "Young people, don't be too arrogant, the instruments can speak for themselves. If you can do it, you will reveal your true colors when you really go on stage." "Time can't be wasted

. Now start to divide the work and practice according to the scores."

Mr. Wu brought the ensemble scores he wrote himself, and divided them into wind instrument group, percussion instrument group and plucked instrument group according to the majors of the musicians. Qi Feng was assigned to the plucked instrument group by him.

The first piece of the ensemble is "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night".

The music score written by Mr. Wu is extremely ingenious. The pipa and guzheng are used to lead the performance together, and the timbre and characteristics of two different instruments are used to make this classic ancient song the most beautiful.

At the same time, two leading musicians of pipa and guzheng should be selected.

As for who to choose, everyone looked at Qi Feng in unison.

Let's not talk about whether they are convinced by Qi Feng's ability, but they all know in their hearts that the program group arranged such a popular artist just to let him increase the popularity and topic of this concert, and they can't grab it even if they want to.

Elder Wu didn't express his opinion. Instead, after the division of labor, let everyone start practicing the part they are responsible for. He has always been rigorous about music, repeating, repeating and repeating even the slightest mistake.

Especially for the leading pipa and guzheng parts, it is more strict. Several pipa musicians and guzheng musicians were asked and criticized by the old man, but they were still unqualified after playing it over and over again.

The last few people were scolded red-faced, and even wanted to give up and leave. Only when he came to Qi Feng's place, the boy leisurely flipped through the music score several times, and passed it once.

In addition to his skillful fingering and musical performance, the boy's gentle and dignified temperament and jade-like appearance are even more eye-catching. The chaotic auditorium seems to have become a stage, and the beauty of the piano player is thrilling.

Moreover, Qi Feng is younger than them, but he is steady like a wise man who has experienced the ups and downs of life and death and looks down on life. There is no exaggeration of male artists nowadays. His serious and humble attitude also makes people feel more and more fond of him.

Someone couldn't help saying: "Mr. Wu, leave the guzheng part to Qi Feng, we can't do it."

The elder sister who handed the pipa to Qi Feng just now was also scolded by Mr. Wu, humming and shaking the piano: "I think Qi Feng is much better at playing the pipa than me, so give him the pipa too." Mr. Wu looked at everyone calmly

. , After getting the answers from the faces, he asked Qi Feng in a concentrated voice: "Guzheng lead, can you afford it?"

Qi Feng finally relaxed his heart, stood in front of everyone and said: "I will try my best. "

Mr. Wu snorted: "Then I will leave it to you. Take your score and practice hard, and everyone else will be disappointed."

When Miss Pipa saw it, she hurriedly asked: "What about me? Do you want me to be the lead?"

Mr. Wu reprimanded her: "Play it well for me. If you can't play it well, keep practicing. Even if your fingers are broken, you have to practice." The people around laughed, and after the sparse applause

and simple congratulations, everyone became nervous again. practice. Amidst the noisy musical instruments, Qi Feng walked up to Mr. Wu and said softly: "Mr. Wu, thank you very much."

He wanted to be the chief lead performer, but he would only be questioned if he was not convinced by everyone. People attack from behind. But Mr. Wu calmly gave him the opportunity, and these musicians chose him on their own initiative.

Mr. Wu did this because he believed in himself.

The old man was taken aback for a moment. Then he snorted arrogantly, turned his head and continued to yell at the others: "What key are you playing? Do it again. And you, you played the wrong string!

" Arranging the bells, watching the musicians holding the yueqin and pipa. Listening to the sounds of flutes and drums around. He once lamented that he fell into the band, but gradually fell in love with these moving rhythms.

Such an orchestra is his beginning and destination.