There was a shy smile on Cui Junxi's lips, and her petite body fell next to Li Junxi's tall body, looking insignificant.
Such a pure and clear sound, she was referring to the sound made by the guitar strings, which made her a little dumb for a moment. If you look carefully, it is not difficult to find a trace of surprise flashing in the corner of her eyes. After the surprise, there was a It was close to pious worship, but her eyes were blurred, and the people she saw were overlapping and hazy.
"M Plaza", where people come and go, is still prosperous. Every floor and every place is bustling with people. Only in front of this very simple stage, passers-by either stop or stop. They passed by in a hurry, but they all kept silent in a tacit understanding. The only sound was the soft mixture of singing and guitar.
But those who know how to appreciate it don¡¯t hesitate to stop their frantic steps, stand quietly, and listen calmly to the pure and clear sound of the guitar, like the singing of the morning sun. Dawn - synonymous with warmth. It's like meeting your first love, warm and beautiful. And now the singing on the stage embellishes the word "morning light" extremely thoroughly.
Listening and listening, most people who stopped felt that tomorrow morning, a warm sun should rise and shine on the entire land.
The joyful music came to her ears, and Victoria Song felt a vague lake ripple in her heart, as if she were standing on the rooftop looking up at the stars. The moment her hand brushed the strings, her heartstrings also vibrated. , this song came from his mouth and entered her heart, warm and warm, just like the two young brothers and sisters sitting under the big tree on the green grass. You looked at me smiling, I looked at you smiling, and then rode Mom and dad accidentally stole the joy of kissing.
No one can replace you, you are my exclusive angel, only I can have it
But as she listened, Song Qian's vision became blurry. The song was cheerful and fresh, and it slowly brewed in her heart. Over time, a faint sadness emerged. She didn't understand where this sadness came from, and she didn't know where she wanted to go. , it seems that all this is just a fantasy and can only exist in fantasy. Once you wake up and open your eyes, you will see the contemptuous eyes of the world.
As the saying goes, two flowers bloom, each with its own branch. Everyone has their own story, even two brothers and sisters who look exactly the same.
Song Qian was born with a lack of balance, and sports were almost insulated to him. He envied his sister for being able to freely and freely squander sweat with her body, but he also felt a little regretful. He originally thought that seeing her graceful dancing was enough, because his sister had already squandered all the sweat of his life. But after he got into contact with musical instruments, he discovered that there were some things that he could use to squander his sweat, so he I fell in love with music and also fell in love with the guitar that I first encountered.
The guitar he plays in his hands is no longer a real musical instrument, but a sport that carries his lifelong sweat.
His fingers gently plucked the strings, and the warm melody floated around the stage. Song Qian slowly talked about his love for his sister. He didn't care how many people listened, the only thing he cared about was his sister standing in front of him, but , and slowly he discovered that she was crying, tears streaming down her face.
The song and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. The next moment, Song Qian ignored the height of the stage and his own shortcomings. He picked up the guitar and stumbled to Song Qian. He wiped away the heat on her cheeks with trembling hands: "Sister Qian, Why are you crying? Don't cry, I'm most afraid of you crying!"
"Brother" Song Qian sobbed a few times and raised her head to stare. The illusion blurred by tears instantly collapsed. What appeared in front of her was a face exactly like her own, with tears falling like rain in a strange way, without any warning or reason. .
Song Qian was at a loss and couldn't care less about the guitar in his hand. The guitar fell to the ground with a "clang". He held his tearful sister tightly with his free hands and said in a choked tone: "Don't cry, don't cry. I won't cry if you cry." I want to cry, but don¡¯t do this, I¡¯m a grown man and I can¡¯t cry with you.¡±
"It's not because of you" Song Qian threw herself into the hot embrace, and her empty heart was immediately filled with something called happiness. Gradually, her tears stopped falling: "Who asked you to sing such a sensational song? And he sang so beautifully.¡±
"If you don't want to sing, I won't sing. If my sister Qian says I won't sing, my brother won't sing!" Song Qian patted his back and comforted him anxiously.
"Who said you won't be allowed to sing? And you have to sing. You will have to sing more often in the future. I want to listen!" Song Qian raised her head and pouted to show her dissatisfaction.
"Okay, I'll sing. As long as you want to hear it, I'll sing it anytime."
Seeing his beloved guitar fall to the ground, Cui Junxi felt as if he had been hit by a train. His infinite admiration for Song Qian just now turned into resentment. He hurriedly picked up his guitar and shouted, "My guitar!"
Li Zhun sighed on the side, and now he doesn¡¯t know whether to blame Song Qian for protecting the disciple who is a good friend, or for appeasing the disciple who is a good friend.I don't want to disturb the affectionate twins. I feel that whatever I do is a mistake. In the end, he chose to silently help Cui Junxi check the guitar that fell to the ground.
After his sister's mood improved, Song Qian came back to his senses and looked at Cui Junxi who was glaring at him. He looked at the guitar in her hand and looked embarrassed: "I promised you to treat it well before. It's my fault for dropping it. I apologize to you, I'm sorry"
Cui Junxi was about to step forward to argue, but was pulled back by Li Zhun: "Friends, you can leave first. I will comfort Junxi." It seemed that he was going to spend money again. He spent the money for the ice cream he just bought. They all felt so much pain in their flesh, who allowed themselves to be overflowing with love? Seeing the deep love between them as brothers and sisters, they were too embarrassed to say anything.
Song Qian also felt quite embarrassed. She wiped away her tears and quickly took out the notebook she carried with her to learn Korean from her bag. She tore off a piece of paper and wrote a number on it and handed it to Cui Junxi: "I'm sorry, little sister, the guitar is being repaired." We will compensate for the cost. This is my phone number. After the repair cost is confirmed, please contact me. You must contact me, otherwise I will feel guilty."
Li Zhun breathed a sigh of relief, took the note for Cui Zhunxi coquettishly, and smiled apologetically at Song Qian.
Seeing that they accepted the phone number, the two siblings didn't say much. After expressing their apology to Cui Junxi again, they turned around and left the place.
After the two people disappeared completely, a middle-aged uncle suddenly ran up behind Li Zhun. He looked anxiously at the crowd. After seeing Cui Junxi next to Li Zhun, he ran over again and asked breathlessly. Said: "Junxi, who was playing the guitar and singing just now?"
"Uncle Lin Jie, my guitar fell please help me see if it's broken" Cui Junxi sobbed with a sad face.
Li Zhun bowed slightly to Lin Jie respectfully. Lin Jie waved his hand and continued to ask Cui Zhunxi: "Oh, come back to the company and let me check it for you. Tell me who was singing just now?"
Cui Junxi was sobbing and hesitated to speak. Now she cares more about her guitar, so why bother about what the uncle in front of her wants to ask.
Lin Jie looked puzzled, then relieved, okay, he admitted that he asked the wrong person, so he turned to Li Zhun and asked: "Tell me, who was singing just now."
Li Zhun glanced at the place where Song Qian and Song Qian disappeared, and said to Lin Jie: "It's a person as old as me. Because something happened, he left first."
"Gone? Which way?" Lin Jie turned around quickly and looked around.
Li Zhun walked to the elevator fence and took a look. There were too many people downstairs. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had disappeared without a trace. He had no choice but to say, "They're gone, and I don't know them either." , what¡¯s the matter, director.¡±
"That person's guitar and voice are as good as Rong He. I wonder if such a talent is a trainee from another company. I really want to meet him." Lin Jie said regretfully with a sigh of relief.
"Oh, that's right." Li Zhun nodded blankly.
"Uncle, please help me take a look at my guitar!" Cui Zhunxi came over, handed the guitar to Lin Jie, and begged with tears.
"Okay, okay, uncle will help you take a look"
Li Zhun tilted his head and thought for a while, as if he had forgotten something important. However, after thinking for a while, he didn't expect it to be something important. It wasn't until he felt a piece of paper in his hand that he suddenly realized: "Director Lin, I have their phone number here."
At this time, Lin Jie was already noisily pulled aside by Cui Junxi to check his beloved guitar. By the time Lin Jie got the note with a string of numbers written on it, he had already repaired Cui Junxi's guitar. It was already past nine o'clock at night. It was too late. The phone call could only wait until tomorrow. Already
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"Brother, you said before that your mother didn't give you the money, so where did you get so much money?" Song Qian looked at the ZARA short boots packaging box in her hand and asked doubtfully.
Song Qian chuckled and said, "It's a secret, you'll know it after a while."
Although Song Qian was full of doubts, she didn't ask too many questions. Although this brother was quite unscrupulous, he would definitely not commit adultery, so there must be no problem with the source of the money. Besides, her brother was originally He is a genius, and it is not surprising that he now has a place to make money: "Brother, we don't have to ask my mother for money anymore. I saved some money from advertising last year. If you don't have enough to spend, just ask me for it."
"It's quite a lot of money, but I want to ask, how much money do you think we need to buy a house here in Seoul? Just something ordinary."
"I don't know very well. It should be 20 to 3 billion Korean won on the Jiangnan side. The cheaper one on the Jiangnan side is more than 1 billion Korean won. It's quite expensive. What, bro, do you want to settle in South Korea? Your visa Can I buy it?¡±
"One hundred million" Song Qian swallowed, not thinking about the visa issue first. The 50 million he earned from selling his body in a year could only buy one toilet here. He thought it was a lot, but he It's really worthless.
¡°I just want to own a house that belongs to us, and then we can live together and see each other every day.¡±
"There's no need to buy, just rent. Although it's quite expensive, it's pretty good." After Song Qian suggested it, she said apologetically: "But I can't live with you, I want to live in a dormitory. We had a special exam a few days ago and I passed the exam. I have to take part in training to prepare for my debut, so brotherI'm sorry"
"That's itit doesn't matter, I'm here to study too!" It's better to stay at Li Cangdong's house and concentrate on studying.
The desire to live with his sister came to nothing, and Song Qian felt lost for a while. However, although he wanted to be with her every day, he would not stop her from pursuing her dreams. He had been supporting her in pursuing her dreams a long time ago. , because he himself has no dreams. If he really wants to have a dream, it is to see his sister happy every day without being hurt at all.
"Brother, you are so kind." Song Qian smiled like a flower and pinched her brother's cheek happily.
Song Qian laughed with great enjoyment. Inadvertently, he found that the two of them had walked to another area of ??Myeongdong, and it was the entrance of a store he was very familiar with - Rachel-Hans, a neat and elegant girl. Faces came to his mind.
"What's wrong?" Song Qian noticed her brother's strangeness, followed his frozen gaze, and asked doubtfully: "Brother, do you know this store?"
"Ah?" Song Qian opened his eyes in panic and replied nervously: "I've been in there twice"
"Hmph! Are you attracted to someone's big star again? Give up, he's getting married!" Song Qian tugged at the corner of her mouth and pulled her brother's ear with her left hand, with an angry look on her face. She just finished praising you, are you now lawless?
"Yes, she is married" Song Qian didn't feel the pain at all and murmured to himself subconsciously. Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at his sister's face and said in shock: "You said Han Caiying is a big star?"