webnovelfull Chapter 165 Musical Talent x Guqin Inheritor 5
Chapter 165 Musical Talent x Guqin Inheritor 5
"Is there something wrong with you looking for me so late?"
Chun Nianren walked to the counter, poured him a glass of water, and moved his eyes past his face.
"Thank you."
Shen Jingzhou held the water cup, and the next second, the suitable water temperature was transmitted to his palm through the wall of the glass cup, and his mind was at peace.
She was so considerate that she gave him warm water.
In his previous life, he didn't understand what kind of person she was until the end.
Indulgent yet restrained.
Wants to destroy everything but has a kind heart.
Later, she was torn between contradictions and suffered terribly.
He raised his hand and used warm water to moisten his throat, which was a little dry due to the surging emotions.
"Today I heard your student said she was going to participate in the audition of Yiyin. Does she want to be a singer? If she is interested, I can recommend her to Jihuan Tianyin."
He took out a business card and placed it in front of her.
The front of the business card is printed with the golden logo of Jihuan Tianyin, as well as the contact number and email address of Shen Jingzhou's agent.
Jihuantianyin is a well-known music production company in China.
Shen Jingzhou knew that she cared about Qu Xinyue very much.
Sure enough, Chun Nian hesitated for a moment, but still accepted it.
"Thank you. I will tell her. It depends on her whether she wants to go or not."
Upon hearing this, Shen Jingzhou drank the warm water in the cup.
His real intention in recommending Qu Xinyue was not obvious.
"Your...hair."
His voice had a flowing black silk texture. He asked neither lightly nor harshly, but his eyes politely did not focus on her.
Chun Nianren put the business card in his hand and brushed it off nonchalantly.
"I can't find a hair dryer. It's okay. It will be dry in a while."
When Shen Jingzhou heard her say this, he curled his long fingers and reminded her: "If you don't pay attention, you will have a headache in the future."
His expression and tone were not gentle, but memories and love were engraved into his soul, but their voices were very soft.
Shen Jingzhou suppressed the overflowing love in his heart and continued to get closer step by step.
"I'll help you find it."
After he finished speaking, he put down the water glass, which made a clear sound on the wooden table.
But Chun Nianren thought of something, and the hand that was like water lily plucking the strings of a musical instrument suddenly pressed down on his wrist.
"Need not!"
She had just finished taking a shower, how could she let him into the room and bathroom.
Shen Jingzhou paused and realized that this proposal was very presumptuous.
"Feel sorry."
Chun Nianren's eyelashes flickered, and she coughed lightly before withdrawing her hand.
"Sit here for a while."
Shen Jingzhou looked down, and on the back of his hand was a drop of water that had dripped from the end of her hair when she turned around.
His heart tightened. In his previous life, he only received news about Qu Xinyue, who committed suicide in the bathroom of her home.
Only then did he realize that she was tormented by her family and her engagement.
That year, she was only 28 years old, but she slept forever in the cold night of autumn.
Chunnianren’s excuse for not being able to find a hair dryer is pure laziness.
After she dried her hair and changed her clothes, she came out.
On the sofa not far away, her cell phone rang again.
The special ringtone came from Ms. Chun, who had just finished a phone call not long ago.
Shen Jingzhou sat on the sofa, looking away from her phone screen, and told her: "This is the third call. Is it serious?"
"It doesn't matter."
Chun Nianren walked over and picked up the phone. Before he answered the call, he already had an idea in his mind.
After the call was connected, Ms. Chun spoke in her usual cold and icy voice.
"I have already notified someone to deal with the matter on the hot search. I thought you knew the limits. It seems that I trusted you too much, which led to you causing such a shameful incident..."
Shen Jingzhou watched Chun Nianren silently, watching her walk around the sofa area and stand under the panoramic glass wall, leaving her back to him.
Due to the distance, she couldn't hear the content of the conversation clearly, but from the vague words, she could make out it was her mother's voice.
Stern, strong, and you can even imagine the cold expression on the other person's face when he or she speaks.
"Go home immediately. I won't see you tomorrow morning, and you don't have to go to school."
The notice was cold and there was no anger in it. There was no scolding, but it was a threat.
After a few words, the call was hung up and the screen went dark a few seconds later.
Outside the curtain wall was the endless dark night, and her figure was reflected on the glass.
She was still in a daze, maintaining the posture of answering the phone, and didn't say a word from beginning to end.
After a long time, Chun Nianren put down his phone, calmed down and turned around, only to see Shen Jingzhou looking at him.
His eyes were very still, like stars sinking into the bottom of the sea, with the last glimmer of light silently extinguished by the impenetrable abyss.
She moved her lips slightly, and finally just said.
"I can't wait to go back to Jingzhou with you guys tomorrow. Something urgent has to happen. I have to leave right away..."
The negative public opinion on the Internet disappeared overnight under the wash of various clarification posts.
The words are unified.
This is the hotel arranged by the program team, where all the singers, guests and bands stay.
Someone else posted that he met Chun Nian on the high-speed rail and that he returned to Beijing overnight.
Chun Nianren looked at the trend on the Internet for a while, then put down his phone with relief, leaned tiredly against the soundproof window and closed his eyes.
The lights in the carriage were bright, and the cold white light floated lightly on her face, quietly weakening her gentleness, and her long and thick eyelashes cast a thin shadow.
The dark blue eyes and the powdered lips beneath her thin nose all revealed her fatigue from the busy days.
After a while, her breathing became slower and she fell asleep leaning against the window.
In the boundless night outside the window, scattered lights from the villages along the road occasionally appeared. Late at night, the carriage, which was originally sparsely populated, was also quiet, with no one to disturb the sleep.