Chapter 72 Jiang Si actually saw Lu Wang. forever……
Hearing Lu Rin's words, Yan Jinye was stunned.
Jiang Si glanced at him contemptuously and said crisply.
"No way, some people are thick-skinned and like to mess around."
She blinked: "My third brother is still behind me, what's the matter with you?" In the
next second, Jiang Si didn't even look at her. Snow-white fingers hooked.
"Lu Siyue, come here."
The first time Lu Siyue heard it, Jiang Si called him his third brother. This kind of title that divides him into his family makes his heart tremble.
He quickly calmed down and stepped forward to stand in front of Jiang Si.
Lu Siyue looked at Yan Jinye and smiled casually.
"She is my sister-in-law, you call her sister, who do you want to climb high?"
Yan Jinye's expression froze.
After a few seconds, he said stiffly, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Lu."
At this moment, the pianist Ling Yin saw Lu Rin.
He came over and said with a smile, "Why is Mr. Lu here tonight?"
Lu Rin nodded and said in a low voice, "Mr. Ling, I came here for my third brother, and he appreciates you very much."
Wen Yan, Lu Siyue raised his head abruptly.
This seems to be the first time that he is so close to his eldest brother.
His heart was beating violently, with a sour feeling.
Jiang Si blinked at Lu Siyue and smiled, "Siyue, you have to behave well." You must overcome
Yan Jinye, get Ling Yin's approval, and get the piano.
The sour feeling in Lu Siyue's heart became more and more serious, and he hummed softly.
Ling Yin stood in the middle of the concert hall, and he glanced at the audience.
"Now, there will be a piano competition here. If anyone wins the competition, I will give the piano to that person."
"Tell me..." Ling Yin looked around, "Who among you would like to participate?"
At this moment, a voice sounded.
"Mr. Ling, I want to participate in the competition." The
speaker was Yan Jinye, who came tonight for this piano.
He is bound to get it.
Suddenly, another casual voice sounded.
"Mr. Ling, please allow me to participate in this piano competition."
Lu Siyue took a few steps forward and glanced at Yan Jinye with no expression.
Tonight, his eldest brother and sister-in-law are all here, and he will not disappoint them.
Ling Yin looked at the others and asked gently.
"Anyone else?"
No one answered.
Others wanted to stand up, but when they saw Yan Jinye and Lu Siyue, they all flinched.
One is the son of the Yan family, and the other is the lead singer of Zhenghong's band.
The two are extremely powerful.
Their joining, destined to belong to this piano, can only be produced between these two people.
Ling Yin: "You each play three pieces. After the three pieces are played, I'll tell you who I will give the piano to."
Yan Jinye looked at Lu Siyue provocatively.
"The piece I'm going to play is 'Norma's Memories.'"
He specifically chose Liszt's piece, which made the game more difficult from the beginning.
Yan Jinye's playing level is very high.
A piece of music came down, which directly mobilized everyone's emotions.
Lu Siyue hooked his lips unruly.
"It's a coincidence, I also want to play this piano piece."
As soon as the voice fell, the sound of music like flowing clouds and water was flowing in the air.
But unlike Yan Jinye, who clearly played the same tune, Lu Siyue increased his speed.
The melody became hot and fast, the tune faster and faster.
The black and white keys alternated rapidly between his slender fingers. Each note jumped in the air, winding out a perfect arc.
At this time, the piano sound turned down suddenly, as if it were falling rapidly from a snow-capped mountain.
The sound of the piano stayed in the air, and Lu Siyue actually accelerated the tune again. At this moment, it seemed that fireworks exploded in the air.
At the end of the song, the excited high-pitched voice suddenly stopped.
Everyone was immersed in it for a long time.
If we say that the sound of Yan Jinye's piano just now was a cheerful stream.
Then, the sound of Lu Siyue's piano is a rapid waterfall.
The arrogant and uninhibited lead singer, the piano he played, was just as bold and adventurous as he was.
The matter of Lu Siyue and Yan Jinye playing the piano has been posted online. A large number of fans came to the scene, and there were bursts of screams.
Ling Yin looked at Lu Siyue with admiration in his eyes.
Yan Jinye gritted his teeth, he suddenly smiled, and his smile was obedient: "The second song is "Flying Bumblebee"."
Didn't Lu Siyue speed up his playing on purpose?
Then, he will play a song with intensive switching of pitches. This time, he will see how Lu Siyue will respond?
"Flying Bumblebee" fell into the air, Yan Jinye's fingers were very flexible, and under his hands, the black and white keys seemed to have a soul.
Finally, he also added a piece of music that he improvised.
Lu Siyue smiled and put his hands on the black and white piano keys.
The same tone fell in the air, and he was still playing "Flight of the Bumblebee".
However, he played faster than Yan Jinye, and Lu Siyue's fingertips almost had an afterimage flashing.
Everyone listened carefully, and their eyes widened in surprise when they heard the next tune.
Wait...
What Lu Siyue is playing now turns out to be an improvised piece by Yan Jinye just now!
He actually reproduced Yan Jinye's tune perfectly, and every sound is correct.
Finally, Lu Siyue ended with a piece of improvised music by himself.
When Lu Siyue's hand left the keys, he tilted his head and glanced at Yan Jinye.
Sure enough, Yan Jinye's face was a little ugly.
The two pieces have been played, and now, there is the last piece left.
Yan Jinye chose Liszt's "The Bell".
This piano piece is extremely difficult and requires a very high level of skill and level to play.
The sound of "The Bell" flows in the air, and everyone is immersed in it.
For some reason, Lu Rin's heart seemed to be slightly clenched by a hand.
The pain was light and slow, but too clear to ignore.
Suddenly, a distant bell sounded in Lu Rin's ears.
The heavy bell rang loudly.
His heart was also beating loudly.
At this moment, the frequency of the heartbeat seemed to overlap with the sound of the bell, echoing dully.
Jiang Si listened carefully to "The Bell".
At this moment, a picture suddenly appeared in her mind.
Square base, blue brick building body, wooden eaves at four corners.
The cold mist of the night dissipated, and there stood a tall clock tower.
Jiang Si's heart trembled, she had never been to the Bell Tower.
But now she saw that the bell tower was poured with bluestone, and every structure of it was clearly visible.
She also heard a series of solemn bells, echoing in the air.
Over the years, all the liveliness and prosperity have nothing to do with the clock tower, it just stood silently and alone.
Waiting for a long time for someone.
That seems to be the only meaning of its existence.
Jiang Si couldn't help but remember what Lu Rin had said.
"It was a bell tower during the Republic of China. I heard that the man specially asked someone to build it in memory of his dead wife."
Jiang Si caught a few words.
Built during the Republic of China, to commemorate the deceased wife, specially made...
Those words that were originally distant and ethereal, at this time, pressed against Jiang Si with a bang.
She has never been to that clock tower, why is the picture so clear as if she saw it yesterday?
Who is that lady of the Republic of China?
Who is remembering her?
Jiang Si's thoughts were pulled repeatedly, and her face paled slightly.
She had a hunch that if the veiled mist was lifted, she would be greatly impacted.
At the end of Yan Jinye's performance, the audience burst into violent applause.
He performed this piece perfectly. If Lu Siyue's selection is not as good as him, he will probably win over Lu Siyue.
At this time, Lu Siyue did not play immediately.
He tilted his head and glanced at Jiang Si.
When he was at home, he had seen Jiang Si holding a music box in a daze, listening to a piece of music.
It was Liszt's "Dream of Love".
Whenever Jiang Si listened to this tune, her whole figure seemed to sink into the long river of time and fell into some kind of memory.
Now, Lu Siyue is going to play this piece for Jiang Si.
He wanted to interpret Jiang Si's state of mind at that time through the sound of the piano.
When the sound of the piano fell in the air, everyone was surprised. How could Lu Siyue choose Liszt's "Dream of Love"?
Yan Jinye was playing the dazzling piano piece "Zhong", but Lu Siyue didn't even want to overpower him in terms of technique, but chose a song full of emotion.
This piece of persistent pursuit of love, at this time, in Lu Siyue's interpretation, the tune becomes sad.
The same graceful beauty, but with a different color.
When Lu Rin heard "Dream of Love", his heart seemed to have been gently rubbed by a dull knife.
He seemed to be drawn into some kind of bottomless vortex.
For a moment, a brief tinnitus.
Lu Rin's eardrums were stuffy, and the sound of the piano became distant.
After a few seconds, the hearing gradually returned to the cage.
He pursed his thin lips tightly, and his slender hands subconsciously covered his wrists, wanting to take off the heart rate monitor.
With the empty wrist, Lu Rin was startled, and he bowed his head slightly.
Only then did he realize that he had not brought a heart rate monitor when he came to the concert hall this time.
The sound of "Dream of Love" fell into Jiang Si's ears, and she saw a scene in a trance.
Jiang Si stared blankly, her fingernails touching her palm unconsciously.
Then, she saw...
Lu Wang.
The picture gradually became clearer, like an old dream that seemed like a lifetime away.
Lu Wang was wearing a military uniform, and he was full of dust.
The gun on his waist has a faint blue color.
His face was cold and he walked step by step.
The smoke of gunpowder rose from behind, and beacon fires continued.
The air was chilling, as if filled with a gloomy rust smell.
Lu Wang walked into the house and closed the door gently. The light in the room illuminated his figure, and his uniform was stained with blood, but he didn't notice it.
At this time, Lu Wang picked up the music box. He took a carving knife and carved the music box carefully.
There are already several wooden lisianthus flowers on the music box.
Jiang Si watched without blinking as she counted the bellflower flowers carved on the music box.
One, two, three...
a full six bellflowers.
In Jiang Si's memory, there were originally six bellflower flowers carved on the music box.
When she got the music box this time, Jiang Si discovered that there was a red bellflower that she had never seen before.
And now, Lu Wang is sculpting this red lisianthus flower.
Jiang Si suddenly understood why she had never seen this before.
Because by then, she had been assassinated.
At this moment, Lu Wang's eyes were almost desperate, and his hand holding the carving knife trembled slightly.
But in just a moment, he regained his composure and continued to carve seriously.
Now, the bellflowers are dyed with red paint.
It was specially found by Lu Wang, a long-lasting colorless paint.
Jiang Si suddenly remembered the meaning of the red bellflower.
Unforgettable love.
Jiang Si's heart trembled heavily, and she looked straight at Lu Wang.
Lu Wang's pupils were deep, and clusters of flames were burning.
That was his obsession.
After her death, Lu Wang still had to carve platycodon flowers.
Lu Wang means...
Even if he has to cross life and death, will he still love her persistently?
This red bellflower seems to be a medium that can connect the two worlds of yin and yang. After her death, Lu Wang still expressed his love in his own way.
The wooden knife pierced Lu Wang's palm, and the bright red blood fell into the paint, like an extremely beautiful Ling Luo, which was astonishingly hot.
Jiang Si felt that the corner of her eye seemed to be burnt, and it was painful.
She blinked, wanting to continue looking at the picture.
However, her vision became more and more blurred, and tears silently fell from the corners of her eyes.
Jiang Si cried.
The picture dissipated. At this moment, Jiang Si seemed to have lost all support, and her body fell to the side uncontrollably.
Suddenly, a pair of slender hands covered Jiang Si's shoulders and brought her into his arms.
Jiang Si raised her head and bumped into a pair of dark eyes.
Lu Rin leaned over to look at Jiang Si, his eyes were worried, and his voice was slightly tense.
"Are you all right?"
Under the light, Lu Rin's eyes were as deep and deep as night.
Jiang Si was slightly stunned.
Soon, she calmed down and shook her head gently.
Lu Rin let go, but his eyes still fell on Jiang Si.
The corners of Jiang Si's eyes were slightly red, why did she cry?
Now the sound of the piano is still ringing, both of them suppressed the thoughts in their hearts and stopped thinking about what happened just now.
After a while, the performance of "Dream of Love" ends.
There was silence and many people were crying.
The tune that Lu Siyue played just now was so touching, and the sadness in it made each of them think of their own thoughts.
At this time, the applause broke out suddenly, and the applause did not stop for a long time.
Even Yan Jinye raised his hand and applauded Lu Siyue.
The tunes played by Lu Siyue are indeed more emotional than him. He admits that Lu Siyue is better than him.
There were tears in Ling Yin's eyes.
Before his wife passed away, his favorite song was "Dream of Love".
He had played the song to his wife over and over again, but now he was the only one left.
Ling Yin looked at Lu Siyue and said, "Emotions are always higher than skills, this piano belongs to you."
After Lu Siyue thanked Ling Yin, he raised his head and looked nervously at Lu Rin and Jiang Si.
Brother and sister-in-law, how do you think he plays?
When Lu Siyue saw Lu Rin's lips held very lightly, Jiang Si tilted her head and smiled at him.
His heart was warm, and he smiled softly.
The spring is cold and steep, and after nightfall, the air is a little cool.
Fu Jichen has been back in China for some time.
After returning to China, his work gradually got on the right track.
Fu Jichen, who originally devoted all his time to work, actually gave himself a vacation.
Fu Jichen didn't mention it to anyone, and drove to somewhere in City A alone.
In the end, the car stopped in an old community where most of the residents were elderly people, and they rarely heard the laughter of children.
Fu Jichen got out of the car, walked in through the narrow intersection, and went up the stairs.
The green paint on the door on the third floor has been mottled.
Insert the key into the keyhole.
With a "click", the door opened.
A smell that had been covered in dust for a long time came oncoming, and the dust rose and fell under the lights of the corridor.
Fu Jichen walked in without realizing it.
Press the switch, the lights pour down, and the layout inside is different from many years ago.
That's right, this is the hometown of Fu Jichen's mother, Fu Siwan.
Fu Siwan was originally the eldest daughter of a daughter, but later her family fell into disarray, and after several rounds, she finally lived in this dilapidated community.
When Fu Siwan went abroad, the house was sold.
Until recently, Fu Jichen bought it again.
Only one light was turned on, and the light in the room was still dim.
Fu Jichen seemed to want to merge with the night.
In the quiet room, the phone suddenly rang.
Fu Jichen lowered his head, and the screen displayed Jiang Jinyue's call.
He subconsciously frowned, did not pick it up immediately, just stared at the screen and let it hang up.
Time passed by, and the phone still rang with perseverance.
At this moment, a message suddenly popped up.
[Qi Xun opened a new cheongsam shop on Scott Road, and Mrs. Lu seems to have gone there. 】
Fu Jichen pressed Jiang Jinyue's phone without hesitation, and he called Wu Tesuke directly: "Who are you talking about?"
During this time, Wu Tesuke had been trying to figure out what his boss was thinking.
When reporting on his work, for some reason, he suddenly added the last sentence.
Assistant Wu: "I was working nearby, and I happened to see Mrs. Lu's car."
"Although Qi Xun opened a cheongsam shop, the shop is not under his name, so Mrs. Lu should not know the truth.
" say.
Five minutes later, his car drove out of the community.
Jiang Si learned from Butler Zheng that a cheongsam shop had just opened recently.
Having nothing to do, she just went there to take a look.
The styles in the cheongsam shop are decent.
But the strange thing is that from the decoration to the service, the store has perfectly stepped on Jiang Si's preferences.
For some reason, Jiang Si was a little curious.
Coincidentally, Qi Xun came to this store on a whim tonight to inspect.
As soon as he walked to the door, he heard a familiar voice, arrogant and soft.
Qi Xun raised his head suddenly and saw the back upstairs.
It's Jiang Si.
As soon as they left at the airport, Qi Xun had not seen Jiang Si for a while.
Now, just seeing her back, he heard his heart beat heavily.
At this moment, Jiang Si was wearing a moon-white brocade cheongsam and was standing with her back to him, her eyes slowly passing over the cheongsam in the store.
She is picky about everything, not to mention the cheongsam.
"Mrs. Lu, what a coincidence."
Hearing someone calling her, Jiang Si turned around.
She found that the person who spoke was Qi Xun.
The corners of Qi Xun's lips twitched, and there was a hidden smile in his peach blossom eyes.
Jiang Si frowned, and quickly figured it out: "You opened this cheongsam shop?"
Qi Xun naturally heard the impatience in Jiang Si's words, he still nodded his head in a good temper, and even asked her about the shop. 's suggestion.
Qi Xun smiled and said, "I wonder if this store is in line with Mrs. Lu's wishes?" Before
Jiang Si spoke, someone answered for her.
"I don't think so."
Jiang Si looked back and saw Fu Jichen standing in the center of the stairs.
The lights in the store were white and bright, and there was still a lingering gloom about him.
Fu Jichen has been alone all the year round and has never had a relationship with anyone.
He doesn't know what kind of feelings are family, friendship and love.
Naturally, he couldn't tell what kind of emotion he had towards Jiang Si.
When Fu Jichen reacted, his car had already driven outside the cheongsam shop, and the emotion in his eyes was very cold.
Fu Jichen quickly found an explanation.
Because Jiang Si is Lu Rin's wife.
As long as he gets close to her, he can get close to Lu Rin.
Qi Xun narrowed his eyes and smelled a strange smell.
He mocked Fu Jichen without hesitation: "Mr. Fu, are you trying to pry someone's corner?"
It was a little weirder to say this from Qi Xun's mouth.
No one knows that Qi Xun has never been tempted by a single person in the game of the world.
Only Jiang Jinyue has a little more preference.
Although Qi Xun's gossip news has rarely been heard recently, Fu Jichen can still refute it.
There was no warmth in Fu Jichen's eyes, but Qi Xun tasted the irony: "Mr. Qi, you seem to know a lot about this matter?"
Now, Qi Xun is following Jiang Si.
At first glance, he was indeed impure.
Fu Jichen scanned the cheongsam in the store, and with just one glance, he could quickly identify the quality of the cheongsam in the store.
He was arrogant and despised the cheongsam shop opened by Qi Xun.
Fu Jichen turned his head to look at Qi Xun: "I think Mrs. Lu prefers the cheongsam I designed."
"After all, the pine frost green brocade cheongsam was bought from my shop."
Qi Xun sneered: " So what? No matter how good you used to be, you may not like it now."
His words had a double meaning.
First of all, it satirized the fact that Fu Jichen and Jiang Jinyue signed a contract.
Secondly, it shows that he has no feelings for Jiang Jinyue for a long time.
Jiang Si frowned, wondering why the two suddenly quarreled.
She interrupted their conversation impatiently, and said softly, "Don't you want to know what my opinion of the two stores is?"
"Then shut up." The
air suddenly became quiet.
Jiang Si's white fingers first pointed to Fu Jichen: "Since I know that those cheongsams were designed by you, I won't wear them again."
"It doesn't matter to me whether your clothes are good or bad."
Jiang Si glanced Xiang Qixun: "As for you..."
"The service and interior decoration are good, the design of the cheongsam is far from enough, keep working hard."
"In short, I won't wear the cheongsam of both of you."
After listening to these two sentences Then, Qi Xun carefully pondered the meaning of the words.
He felt that he had won.
"Did you hear that? Mrs. Lu said she doesn't wear your cheongsam, but..." Qi Xun tilted his head and smiled, his peach blossom eyes flashed arrogantly.
"She didn't say that you have other advantages."
Jiang Si clearly complained about Qi Xun, but he automatically changed it into another meaning.
He had to tell the winners and losers.
Fu Jichen's temperatureless voice sounded, directly poking at Qi Xun's pain point: "Really? It seems that you are the one who defends Jiang Jinyue everywhere in the circle."
Qi Xun was silent, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips: "But recently It's not me who signed Jiang Jinyue as
the spokesperson." Because Fu Jichen mentioned Jiang Jinyue, Jiang Jinyue, who was far away in Linshi, found that Fu Jichen's luck value had earned a lot.
But they clearly did not meet.
In the end, she attributed it to the unanswered phone call tonight.
However, the reality was the exact opposite of what she imagined.
Jiang Si didn't want to see a new round of disputes.
She only felt a pain in her ears, and immediately interrupted the conversation between the two: "Everyone shut up."
"You guys are arguing slowly, I'm going home."
Before Jiang Si reached the door, the rolling shutter slammed down without warning. Down.
A gust of wind kicked up.
"Jiang Si."
"Be careful!"
Fu Jichen and Qi Xun said at the same time.
At this time, the clerk of the cheongsam shop just came in from the outside, she hid quickly, her arm was still scratched, and blood was seeping out.
Jiang Si frowned and walked downstairs quickly.
Just after walking a few steps, the light on the top flickered a few times and then went out all of a sudden.
The whole store fell into darkness.
Qi Xun frowned: "Where's the backup power supply? Turn on the lights."
Jiang Si walked to the clerk and squatted down.
Fu Jichen walked down the stairs and walked to Jiang Si's side, the smell of blood wafted into his nostrils.
In this second, the negative emotions seemed to completely control his mind.
Fu Jichen stopped uncontrollably.
The whole person is a little dazed.
The whole dazzling red rushed towards him, as if meandering into a river, approaching his feet, and even trying to climb onto him.
Fu Jichen took a few steps back impatiently.
The eyes were indifferent and cold, a darkness that could not be opened.
Unlike Fu Jichen's abnormality, Jiang Si was extremely calm.
When she dealt with the clerk's wound, she was even more skilled.
Taking advantage of the light outside, Jiang Si leaned in to look at the clerk's arm. Her voice was a little less arrogant, and her tone was deliberately soft.
The natural soft voice can make people meditate instantly.
"It doesn't matter, the wound is not deep."
"No need for stitches, just a sterile bandage."
These words pulled Fu Jichen out of his uneasy memories.
He looked at Jiang Si and his eyes fell on her side face.
It seems to be alive with vitality.
In the past, when Fu Jichen fell into memory, he came out by himself.
His anxious heart was calmed down because of Jiang Si's words, and most of those negative emotions were dissipated.
The clerk stared at Jiang Si blankly. In the only light, her profile was small and delicate, like a rose blooming in the dark night.
Even when I leaned down, it was scented.
The clerk suddenly felt remorse. She originally thought that the rumors on the Internet were true, and Mrs. Lu had a bad temper.
It turned out that she was indeed blind.
Not only that, Mrs. Lu is also very beautiful. No wonder, Jiang Jinyue's big fans risked being scolded and praised her.
The clerk said without thinking: "Mrs. Lu, I'm sorry..."
Jiang Si suddenly heard an apology after dressing the wound.
Her thoughts turned quickly: "I'm sorry for what?" The
clerk immediately started blowing rainbow farts.
"Mrs. Lu is completely different from the rumors. You are really beautiful and kind!"
"I have never seen someone as beautiful as you!
" dark.
His eyes fell on Jiang Si, and he didn't look away for a long time.
Through the glass, the cold moonlight also seems to have temperature.
After confirming Jiang Si's safety, Butler Zheng decided to report the matter to Mr.
He urged the bodyguards to take good care of his wife, and then walked to the corner of the store alone and called Lu Rin.
After the call was connected, a deep voice came from the other end: "Butler Zheng?"
Butler Zheng: "Sir, my wife and I are in a newly opened cheongsam shop, and the shutter door fell down just now..."
Lu Rin's voice was slightly tight: "Is your wife all right?"
"Don't worry, sir." Butler Zheng said, "Madam is safe now."
After hesitating for a few seconds, Butler Zheng still made up his mind to tell the husband about Qi Xun and Fu Jichen.
She is the wife of the Lu family, how can those two men think about it!
Butler Zheng exaggerated his words: "Sir, the big thing is bad."
"Someone wants to pry your corner, or two people!"
Because of this phone call, the Shura field is about to start.