fingers of musicians

There was light snow falling outside the window, and the room was very warm. There were several small plates of exquisite food on the table, and a transparent low teapot that was propped on a candle and warmed. Various kinds of fruits were soaked in the bottom of the pot, and the sweet fragrance spread throughout the room.

Zhong Guanbai sat on the tatami in a loose dress casually, and his nimble fingers played the biggest role - he kept picking up food with chopsticks.

"Zhong Guanbai, I didn't invite you here to let you just eat and not work." Tang Xiaoli stuffed the script under Zhong Guanbai's eyelids, "I order you to read the full text and talk to Qin Zhao in two days. Let's talk about it."

Zhong Guanbai is now a bare-bones commander. The last time he talked with Qin Zhao, he had already agreed that the soundtrack team would be approached by Qin Zhao’s studio. Zhong Guanbai didn’t need to worry about the cooperation from the early stage to the post-recording and mixing. , He only needs to take out the score of each soundtrack node, sit in the recording studio and direct the symphony orchestra to play the music effect required by the movie.

"I don't read what you wrote." Zhong Guanbai continued to eat, and only picked out high-protein foods. He found that his abdominal muscles seemed a little hard enough after eating sweets with Xiao He some time ago.

"Show me the signature." Tang Xiaoli pressed Zhong Guanbai's head forcefully, "It was written by a professional screenwriter. It's one thing for Qin Zhao to sleep with me, but it's another thing to make a movie. It's not like you, as a writer." Once you finish the song, you will only find Chief Lu to cooperate with you."

"I'll tell you why: because early autumn is the best violinist, and you—" Zhong Guanbai glanced at Tang Xiaoli sideways, "I believe you have self-knowledge, so I don't need to tell the truth."

After he finished speaking, he looked down at the cover of the script and found that the title of the movie was "Finger", with the words "Adapted from the memoirs of pianist Wen Yue'an" marked underneath.

After flipping through the script, Zhong Guanbai found that the whole movie is composed of three stories, a family of three generations, the two ends are abbreviated, and the middle is detailed.Following the narration of the script, he actually saw the shadow of himself and Lu Zaoqiu in the third story.

This coincides with what he thought when he wrote the concerto.

Tang Xiaoli also saw that part, and explained: "Of course you are not included in the memoir, but Mr. He contacted Qin Zhao after knowing that you were going to score this movie. He said on the phone that history will always be better There is no need to overemphasize suffering and scars, but hope, and the younger generation is hope.”

Tang Xiaoli paused for a few seconds before sighing: "It's hard to imagine that someone with his experience would say such a thing."

"Actually... I think people who can really walk out of those places will talk like this, and... are qualified to talk like this." After Zhong Guanbai finished speaking, he closed his eyes for a long time before continuing to look down.

Tang Xiaoli sighed, and said: "You have to take a closer look these two days, and the effect will be better when you have a face-to-face meeting... Well, this time is not the previous business model, where you are asked to compose music for a script or a finished film. The theme melody has to be figured out before shooting, and it will be used on the shooting scene, it can be regarded as part of the preliminary creation, if you have any comments on the script, feel free to mention it.”

Zhong Guanbai flipped through the script before nodding, and said, "I see, the theme music is almost finished, and I need to think about other things. I will talk to Qin Zhao directly about the script issue. The meeting time will be fixed. In two weeks, I have something to do in these two weeks."

Tang Xiaoli was curious: "You are a down-and-out performer, what can you do?"

Zhong Guanbai: "Although I am a down-and-out entertainer, I am also a down-and-out entertainer from the Gu family."

Tang Xiaoli: "I think your current level of family care is second only to being imprisoned at home by Chief Lu. It's not that you are not allowed to go home. To be honest, are you addicted to Chief Lu and have no intention of working?"

"There is such a situation." Zhong Guanbai saw Tang Xiaoli's disgusted expression of "it's true, the scum of the music world" on Tang Xiaoli's face, and added in a particularly sticky manner, "I would like to, but in fact, more often Every time I see him, I want to work even more."

For the first time, Tang Xiaoli did not mock him, but nodded and said, "I understand."

Zhong Guanbai was silent for a while, picked up the teapot, and filled half a cup of fruit tea into the small transparent cups in front of them.

They just sat there with their teacups in their hands, looking for a place with a good environment to stay for a while, just like when he and Tang Xiaoli used to have only a young enough life and a talent that not many people knew about.At that time, they lived a very wild life, wishing to taste the whole world, and maybe compare each other to see who had a better life after tasting.

"In the past few years, many people may think that I am a very good boyfriend, and I wish I could give up the kind of good that I have in early autumn. You two poisonous friends, you still say that I am a prodigal son. It's not easy to live in the lower body... Actually, you haven't seen it, but he has given a lot. Early autumn is different from many people. He is the kind of person who will give in places that others can't see." Zhong Guan Taking a sip of tea for nothing, the bitterness and sweetness of grapefruit and oranges melted in his mouth, a bit like his mood at this time, "I used to drink out and come home late, and woke him up, he just asked me how I lived. Not happy, I replied happy and he would smile at me, and if I said that he had a headache after drinking too much, he would be sad...

"Xiao Li, we all know that time flies, but this year I just discovered how fast it flies. I can't even think of it except for the works left behind and the concerts I have held. What have I done in the past few years... The most uncomfortable thing for me is that I didn't even have a good understanding of early autumn. Some time ago early autumn got things from my childhood, and he asked me the origin of those things one by one, like those messy things Words and battered old toys are really priceless things.

"I always thought that I knew Zaoqiu best, but in fact, I only knew Lu Zaoqiu who played the violin and was no different from a god. I didn't know how he became so omnipotent, nor Where I can't see, how many obstacles he has crossed alone."

Zhong Guanbai talked for a long time, and the more he talked, the more he missed him, but they kissed goodbye at the door of their house when Lu Zaoqiu went to the academy in the morning.

"This period of early autumn is very busy. He was with me in France before, and then he had an accident. I don't know how much work he has accumulated. I just want to take advantage of this time to see... what he was like before."

Zhong Guanbai didn't say that, in fact, he will go to see Lu Zaoqiu's father a week later. After all, Lu Zaoqiu used to go to see Wen Yuean alone. About now, what Lu Zaoqiu did for him, he also wants to do for Lu Zaoqiu .

After hearing this, Tang Xiaoli didn't make any bad comments like before, but only asked, "Wouldn't two weeks be too short?"

"Two weeks is just the beginning. I used to be impatient, and I hoped for immediate results in everything I did. I always said in early autumn, don't rush, take your time..." Zhong Guanbai stroked the warm cup wall, with an expectant smile on his face, "A person like him who never wastes time said to take his time because he knows that there is a lifetime between me and the piano, and there is also a lifetime between me and him."

Zhong Guanbai went to South France the next day, and he told Lu Zaoqiu that he was worried about the international express delivery, and he wanted to pick up the ring from Lance himself.He specially booked a plane for the afternoon. At this time, Lu Zaoqiu will be working in the academy, so he doesn't have to drive him hard.

It was already late at night when the plane landed, and Lance drove to pick him up in the spirit of internationalism.

"Hi, Helen." Lance raised his arm to show his presence, and when Zhong Guanbai walked over, he blinked his beautiful emerald eyes and said, "If you don't come again, I will decide to take your ring to travel to China .You know, your Chinese official social media accounts are always posting nice pictures of the Great Wall or Pandas to lure us, and of course, the most important thing is that there is a charming baby Menelaus, who can't be compared to anyone .”

After getting in the car, Lance handed Zhong Guanbai two ring boxes: "Helen, you said that you want to order a violin ring to propose marriage, and you have to make it before autumn comes. At that time, there was not enough time, so I only made one. Later, you haven't seen it for a long time. Come and get it, I thought there was still time, so I asked a friend to make another piano, which happened to be a pair.”

Zhong Guanbai opened the ring box——

A tiny violin and a row of tiny piano keyboards lay quietly on two thin silver finger rings.

Lance turned the interior lights to the brightest, then thoughtfully took out a magnifying glass from a small locker in the car and handed it to Zhong Guanbai: "Gift. Remember to pay me for the other ring. "

Zhong Guanbai held a magnifying glass to take a closer look. Sure enough, the craftsmanship was superb, the details were exquisite and perfect, and there was no omission or flaw. He thought, this is how it matched Lu Zaoqiu.

"Now I'm very poor and I have no money for you." Zhong Guanbai hurriedly put the two ring boxes into his pockets to prevent Lance from regretting, "Well, when Menelaus agrees to my marriage proposal, I will Collect some gift money from your friends and pay for your ring."

Lance wondered: "Gift money?"

Zhong Guanbai said: "Yes, according to our Chinese customs, if a person wants to get married, his friends have to give him money."

Lance nodded: "Then do I need to give you money too?"

Zhong Guanbai said sincerely: "I think so, if we are friends."

Lance cautiously: "So, how much is more appropriate to give a friend?"

Zhong Guanbai imitated the sentence pattern of the youngest daughter's lines in Shakespeare's "King Lear", but forcibly converted it into his own French translation, and said with emotion: "Hey, we only give money according to the duty of a friend, which happens to be a ring." The price is not more, not less."

Lance: "..."

Lance: "Okay, Helen, I have to tell you, I'm not your friend."

Zhong Guanbai took out his mobile phone to transfer money.

Lance said sincerely: "Helen, we are friends again now. When you and Baby Menelaus get married, will you invite your good friends to the wedding?"

Zhong Guanbai regretted, "I don't think so."

Lance: "Helen, are you going to stay here for a few days? Do you want me to be your guide? Maybe you will change your mind in a few days."

Zhong Guanbai really wanted Lance to do him a favor. He came to France to pick up the ring for one reason, but more because he wanted to know about Lu Zaoqiu who used to buy two handicrafts for couples.Moreover, if possible, he would like to buy the crafts left by the deceased old man to make up for the regret of breaking the transparent cube.

"I have set aside a week." Zhong Guanbai said.

Lance made a surprised expression: "Helen, are you willing to leave Baby Menelaus for a week?"

Zhong Guanbai smiled sweetly: "The current Menelaus is very busy, and I don't want to disturb him. This week, I want to stay with the past Menelaus."