An Athlete Held up by an Entertainment Career

This Sanxian is for you.

Xu Qiao's mind was full of Ying Wenlin's words.

This sanxian...is well made and has a good tone. The wooden body of the piano has been thickly coated over the years.The wild pythons in the rainforest use the best tail and back python skin, with regular scales and uniform thickness.

Xu Qiao's expression was tangled, and his hesitant eyes paused for a moment on the sanxian.The two lips parted slightly, and under Ying Wenlin's expectant gaze, he almost agreed.

He stopped before he could speak.

Where did he find the time to join Ying Wenlin's folk band?

Not to mention that the manager, Mo Chenghong, will arrange work for him in the future. On Gao Ming's side alone, the design draft and beauty announcement will consume a lot of energy.

Xu Qiao sighed, wanting to stuff the sanxian into Ying Wenlin's arms.

Where did Ying Wenlin want to pick it up? He stepped back a few steps and looked at Xu Qiao heartbroken: "Our folk orchestra attaches great importance to talents, and you will definitely train them well when you come. Every year we have a lot of people who go to major concert halls around the world. Performance opportunities and networking opportunities!"

The latter sentence is the point.

In recent years, due to age and physical reasons, those accomplished old artists have retreated behind the scenes one by one.

The young people taking over are not strong enough to support the overall situation.Traditional Chinese orchestras are in short supply, and have performed poorly at the World Music Palace Exchange Conference in recent years.

Ying Wenlin's gray hair is worrying, and he goes to the conservatory every year to search for talents, asks old friends from time to time if there are any talented children, and even visits opera troupes and cross talk teahouses a lot.

But there are very few truly talented people, and if they are found, they will not be able to be alone for the time being.

Xu Qiao's sanxian tonight made him see the bright moon through the clouds and mist.

Skills and aura are not what Xu Qiao should be doing at his age.

The typhoon is stable and full of charm. Ying Wenlin asked himself that he might not be able to do the method of playing the sanxian to simulate the sound of animals.

Isn't this the person that the Chinese orchestra has been looking for, and if he appears alive, can he run away?

"Teacher Ying." Xu Qiao took two steps forward, wanting to return the sanxian to him, "I can't join the Chinese Orchestra."

Ying Wenlin waved his hands, refusing to answer: "Take it, take it!"

Xu Qiao: "..." I don't get paid for nothing, how can I get it.

Seeing that Xu Qiao still refused, Ying Wenlin waved his hand: "If you don't join our folk band, I will give it to you too!"

……

So generous.

Isn't this Sanxian very precious to you, you would rather sprain your wrist than hurt it in the slightest?

Xu Qiao saw that Ying Wenlin's face was forthright, but his brows and eyes twitched unconsciously, obviously in pain, and he wanted to laugh.

He coughed lightly: "Then I really have it, Mr. Ying?"

Ying Wenlin looked away and waved his hands: "Take it, take it, I'll give it to you."

The ending sounds a little trembling.

Xu Qiao was happy, how could he really want his Sanxian.

Carefully put the sanxian back into the piano case, and stuffed the case into Ying Wenlin's hands. Xu Qiao's voice was serious: "Mr. Ying, you are a good sanxian. It's a waste for me to play it. Not much, so you should keep it to yourself."

Ying Wenlin was stunned for a moment, took the piano box, and couldn't help asking for a while: "Your Sanxian skills have been practiced since childhood, right? If you can practice like this, you should also like Sanxian very much. Why don't you?" Would you like to join our folk band?"

Xu Qiao: "To be honest, I'm not good at Sanxian."

Ying Wenlin: "?"

Xu Qiao told the truth: "My pipa is better, I can also play the erhu, and the sanxian is the worst."

Ying Wenlin: "???"

are you kidding me?

You must be kidding me.

Ying Wenlin's face twitched, and he wanted to say something. The program team had already packed up the equipment and sent a car to take the guests home.

When I came here, I needed it for the live broadcast. Everyone took the bus together and held a lively event.When I left, the live broadcast was over. Among the guests was Yu Feipeng, an elderly guest. The program team did not neglect, and sent them back comfortably with one car per person.

It's getting dark, and it's not easy to stop people from talking, so Ying Wenlin took a breath and pulled Xu Qiao back: "Xu Qiao, give me your manager's contact information."

Xu Qiao knew that he still hadn't given up on letting himself join the folk band.Thinking of Mo Chenghong's resolute actions and being able to tell him clearly about his refusal, Xu Qiao gave Ying Wenlin Mo Chenghong's business card.

On the other side, Min Yang got into the car and saw Ying Wenlin and Xu Qiao chatting affectionately through the car window, the depression in his heart almost showed on his face.

I thought that by participating in this program, with my own knowledge and cultivation, I could become a clear comparison group with Xu Qiao, a starlet who was criticized before, so as to attract fans.

Who knows that it is indeed a control group now, but the result is completely different from what was originally imagined.

Not as good as him in completing the task, not as good as him in the final show, not even as good as his relationship with several teachers.

The psychological gap is not a little bit, and I want to quit every minute.

Xu Qiao got into the car, and the country road was very dark. At every interval, the street lamps cast a small yellow halo, which clearly bordered the darkness.In addition to the dim yellow, the black is as thick as layers of fog.

"It's really dark." The master driver did not dare to drive fast with his high beams on, and carefully maintained a steady speed.

Xu Qiao cast her eyes out of the window, and the blurred tree shadows on both sides of the road stretched their teeth and claws at night, and kept retreating, looking a little creepy.

"Yeah, it's so dark."

The driver master glanced at Xu Qiao through the rearview mirror, and thought that this young man is really handsome.After a while, I couldn't help but said: "Xu Qiao, my son likes you very much, can you sign it for him?"

Xu Qiao withdrew her gaze, bent her eyes and said with a smile, "Okay."

The master driver handed Xu Qiao the photo and signature pen that he had prepared earlier.

"I originally disliked my son's pursuit of stars, so he made it all day long."

Xu Qiao took the photo and the signature pen, and asked casually, "Then how do you help him get his signature now?"

"Your child is different."

Xu Qiao looked up at the master.

"He said he liked you very much and thought you were very handsome when you were talking about physics. He also told me to study physics hard and become a physicist in the future." Talking about his son, the master has endless things to say.

"I thought it was a good thing to love learning. You don't know, he failed physics in high school, and now he is studying at home every day. I thought he was hot for 3 minutes, but I didn't expect him to persevere. "

The expression on Xu Qiao's face became softer: "What's your son's name?"

The master gave the name.

After Xu Qiao asked what the exact name was, she wrote a to sign: Study hard, future great physicist.Xu Qiao.

Passed the signed photo to the master, and the master thanked him.

Seeing that Xu Qiao looked sleepy, the master said, "Go to bed first, you've been recording for a whole day."

Xu Qiao was indeed very tired. Hearing this, he nodded and leaned against the car window to close his eyes.

It was already midnight when I got home, and after thanking the driver, Xu Qiao took a shower and got into bed.

When he woke up the next day, the sun was already setting. Xu Qiao opened his eyes and was dazed for a while before he took out his phone to check his unread messages. Mo Chenghong asked him to wake up and go to the studio.

The quilt was so comfortable, Xu Qiao wanted to lie down again, so she opened Weibo and checked her tweets.

Most of the fans inside were discussing yesterday's live broadcast.

[My Qiao is as beautiful as a picture] I have watched the part where Qiao Qiao plays the sanxian many times, sisters, who will say that his vase mother is the first to rush up and tear his mouth open!

[You are thinking about eating peaches] I watched the live broadcast at home all day yesterday, and I will watch it again when the edited version comes out on the weekend. I can’t do it anymore.

[Mr. Zhang] I was so handsome when Xu Qiao repaired the agricultural machinery, and the male fan went to the pit to report!

Refreshing the next page, Xu Qiao was about to scroll down when she caught a glimpse of a Weibo post.

【Qiao Qiao Marry Me】Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. !I must study hard, Jojo, believe me and wait for me to marry you! ! !

The attached picture is exactly the signature that Xu Qiao wrote last night.

This Weibo post on Chaohua has been repeatedly commented on, and the number of likes has exceeded a thousand in just half a day.

"Admiration"

"Want to marry me, Joe? In the next life."

"What kind of luck is this? I also want to be a driver for Jojo. No, I don't have a driver's license yet. Oh, I'm going to take my driver's license test tomorrow."

"Xu Qiao is so gentle and gentle"

"I want to sign too, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Xu Qiao's eyes stayed on the blogger's id and the phrase "Wait until I marry you", lost in thought.

If the driver master knew, I don't know how he would feel.

After getting up and tidying up, Xu Qiao didn't let Li Feifei come to pick her up. Xu Qiao put on a hat and mask and went to the studio by herself.

When he came, he saw Mo Chenghong and Li Feifei in the conference room. Mo Chenghong didn't know what they were talking about, and Li Feifei nodded his head with a sullen face.

Xu Qiao knocked on the glass door, and when Li Feifei looked up, she burst into tears when she saw him, as if seeing a savior.

Carrying things in, Xu Qiao closed the door and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Li Feifei hurried up to him and opened the seat for him, with a full face of grievance: "Brother Cheng Hong criticized me for deliberately concealing your skills and not reporting your skills."

Xu Qiao: "?"

Mo Chenghong's eyes fell on the plastic bag in Xu Qiao's hand: "What are you holding?"

Xu Qiao put the bag on the table, and said sincerely, "It's a gift I brought back from recording the show."

When Mo Chenghong saw that Xu Qiao was going out to record a program and wanted to bring a gift back, he felt a little bit annoyed and his face softened.

Although the packaging seemed a bit crude - opening the bag, Mo Chenghong silently stared at the wild vegetables inside.

"Purely natural." Xu Qiao added.

Mo Chenghong: Thank you.

Rubbing the center of his brows, Mo Chenghong looked at Xu Qiao with a tired expression, his expression was a bit indescribable: "You know a lot of things, welding, Sanxian, when did you learn it?"

Forget it, it’s a talent.No matter how much he thought about welding, Mo Chenghong couldn't figure it out. Where did he learn it? ?

Li Feifei proudly said: "My brother is a treasure!"

Mo Chenghong glanced at him expressionlessly, and Li Feifei sewed his mouth shut with his fingers in the shape of a zipper, burying his head and daring not to speak again.

Xu Qiao sat down and poured herself a glass of water.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mo Chenghong didn't want to delve into it. After all, the effect of the program was surprisingly good, even better than he imagined, and that was enough.

He breathed a sigh of relief, took out a document from his briefcase and handed it to Xu Qiao: "Your popularity has grown pretty good recently, and I've negotiated an advertising endorsement for you."

Xu Qiao took the document: "What advertisement?"

Mo Chenghong pushed his glasses and sneered, "Tractor."

What machine?

Xu Qiao paused as she flipped through the documents.