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Send it to me next time. "After You Jingcheng finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

After Jian Suwei took the takeaway, he opened it and drank a few mouthfuls of soup. He eats a small amount, and he was full after a few mouthfuls.

A notification sound came from the mobile phone, Jian Suwei picked it up and looked at it, it was a group chat.

Jian Suwei has been in the music industry since she was a child. Many artists she knows around her, some of whom grew up with her, formed a small group, where she talks about everything.

No, Fang Xinou exuded his charm in front of him just now, and now he came to the group chat to exude his charm.

[Fang Xinou: @见宿微, I asked a question today, how does it feel to be on two trending searches?How does it feel to have an affair with the actor? ]

The author has something to say: This article is a type I am not very good at, practice writing, you can just read it!

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[Xu Chang: I also really want to know, Qing Leng actor and popular idol, it sounds very good to drink, I want to drink, right? @ Yu Qiulan]

[Yu Qiulan: Don't be so deadly in terms of offense and reception, can't the little wolf dog and the abstinence actor?Isn't it good to be young? ]

[Xu Kitz: So, what is the situation with the person involved?Are you hyping up with Duan Sui? ]

Jian Suwei watched everyone talking in full swing in front of him.

[Jane Suwei: ...]

People in the group chat withdrew their messages one after another. Jian Suwei looked at a bunch of so-and-so's who had withdrawn a message on the phone interface, and wanted to laugh.

[Xu Kitz: Fuck, I forgot to kick Xiaowei out, is it too late to withdraw now? ]

Jian Suwei quickly typed a few words with both hands.

[Jian Suwei: What do you think? ]

[Fang Xinou: VoV]

[Yu Qiulan: !!!!]

[Xu Chang:! ! ]

[Xu Kitz: ...]

Jian Suwei knew that they had this kind of reaction, and typed the next paragraph.

[Everyone, don’t believe in rumors, don’t spread rumors.The feeling is that a group of people are calling and sending messages today is a bit noisy. By the way, I am going to Paris, France to celebrate my teacher’s birthday in a few days. Are you going? ]

Everyone saw this passage and talked about serious things.

[Fang Xin'ou: I'm in Paris, France now, I'm definitely going to celebrate my teacher's birthday!Xiao Wei, when will you come, call me when the time comes, and I will pick you up. ]

[Yu Qiulan: Go, take a look at the teacher's tour, and visit his alma mater by the way. ]

[Xu Chang: I may not be able to go. I have a very important piano competition recently. Let’s see if I can spare time to go. ]

[Xu Kitz: I'm very free, and we haven't got together for more than half a year, let's get together after the teacher's birthday!Daou, choose a bar first. ]

[Fang Xin'ou: Okay, I'll decide the place, as long as you guys come. ]

[Jian Suwei: T＿[email protected] Fang Xinou, if you can't reach me, you don't need to. ]

After getting rid of his old classmates, Jian Suwei remembered what Duan Sui hadn't finished talking about. He must be very busy now!It seems that he has gone abroad, what can you do with me, let's wait for him to call at night and talk about it!

Jian Suwei booked a very early flight and flew directly to Paris, France.

Paris, near the banks of the Seine, where Che Wenyu lives. His teacher used to teach music, but now he doesn't teach anymore, so he lives here.

The teacher always said that the scenery here is beautiful. Sitting on the promenade of the Pont des Arts at dusk, drinking a little wine, watching the river flow slowly, at the same place as the river of stars in the sky, walking alone through the Jewish Monument and Pobentham Square to Berlin Listen to a concert in the Philharmonic Hall, or watch a show at the stage corner of the Rams Hall across the Belvedere Palace.

It's a pity that Jian Suwei went there in winter, and now it's snowing here like Yancheng, but the temperature is much higher than Yancheng, but Jian Suwei is naturally afraid of the cold, so he still feels cold, so he went to the hotel to change into a coat and a scarf Seeing that it was still early, I went directly to Che Wenyu's house.

Mr. Che’s house is a minimalist villa with a blue-gray roof covered with snow and light-yellow walls illuminated by lights.

Jian Suwei first sent a message to Che Wenyu, saying that he had arrived.

Just as he was about to ring the doorbell, Che Wenyu came to pick him up at the door with a smile on his face, and Jian Suwei also smiled at the teacher with big almond eyes.

"Why are you here so early, aren't you busy recently?"

"I missed you, so I'm here. How is the teacher doing recently?"

"Alright!"

The two walked and chatted, and then they arrived at the villa room.

Che Wenyu directly took him into the piano room, smiled at him softly, wrinkled, "A Wei, come and play the piano? I haven't heard you play the piano for a long time."

A little bit of trance flashed in Jian Suwei's eyes. Many people used to ask him to play the piano, which contained different expectations and meanings, but this time he had an indescribable sadness overflowing from his heart and filling his nose.

His voice was soft and nonsense, "Teacher, I haven't practiced for a long time."

It sounds like there is still a trace of grievance.

"It's okay, play it!"

Because of Teacher Che's piano, Jian Suwei didn't worry about the pitch. He sat directly in front of the crescent-shaped piano, touched the keys, and asked, "Teacher, what song do you want to hear?"

"Play whatever you want!"

Jian Suwei closed her eyes, her fingers moved on the black and white keys, the bow jumped and played rhythmically.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, connected to the hot heart, bursting out beautiful notes.

Every time Jian Suwei played, the notes flowed from the fingers to the keys, and then filled the air.

The peaceful and clean sound of the piano keeps flowing away, as if hanging to the sky, illuminating the Milky Way.

This is a very classic piece, with a kind of low-key beauty and poignant beauty.

The piano sound became quieter, lighter, and deeper, as if speaking in a low voice, whispering softly.

After playing a song, Jian Suwei raised his head and looked at Che Wenyu.

"A Wei, come here!"

Jian Suwei's heart froze for a while, is the teacher disappointed in me?Did I live up to his expectations of me?

"Teacher, I..."

"Come here! I have something for you."

Jian Suwei followed Che Wenyu to the study room. There were several inlaid bookshelves in the study room, all of which were filled with books, and they were sorted by type and color, from top to bottom.

Che Wenyu took out a set of calligraphy from the desk, smiled, and said, "Before, you said that you wanted to learn piano from me, and I gave you a calligraphy. Now that you choose to act, I will write to you again." I bought one, take it!"

Jian Yuqin's rustling voice, only the bright moon and the shadow of the pool

How could Jian Suwei not remember that this was the first thing the teacher gave him after he learned the piano from the teacher.

Seeing that Jian Suwei was still in a daze, Che Wenyu said again, "Awei, come here!"

Jian Suwei took it, opened it, and saw that it was the same as before, with 14 characters——

Looking back, I wish the stars a long way to go

It was obviously a blessing, but Jian Suwei looked sad. He stared at Che Wenyu eagerly for a while.

"Teacher, are you disappointed in me?"

Che Wenyu seemed to see something in Jian Suwei's eyes, "How could it be, but, Ah Wei, remember, life is mostly just a sentence of 'I am willing'."

Jian Suwei left Che Wenyu's house, thinking about what Che Wenyu said just now.

With that in mind, Jian Suwei entered the hotel she had booked, and put the word "Fu" in the desk drawer.

The next day, it was still snowing outside.

Jian Suwei sent a message to Fang Xinou, saying that he is in Paris now, if there is nothing wrong, you can come to him.

Fang Xinou quickly responded to the message.

[Fang Xinou: You came so fast, let's go out and play!It doesn't matter if you are in the hotel, which hotel are you in, I will pick you up. ]

Jian Suwei sent an address.

After a while, Fang Xinou came to pick him up.

Jian Suwei directly got down from the hotel, got into the car, and cut off the cold air.

"Your agent didn't follow you to Paris!"

"No, I came to see my teacher. Why is he following here? It's not work."

"where are we going?"

"Constellation Bar, there is a masked dance there tonight, let's go and have fun."

"You took me to that kind of place, you gave up on your senior." Jian Suwei played with Jian Suwei since he was a child, and he didn't think he could take him to any serious place.

"What are you thinking! I just want to take you to play and chat. I also want to take you to gay! But with your current worth, even though you are in France, it would be bad to be photographed."

Fang Xinou himself seldom wears glasses, he thinks they are not good-looking, and he often wears contact lenses. In Jian Suwei's words, people who wear glasses are gentle and gentle, and he looks like a college elite. He is also a beast in clothes, a gentle scum.

Jian Suwei saw that Fang Xinou had put on his glasses which was a rare occurrence today, and asked a little strangely, "Why did you put them on? Don't you think they don't look good?"

"I used my eyes too much in the past few days, and I was wearing contact lenses. I couldn't bear it anymore, so I came out of the frame," Fang Xinou explained, and added, "You are not allowed to laugh."

But although Jian Suwei didn't laugh out loud, her face was full of smiles.

"I told you not to laugh."

After a while, the two arrived at their destination. After parking the car, they entered the constellation bar and changed into a suit of clothes. They both put on black feather masks to cover their eyes.

Waltz music was playing in the ballroom, and on the dance floor there were couples dancing.

But Jian Suwei and Fang Xinou were drinking and chatting nonchalantly. Inadvertently, Jian Suwei saw a young man playing the piano.

The young man seemed to be of Asian descent, with hair that was neither long nor short. He sat on the piano bench with slender fingers, a handsome face, fair skin, and three-dimensional facial features. The moment his fingertips touched the piano keyboard, the eyes The light of desire instantly flourished.

Jian Suwei looked at him, the young man's eyebrows and eyes looked very much like her own.

The spirit is more like myself.

The young man repeatedly felt Jian Suwei's gaze on him, raised his head, Jian Suwei smiled at him lightly, and then replied to Fang Xinou's words, "Ah, you