as long as there is your place

The rainy season is approaching, and the air is full of dull heat and humidity.

As soon as Zhang Yu'er sat in the passenger seat, Lam handed over an item.

"It fell off yesterday." Lam said, and then started the car, then turned his head and asked, "Where are you going?"

Zhang Yu'er rubbed her nose, and her voice was a little low: "I'd better... go home and review, the interview is coming soon."

Unexpectedly, Lam said: "I can't let you go home, or you will cry alone."

"I..." Zhang Yu'er was at a loss for words, and the feeling of grievance almost surged up again.

"It just so happens that I'm going to a friend's studio, shall we come together?" He sent out an invitation.

Zhang Yu'er looked at Xu Kai's two missed calls an hour ago, and took a deep breath: "Let's go, be my idol's little follower today!"

Lam laughed after hearing this.Zhang Yu'er began to fiddle with the CDs in his car, one after another, but he couldn't find any of his own albums.

"What do you want to hear?" Lam asked.

"I want to listen to Xiao Shisan." Zhang Yu'er replied truthfully, because this album has just been released and she hasn't heard enough yet.

Unexpectedly, Lam chuckled and found out the digital album for her to play. "Does Yu'er often listen to my songs?" He asked.

Zhang Yu'er blushed and said, "It's quite often...I like every capital very much."

"Then are you interested in writing lyrics? I happen to have a demon here, and I leave it for you to write lyrics."

Zhang Yu'er was shocked after hearing this, and hurriedly waved her hands: "I haven't written it, and I don't know how to do it."

But Lam said casually: "It doesn't matter. You have a background in music, and didn't you say that you usually like writing?"

Zhang Yu'er was silent for a few seconds, and then her heart began to beat.Then she finally agreed: "Okay, I'll try, thank you idol for trusting~"

"Just call me Wayne from now on." He suddenly suggested.Zhang Yu'er nodded: "Good idol!"

Looking at her playful face, Lam couldn't help but smile again.

Zhang Yu'er never expected that the friend Lam mentioned turned out to be a famous master of ancient musical instruments in China.

Although this gentleman is over [-] years old, he does not look old at all. After meeting Lam and the others, he first invited everyone to sit down for tea, and then talked about the musical instrument that Lam ordered.

It turns out that Lam is currently preparing for a new album, and there is a national style song in this album. Lam is a person who pursues perfection in music. He needs to try again and again to find out what he thinks is the most suitable tone before giving up.

While the two of them were chatting happily, Zhang Yuer was attracted by all kinds of classical musical instruments around her, and couldn't help getting up to watch them.At this time, the gentleman said, "Does this little girl know how to play musical instruments?"

Zhang Yu'er smiled modestly: "I just understand a little bit of music theory."

The gentleman stroked his short beard, patted a musical instrument covered with silk behind him and asked, "Then I'll test you, do you recognize this one?"

Zhang Yu'er approached, gently lifted the piece of silk, and what came into view was a guqin with exquisite craftsmanship but elegant atmosphere.

She caressed the body of the qin and turned it around, took a closer look at the guqin, and looked up to see Lam looking at her with interest.She blushed, and said to the old man: "The front of the piano is wide and the rear is narrow. The surface of the piano is bounded from outside to inside by seven strings from thick to thin. There are thirteen emblems embedded on the outer panel of one string... If I haven't read it... If it’s wrong, it should be a Fuxi-style guqin, but with a slight improvement.”

"The little girl has good eyesight! She must be quite researched, but can she play?" Seeing that she is still young, she has such a research on Guqin, and he couldn't help but be delighted.

"A little bit, I liked it when I was young, so I studied some classics and modern books and taught myself." Zhang Yu'er replied with a smile.

The hospitality was hard to come by, so Zhang Yu'er sat at the table and played the selections that she was more suitable and good at for everyone.

Sandalwood incense curls up from Qin Zhou, and Zhang Yuer in the sound of flowing clouds and flowing water is like a snowflake isolated from the world, so clear that people can't bear to touch it.

After playing a song, the old man couldn't help but sigh: "A good violin matches a beautiful woman! If this violin is not custom-made for Wayne, I must give it to you!"

"It's okay, just give it to Yu'er." Lam said without thinking, with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

"Give it to me?" Zhang Yu'er couldn't laugh or cry, "No, it's just a hobby, it's too precious."

"I didn't say I would give it to you for free..." Lam smiled mysteriously, "I also want to get paid."

"What?" she asked curiously.

Lam drank the last cup of tea: "When recording the accompaniment for the new album, you have to help me play the sound for this piano."

This time Zhang Yu'er was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped: "Are you sure!?"

Unexpectedly, the old gentleman laughed and assisted Lam, saying: "The little girl's piano skills are quite stable. There are not many young people who can play the guqin these days. It's rare!"

Saying goodbye to the old man, Zhang Yuer looked at the guqin in the back row again, feeling a lot of pressure.

"How is it, are you feeling better?" Lam looked at her.

"Well... I've always been fine." The scene of Lam holding her in his arms suddenly flashed across Zhang Yu'er's mind, and her face turned red like a tomato.

"Is it hot?" Lam asked concerned.Zhang Yu'er nodded frequently, pretending that she was very hot, and casually grabbed an object at hand to use as a fan, but unexpectedly knocked Lam's phone down.

Zhang Yu'er picked up the phone that fell under the seat, and saw a small gap on the screen... Just this small gap, sporadic memories emerged little by little in an instant...

"This gap...was that night..." Zhang Yu'er asked mysteriously.Unexpectedly, when Lam heard it, he asked back in disbelief: "Do you remember?"

Zhang Yu'er became silent: This gap seems to be broken by herself...

But the next second she flatly denied it: "I can't remember."

And at the moment, she just wants the car to reach her downstairs as soon as possible, so that she doesn't have to bear the awkward atmosphere at the moment, at least she doesn't have to bear it herself.

"I won't invite you to go up and sit down. It's troublesome to be photographed." Zhang Yu'er smiled at Lam before leaving.

But Lam stretched out his hand: "Mobile phone." Zhang Yu'er obediently handed it over, and saw him input a series of numbers.

"This is my private number. Regarding the piano score, you can contact me if you need anything."

Back home, Zhang Yu'er looked at the guqin that she placed next to the piano, scratched her messy hair, and was a little confused about the way things were going.

How did JJ Lam, the majestic Asian music king, fall in love with his amateur piano skills?He also gave such a precious piano... to himself after changing hands.I heard from the old man that Lam modified and adjusted this piano five times before and after, and it took him a whole year to get it.

Was it because of what happened that night?Thinking of this, Zhang Yuer felt suffocated.Because of Lam's missing corner of the screen, she finally pulled out the memories of the hangover night.

That night Zhang Yu'er fell asleep on the floor, dimly feeling that someone picked her up by the waist and walked towards the bedroom.She kept kicking and biting in that man's arms, yelling that she had a boyfriend and asking him to put her down...

"You...you don't let me go...I'll call the police!" Zhang Yu'er snatched his phone and pressed it randomly, but found that no matter how hard he pressed it, there was no response. "Broken phone..." So she threw it casually, and saw the phone smashed directly into a vase beside the coffee table. With a bang, the vase leaked a big hole.

"Don't make trouble." The man said solemnly, but he didn't mean to let go at all.

"Head...it hurts...it hurts..." A burst of sudden pain made Zhang Yu'er curl up in his arms, finally calming down.But before the man settled her down properly, she suddenly grabbed his hand, got out from under the quilt, and hugged his arm without letting go.

"Kai...don't...go, okay..."

The man touched her head with his warm palm, and said lightly, "Go to sleep."

Later, Zhang Yu'er really fell asleep.

She felt from the bottom of her heart that she would never have the face to face Lam in her life.She knew a long time ago that she couldn't touch high-strength wine, but she didn't expect that a bottle of unremarkable fruit wine could make her go crazy.

"It's outrageous, it's outrageous!" Zhang Yu'er blamed herself, still feeling uneasy in her heart, wondering if she had done anything wrong to him.

But things have come to this, and Lam's generosity also made her feel much more at ease.She looked at herself in the mirror with a frowning face again, and squeezed out a blunt smile to cheer herself up: "Just pretend it never happened, Zhang Yuer, don't think about it anymore."

It's better to study, don't worry so much.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yu'er really felt much better, walked out of the piano practice room briskly, and started the learning master mode.