Chapter 98 Letter Written in the Wind

The camera freezes on the girl's flamboyant smile and arrogant gesture.

The director, who was in complete silence on the set, suddenly covered his chest and said with regret,

"If I could go back 20 years, I would definitely pursue this girl at all costs."

The assistant director beside him laughed out loud.

"Aren't you afraid that your sister-in-law will hear this?"

The director tapped his head with the script.

"I originally thought I was just a topic forced upon me by Shengshi, but I didn't expect to become a dark horse. I'm sure I'll win the variety show ratings for the entire week."

He imitated Miss Shen's tone and said it with great pride and certainty.

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In the speed segment, Shen Pianpian's group undoubtedly got the highest score, and the next step was to find a restaurant.

Chen Pianxian said that if you want to dine for free, it is better to find a shabby-looking restaurant. It would be best if a steak costs only twenty or thirty yuan. Maybe people will not charge for it because she is beautiful and Le Shen is handsome.

Shi Qile decisively stopped this idea.

"The production team said they can't accept help from fans. Even fans who like their looks are still fans."

"So are we going to run away right after eating?" Miss Shen, who had been so arrogant just now, suddenly became worried. "I've never eaten a free meal since I was a child. But it's said that if you eat a free meal, you will be beaten."

Le Shen reached out and patted her head.

"Who says you have to eat and dine if you don't have money?"

Shen Pianxian looked up with a question mark on his face.

"ha?"

Shi Qile looked at a high-end-looking Western restaurant across the street, turned slightly, and glanced at a piano in the floor-to-ceiling window.

He curled his lips and began to take off his clothes.

Chen Pianxian blankly caught the coat he threw to her, watched him walk to the opposite side while rolling up his shirt sleeves, and hurriedly followed him.

"Hey, that one looks expensive. We're going to get arrested."

The glass door opened, and a waiter bent down with a smile.

"Welcome...Music God!?" The word "come" was twisted into a scream of surprise.

Then the owner behind the cashier glanced over and was stunned when he saw the two of them and the photographer carrying a camera behind them. Then he walked over and politely invited them to sit down.

There were still quite a few people dining in the restaurant, and they were all getting agitated at this moment.

Shi Qile pulled Shen Pianpian to find a seat by the window and pushed her into the seat.

The laughter is gentle,

"wait for me."

Then he turned and walked towards the owner, said something, and walked straight to the only piano in the hall and sat down.

After a few intermittent auditions, his slender fingers began to fall gradually and smoothly.

It looks like raindrops, like tides, and like leaves falling in the wind.

A gentle and light melody slowly flows out as the fingers fly over the black and white keys.

A letter written in the wind.

Without the drum beats in the original work, the rhythm becomes more gentle and ethereal.

Chen Pianpian couldn't remember how long it had been since she had heard this piano piece, nor could she remember how long it had been since she had seen someone play the piano.

The memories of piano in my memory are always about a gentle woman, she has a beautiful face, long hair, and a pair of perfect hands that always flutter on the keys like butterflies. When she was practicing the piano, she would hold her daughter on her knees and sit her down, then whisper to her,

"Does my little Cloud also want to learn piano?"

The voice was filled with a rustling smile, and was so gentle that it made people want to cry.

But she died.

For a long time, Chen Pianpian thought that these memories had died with her.

However, it was not until she heard the familiar melody at this moment that she realized that memories had never died. They were just hidden in some dark corner, waiting for the opportunity to be awakened and then grow entangled with the present world.

Eventually it becomes a towering tree that cannot be uprooted in life.

Shen Pianpian didn't know that in the camera, she was looking at Shi Qile in a trance.

It's like looking at a treasure that is cherished but far away. It's a kind of trance-like tenderness that makes people sad and soft-hearted.

The director was stunned.

"Are these two having an affair?"