What does she mean by this?
Qu Jingyun was a little confused about the meaning of Shao Jingque's words and was reluctant to agree easily.
Secretary Wang, who was sitting next to her, thought that Shao Jingque's request was very reasonable. The loss of the accompaniment was not the singer's problem. Why should he disagree with her initiative to propose a solution?
He nodded immediately and said amiably:
"I think it's okay. Your band should have these basic instruments, right?"
Someone among the crowd who stayed to watch the excitement immediately responded:
"Yes, both guitar and harmonica!"
Tang Yueru, with an uneasy look on her face, glanced at the person who spoke without leaving a trace, and silently classified him as someone like Wu Shuang who "depended" on Shao Jingque.
Shao Jingque took the guitar and harmonica, moved a high chair and sat down, put one foot on the crossbar, and let the other foot hang naturally. His white and slender fingers skillfully stroked the strings, and he lowered his head to adjust the pitch.
A hint of surprise flashed across Secretary Wang's eyes. This little girl can actually play the guitar?
Qu Jingyun, who was standing by, also widened her eyes as if she had seen a ghost. She had hired Shao Jingque herself, so how could she not know whether she could play a musical instrument?!
Could it be that this instrument, like her sudden ability to sing, was also something she practiced privately every day?!
Qu Jingyun thought about it over and over again but still felt it was impossible.
To practice a musical instrument, you first need an instrument. A harmonica costs fifteen yuan, and a guitar costs over a hundred yuan. Shao Jingque spends all his monthly salary on clothes and dressing up, so where would he get the spare money to buy a musical instrument?
If he had borrowed the band's instruments to practice, he would have been discovered long ago. How could he have kept it secret for so long?
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Shao Jingque was acting strangely. It seemed that from the day she took Shao Jingque to Yue Mansion for a dinner, this person began to be out of her control. Could it be that something happened that day that she didn't know about?
While Qu Jingyun was daydreaming, Shao Jingque had already tuned the strings of the zither. He looked up and smiled at Secretary Wang, nodding to indicate that he was ready.
Her casual smile when she looked up almost took away Secretary Wang's soul. He held his breath instantly, his heart pounding wildly in his chest. The beautiful scene before him made him reluctant to even blink -
A girl in white shirt and blue pants sat casually on a chair, holding an acoustic guitar in her arms. A beam of light shone down from above her head, shrouding her whole body in a warm glow, and everything around her seemed to dim.
Her fair cheeks were faintly flushed, like blooming peach petals, and her long, shiny black hair hung softly on one shoulder. Occasionally, a few strands of hair fell playfully on the strings, swaying gently as she played the piano.
Her slightly lowered eyes looking at the strings made it impossible to see the expression in them. One could only see her long eyelashes fluttering gently like butterfly wings, and each flutter seemed to be telling silent words.
As her slender fingertips plucked the strings, a moving sound flowed out from her fingertips, like a stream leaping in the mountains, crisp and pleasant, as if there was a magical power that made the entire rehearsal room quiet down, making people unable to help but breathe lightly.
Just as everyone was immersed in it, a female voice that sounded like the sound of nature sang softly along with the melody:
"Will you remember the diary you wrote yesterday tomorrow?"
"Will you miss you tomorrow, the one who used to cry the most?"
"The teachers can no longer remember you and can't guess the problem."
"I just happened to be flipping through the photos and remembered you, my deskmate."
“…”
The fresh and melodious melody echoed above the rehearsal hall. Shao Jingque's singing was like a spring breeze, blowing through the hearts of everyone present, making them temporarily forget their current troubles and evoking beautiful memories of their youth in their minds.
The tense expressions on everyone's faces relaxed involuntarily, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of their mouths, as if travelers who had been trekking in the desert for a long time had discovered an oasis, which injected long-lost moisture into their dry bodies, making them feel refreshed all over.
Suddenly, another pleasant sound of harmonica rang out, giving people goosebumps.
The more sentimental young man's eyes were quietly red, and he didn't know which little girl from the past he was thinking of.
"The sky was always blue back then, and the days always passed so slowly."
"You always said graduation was a long way off, and now we're all going our separate ways."
"Whoever meets you who is sentimental, whoever comforts you who loves to cry."
"Whoever reads the letter I wrote to you will throw it away to the wind."
“…”
The beauty and regret in Shao Jingque's singing deeply touched the hearts of everyone present. Even Qu Jingyun felt a little dazed unconsciously, and rarely did he make a sound to disrupt the situation.
She recalled the days when she was a girl, running happily in the harvest fields, with a young man behind her, calling her name and laughing as he chased after her...
Secretary Wang, who was full of emotions, had tears in his eyes early on. He even forgot to wipe away the tears and let them flow down the corners of his eyes.
The gentle singing voice, like a story being told, resonated most strongly with everyone's heart, so much so that even after Shao Jingque played the last chord and the last ending note of the melody dissipated in the air, there was still no sound at the scene for a long time.
It was not until Secretary Wang came to his senses, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with a blushing face, and led the applause that a long and enthusiastic applause rang out in the rehearsal room.
Wu Shuang even took the lead in cheering with tears in her eyes, and many people followed suit.
Previously, Tang Yueru’s gorgeous and wonderful performance made them feel amazed and pressured, but at this moment, Shao Jingque’s self-playing and singing made them immersed and moved, and they applauded from the bottom of their hearts!
Tang Yueru was brought back to her senses by the cheers in the rehearsal room. She immediately clenched her fists. The smug smile on her face had long disappeared. Instead, she stared vigilantly at Shao Jingque, who was smiling and thanking everyone in the center of the rehearsal room.
She never thought that Shao Jingque, who had such a bright face, would take this route. It was completely beyond her expectations.
Shao Jingque's powerful expressiveness suddenly made her feel a strong sense of uneasiness in her heart. Her body involuntarily produced a stress response as if encountering a strong opponent, and cold sweat broke out on her palms.
Secretary Wang didn't say anything. He picked up his pen and wrote a big "Excellent" on Shao Jingque's evaluation form. At the same time, he couldn't help feeling sorry for her.
If only Shao Jingque had come back earlier. In his opinion, this song "You, My Deskmate" which he played and sang by himself was no worse than the passionate and unrestrained "The Girl from Tashkurgan". It was even performed with more heart and was more touching. It was fully qualified to be nominated for the first Spring Festival Gala of Beijing TV Station.
It’s a pity that Deputy Director Peng was not there at the time and missed such an unforgettable performance.
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