Of course they had a pleasant dinner. After seeing off Ouyang Qianran and others, Ling Yinglu was playing chess with Grandpa Ling. Then Grandma Ling told Ling Yinglu about what happened to Huo Yanmei in the afternoon.
"Huo Yanmei?" Ling Yingluo tried hard to recall and said coldly, "I don't know her." It is possible that he has seen her before, but for those unimportant people, Ling Yingluo usually filters them out directly.
"Eat..." After eating one of Ling Yingyue's "soldiers", Mr. Ling stared at the chessboard and said, "Have we cooperated with the Huo family recently?"
"No." Ling Yingluo swallowed up one of Mr. Ling's "cannons" in one step, "The Huo family recently invested in a piece of land and lost 300 million."
"No wonder..." After taking Ling Yingyue's "cannon", Mr. Ling said meaningfully: "The annoying flies should be dealt with cleanly. Don't let those messes disturb the peaceful life of me and your grandmother. By the way, the most important thing is that this matter must not affect Qianran."
When Ling Yingyue heard the old man's last words, a light flashed in his eyes, "I understand." He pushed the chess piece in his hand and said to Old Man Ling: "Checkmate..."
The old man saw that there was no way out, and couldn't help but get a little angry and said, "You kid, don't you know how to respect your grandfather? What's the point of you winning every time?"
Ling Yinglu stood up and said calmly: "I will use my full strength because I respect you." After that, he turned and went upstairs.
"This kid..." Old Master Ling looked at Ling Yingyue who disappeared at the stairs, and said to Grandma Ling who was standing behind him with a smile: "He is much more promising than his father."
Grandma Ling was also relieved and said, "Yes, Yingyue has been smart since she was young, but she is too smart. She has never been as lively as a child. Speaking of which, Yingyue is not old anymore. It's time for her to have a child."
Grandpa Ling waved his hand, "Don't worry, wait another year or two, Qianran will only be 20 years old in a year, and by then, that brat will only be 30 years old. After we get married, we can have two children through surrogacy." Although Grandpa Ling also wanted to have a great-grandson, he also knew that the careers of both Ling Yinglu and Ouyang Qianran were on the rise, and Ling Yinglu was still busy with entertainment affairs. It would be most appropriate to wait until Ling Yinglu finished his entertainment affairs and officially took over the Ling Group before having children.
Ling Yinglu returned to the room, took a shower, and took out a music score from the drawer. He played the piano for a while, then wrote and drew on the music score. After making sure there was no problem, he called Ouyang Qianran.
"I have revised the music score. How about I come to your place tomorrow to try playing it?"
"Have you fixed it? Okay, I'll wait for you at home tomorrow morning." Ouyang Qianran's excited voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Okay, it's late, let's get some rest." Ling Yinglu waited until Ouyang Qianran hung up the phone, then he found another number and dialed it.
"It's me. I'm going to add fuel to the fire of the Huo family's affairs and make those fleas stop as soon as possible."
Standing in front of the French window, Ling Yingluo looked at the back garden covered with snow under the street lights outside the window. Not knowing what he remembered, he raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was as warm as a melting glacier.
The next day, early in the morning, Ling Yinglu came to Ouyang's house. Ouyang Qianran was jogging in the back garden, and then Ling Yinglu came straight towards him.
"Why are you wearing so little?" Ling Yinglu looked at Ouyang Qianran, who was only wearing a winter sportswear and a medium-thick coat, and raised his eyebrows and said, "The temperature dropped by one degree today." He was about to take off his coat but was stopped by Ouyang Qianran.
"No, it's only one degree. I'm sweating now, so I don't feel cold." Although Ouyang Qianran is afraid of cold, as long as he exercises, he will feel hot all over. Therefore, when exercising, even outdoors, he will not wear too thick clothes.
"Okay, I've finished my run too. I must have not had breakfast since I came here so early. Let me go upstairs to take a shower and change clothes, and then come down to have breakfast with you." After Ouyang Qianran and Ling Yingyue entered the house, Ouyang Qianran said to the housekeeper, "Prepare an extra breakfast for him. Oh, by the way, he doesn't eat kelp, so take the kelp out of the kelp and mung bean porridge."
"Yes." The housekeeper smiled as he watched Ouyang Qianran go upstairs, then turned back and said to Ling Yingyue, "Master Ling, please sit down first and wait a moment. The master will be down soon."
"Yeah." Sitting on the sofa, Ling Yingluo saw this morning's newspaper on the table and picked it up to read it.
Before the butler turned around, he glanced at Ling Yinglu again and felt that the young master of the Ling family and his own young master were a perfect match. Moreover, his own young master knew young master Ling's preferences so well, so he thought the two young masters should get along very well.
Ling Yingluo, who was flipping through the newspaper at this time, was not thinking about the newspaper. Instead, he was thinking about Ouyang Qianran's words over and over again, and he couldn't help feeling happy in his heart. It seems that his daughter-in-law has begun to care about him and pay attention to his preferences. This is very good. This is a good start and we should keep up the good work.
After accompanying Ouyang Qianran to finish breakfast, Ling Yinglu immediately went to the piano room with Ouyang Qianran. The two pianos that Ling Yinglu gave were placed in the piano room, and there was also a white piano that Ouyang Yi had been using before.
Of course, the world-famous "Weston" piano worth 20 million US dollars is placed in the center. Ouyang Yi seemed to like this piano very much, so in the past few days since he came back, he has been practicing piano music in the piano room.
"I have modified a section of the music score. I'll play it for you first to see how it goes." After Ling Yingluo handed the modified music score to Ouyang Qianran, he sat in front of the piano, raised his hands with slender fingers, and danced on the black and white piano like a butterfly.
The melodious piano sound like a spiritual spring in the mountains rang out. Ouyang Qianran couldn't help but close his eyes and listen quietly to the moving piano sound.
The piano sound started out as a gentle breeze, then slowly became more and more suppressed and low, like the rhythm before a storm. Suddenly, there was a loud thunder, and a real storm came. The roars struck Ouyang Qianran's heart. Ouyang Qianran couldn't help but open his mouth and hummed softly, responding to Ling Yingyue's piano playing, pushing this song to its climax.
“Pah pah pah…”
After the piano sound stopped, Ouyang Qianran immediately opened his eyes and clapped his hands excitedly, "This adaptation is great, the first part is even more exciting than the previous one. When the time comes, if you play this piano piece at Master Melvin's piano concert, I think you should be able to get Master Melvin's approval."
Recently, Ling Yinglu has been thinking about piano music. His advanced musical skills were not practiced in vain. His ability in piano is no worse than Ouyang Qianran, whose musical skill proficiency has reached 60%. Sometimes, experience is important.
After Ling Yingluo finished filming a movie in Country F, he began to prepare to shoot an inspirational movie about the success story of a blind pianist. For one of the roles in the film, Ling Yingluo wants the world's number one piano master, Master Melvin, to play it. But Master Melvin has never liked acting and has never appeared in any movie. However, Master Melvin seemed to have a very good relationship with Ling Yingyue, so he was embarrassed to refuse openly and proposed that if Ling Yingyue could adapt one of his piano pieces to his satisfaction and get the approval of the audience at his piano concert, then he would agree to let Ling Yingyue star in the movie.
So Ling Yinglu, who had just finished his company affairs during this period, started to busy himself with piano music again. Time was a bit tight because Master Melvin's piano concert would be held in more than ten days, so Ling Yinglu didn't have much time left.
Ling Yingyue said, "It's not enough. There are still some small flaws in the processing of the second half." Thinking of the problem he encountered when playing just now, Ling Yingyue pursed his lips, "I always feel that there is something missing at the end."
What's missing? Seeing Ling Yingyue deep in thought, Ouyang Qianran suddenly had an idea. He sat down next to Ling Yingyue and placed his hands on the piano keys. "I'll play it for you. How about you listen?"
"Okay." Ling Yinglu moved slightly to give the biggest spot to Ouyang Qianran, but did not stand up.
Ouyang Qianran's hands began to dance on the piano keys. Every syllable and every tune seemed to be exactly the same as what Ling Yingluo had just played. The most important thing was that he didn't even look at the music score. It seemed that he had memorized all the melodies when Ling Yingluo played just now and copied them perfectly.
When the music came to an end, the originally stormy piano sound suddenly changed, and instantly seemed to become a gentle breeze, blowing gently, like a feather, brushing across the hearts of the listeners.
"How is it?" Ouyang Qianran turned his head to look at Ling Yinglu beside him.
Surprise was revealed in his deep pupils, and a faint smile appeared on Ling Yingyue's stern face, "Very good, that's the feeling."
It is exactly what Ling Yinglui wants. If Ling Yinglui were allowed to adapt it himself, it would definitely be possible within the specified time. But for some reason, Ling Yingluo just wanted to discuss and adapt this piano piece with Ouyang Qianran. He wanted to see whether he and Ouyang Qianran were compatible not only in acting but also in music.
Now it seems that it was true. Ouyang Qianran was the most compatible person for him in every aspect.
"Are you interested in playing four-hand duet?" Ling Yinglu also placed both hands on the piano keys and looked at Ouyang Qianran with a faint smile. Ever since he'd been with Ouyang Qianran, he'd unconsciously been smiling more often, and it seemed like he didn't even notice.
Four hands piano? Ouyang Qianran was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Okay." He also wanted to see if he and Ling Yingyue could play the piano in harmony for the first time.
The melodious piano sound rang out again in the piano room. Ouyang Qianran and Ling Yinglu's hands kept interlacing on the black and white piano keys. The sounds became more and more harmonious, and in the end they seemed to have merged together. A breeze blew in from the window, lifting the white curtains. The warm sunlight also sneaked in from the window and sprinkled on the two of them, covering them with a layer of golden light.
The shadows of the arrogant and stern young man and the cold and handsome boy intersected. Their hands danced in tacit understanding, their eyes met, and they smiled at each other. A faint warmth accompanied by the pleasant sound of the piano continued to spread in the room in the early morning.
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