Just for a fleeting moment.
An absurd idea flashed through Xu Yan's mind.
The originally subtle ripples seemed to connect with other things, meandering away and converging into a turbulent, vast ocean.
It's about Li Xian and Xu Nuo.
Xu Yan had assumed that Li Xian and Xu Nuo had no connection, so she had never considered that possibility. But now, upon closer examination, she realized that there were clues in many places.
Li Xian once saved Nuonuo.
Nuonuo also gave things to Brother Li.
besides…
"Xu Yan, you should try to persuade Brother Li!" Duan San was so anxious that he didn't even care about Luo Chen sitting next to him. He gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Li likes you. He will definitely listen to what you say."
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Chen glanced at him sideways and said with disdain, "Duan Baiyun, I think you might as well die of stupidity."
Duan San, fearing that Xu Yan wouldn't believe him, said, "It's true. Before, when your house was occupied by your grandmother, it was Brother Li who went to find that Shen Jinhong. Also, these past few days, he's been asking me to deliver things to your house every day."
Xu Yan said with a headache, "It's not for me."
Duan San got anxious: "Why isn't it for you? If it's not for you, does that mean it's for Xu Nuo?"
He was just talking nonsense, but Xu Yan's expression turned serious and strange.
After a moment, Duan San stared at their expressions and said weakly, "Really?"
For Xu Nuo?
Duan San was stunned, like a goose. How could this be?
Brother Li doesn't like Xu Yan, he likes Xu Nuo?
Luo Chen, who already knew Li Xian's intentions, remained calm.
"Bang."
A sound came from inside the house, and the three of them rushed to look. They found Li Xianfu lying on the ground, gritting his teeth and panting heavily.
His eyes were full of frustration and helplessness.
I want to be by her side immediately.
But in his current state, even a celestial being couldn't grant his wish.
Li Xian curled his left hand in pain.
…
Xu Nuo only learned on the third day of rehearsals that Liu Meixiang and Liu Chunwei were cousins.
The main reason is that the two look very different, and their styles of doing things are also very different.
Liu Chunwei was like a peacock eager to display its feathers, always wanting to attract everyone's attention.
Logically speaking, such a person would absolutely not be able to stand having someone much more outstanding than themselves around them. Wouldn't that be like finding a benchmark to make themselves look inferior?
But she clung to Chen Minghui quite a bit, a proper little tagalong.
For example, just then, Liu Meixiang mentioned that Xu Nuo could play the piano, and Li Xiaolan was quite surprised: "Nuonuo, you can play the piano?"
Liu Chunwei immediately looked at her with great skepticism and said in a high-pitched voice, "Playing the piano is not like an English book, which you can buy whenever you want and learn whenever you want. When it comes to playing the piano, the most important thing is talent."
Ever since she learned that Xu Nuo was just an ordinary person from a small county, Liu Chunwei has reverted to her arrogant and haughty demeanor.
The piano was indeed a rare item. At that time, the country was still in the stage of revolution and construction, and foreign gadgets were not as common as they are in later years.
Liu Chunwei's words sounded as if she had studied for a long time and was quite talented, and they were sarcastic and insinuating. If Xu Nuo couldn't see that she was targeting her, she would be blind.
The young lady looked at Liu Chunwei with her almond-shaped eyes and smiled, "This comrade whose name I don't know is so knowledgeable, he must be very talented?"
Liu Meixiang scoffed, "What talent does she have? She's never even studied it."
She didn't know her uncle's family situation at all; they were the least capable of all her uncles and cousins, and all they did was boast and brag.
The daughters born to her are exactly the same.
Liu Chunwei was shocked to see that Xu Nuo couldn't even remember her name, and that one sentence from him had left her speechless and her face flushed red.
Sitting next to her, Chen Minghui gently smoothed things over: "Alright, don't be angry about this anymore."
Chen Minghui's words reminded Liu Chunwei, who smiled smugly and pushed Chen Minghui forward: "I can't play, but Sister Hui can, and she plays it very well."
Chen Minghui said embarrassedly, "No, Chunwei, don't talk nonsense."
"How can you say that? I've heard you play the piano, and I dare say it's the best you can play."
Although Liu Meixiang didn't particularly like her cousin, she still had a good impression of Chen Minghui, so she didn't argue with Liu Meixiang anymore and instead took Xu Nuo to the playground of Shanghai University.
The script translation is complete, but Liu Meixiang has a role to rehearse. Xu Nuo happened to be free today, so he accompanied her to the rehearsal.
I've been to Shanghai University several times now, but I was too busy the last few times to explore it properly. Now that I have some free time, Liu Meixiang and I are taking a walk around the school's sports field.
"Nuonuo, don't be angry with Liu Chunwei. That's just how she is. She always wants to argue with people."
Speaking of her cousin, Liu Meixiang felt somewhat troubled.
The two grew up together. Although their relationship wasn't particularly deep, they were related by blood. At first, Liu Meixiang had subtly and overtly advised her to change her temper.
Who knew that Liu Chunwei would blame her for not treating her like an older sister?
Seeing that she couldn't persuade her, Liu Meixiang gradually distanced herself from her and stopped wanting to play with her.
Xu Nuo carefully examined Liu Meixiang, put her hands on her hips, and said, "She really doesn't look like your cousin."
Immature and brainless, more like a minor.
After a short walk, Su Zhao came over to call for people, saying to Liu Meixiang, "It's your turn."
The group then headed towards the rehearsal room.
Su Zhao handed the two of them the soft drinks in his hand: "Have some water."
Seeing that Xu Nuo's fair face was slightly flushed, he asked her, "Are you hot?"
"It's not hot." Xu Nuo shook her head.
Liu Meixiang chuckled to herself, "Comrade Su Zhao, look how sunburnt my face is! Why don't you even ask me if I'm hot? Why do you only look at us fair-skinned, tender, and chubby girls?"
Su Zhao was a little embarrassed, and his handsome face quickly flushed red, whether from the sun or from shyness.
Xu Nuo took a big gulp of soda, squinted her eyes happily, and rolled her eyes at Liu Meixiang in a very pretty way.
Liu Meixiang received the warning, smiled and shook her soda: "Alright, alright, I won't bully this Comrade Su Zhao who didn't see me."
When Liu Chunwei saw Xu Nuo and Su Zhao walk in side by side, she looked away somewhat awkwardly, her shoes shuffling on the ground.
"Xiaowei, what's wrong?"
Liu Chunwei shook her head: "It's okay, Sister Hui, you're amazing. You looked so beautiful on stage just now."
Chen Minghui has never lacked praise since she was a child. She shook her head with a smile: "You just know how to say nice things to coax me."
"No, no, Sister Hui, I'm telling the truth."
Chen Minghui sighed softly, seemingly hesitant to speak. Liu Chunwei tugged at her sleeve: "What's wrong, Sister Hui?"
Chen Minghui's eyes were filled with worry as she pulled Liu Chunwei aside and whispered, "Xiaowei, I have something to tell you. Please don't act impulsively, okay?"
Liu Chunwei felt a little uneasy: "W-what's wrong, Sister Hui?"
"Isn't this your job to announce the foreign language gala? I hope you can spend more time practicing, otherwise I'm worried..."
She stopped, her brows furrowing slightly, as if she couldn't bear to say it.
Liu Chunwei happened to see Li Xiaolan and Xu Nuo talking, and they seemed to be having a very happy time.
Liu Chunwei gritted her teeth: "What? They're going to replace me?"
Fearing she might act impulsively, Chen Minghui reached out and pulled her back, soothing her, "Don't rush, it's not that time yet, but I hope you make more preparations. From my perspective, regardless of whether others are outstanding or not, I hope you can achieve your goal."
These words struck a chord with Liu Chunwei. She looked at Chen Minghui gratefully and whispered, "Sister Hui, you're so kind. Don't worry, I will definitely not let her succeed."
She glanced at Xu Nuo again and saw Su Zhao speaking to her with a gentle and focused gaze.
Liu Chunwei gritted her teeth.
This is what she can't tolerate the most.
Actually, Li Xiaolan wasn't talking to Xu Nuo about hosting the English gala, but rather about the rehearsal for the choral song.
Meixiang said you can also conduct. Do you want to come with me to the next room to watch the rehearsal?
Liu Chunwei, who had already entered, rolled her eyes, thinking to herself that Xu Nuo from this small mountain village was too boastful. She could play the piano and conduct. Did she think she was a musician?
Liu Chunwei, who originally didn't want to go to the choir rehearsal room, took Chen Minghui's hand and said, "Sister Hui, you're going to play accompaniment for the choir, right? I'll go with you."
Before transmigrating into the book, Xu Nuo's mother was a music professor at a university, specializing in classical opera singing. Xu Nuo inherited her good voice and musicality, and also studied piano for more than ten years under her mother's supervision.
A three-part chorus rehearsal was a piece of cake for her.
A good chorus must have a good conductor. When Zhou Yan led the contralto part to the wrong beat for the fourth time, and Chen Minghui's accompaniment was not in sync at all, Xu Nuo felt that their practice was probably a waste of time and effort.
The rehearsal was not going well; the group couldn't even get together, let alone blend in with the piano accompaniment.
Liu Chunwei, who had come along, glanced at Xu Nuo, who was talking to Liu Meixiang, and deliberately said loudly, "Xu Nuo, aren't you good at both piano and conducting? Why don't you help Zhou Yan?"
Liu Meixiang had an inexplicable sense of trust in Xu Nuo, perhaps because Xu Nuo's herbal tea was so amazing that even her grandfather had given it his approval. So she looked at Xu Nuo and said, "Nuonuo, why don't you give it a try?"
After listening to the chaotic chorus all afternoon, Li Xiaolan, as a last resort, looked at Nuonuo and said, "Nuonuo, why don't you give it a try?"
So Xu Nuo was pushed forward.
The choir members stood on the high platform, looking at the incredibly beautiful little girl with varying expressions.
Who is this comrade?
"Are you from the performing arts troupe?"
"She's really good-looking."
"What's the use of being good-looking? Can you sing with your face?"
Zhou Yan had the worst expression. She spoke aggressively, "Comrade, you're not from the cultural troupe, are you? I grew up playing in the troupe with my parents, but I've never seen you before."
Xu Nuo was indeed not, she nodded: "Yes."
"If you're not from the performing arts troupe, what makes you think you can replace me to rehearse for them?"
Li Xiaolan didn't expect Zhou Yan to react so strongly, and quickly said, "Zhou Yan, don't worry, it's not a replacement. I just saw that you weren't in good condition and was worried that you were too tired, so I asked Comrade Xu Nuo to help you out."
Liu Meixiang said, "Yes, yes, Nuonuo came to help."
Zhou Yan said, "But she doesn't understand anything. Isn't it a waste of everyone's time to have someone who doesn't understand anything rehearse?"
Who says she doesn't understand anything?
The spoiled girl was very unhappy. She looked at Zhou Yan and said in her sweet tone, "In the second measure, the contralto part enters on the second half of the beat, but you always go fast. As a result, the mezzo-soprano goes fast and the bass goes fast too, which leads to a big mess in the second section."
Xu Meiyang, who had been standing aside watching the commotion, finally looked up at Xu Nuo after hearing her words.
"Hey student, I get a sore throat when I hit high notes. Do you know how to fix it?"
Actually, you shouldn't ask the conductor about vocal techniques, but Xu Meiyang asked, and Xu Nuo answered. All the doubts turned into surprise when Xu Nuo demonstrated the vocal positions to Xu Meiyang.
Xu Meiyang sang it according to her method: "Um, Comrade Xu Nuo, is it like this?"
Xu Nuo reached out and pressed her stomach, then gently placed her other hand on her Adam's apple, her voice very gentle: "Sister, try pushing with all your might, relax your throat, and let your voice fly out like a parabola."
She had a soft, sweet voice, and Xu Meiyang felt a little embarrassed: "Okay, thank you."
Chen Minghui sat down at the piano, her gaze seemingly calm as she withdrew from Xu Nuo. Just as she was about to begin, Xu Nuo said, "Let's rest the piano for a bit, and then we'll do a solo with just the vocals."
Chen Minghui's smile froze, but her back remained straight as she smiled and said, "Okay."
Those selected for the choir are all pitch-sharp, but most of them have not received professional training. Their vocal placement and breath control are too straightforward. After Xu Nuo's simple explanations and demonstrations, the rehearsal effect has indeed made a qualitative leap.
Li Xiaolan was full of admiration: "Little Nuonuo, you're amazing."
Xu Meiyang said, "Xu Nuo is really amazing. I think your method is more suitable for me."
Xu Nuo, embraced by Li Xiaolan, smiled sweetly and obediently: "Meiyang, you were born with a natural resonance chamber, so you've always sung very well."
Chen Minghui walked over and said sincerely, "Xu Nuo, I didn't expect you to be so amazing. Your conducting is superb, and your singing is also so good."
Xu Nuo didn't really want to get involved with her, so she smiled politely and said, "Thank you."
Liu Meixiang ran over: "Nuonuo, can we go now? Grandpa must be waiting for us to eat."
Upon hearing this, Chen Minghui's brow twitched, and she smiled, saying, "Meixiang, you two have such a good relationship."
Liu Meixiang nodded: "Yes, Nuonuo and I were lovers in our past life, so we hit it off immediately in this life."
Xu Nuo smiled and said, "Let's go, my lover from a past life."
…
At Shanghai Railway Station, a young man in his thirties stood in the crowd, looking around.
The crowd surged around him, and he was jostled around so much that his shoes were stepped on several times.
After looking for a long time without any clue, he couldn't help but complain, "There's not even a photo, how am I supposed to recognize which one is him?"
Suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder, and Lao Hei quickly turned around.
He was somewhat stunned when he saw it.
Somewhat unexpected.
The man was tall and dressed in black clothes, carrying a somewhat worn-out large bag.
His face was cold and hard, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his deep, captivating eyes held an indifferent expression.
If Old Hei hadn't known that the child had spent twenty years in the countryside, he would have almost thought he was some young master or nobleman.
No wonder he's the second young lady's child.
The Ke family.
Ke Chongshan sat on the sofa, listening to his eldest daughter's contemptuous tone: "A country man must be crude and vulgar. Our family will really lose face."
Ke Mei disagreed: "Big sister, how can you say that? Even the Liu family sent a letter to Li Xian. Are we, as family, inferior to them?"
Ke Chongshan's expression was complicated. The Liu family had actually sent a letter to Li Xian in person and even asked Li Xian to work for him.
The Liu family is now at the height of its power, far surpassing the Ke family.
It was for this reason that Ke Chongshan urged Li Xian to return to Shanghai as soon as possible.
If we could use Li Xian as a stepping stone to re-establish relations with the Liu family…
A long crease appeared at the corner of Ke Chongshan's eye.
That would be wonderful.
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