Chapter 062 Choir
In the afternoon, in the bright and clean activity room, the warm sunlight shines through the transparent glass windows on both sides and falls on everyone. The light and shadows fall on the slightly old light-colored wooden floor and the dark green blackboard, swaying and interlacing.
There was a piano in the front, and the performer played a gentle yet powerful melody. The song seemed a little unfamiliar, but its moving charm was undiminished.
The young boys and girls sang along with the melody. Their childish voices were very clear and purely presented the soul of the song, as if they gathered all the beauty and innocence in the world.
After the song was over, everyone looked at the two people standing in front of them with anticipation.
Lin Chiran smiled warmly and applauded their performance, appreciating it very much.
Qu Qinghuan also nodded, with a slightly complicated feeling in his heart. He was naturally aware of the level of the Xingye Choir. Although their skills were not as superb and perfect as those of professionals, they also had their own unique charm.
"This song is called 'Star Leaves', an original song passed down by the choir..."
The two stayed here for a while until the club activities for the day ended. They communicated with Teacher Sun about the wishes of the students and parents, and then got up and prepared to leave.
"Please wait a moment." Teacher Sun suddenly stopped them and said, "There is one more thing..."
Lin Chiran paused, turned around, saw her hesitation, and took the initiative to speak: "If you have any concerns, just tell me."
Teacher Sun paused for a moment and continued, "It's like this. Some of the students' parents have some questions, and I want to confirm with you."
It was a bit difficult to say, so she said with difficulty: "Some parents want to know, if they participate in this recording activity, can their children sign a contract with Shenghuang and become singers..."
After hearing this question, Lin Chiran was stunned.
Before he could answer, Qu Qinghuan spoke first, neatly and decisively: "No."
Lin Chiran looked up at him and said nothing.
Teacher Sun was very ashamed and understood this answer very well. The question itself seemed like a daydream, but he had to ask it because he was kept asking it.
Qu Qinghuan frowned slightly: "If you want to sign a contract, you can submit your own audition as a personal singer." Instead of using the name of a choir.
Teacher Sun nodded: "Okay, I will inform the parents. Thank you for coming here today..."
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After walking some distance away from the school, Lin Chiran spoke up: "You seem to mind a lot." Ever since Teacher Sun from the Xingye Choir asked that question, Qu Qinghuan's face had been not looking good.
Qu Qinghuan casually said, "It's okay."
Lin Chiran turned his head to glance at Qu Qinghuan and changed the subject: "Let's have dinner together tonight?"
"You still remember it." Qu Qinghuan heard that he no longer mentioned this matter, and his tone became much more relaxed: "Have you been to Jiangming Island before?"
Lin Chiran recalled: "I seem to have been here a few years ago. The crabs here are quite famous..." The last time he came was to film a variety show.
Jiangming Island has focused on developing tourism in recent years, and the number of visitors during holidays is quite good. For people in City A, it is a relatively close short-term vacation destination. Every time the crab-eating season comes, many tourists flock here, but now is obviously not the crab-eating season.
"I can't accompany you even if you want to eat." Qu Qinghuan sighed: "I'm allergic to seafood, I can't eat any."
Lin Chi Ran looked at him compassionately: "Are you from Jiangming Island?" Born and raised by the sea, but allergic to seafood, it sounds a bit miserable...
Qu Qinghuan nodded resentfully: "Can you please stop looking at me like that?"
Lin Chiran retracted his gaze, smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, then you choose, Producer Qu."
Qu Qinghuan pointed in a direction: "Turn right three times after exiting this road, and then turn left at the second intersection."
Lin Chiran followed the direction he pointed and stopped in front of a store with a quiet atmosphere.
"Come in." Qu Qinghuan seemed to be very familiar with this restaurant. He asked for a private seat from the waiter and took Lin Chiran to the second floor.
The decoration inside the store is very unique. The main body of the building is made of bamboo and wood. The walls on the side of the stairs are also decorated with elegant calligraphy and paintings. Although they are not works of great masters, they have a unique leisurely and leisurely charm.
Not long after the two of them sat down and ordered their dishes, a man who seemed to be the boss came over in person, and his conversation with Qu Qinghuan sounded very familiar.
"Hey, why did you bring people here today? Aren't you in seclusion?" The boss looked surprised.
Qu Qinghuan had not expected it to turn out like this, and blurted out a few words: "The retreat is suspended."
The boss's eyes were even more surprised: "It's not like you. Shouldn't you be unable to find anyone even if the sky falls?"
How can it be that exaggerated? Qu Qinghuan looked at the boss speechlessly: "Stop talking, get us something to eat quickly. I haven't eaten anything today and I'm starving." He picked up the tea on the table and poured himself a cup to fill his stomach.
The boss laughed at him: "It's already been prepared. Who told you not to eat before? Just wait." After that, he greeted Lin Chiran: "You look familiar, I feel like I've seen you somewhere..."
Lin Chiran smiled and said nothing, but Qu Qinghuan said, "I saw him on TV, SLANT's Lin Chiran." After thinking for a moment, he said, "Didn't you go to his concert before?"
"Oh, it's you!" The boss curiously walked around Lin Chiran and introduced himself in a serious manner: "Hello, my name is Ye Xiao, and I'm Qu Qinghuan's best friend, confidant, and close friend. We are as close as brothers and as close as father and son..."
"Cough! Cough! Cough!" Qu Qinghuan choked on the tea and kept coughing.
Ye Xiao thoughtfully pulled out a tissue for him: "Wipe it off quickly, why are you so excited when I'm just telling you the truth?"
Qu Qinghuan rolled his eyes: "Then just shut up, son."
Lin Chiran was very curious when he saw the two people bickering with each other. It was the first time he saw someone who could choke Qu Qinghuan. He was full of admiration: "The boss is really talented and knowledgeable."
Ye Xiao smiled cheerfully: "This guest, you are so handsome and elegant, and you have a keen eye for talent and a keen eye for detail. I have made this friend today!"
Qu Qinghuan couldn't stand it anymore: "Enough, stop bragging to each other, where is my food, where is my food!" His stomach was protesting strongly, and he didn't have the energy to chat anymore.
"It's still cooking. Have two cold dishes first." After Ye Xiao finished speaking, the waiter brought two plates of exquisite side dishes.
Qu Qinghuan’s eyes went dark: “Forget it.” He picked up the chopsticks, gave up maintaining blood pressure, and focused on blood sugar first.
Lin Chiran had eaten lunch before coming, so he was not in a hurry. He chatted casually with Ye Xiao while waiting for the food to be served.
"Mr. Lin, are you cooperating with this guy now?" Ye Xiao pointed at Qu Qinghuan.
Lin Chiran replied: "Just call me by my name, and we'll make a record together."
"Okay Chi Ran, you can just call me Ye Xiao." Different from Qu Qinghuan who is always complaining about everything, his friend Ye Xiao is a very outgoing and easy to get along with person.
"You just said that Qu Qinghuan was in seclusion?" Lin Chiran remembered this sentence.
"Yes, every time he wants to write a song, he hides on the island, calling it seclusion, and comes to my place for free food and drinks." Ye Xiao didn't lower his voice, not giving Qu Qinghuan any face at all, as if he couldn't feel the glare from the other party, and continued: "Did you just come from his place?"
Lin Chiran shook his head: "We first went to a nearby school and met a choir..."
"Eh?" Ye Xiao raised his voice: "Did you go to meet the Xingye Choir?"
Ye Xiao turned his gaze towards Qu Qinghuan who was eating, and said in a tone full of disbelief: "You actually went to see that choir again..."
Qu Qinghuan's attitude was intriguing. He wiped the corner of his mouth and said slowly, "I didn't say we would never see each other again."
There must be a problem. Lin Chiran recalled what Qu Qinghuan said before he came, saying that Xingye Choir was not suitable. He asked Ye Xiao: "Can you tell me more?"
Ye Xiao looked at Qu Qinghuan, asking for his consent.
"There's nothing to hide." Qu Qinghuan said casually, "The song you heard the choir sing today was written by me."
"Is it "Star Leaves"? " This song is very special and very suitable for the choir, leaving a deep impression on Lin Chiran.
Qu Qinghuan nodded: "When I was in high school, I was a student with a specialty in music. I joined the choir by default. Since I didn't study instrumental and vocal music, I was only responsible for helping out on a daily basis. Later, I thought they sang pretty well, so I wrote a song on a whim."
Ye Xiao teased him, "You sang pretty well there. You were really excited at the time, as if you had discovered the true meaning of life. You were so excited that you had to write a song for the choir."
Qu Qinghuan glanced at Ye Xiao and admitted frankly: "Okay, I appreciated it at that time."
Lin Chiran was curious: "What happened next?" If it was just a song, Ye Xiao would not say such a thing.
"Later, someone in the choir wanted to submit this song to a record company so that the choir could make their debut. I thought it was pointless, so I took back the copyright and withdrew." Qu Qinghuan didn't seem to care much.
Ye Xiao felt sorry for him: "At that time, they acted first and reported to me later. They only told me after I was elected. After the copyright was taken back, my debut was also a failure. Now they blame this guy again."
Lin Chi Ran was silent for a few seconds after hearing this: "So today's question, do you think they are not suitable for debuting?"
Qu Qinghuan smiled, but there was no sarcasm in his words: "What do you think of the level of the Xingye Choir?"
Lin Chiran thought for a moment and said, "The skills are not top-notch, but the highlight is the student's pure attitude towards music, and the emotions he expressed are very moving."
"Yes, when they are trying so hard for fame and fortune, they can no longer sing with that feeling. How can they debut better than professional musicians who have better skills, experience and emotions?" Qu Qinghuan continued, "But now I think they were too young at the time. It doesn't matter if I just let them try. I just don't want to waste my songs."
"But you still care about the choir, otherwise you wouldn't have supported them for a long time." Lin Chiran suddenly said.
Ye Xiao was suspicious: "Support? Qu Qinghuan, when did you sponsor the choir?"
Qu Qinghuan looked a little embarrassed and avoided his gaze: "What kind of funding?"
Lin Chiran said confidently: "The teacher in charge said before that there is an anonymous person who has been sponsoring the choir for a long time. It must be you."
Seeing that he was so sure about it, Qu Qinghuan was also puzzled: "How did you know?" He had never told anyone.
"When your phone and wallet fell into my car, I found a card. The background was exactly the same as the Xingye Choir's activity room. It should be a thank-you postcard made by the choir?" Lin Chiran took out his phone: "Also, I just received a message from the teacher in charge. She said she remembered where she had seen you."
Qu Qinghuan looked at the information displayed by Lin Chiran, and the teacher in charge expressed deep gratitude on behalf of the choir. In the terrible situation of financial shortage and lack of successors, this long-term funding was a timely help and preserved the name of Xingye Choir.
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