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The first few notes fall softly, and after being repeated three times in different tones, the lingering emotions quietly unfold.
It was like he was telling a story, maybe someone else's, maybe his own. He tapped his fingertips again and again, and he seemed to be able to see the words, but they did not form a sentence.
Suddenly the music became cheerful, but those who heard it felt even sadder than before.
Soon the music became melodious again, mixed with joy.
Nan Ke glanced around and thought that she was not the only one who felt like crying. She even saw some people wiping their tears with their heads down.
Most of the audience had sad expressions on their faces, as if they were hit by something and could not move. Then they could only stand there and be hit by the piano sound again and again, retreating step by step.
The person who caused all this was still sitting firmly on the platform, his fingertips flying without stopping.
Quan Xiu looked calm, with no music sheet in front of him, and he looked very composed.
In fact, Nan Ke didn’t know whether his performance was normal or extraordinary. The last time he heard him play the piano, which was the first time, was several years ago.
What does it mean to have a voice that touches people's hearts? I'm afraid this is it.
Although he didn't understand music and could only classify the music he had heard as "good" or "bad" based on his usual preferences, Quan Xiu's song made Nan Ke think of so many things.
There is both past and future in this.
After the last note fell, there was silence for two seconds, and then warm applause broke out in the hall.
Someone walked towards Quan Xiu, but was stopped by the boy who had been following him.
It was at this time that Susu passed by, and Nan Ke realized it belatedly and walked behind Susu.
"It sounds really nice, really."
Su Su smiled brightly and was clapping.
Quan Xiu curved his lips and smiled: "Thank you." He didn't know where to look, so he could only ask: "What do you think, Miss Nan Ke?"
“It sounds good.”
Hearing Nan Ke's voice, Quan Xiu seemed to have let go of something and smiled indifferently.
"As long as you like it."
Su Su raised her eyebrows and shifted her gaze from Quan Xiu to Nan Ke.
She laughed twice: "There are too many people here, Mr. Quan, do you want to communicate with someone who likes you?"
Quan Xiu shook his head slightly: "Please provide me with a place to rest. When Miss Nan Ke is done with her work, I have something to say to her."
Nan Ke took a step forward: "I will now——"
"Okay, no problem, I'll arrange it."
Su Su didn't give Nan Ke a chance to finish her words. "Manta, take them to the lounge." Then she turned to Nan Ke and said, "The media is here. They have some questions for you. Have you memorized the script?"
Nan Ke looked confused. She didn't know what was going on. All her attention was now on Quan Xiu.
This person is either a fairy or he knows some magic.
Nan Ke couldn't help but want to get closer to him.
Su Su pulled Nan Ke in the opposite direction of Quan Xiu and said, "The interview draft I gave you two days ago was filled with the same questions. Aren't you prepared?"
Only after Quan Xiu left did Nan Ke's soul finally return to its place.
"I...read it." She cleared her throat. "I'm ready."
Su Su crossed her arms and stared at Nan Ke as if she saw through everything.
"That's good. When the media arrives, don't talk nonsense. You can throw in a few harmless jokes, but don't overdo it, okay?"
Nan Ke was puzzled: "Didn't you say you were already here?"
Susu rolled her eyes.
"Others may not understand you, but I don't understand you. The way you looked at Quan Xiu just now was as if you wanted to eat him up."
Nan Ke was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed out loud.
This was different from what Susu had expected Nan Ke to react when he was exposed, and it confused her.
"You are sick..."
She spoke in a low voice.
Nan Ke was still laughing: "I don't know why... He... He looks really good when he plays the piano, right?"
Su Su shook her head with a look of dismay.
"Yes, he is very handsome, but, Nan Ke, do you need me to find your boyfriend's phone number for you?"
Nan Ke still looked very excited and only took her words as a joke.
"What are you talking about?"
Su Su rolled her eyes at her. "Although I also think your boyfriend is a bit rigid, but Quan Xiu, his family has a close relationship with your parents. I advise you to be cautious."
Nan Ke followed suit and gave her a cold look, then turned around to greet other guests.
Su Su felt as if she had done something wrong, and it was too late.
She had never seen a person come to life so realistically before, and Nan Ke had finally made her experience it.
Even after the exhibition was confirmed, she didn't look as happy as she does now.
There is always a friendly smile on the corner of his mouth, and he is even willing to do things that he was unwilling to do before.
Dealing among buyers of paintings.
Nan Ke is gentle, polite and kind to others.
She accepted whatever the other party said about her paintings.
...Then after everyone left, I complained to Susu harshly.
“Do you consider yourself a qualified artist?”
The questions asked by the media reporters were somewhat sharp.
"People always think artists should maintain their mystique, or at least stop appearing on variety shows all the time. What do you think?"
"I think the public's view has some truth to it, but an artist... first and foremost, must be a person. If they're referring to me specifically, then I need to clarify. Perhaps I'll participate in variety shows in the future, but so far, I haven't been 'constantly' there. I've only been on one show. If people are getting the impression that I'm always on variety shows, then perhaps it's because the show is too popular."
Nan Ke chuckled: "I'm so sorry."
"You haven't answered the previous question yet. Do you think you are a qualified artist?"
Nan Ke said softly, "Painters, musicians, and various craftsmen can all be called artists, right?"
She smiled and said, "But I don't think I am. I'm just a person who can draw, and someone happens to like my paintings."
By the end of the interview, Nan Ke’s good mood brought by Quan Xiu had mostly dissipated.
Nan Ke complained to Su Su privately: "Did I accidentally offend this interviewer without knowing it?"
Su Su looked through the notes and advised her to be patient: "Her account is just that kind of style. It's probably not targeting you intentionally. She has quite a lot of fans. The more generous you appear, the more people will think you are different from others."
Nan Ke took a sip of lemon juice and disagreed with this statement.
"Are you sure there will be more people who like soft persimmons?"
"Not a pushover, but a decent person. Or rather, the more decent you are, the more disgusting the person asking the question will appear."
Su Su said: "Believe in your ability and use your face well."
Nan Ke was indeed angry, but after thinking about it, he realized that what Su Su said made sense.
She asked, "Has Quan Xiu returned?"
Su Su was silent for two seconds, seemed to be struggling, and finally shook her head at Nan Ke.
"I asked Manta to tell him you were busy today, but he said it was okay, he was fine anyway, and you could just go see him when you have time."
Nan Ke couldn't sit still anymore.
She stood up suddenly.
Su Su seemed to have anticipated this and immediately stood up with her.
“…What are you doing?”
"My battery is exhausted today, and I want to go home. Have I met enough people? Have I been polite enough? Can I get a little reward? For example... leaving get off work early?"
Su Su hesitated to speak.
Nan Ke cried out "Ouch!"
"I know what you want to say. Don't I even have the right to make friends?"
Su Su was silent.
After much hesitation, he finally let her go as Nan Ke wished.
When Nan Ke arrived at the lounge, he heard someone talking. He listened quietly for half a minute before realizing that the other person seemed to be reading the news.
It’s the boy next to Quan Xiu.
She knocked on the door gently, and their eyes "looked" at the same place at the same time.
Nan Ke walked in: "Sorry, I'm a little busy today. I heard you were still waiting for me. Actually, you can go back first. It's too boring to wait here."
"It's okay." Quan Xiu smiled at the source of the voice: "It's not boring, Yan Xuan is reading to me."
Nan Kecai saw a magazine on the table.
"Is Miss Nan Ke done with your work?"
"Just call me by my name."
Nan Ke paused and added, "Sister Nan Nan is also fine, after all, you are younger than me."
interesting……
If Nan Ke saw correctly, Quan Xiu was blushing?
Not only him, but also his assistant Yan Xuan, seemed to have a different expression than before.
"Can I call you Nannan?"
Nan Ke smiled: "Okay."
Quan Xiu smiled and nodded slightly.
"You said you had something to tell me, what was it?"
Nan Ke sat down on the sofa, opposite Quan Xiu and the other man.
Quan Xiu didn't answer her immediately, as if he didn't want to talk about this at this time.
Nan Ke narrowed her eyes. When she sat down, she realized that she was really tired and wanted to lean on the sofa and take a nap.
"You guys chat, I have to make a phone call."
Yan Xuan was very tactful. He said "sorry" to Nan Ke when he stood up. Nan Ke didn't care and shook his head at him.
Nan Ke observed that after hearing the sound of the door closing, Quan Xiu moved his ears.
He was waiting for this moment.
While waiting for the two of them to be alone together.
"Actually, I wanted to ask you, what do you think of the piece I played today?"
Nan Ke was silent for two seconds, and at the same time she could see that Quan Xiu was very nervous when she didn't answer.
“It’s incredible,” she said.
It’s better not to mess with people’s mentality.
After thinking about it, I decided to tell the truth.
The song really made her feel these four words. It was incredible and even made her very curious about the person who played such a song.
"I thought you were just being polite."
"That's exactly what I thought before you came, but things didn't turn out the way I thought. You're great."
Quan Xiu smiled with satisfaction.
It doesn't look like a casual smile between you and me, but it looks like real happiness.
I am so happy that I can’t express it in words.
Nan Ke's mood became cheerful again.
This is the second time today, because of the same person.
It's incredible.
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