The move to Bijing was smooth. The moving company made the job easy. All they had to do was move the piano.
But this piano was difficult to move. Qu Lingyuan was afraid that it would be bumped or damaged, so she gave many instructions and warnings, like an old nanny.
"Just be quiet for a while." Bai Zisu pulled her aside to make way for the moving company.
For this piano, Bai Zisu specially cleared out an empty room on the second floor. The floor-to-ceiling windows faced south, providing excellent lighting.
This was originally a study, but he even threw away the bookshelf, leaving nothing here except Qu Lingyuan's precious piano.
"Actually, that's not necessary..." Qu Lingyuan looked at the bookshelf thrown out by the moving company with a stiff expression.
"It's still necessary." Bai Zisu didn't care about these bookshelves. They were useless anyway. All his books were in the bedroom.
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After moving here, Qu Lingyuan reported to Qinyun starting from Monday.
Jingzhou Hospital and Bijing Community are on the same street, and Qinyun is exactly in the middle of the two places, so Bai Zisu always goes to send Qu Lingyuan to class before going to work.
Chu Wenyu never hesitates to give praise, and Qu Lingyuan's talent is indeed worthy of praise.
She was not in a hurry to teach anything, but asked Qu Lingyuan to complete the previous song first.
On the day of dinner, Wei Meng heard the place where Qu Lingyuan was learning the piano, so he quietly came over, hid at the door, and watched Qu Lingyuan practice the piano.
Not many people can reach level ten in piano. Wei Meng is also level eight, but she couldn't tell what piece Qu Lingyuan was playing.
Only her silhouette could be seen at the door, and she seemed to be holding a pen and making corrections in a notebook.
So this is a song you composed yourself?
Wei Meng's heart beat faster and he squatted outside Qinyun for quite some time.
Judging from the sound of the piano in the room, the song should have been finished.
Chu Wenyu called out from the inner room, "Lingyuan, come here."
"Coming." Qu Lingyuan responded, put down the notebook in her hand and walked into the room.
Seeing Qu Lingyuan leave, Wei Meng bravely entered the music store.
Chu Wenyu did not install surveillance cameras in the music store because there were always people in the lobby. This time he called Qu Lingyuan away because he heard that she had almost finished arranging the music, so he called her over to ask for details.
Wei Meng glanced through the notebook and found many marks of corrections, as well as a complete version that had been sorted out.
There was a glimmer in her eyes; it was indeed a newly composed piece of music.
Not knowing how long Qu Lingyuan would stay indoors, she hurriedly took a photo of the complete piano score she had copied and left the music store.
Qu Lingyuan was only away for a few minutes, which was enough time for Wei Meng to slip away.
She had already observed that there was no surveillance, so she felt free and her steps were light and brisk.
I flipped through the photos of the music scores saved on my phone, gloating.
When it comes to songs, whoever publishes them first owns them, and anything that comes out later is plagiarism.
She has sufficient piano skills and can hear the excellence of this song.
Jealousy is inevitable, but Wei Meng becomes extremely excited when he thinks that all the achievements of Qu Lingyuan's hard work will be attributed to him.
After returning to the piano from Teacher Chu Wenyu's lounge, Qu Lingyuan looked at the notebook on the piano thoughtfully.
Teacher Chu Wenyu just said that with her talent for this piece of music, it would be a better choice for her to become a disciple. Once she has mastered it thoroughly, she can use it as a stepping stone to gain entry.
During this period, Chu Wenyu was responsible for guiding her on how to bring out the best of this song.
After finishing a day's classes, Qu Lingyuan was not in a hurry to go home. She continued to stay in the music store to practice new songs, waiting for Bai Zisu to pick her up.
This has become an unspoken agreement between the two.
After strolling back home, without even having dinner, Qu Lingyuan excitedly dragged Bai Zisu to the piano.
She sat on the stool and took out the organized music score.
"My own, the first song." Her eyes were bright, and her whole body was filled with rare vitality.
Seeing that Qu Lingyuan specifically asked him to come and listen, Bai Zisu silently took out his mobile phone and recorded the video.
Every time she raised her hands, she was so graceful.
The sound of the piano is like a dream, real and fake, and the melody dances gracefully between its beginning and end.
Bai Zisu's mind drifted far away as he listened.
Even though he doesn't know much about music, he can still hear the emotions hidden in the melody.
She is about to break out of her cocoon and is ready to move.
Pulling her fingers away from the last note, Qu Lingyuan looked expectantly at Bai Zisu, who was leaning against the wall with his phone in hand.
"How about it?"
Bai Zisu recovered and pressed the pause button on the video. His thumb almost hit her face, and he said something inappropriate: "I never thought that the hands you use for fighting could also write music."
Qu Lingyuan instantly reverted to her former violent schoolgirl self: "I'll beat you to death?"
For dinner, Bai Zisu ordered a big meal from a seafood restaurant and had it delivered home.
"What are you doing?"
Qu Lingyuan carried a pile of packaging boxes from the door to the restaurant, not knowing what was going on.
"To celebrate your success."
"What's there to celebrate? We haven't succeeded yet." She lowered her head to unpack the box, muttering softly.
As a result, I ate more than anyone else.
The two of them were having a lively meal, but Wei Meng was the only one sitting alone at the main seat at the square table.
The exquisite meal in front of her was almost cold, and she had no appetite.
"Miss, have a couple of bites." Aunt Zhang, who was asked by President Wei to take care of Wei Meng, took the chopsticks and handed them to Wei Meng.
Wei Meng frowned, took the chopsticks and threw them on the table in annoyance.
"I don't want to eat."
She jumped up from her chair and stomped up the stairs.
Today is her birthday, but neither her parents are home.
Socializing, socializing!
In previous years, she would call Bai Zisu at this time, but when she tried to call him today, she heard that the other party's phone was turned off.
It must have been that woman Qu Lingyuan who instigated this.
Staring at the copied music score in his hand, Wei Meng clenched his fist, his trimmed nails almost sinking into his palm.
Qu Lingyuan must be having dinner with Bai Zisu now, right?
I really want to tear up this paper.
After clenching her fist for a long time, she finally suppressed the impulse.
This thing could deal a big blow to the vixen, how could she really bear to tear it off.
After taking a deep breath, Wei Meng walked to the piano room and started practicing.
It’s not that Bai Zisu didn’t want to pay attention to her, but when Wei Meng called him in the afternoon, he had an operation and his phone was turned off.
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