Chapter 162 Bonfire Love Song
"Then I'll try..."
Xie Jingcheng said this, but he actually took a sip without any hesitation.
"That's what I drank!"
Song Qingxing widened her eyes and couldn't help thinking, isn't this an indirect kiss?
"Well, it's quite acceptable as a drink, but the flavor is a bit strong."
After tasting the food, Xie Jingcheng did not forget to give a sharp review.
"Speak more quietly. You have a microphone on your collar. Just say this."
Song Qingxing leaned over completely, her face flushed red, and it was unclear whether it was because of the illumination from the pile of firewood or because she was embarrassed.
After taking a sip of the grape flavor, Xie Jingcheng decisively changed to another flavor. The two of them ate and drank, chatting with each other, and were in a pretty good mood.
Xie Jingcheng did not take the initiative to communicate with the younger generations, and no one would disturb their world of two.
Just when I thought the party was going to end happily tonight, someone brought out a guitar.
After all, the guests this time are not just actors, there are singers, idols, and even former hosts, so it can be said to be diverse.
Although there are many people in the entertainment industry who specialize in acting, those who become popular basically do not just act.
Everyone has some other talents.
The man played a song with his guitar, and the audience sang along and clapped their hands. Everything seemed perfect.
“That sounds really nice.”
Song Qingxing supported her chin with one hand and gave a heartfelt sigh of admiration. Especially after drinking a sip or two of wine, listening to others playing was simply a spiritual cleansing.
"What's so good about this? It's just average."
Xie Jingcheng felt a little unhappy. She hated the little rabbit praising others in front of her, especially when there was a hint of admiration in his eyes.
The possessive desire began to stir again.
So, Xie Jingcheng waved his hand, and the assistant next to him immediately came over attentively, bending over to try his best to avoid being photographed by the camera.
"Xie Jie, what's the matter?"
The other party's attitude was very humble. After all, he was just a life assistant. Song Qingxing was frightened by the male assistant who suddenly approached her. To be honest...
Song Qingxing had never seen such a servile man in her life. The difference between men and women was immediately widened, or even disappeared.
Sure enough, it’s great to be a boss.
Song Qingxing couldn't help but sigh in her heart, whatever she wanted, she could get it.
"Help me get the flute."
"You have it with you, right?"
Xie Jingcheng suddenly wanted this rare thing, and the assistant was stunned for a moment, but then he remembered that he had followed the crew to record a variety show this time.
Assistant Tang Tang had reminded him.
"Jingcheng might need a lot of things, especially when filming a variety show, which is a place to show off her talents, so you should bring her favorite musical instruments."
The male assistant nodded and wiped his sweat.
"Sister Tang, I don't know what the boss likes."
There were so many instruments that he didn't know where to start.
"Usually it would be a flute."
“And guitars and stuff.”
"Jingcheng isn't such an unreasonable person. If you tell her that it's inconvenient to carry it with you, she'll be a little considerate of us working people."
Tang Tang is worthy of being an old man following Xie Jingcheng, and he is very good at guessing the emperor's intentions.
"That's great, thank you Sister Tang. Next time I get my salary, I will definitely treat you to a meal!"
The male assistant was quite considerate, so when he first came this time, he specially brought the guitar and flute that Xie Jingcheng left at home.
Tang Tang had always been a small assistant to Xie Jingcheng. When his predecessors were fired for making various mistakes, his power gradually increased.
But now she also experienced the feeling of serving the king like serving a tiger. However, Tang Tang was a person with meticulous observation, so she could also provide some advice to the new assistants.
She now understood why the most powerful eunuchs in palace fighting dramas could make so much money. When this happened to her, she knew what it meant to experience it firsthand.
However, Tang Tang was not as greedy as those eunuchs. She was happy as long as they treated her to a good meal, even though it was a bit excessive to sell out her boss's weakness.
But the suggestions she made now did resolve the male assistant's urgent problem.
"Yes."
The male assistant's forehead was covered with sweat, but he was thinking in his heart that Tang Tang had guessed it right.
"That's good, bring it here."
Looking at the male assistant's back as he hurried away, Song Qingxing quietly leaned over and moved her chair.
"Xie Jingcheng, I didn't expect you could play the flute?"
Song Qingxing's face was full of surprise.
“I know a lot of things.”
Xie Jingcheng couldn't help laughing. It would be more accurate to say that she had actually laughed many times today, and the corners of her mouth felt a little sore.
"Ever since I was little, I've had to receive a lot of tutoring from home teachers. My parents didn't force me, but other young ladies knew how to do it, and if I didn't, it would be hard for me to fit in."
Xie Jingcheng was telling the truth. In the same class, Xie Jingcheng learned to play musical instruments, ride horses, and shoot arrows, which were all basic social etiquette.
For example, when Song Qingxing was a child, she would play cat's tumble and skipping rope with her classmates.
While the two were chatting, the assistant had already brought over the bag containing the flute. Wrapped in soft cloth, the flute was made of the finest purple bamboo.
The dark purple color looked like black under the firelight. The end of the flute was adorned with a small jade pendant. Song Qingxing looked at it carefully and found that it was actually a very cute kitten.
"Which song do you want to hear?"
The sound of the guitar in the two people's ears has gradually become quieter. It seems that the guest who was showing off his skills has stopped.
Someone still wanted to go on stage, but he obviously noticed Xie Jingcheng, and in order to avoid stealing the limelight after taking a photo, that person did not go on stage for a long time.
"I want to hear your best performance."
Song Qingxing didn't know Zhuzi's repertoire, but that didn't stop her emotional intelligence from shining.
"No, I play the song you like."
Xie Jingcheng thought about it and held the flute horizontally. After a while, the loud flute sound rang in his ears.
The melody of this song is very melodious. It took Song Qingxing a while to realize that it was a solo song she had sung when she was an idol.
The lyrics of the song are very passionate, full of a girl's thoughts, and in the middle of the lyrics she will confess her love to the person she likes.
Song Qingxing sang this song many times when she was an idol, so she had already formed some muscle memory and sang along subconsciously.
"I love you, don't you understand..."
The low singing voice scared Song Qingxing herself. She covered her lips with her index finger and looked at Xie Jingcheng embarrassedly.
However, someone just had excitement in his eyes, but did not stop playing the flute.
Xie Jingcheng closed his eyes and concentrated on playing the piece of music. People say that playing music requires emotion. Xie Jingcheng used to practice music only to meet his parents' expectations.
So when you play, just follow the notes on the score.
But at this moment...
She understood the desire to vent to only one person.
Even if it was just for this one piece of music, the flute that I had been learning since childhood had been perfected.
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