Tu Nian listened while playing with the water bottle in his hand. The half-filled bottle of water swayed back and forth, and when the bottle was moved to the position of the stage spotlight, some bright, scale-like water droplets appeared.
She squinted her eyes at the dancing water droplets that she couldn't catch. When the two of them almost thought she wasn't going to respond, Tu Nian spoke up, "Instead of thinking so much, you might as well focus on how to sign the contract with Erxi."
Yu Tianhe was stunned when he heard this. He looked at Liu Jin and found that Liu Jin was also stunned. He then withdrew his gaze and smiled self-deprecatingly.
He said: "Liu Jin is my friend who I have played with since childhood. Although we both like this circle and have some insights in this area, we have never thought that we can really make a living from it.
Being selected by the second drama was actually beyond our expectations. If we really wanted to continue to fight for that contract, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to get it."
Tu Nian continued to look at the sparkle in the bottle and replied, "I'm not sure about other aspects, but judging by your keyboard skills, you two are outstanding. The Second Opera didn't say they would only select one person for this performance, so maybe you two will get a chance."
Yu Tianhe's smile grew even more bitter. He shook his head and said, "Looking at you, you probably don't participate in the affairs of the circle very often. I looked around and saw who is participating in this performance?"
"No matter who it is, it can't bother me." Tu Nian put the bottle down and turned to look at Yu Tianhe: "I have signed this contract." After that, she carried the half bottle of water and walked towards the sound engineer backstage.
Yu Tianhe looked at Tu Nian's leaving back and pursed his lips gently.
"Brother." Liu Jin's voice broke the silence between the two.
Hearing Liu Jin calling him, Yu Tianhe retracted his gaze, smiled at Liu Jin, and replied loudly: "What's wrong?"
Liu Jin looked at Yu Tianhe's smiling face and hesitated for a while, then finally asked, "Are you okay?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Tianhe launched a punch. Liu Jin didn't react for a moment and took the punch head-on. The next moment, he stood up with a bang, and just as he lowered his hand covering his arm, he swung back with a punch: "Fuck, are you sick?" After the punch, Liu Jin's aura was full, and his previous cautious look was gone.
Yu Tianhe barely dodged the punch, then with a playful smile, he put his arm around Liu Jin's shoulders, tucked his head under his armpit and rubbed it: "Let's go, play the piano!"
Yu Tianhe knew that a musician's ability determined the height of his stage, and with his current ability, at least the stage that Tu Nian mentioned did not belong to him yet.
Busyness dominated the night's atmosphere at Yaoguang Plaza, with staff scrambling to coordinate operations between various departments in order to achieve the best possible performance for tomorrow's performance. On the main stage, the various makeshift bands also engaged in discussions to iron out any kinks in their coordination.
At ten o'clock sharp, all processes were completed.
The staff made a final check of the equipment to ensure that there would be no problems during tomorrow's performance. The musicians and lead singer said goodbye and prepared to go home.
Tomorrow's performance officially begins at 7:30 p.m. Tonight's rest will directly affect everyone's state during tomorrow's performance, so no matter how many problems they have not yet solved, they can only wait until they meet tomorrow to discuss them.
Tu Nian also said goodbye to Yu Tianhe and Liu Jin, then turned and walked towards her motorcycle.
It was past ten o'clock and there were still many people lingering in Yaoguang Square.
The direction towards the stage has been completely blocked, and no one is allowed to enter except staff and actors, but some fans still tried their best to get closer to that side. In the time that Tu Nian was walking back, he had already met several of them.
After picking up the car, Tu Nian put on her helmet and was about to start the engine when a phone call came in, forcing her to take off her helmet again. She glanced at the number and saw it was an unfamiliar number. Tu Nian thought about it and realized that she didn't recognize it.
After picking up the phone, before Tu Nian could say "Hello", the person on the other end had already spoken.
"Remember the solo I told you about?" It was Bo Qiu.
Just as Tu Nian realized it was his voice, before she could even think about how he knew her number, she heard him continue, "I'm not very satisfied with the original choice of singer for that song. Can you rearrange it and sing it tomorrow? Is that okay?"
Tu Nian did not answer. Her hand holding the phone was shaking a little. She opened her mouth several times but could not say anything.
Bo Qiu waited for a while on the other end of the phone. Seeing that she didn't respond, he thought she didn't hear him clearly. So he asked again, "Is there a problem?"
"No problem!" Tu Nian said suddenly.
Afterwards, she immediately hung up the phone as if she was afraid that Bo Qiu would go back on his word.
After a brief pause, Tu Nian quickly put on her helmet, got in her car, and rushed back to her apartment. By the time she sat down at the table, there were less than 24 hours until 7:30 tomorrow.
A full can of mineral water lay at her feet. She took out a bottle, unscrewed it, and placed it on the table. She took a sip and immediately began composing the music from scratch, meticulously.
The night was as dark as ink, with only moonlight and a light from her window, one white and one yellow, glowing faintly in the night.
To her, the night was as short as a flash, and the day seemed to have passed in the blink of an eye. Soon, only two hours remained until 7:30 pm.
Tu Nian held her exhausted body together, not daring to relax. She wrote down the last section of the performance piece on her computer, and only then did she finally stretch herself with a sense of relief.
Finally finished. This day and night, after all, was not in vain.
Tu Nian leaned back in her chair, staring blankly at the melody on the screen. Suddenly, she jumped up from her chair and slumped back to the table, flipping through the music sheet like a madman from beginning to end. It was not until she finished reading it for the third time that a glimmer of the afterglow from the window reflected in her almost dull eyes.
Tu Nian let out a long sigh and collapsed completely into the chair.
"Yuwen Yiyi," Tu Nian gathered all her strength and spoke, but a sound similar to a groan came out. When this sound reached her ears, even she was a little surprised.
So she cleared her throat quickly and continued, "I've finished writing."
The voice still sounded a little tired, but it was much better than the previous one.
After Tu Nian finished speaking, she wanted to reach for a bottle of water at her feet, but a slender hand handed the water to her first.
"My dear aunt, you finally spoke up. I've been sitting here doing nothing all day and I'm about to get mad."
Yu Wen complained one by one, but his eyes were full of heartache when he looked at Tu Nian.
She came running in early in the morning with breakfast, intending to comfort Tu Nian who was feeling melancholy and sad because of Bo Qiu a few days ago. However, she didn't expect that as soon as the door opened, this person said "urgent" to her and left her on the small broken bed. Until just now, they hadn't said a word.
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