Chen Jing was in a low mood, not as excited as she was when she heard the sound.
"Mei, what song is that?" Ye Qingyin didn't believe Gao Shengmei's words. It wasn't like she saw something from a fairy tale, so how could she possibly drop her eyes? "When Jing was still in kindergarten, she heard a music concert. It was a salon held by a professor who had studied abroad in his home. We Jing listened very attentively."
If it weren't for the cultural reform, Chen Jing would have had the opportunity to learn piano from a professor at the music college.
As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Jing burst into tears again: "Mom, that piano is Professor Xie's piano!"
Jiang Yun and Gao Shengmei looked at each other and sat down to listen to the story at the same time.
Ye Qingyin was very surprised. It had been at least ten years since that salon. "Jing, you recognized it as Professor Xie's piano? Why didn't you notice it last time?"
Chen Jing sobbed and cried, "When Sister Yun was playing Liuyang River, the pitch of one key was half a tone off. Professor Xie had corrected that before."
This time it was Jiang Jun's turn to be surprised: "Jing, you have a really good memory!"
There was indeed a key on that piano that was pitched half a degree lower. When playing fast-paced or passionate music, Jiang Jun handled it quite skillfully, and most people couldn't hear it. Moreover, when she was improvising with accompaniment, she would try to avoid that key.
But what was there to cry about? Did something happen to Professor Xie? Was that why Chen Jing was so moved by the scene?
As expected, Ye Qingyin sighed in a low voice, "Alas! I haven't heard from Professor Xie in several years."
Because Professor Xie's identity was too sensitive, no one dared to inquire about him after the incident, and now no one knows whether he is dead or alive.
Jiang Jun glanced at Chen Jing, thought for a moment, and asked, "Aunt Ye, is there anyone else from Professor Xie's family abroad?"
Ye Qingyin shook her head. "I don't know much else. I just heard that when Professor Xie was first imprisoned, his only son committed suicide by jumping off a building, and his daughter-in-law and grandson secretly ran away to Hong Kong City. Anyway, this story has been spread around, and I don't know if it's true or not."
Jiang Jun asked curiously, "How old is Professor Xie's grandson?"
Ye Qingyin remembered it very clearly: "He was two years older than our Jing, and he played the piano so well, a true genius! We all called him a child prodigy! If he had really gone abroad and found his relatives there, he might have been admitted to a music college by now. What a pity, because our Jing also loved the piano at that time."
Jiang Jun exclaimed, "If you start playing the piano at the age of six or seven, and have a famous teacher to teach you, and continue playing without interruption, you can even participate in the Liszt Piano Competition."
Chen Jing held back his tears and interrupted, "It's the Chopin International Piano Competition! Next year will be the 9th competition!"
In the 1970s, there was no Liszt International Youth Piano Competition. Jiang Jun must have misremembered it: "Oh, right! It's the Chopin International Piano Competition! I think there's also the Hua Rang Prize!"
Gao Shengmei was extremely surprised: "There are Chinese people here? That's amazing! I thought all the piano players were foreigners!"
Jiang Jun wrinkled his nose and glared at him: "Who are you, the foreign devil?"
Gao Shengmei laughed: "Oh, I forgot about you!"
Jiang Jun shook his head slightly. "With my level, I'm not even qualified to register for the competition! Right, Jing?"
Chen Jing said with a heavy nasal voice: "Well, Xie Lang's goal is to become the second Chinese to win the award!"
At this point, Jiang Jun was almost certain that Chen Jing's mood changes were related to Xie Lang.
Not long after, Chen Zhong came back, and the family had dinner and chatted happily, but no one mentioned the piano again.
After dinner, Jiang Yun was dragged back to Gao's house by Gao Shengmei to wind a ball of wool - Gao Shengmei's colleague bought five kilograms of wool for her, filling up a travel bag - and they took advantage of the rare opportunity to meet to chat and discuss the style of the sweater.
Gao Shengmei held up her arm as a support pole, using her imagination to make up a story: "Jiang, does Jing like Professor Xie's grandson? Why do I feel like these two children are childhood sweethearts who were separated by the Queen Mother?"
Jiang Jun found it hilarious: "You're such a good storyteller! Didn't you listen to Aunt Ye? Jing was still in kindergarten at the time! Xie was only two years older than her, and was either in the last year of kindergarten or first grade. How could two children be separated? You're exaggerating!"
Gao Shengmei chuckled: "I've been staring at Jingguang the whole time. What's on her mind is definitely not simple! How about you find a way to ask her?"
Jiang Jun wasn't interested: "I don't want to ask. Aunt Ye is very protective of Chen Jing. If she doesn't want to be with me, she'll think I'm meddling."
Gao Shengmei wanted to know: "I'm studying screenwriting recently! I think this is a good subject, can you help me ask?"
Suicide and smuggling are both extremely sensitive words. If they were written into the script, it would absolutely be shocking!
Jiang Jun seemed to have discovered a new world: "Director Gao, you want to be a screenwriter? When will you become a producer?"
Gao Shengmei suddenly stood up and moved closer to Jiang Jun, lowering her voice. "Jiang, I got a lot of smuggled films when I went to the south this time. When you have time, we can watch them together. You have no idea, the themes of those films are so diverse. I just heard that Professor Xie's grandson smuggled out, and I can't wait to swim out and learn how to make movies!"
Jiang Jun raised an eyebrow: "You dare to bring it back?"
Gao Shengmei said proudly, "It's a whole truckload! I brought it back secretly, mixed it in with the props. I didn't dare let anyone else know. I was the one who personally supervised the unloading."
Jiang Jun shook his head. "You're so brave! Aren't you afraid of being checked on the road?"
Gao Shengmei was fearless: "Who dares to touch the military vehicle!"
Jiang Jun was curious about something else: "What other smuggled goods are there?"
Gao Shengmei raised her chin towards the wooden cabinet in the living room and said, "Do you see what's inside?"
Behind the glass door of the cabinet was the most advanced device of the era, which had not yet become popular in society: a tape recorder!
"! Let me listen to it!" Jiang Jun was stunned. This kind of antique must be collected well, it will be very valuable in the future!
Gao Shengmei waved her hand. "I can't listen to it now. There are only two tapes. They're from the Americans and they're very noisy. They're in my prop boxes. The wooden frames haven't been removed yet. I'll bring them back to you next time I go home."
Jiang Jun wanted to hear it urgently: "Call me anytime and tell me!"
The earliest disco music was actually quite nice, but unfortunately, after decades, it has become difficult to find the original soundtracks of many musical works.
Chen Jing couldn't sit still at home, so she ran to Gao's house to find Jiang Yun: "Sister Yun, please teach me how to play the piano!"
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