Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 1058 1058. Chinese Week (44)

While enjoying the show, Dong Qiangqiang not only actively led the applause and whistles, but also continued to look for his girlfriend in the crowd. However, Du Lan seemed to have disappeared out of thin air and never appeared again. Dong Qiangqiang suspected that he had indeed recognized the wrong person, so he turned his attention back to the cheongsam show.

The flashes of the cameras in the hands of the reporters flickered like snowflakes. Although the girls all felt their heartbeats speed up, dizziness and other discomforts at the beginning, after the audience gave them encouragement and applause, their confidence grew quickly like bamboo shoots after rain. Although the moss was slippery and the spring rain was blowing on their faces, the girls became more energetic and motivated. Not only did they walk steadily, but they also managed their facial expressions more and more. They smiled when they should smile and remained cool when they should be cool. The models who finished walking first did not leave immediately after walking, but took the initiative to quickly share the problems and experiences they encountered during the walk with the models who had not yet entered the stage.

As the saying goes, success comes from self-confidence, and success promotes more self-confidence.

What was amazing was that, with the girls fully demonstrating their spirit of mentoring and God’s blessing, not a single girl fell after the first two rounds (some sprained their ankles), which was much better than the performance in the rehearsal. The girls were also very excited, and only the girl who had voluntarily withdrawn was a little sad.

When all the models in the second round walked back to the top of the high steps and no new models walked down, Dong Qiangqiang knew that it was time for the intermission. According to the initial plan, theoretically, the cheongsam show would be over after two more rounds. If the level of the first two rounds could be maintained, today's cheongsam show could definitely be considered a success.

According to the plan, there were four rounds of the cheongsam fashion show. The performer for the prelude and the first round was the same person, and there was one person for each of the next three rounds. But for some reason, until the end of the second round, it was only He Yangjin sitting in the studio and concentrating on playing from beginning to end.

He Yangjin did not seem to notice that the models had already left. Her eyes were always fixed on the zither. Her long wet hair lay obediently on both sides of her rosy cheeks. Her delicate hands danced gracefully and her skirt fluttered. The green color of her Hanfu seemed brighter and deeper than before the performance. It was hard to tell whether it was sweat or rain that wet her dress.

The large clusters of black rain clouds in the sky dispersed as if swept by the breeze when the pleasant and pleasing zither music gradually died down, and the sunlight that had been hiding for a long time was cast onto the vast earth like a sharp sword.

He Yangjin stood up slowly, bowed again to the audience, and while enjoying the applause, she walked up the stairs holding her skirt, apparently wanting to rest for a while.

Dong Qiangqiang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. It seemed that He Yangjin did not intend to sing all the songs by himself, so the songs for the third round of the show must be played by other people.

Noticing the rain stopping, the clouds clearing and the sun rising, the foreign girls put away their umbrellas and hurried to enjoy the sunshine which might be fleeting. After all, the rain here can start at any time. Dong Qiangqiang seized the opportunity and quickly turned his gaze towards the surging crowd again, hoping to find Du Lan among them.

Just when the dark green He Yangjin was one step away from the top of the high stairs, a ball of indigo appeared in front of her. Just as it was about to collide with He Yangjin who was walking up, He Yangjin stopped.

Hearing Indigo greeting her, the watery He Yangjin didn't seem surprised. She responded with a satisfied and happy smile on her face. While smiling, she stretched out her slender jade hand to the other party, as if inviting or showing off something.

Dong Qiangqiang was still concentrating on finding someone in the crowd. He noticed the two people's encounter but didn't care. He thought that person was the performer of the next piece of music. He Yangjin was exchanging performance experience with him, so his eyes just glanced at him without paying attention to his appearance. He only noticed that his black hair was like a waterfall, faintly glowing red under the strong light. He didn't wear any ornaments on his head. There was a ring made of hair on each ear, and two strands of black hair naturally fell from his temples to his chest. Although he and He Yangjin were wearing the same ancient clothes, they were not Hanfu, but wide sleeves, tied with a belt that glowed golden in the sun, which looked very much like the clothes of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period that he saw in children's books when he was a child. Although they were not as slim and regular as Hanfu, they had a natural heavy and majestic texture.

The girl continued to walk towards the guzheng. He Yangjin seemed to say something behind her. While speaking, she waved her hand in the air in the direction of Dong Qiangqiang, intentionally or unintentionally. The girl seemed to be amused by what she said. She covered her mouth with her hands and smiled. Although she kept walking, she turned her head towards Dong Qiangqiang.

  Dong Qiangqiang felt that the other person looked familiar at first glance, but the makeup on her face was too thick, so he didn't react for a while. After looking at her for a few more times, he thought he was dazzled and rubbed his eyes hard to make sure that he was not seeing things. Several questions suddenly popped up in his mind: When did she return to Germany? Why did she go to Trier again? Why didn't she tell him in advance?

"Tong Lele?" He put his hands to his mouth and shouted at the other person.

Tong Lele had already sat down next to the guzheng and started plucking the strings, as if warming up her fingers. The two were too far apart, the surroundings were noisy, and she was concentrating on picking up the guzheng, so she didn't respond to Dong Qiangqiang's call.

Dong Qiangqiang didn't expect Tong Lele to suddenly show up at the special conference. Suddenly, He Yangjin's words from yesterday's dinner popped up in his mind. He then understood why He Yangjin made him feel a little strange during the dinner. It turned out that she had known that Tong Lele was going back to China. Thinking about it again, could it be that the person he saw in the library just now was not Du Lan, but Tong Lele? No wonder there was no trace of Du Lan.

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but walk towards Tong Lele, moving left and right in the crowded crowd while looking at her from afar. After recognizing Tong Lele, he felt that Tong Lele's style matched her temperament. Compared with Tong Lele, He Yangjin suddenly looked like a beautiful girl from a small family.

Just when he was still some distance away from Tong Lele, Zheng Chunhua's loud mezzo-soprano voice resounded throughout the venue again, and the second half of the cheongsam show began.

Dong Qiangqiang was just about to listen to the song that the Smurf-like Tong Lele was about to play when he felt a vibration in his hand: someone was calling him. He just raised his hand and someone behind him gently pulled his arm. He turned around and saw that it was Jiang Tiange, the girl he had just met yesterday.

"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?" Dong Qiangqiang turned around and pressed the answer button while speaking, asking two people at the same time.

"Oh, I'm fine. It's just a coincidence that you're here to see the show too?" The girl opposite greeted with a smile. Her eyes were curved like the crescent moons on the fifth and sixth days of the lunar new year. There were two cute dimples on the sides of her mouth. Like He Yangjin, she was also wearing Hanfu, but this time it was an elegant light blue.

As soon as the person on the phone opened his mouth, one could hear the resentment in the voice, which formed a sharp contrast with the happiness and sunshine on the other end.

"Dong Qiangqiang, if I don't call you, when are you going to contact me?"

Liao Cheng waited patiently for two days but received no return call from Dong Qiangqiang. Finally, he couldn't help it and took the initiative to call. After all, it was a money-making matter. Delaying for one more day might result in a lot of lost earnings. This was intolerable.

"Oh, you have a phone call? Then you go ahead and we'll talk later." Seeing this, the girl waved at him considerately, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

"Oh, you're talking about opening a stock trading account." Dong Qiangqiang heard the other party's voice and then he remembered that a few nights ago he seemed to have promised Liao Cheng to contact him later, but he got busy and forgot about it completely.

Before Liao Cheng could open his mouth, the crowd around Dong Qiangqiang suddenly burst into praises.

"Wow! That girl is so pretty!"

Dong Qiangqiang turned around curiously and looked up, then was stunned.