the longest dream

Chapter 19 "The Big Sky"

"Thank you."

When Sun Yuehe went to change clothes happily, Zhang Qing looked at Qi Juan and said.

Qi Juan raised her eyebrows and said with a smug smile, "It's a small thing."

Liu Shanshan said with "yin and yang strangeness": "It's really a trivial matter, a pretty Huang Rong from Peach Blossom Island, and a silly Guo Jing from the northwest desert."

Qi Juan said with a smile: "You really misunderstood this."

"How to say?"

Liu Shanshan laughed.

Qi Juan reminded: "There are not only Guo Jing from the northwest, but also Ouyang Ke. Do you think Guo Jing can write a bestseller?"

Liu Shanshan laughed loudly and said, "Yes, yes, Zhang Qing is Ouyang Ke! Hey, that's not right, Ouyang Ke even went to Peach Blossom Island to propose marriage. Zhang Qing, why don't you try?"

Zhang Qing would also joke, saying: "I'm afraid her father will beat me to death with the palm of the hand."

"puff!"

Qi Juan said with a smile: "If you dare to go, you may not be killed."

Zhang Qing shook his head calmly: "If I were Uncle Qi, I would beat him to death."

Liu Shanshan looked at Zhang Qing with admiration and said, "I have seen you as the only boy who has been with Juanzi for so long and can remain calm and unmoved."

Qi Juan scolded with a smile: "What are you talking about, you're making me sound like a promiscuous slut."

Liu Shanshan hurriedly explained: "I mean they are tempted to chase you, not that you are tempted."

Qi Juan scolded with a smile: "Bullshit, it doesn't mean the same thing. I don't play tricks, how can others be tempted?"

Liu Shanshan was rarely serious, looked at Zhang Qing and said: "Although Qi Juan is usually enthusiastic and willing to help her classmates and friends, she just clicks on it and does it with little effort. It's only for you."

Zhang Qing nodded, Qi Juan said "Hey", and asked with a smile, "How do you feel when you hear such words?"

After Zhang Qing thought for a while, he said: "At first I was secretly happy, then I was vain, then I was ready to move... Finally, I was calm and sober."

He spoke very seriously, and Liu Shanshan selectively heard the words "ready to move", and smiled wickedly.

Qi Juan said with a dissatisfied smile: "You are progressing too fast, right? It's enough to be happy for now."

Liu Shanshan wanted to say something else when she saw Sun Yuehe coming out, she really wanted to hold back, but unfortunately she couldn't hold back, she giggled loudly.

Sun Yuehe's rough face blushed immediately, and she hurriedly said: "Is it too gorgeous, she's dressed like an old hag. Really... I still don't want to go."

In the rural areas of western Xinjiang in [-], red sheepskin jackets with flowers embroidered on them were popular.

This dress was bought because she was going to a big city and made up her mind not to embarrass her son. Sun Yuehe was cruel and spent all her money.

But look at the western-style clothes on Qi Juan and the others, and the clothes on Teacher Yang and the others...

Sun Yuehe, who had her eyes widened, suddenly realized that it didn't look good to wear like this.

Qi Juan smiled and stepped forward to hold Sun Yuehe who wanted to go back and change clothes, and said with a smile: "Auntie, this is the northwest wind! Be confident, why doesn't it look good? You want a new one, I dare to go out in the same clothes as you, who will wear it?" Can you still laugh at us?"

When Sun Yuehe calmed down, Qi Juan smiled and said, "But you still have to bring some thin clothes. The air conditioner and heating are turned on at the bar, so it's very hot."

"air conditioner?"

Sun Yuehe obviously didn't know what it was.

Zhang Qing said softly: "It's like the stove and fire wall at home, but it's powered by electricity and sends out hot air."

Even in a big city like Jiangjing City in [-], air conditioners are not common, and the cost of increasing capacity alone is enough to discourage most people, and it is not something that can be done with money...

Sun Yuehe heard this, and hurriedly said: "Then I'd better change into something thinner."

Qi Juan said: "You can wear a coat with a sweater inside, and you can just take off the coat when you go out."

Sun Yuehe repeatedly said yes, this time it was much faster, changed into homely clean clothes, and the group took the bus to Hanzheng Street, Tomorrow Bar.

……

"Hi sister, welcome to be a guest. I am Qi Juan's father, Zhang Qing is a very good boy, very sensible, we like him."

After Qi Ping listened to Qi Juan's introduction, he shook hands formally and said with a smile.

Qi Ping has really seen the big world. Over the years, he has become more and more back to basics, without any airs on his body.

Sun Yuehe didn't know his identity, so she hurriedly greeted him, and said: "Big brother, I envy you, you girl, I'm afraid you are better than a real princess!"

Qi Ping laughed and said, "I'm not being modest, but Zhang Qing is more worthy of praise. Juanzi, take good care of Auntie."

After speaking, he asked the waiter to prepare juice, fruit plate and snacks for them to eat.

On the stage of the bar, someone is singing, accompanied by five musicians behind the singer.

There are several sets of tables and chairs under the stage. Everyone sits drinking and chatting, and applauds when listening to the singer's wonderful singing.

Although the guests were not as many retired old ladies as Qi Juan said, there were indeed elderly women.

But few people would disturb others. This is different from the village. Even if you don’t know each other sitting together in the village, you can chat at the surrounding tables...

"Zhang Qing, go sing a song!"

Liu Shanshan's fox tail finally showed, and said with a smile: "You have been happy recently, especially your father's health is getting better and better, and your aunt's health is also getting better. Your family will definitely get better and better. It's exciting Didn't you write a song when you were born? It's said that if you marry a daughter-in-law and forget your mother, you can't... cough cough, you understand. Sing a song for auntie, hurry up!"

Qi Juan was watching from the sidelines, and when she saw Zhang Qing looking over, she asked, "Have you finished reading those books, how are you doing? Anyway, I can't go on learning, accusative, modulation, counterpoint, etc. It’s mind-boggling to look at.”

Composing music is by no means just thinking of a melody and humming the chords in a flash of inspiration.

The depth of knowledge required to compose music is beyond imagination.

Saliva songs are at the lower end of the chain of contempt for music, because the music texture is simple, and a few chords are played back and forth, and it becomes a song, which is called catchy.

And the golden songs that can really stand the test of time are usually works with complex and rigorous textures and progressive voices.

This involves many rules similar to the grammatical requirements in English writing.

Master Hua's criticism of Mao Xiaochou's composition problems is not entirely out of sheer jealousy.

Zhang Qing smiled and said, "I've learned a bit, and I think it's interesting."

Qi Juan was so angry that she wanted to hit someone, she nodded and said: "Interesting, isn't it? If you are interested, go and sing one, and if you sing well, it will help our family attract guests."

Sun Yuehe looked at her son worriedly, and said, "Qingzi, can you really sing?" Worried that he would make a fool of himself.

Liu Shanshan urgently urged: "Why don't you sing the song you wrote for Juanzi again!"

Qi Juan stopped talking, went directly to the bar, asked Qi Ping for a guitar, and stuffed it into Zhang Qing's hands.

Zhang Qing held the handle of the piano and smiled. Qi Juan gestured to the stage and pointed to Zhang Qing. The singer is also a wonderful person. The last line of the lyrics "Let us..." was directly changed to "Welcome Qingzi! "

The guests who were chatting and listening to music turned their attention one after another. The quality is indeed relatively high, and some applaud.

Seeing this, Sun Yuehe became nervous, she was afraid that her son would lose face.

And wondering, why did you change your name?
Fortunately, Zhang Qing smiled and walked up to the stage with a guitar, adjusted the microphone, and said, "I taught myself some composition, and I wrote a song without knowing the heights of the sky. It's a shame."

The guests were very generous, and some applauded and encouraged.

Zhang Qing paused, but then said again: "This song is dedicated to my mother, she is the best mother in the world. It is also dedicated to all mothers in the world."

After all, before singing, Sun Yuehe and the guests, who had already started to get red-eyed, applauded, he began to sing:
mom under the moonlight
quietly i miss you

Concern quietly dripping in blood
mom your arms

my life's love swaddle

It smells like your clothes

mom under the moon
I have a home because of you

Under the dim and nostalgic lights of the bar, Zhang Qing was holding a guitar, bowing his head and singing softly.

This scene, reflected in Qi Juan's eyes, also melted into her heart...

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PS: Thanks to the leader of the old book friends "Dragon Dragon World", I like you~ Many old book friends came today, happy.

(End of this chapter)