Korean Hurricane Idol

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spnps: There is only one update today, and tomorrow I have to get up early and go to the countryside for the funeral!

On the afternoon of Stephne's birthday, An Junhyuk drove back to Seoul. When he was in Jeonju, he received a call from Quan Baogeun and Park Yingjun, saying that he and Baek Jiyoung had negotiated the terms of the contract. Planning, the signing ceremony of Baek Ji-young was held at the same time as the opening press conference.

This in itself is a kind of publicity, and it may be suspected of being used or hyped. After all, Baek Ji-young has been bumping into walls in recent years. Most people in the circle know that other companies dare not touch her. After signing it, it is inevitable that people will have such malicious guesses.

However, there is no need to worry about Bai Zhiying's similar speculation. As early as when signing the contract, he explained to Bai Zhiying that he would use this signing to make a lot of hype, first to stir up her reputation, and then follow the trend

An Junhe, who was taking a sip of the juice, paused for a moment, then raised his head and drank it dry, handed the empty bottle to Yun'er, and patted her on the head: "Throw away the bottle for me, I'll go up and see Zhixiu."

"Hey, call me as soon as you come back!"

The girl complained dissatisfiedly from behind, An Junhe laughed and went upstairs.

Coming upstairs, the clarity and tranquility of the sound of the piano reverberated in his ears more and more clearly. They passed through the wall and waved softly in the air. The lights in the corridor came slowly, and he His shadow dragged downstairs, and then to the rear, gradually fading away from the orange-yellow walls.

When you come to the music room, turn the handle to open the door, and a ray of clear sound suddenly enters your ears. The clear and peaceful melody sound is like a shallow pool of water in the forest on a moonlit night. The silvery white "color" is like a huge mirror. At a certain moment, ripples appeared suddenly, and the silvery white piece quietly shattered, pulling out mottled and flickering light and shadow in the vast space.

An Junhe was a little dazed, looking at the back of Jisu who was playing in front of the electric piano in the room.

He couldn't hear clearly outside before, but now that there is no door to block him, he just discovered that the "Moonlight Song" that Zhixiu is playing now is different from the past.

Every note contained her faint but profound emotions that could not be ignored.

It has been a long time since he has heard Zhixiu play so engrossed, especially "Moonlight Song", which requires strict mode and chords, but must use the corresponding mood to help express the softness of the moonlight. Classical music.

He once asked her why she didn't come out, and she said she couldn't calm down.

But today, those peaceful notes flow through her fingers.

Standing quietly by the door, listening attentively, An Junhe didn't make a single movement, fearing that any slight fluctuation would disturb her and make her escape from the atmosphere that was in harmony with the whole sound of the piano.

The performance continued. The woman sitting in front of the electric piano with her back to him, her long hair hanging from her shoulders, swayed gently with the melody, like a weeping willow branch touching the surface of a lake under the moon.

Staring blankly at all this, the music room transformed from a storage room is not open, and there is no moon tonight, but he feels that the moonlight seems to have shone in, and it gathers into a bunch, and the piano, the piano People shrouded in a piece of whiteness!

His whole mind was immersed in that pure, flawed shock, so that after the performance, the sound of the piano disappeared in this small space for a long time before he came back to his senses.

Zhixiu, who still turned her back to this side, didn't notice him standing at the door. After the first movement, Zhixiu frowned, and reached out to caress the electric piano in front of her, which she was quite satisfied with before.No matter how high-tech the advocacy is, the electric piano is still just an electric piano, and it can only imitate the sound of the piano but cannot truly restore it.

Just as she was thinking, a hand came out from behind her, and gently patted the glossy shell of the electric piano, her heart suddenly lifted, and then slowly let go.

Because with this hand comes a very familiar voice: "I used to think it was pretty good, but now it seems that I chose the wrong one at the beginning. It's a pity that this storage room is not big, and it has been transformed into a music room shop." After the sound-absorbing interlayer is installed, the grand piano cannot be put in, otherwise, if the "Moonlight Song" just now was played with a grand piano, it must be very beautiful!"

Zhixiu turned her head, and what caught her eyes was that face that was very similar to her, but every time she faced her, it was so soft that her whole heart softened.

"elder brother……"[

The originally stern-faced, slightly indifferent girl suddenly burst into a bright smile, "When did you come back?"

"Just came back!" An Junhe squatted down, put his sister's somewhat cold fingers in his palms and rubbed them lightly, using the heat of his hands to dispel the cold above, and looked at her with a smile: "Are you comfortable?"

"Comfortable……"

"I heard from Yun'er that you asked Yuan Cheng to take you to the company?"

"Well, I want to see how my brother's company is doing."

"Heh!" An Junhe laughed, he didn't ask when Zhixiu was able to calm down, she didn't want to touch it in the past year, let alone classical music that needs to be substituted into a similar mood, he just needs to know As long as this is a good thing, at this moment, I just asked casually: "How do you feel after watching it?"

"Not grand enough!" Zhixiu bent her eyes, said half seriously and half jokingly: "I only rented one floor, it looks too shabby, brother should buy that office building, and then make a super big logo , from the top floor of the exterior wall to the first floor, so that it can be seen from any place in the entire Jiangnan District."

"Ha! If I really do that, every time I go out in the future, people will point at my back and call me a rich and prodigal son."

"What do you care about the words of those mediocre people?" Zhixiu disdainfully.

"Okay, okay, they are all mediocre. When my brother becomes powerful in the future, those with high status will not look down on anyone in the entertainment industry. I will follow what you said. When I buy a building, every household will post my name on it." name, even on the toilet bowl..."

"Humph!" Zhixiu, who heard his intentional teasing, punched him reproachfully. Imagining that scene, she couldn't help being happy again. She laughed for a long time before holding back her shortness of breath. She lowered her head and watched her slender hands being crushed Wrapping her brother's thick palm, she paused for a moment, and she asked softly: "Brother, if there is a day, put my name on it too!"

"Huh?" An Junhe was stunned.

Zhixiu smiled, even if he was a prodigal, he had to be a brother and sister together! (To be continued. Mobile phone users, please go to read.)

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