I'm just a little white face who doesn't need to fight

Chapter 26 May [-]th
The recording studio is like a giant ship sailing in the sea.

And Chuhe's "The Song" is a lighthouse, illuminating the dark sea.

Liu Zhiqing stared blankly at Chuhe, the shock in her heart was indescribable, her beautiful eyes were wide open, although there was only a glass window between Chuhe and Chuhe, it was as if they were separated by thousands of mountains.

That annoying little boy instantly became strange.

Is the familiar and melodious sound of the conch the song of the sea that night?
Was it he who blew on the conch in the dark rocks that night when the dawn came?
Liu Zhiqing's lips parted slightly, her eyes were full of surprise, admiration, and bewilderment.No one loves and obsesses with conch more than her, that is the loud voice she heard since she was a child.

Even a conch master who is happy to hear about this kind of conch can't understand Liu Zhiqing's special feelings for conch.

That entrusts grandma's love and the whole childhood.

The rest of the people were also very shocked, but the reaction was not as great as Liu Zhiqing's. Chuhe's conch skill level two is equivalent to piano level seven, and it is only because of the particularity of the instrument that it attracts attention.

Chuhe's skill is probably only half as high as Yue Yuwen's, and it has not reached the level of shocking the world.

"Wonderful!" After the sound of the conch stopped, Le Yiwen clapped his hands.

The tuner and the staff couldn't help applauding. They didn't expect Chuhe to play so well, and they were not even as happy to hear it as he was.

Chuhe put down the conch and exhaled softly.

Outside the window, Liu Zhiqing tightly pursed her lips, her fingers clenched and then loosened, her finger bones turned white.

Her mood was as complicated as the sea, not because she was slapped in the face, but because one of her "dreams" was shattered.

The song of the ocean on the rocks that night was not as beautiful as Chuhe's, but it moved Liu Zhiqing the deepest at first, just like her grandma came back.

That night was her sweet dream.

However, the host in the dream seems to be Chu He, no matter how pleasant it is, the familiar feeling is lingering.

"Sister, Chuhe is so powerful!" Su Muyan was pure-hearted, and now she just clapped her hands, putting on a look that Chuhe is so awesome.

Liu Zhiqing sniffed, her complicated expression quickly turned into a lake of dead silence, as if she didn't care about everything.

But when Chuhe opened the door and came out, Liu Zhiqing clenched her fingers again.

"Let me ask you, were you blowing conch shells that night at the beach?" Liu Zhiqing was holding on to her last hope, she didn't know what she was expecting, she didn't want Chuhe to be the object of her fantasy.

"Well, it's me." Chuhe nodded and admitted.

At that time, he went to pretend to be invisible, just to earn pleasure points, but Liu Zhiqing thought about it until now.

Hearing Chuhe's confession, Liu Zhiqing completely let go of her fingers. She didn't know whether it was disappointment or resentment, she silently looked at Chuhe for a while.

Chuhe watched her calmly. At this moment, he seemed to turn his back on the customer.

The pride that has been tortured by the society for several years should have sunk to the bottom of the water, but now it just floats up, looking up at the sky stubbornly.

Liu Zhiqing looked at him, but also stubbornly refused to look away, like two bulls competing, why should I back down?
Almost everyone is aware of the smell of gunpowder in the air and is especially fond of smelling it.He is an uncle in his 30s, and he has seen the subtle contradictions and barriers between Liu Zhiqing and Chu He.

It's just that he didn't know that Chuhe was raised by President Liu, otherwise his jaw would drop.

Of course, there is another person here who didn't notice the smell of gunpowder, or she was pretending to be stupid.

"Ah da!" Su Muyan charged with a wild boar and punched Chu He, the small fist hit Chu He's stomach.

Chuhe's eyes immediately loosened, and Liu Zhiqing won.

"Chuhe, why are you staring cross-eyed? Quickly teach me how to play conch!" Su Muyan dragged Chuhe to the inner room of the recording studio.

She still didn't forget to tell the staff: "I will cover two hours, 1 yuan, do you want to do it?"

The staff came back to their senses and smiled happily. Can such a naughty funder not do it?
"Okay!" The tuner was ready immediately, and Su Muyan tossed about for two hours.

Liu Zhiqing sighed in her heart, turning around and walking away with resentment and self-mockery.

No one can guess her mind.

Le Yuwen breathed a sigh of relief, pushed the door open and went in to find Chuhe: "Mr. Chu, I can get off work. Can you give me my contact information? I have time to contact you, and now I am going back to accompany my wife."

"Contact me? Is it convenient to say something now?" Chu He was puzzled.

"No, I have another identity as the vice president of the Jiangcheng Musical Instrument Association. I sincerely invite you to join the Musical Instrument Association. If you have time to gather a lot, you can be regarded as a colleague." I am happy to hear that Chuhe is a conch player.

After hearing this, Chuhe was not moved. The main reason was that he was a boy with a lazy face and a lazy nature. It was not suitable for him to join the association.

Unexpectedly, Su Muyan agreed for him: "Yes, yes, I know the Jiangcheng Musical Instrument Association, which promotes national musical instruments. I heard that your president has also appeared on CCTV's "Yongle Grand Ceremony", right?"

Su Muyan's eyes sparkled, she even paid attention to traditional musical instruments.

"Yes, yes, "Yongle Grand Ceremony" is the Spring Festival Gala in our industry, but outsiders seldom pay attention to it. I didn't expect Miss to know about it at such a young age." Le Yuwen was overjoyed. Those of them playing traditional musical instruments were actually holding their breath. Western musical instruments have been suppressed.

It is great for someone who likes traditional musical instruments.

"I watched it once in a while, and it was very beautiful, and it was Jiangcheng's musical instrument president to perform, so I remembered it." Su Muyan said lively, and then poked Chuhe: "You join, you have a chance to become famous, Zhiqing My sister will..."

She shut up as she said that, after all, there were outsiders.

Chuhe is helpless, Su Muyan is also a rich woman he wants to serve, if she doesn't listen to her, she will turn into a little tiger and bite.

"Then I'll join, but I only go to the party when I'm free." Chuhe nodded in agreement.

I am happy to hear it and laughed, even saying yes.It is strange that he is familiar with strangers.

Afterwards, Le Yuwen hurried home to eat with his wife to avoid being beaten.

Chuhe was forced by Su Muyan to teach her how to play conch.

Several staff members were secretly covering their ears, because it was so ugly.

Chuhe's is the sound of conch, Liu Zhiqing's is the sound of field snails, and Su Muyan's is the sound of apple snails, which can kill you.

And when the two were playing the blessing snails, Liu Zhiqing had already returned to the villa.

She didn't do anything else, just walked along the beach, silently looking at the end of the sea and sky.

When she reached the rock pile, she stood there for a while, with an extremely complicated expression on her face.

It is difficult for people to see such an expression from a cold female CEO, just because of the conch.

After the sunset, Liu Zhiqing also left.

She didn't stay in the villa for vacation, but returned to her home in the city.

But there was an extra note on the table in the living room of the villa, and there were only a few words on the note.

"Conch blows very well. It's me who underestimated you. If you want to stay, just stay and make friends for a year. From now until today next year—May [-]th."

(End of this chapter)