Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Zhang Xuan was the host for dinner, treating Yuan Mei and Wen Hui to a feast, and also invited Li Mei to accompany them.

After the meal, Li Mei, who originally planned to visit his new home, received a call from a large customer and temporarily diverted to attend the wine party.

After watching Li Mei leave, Yuan Mei asked him about the topic at the dinner table: "Is your Yintai Technology going to release a mobile phone?"

Zhang Xuan nodded.

Yuan Mei is a very enterprising woman and has always been interested in new things: "How does it compare to the Motorola I'm using now?"

Zhang Xuan scanned the Star TAC in her hand and said two words lightly: "Hit me!"

Yuan Mei looked unbelieving.

Zhang Xuan pointed at his face and joked half-seriously: "Let's not talk about other things. The boss is so good-looking, do you think he will produce an ugly mobile phone? I'm not kidding, I am a perfectionist and very picky. "

Wen Huiqiao glanced at him with a smile, then turned her head and looked away.

Yuan Mei scanned his face up and down and asked with interest, "Can I visit your mobile phone factory?"

Zhang Xuan looked embarrassed and told her truthfully: "It's okay to visit the mobile phone factory, but the prototype of the mobile phone is still confidential, so you may be disappointed."

Unexpectedly, Yuan Mei expressed his understanding generously: "Don't worry, I have been in the United States for so many years, and I still understand trade secrets. It's just that the tone of your conversation with Li Mei at the dinner table just now scared me. You actually wanted to rush Super Nokia. That’s Nokia!”

Zhang Xuan smiled: "This is the goal we set for ourselves. People always have dreams. What if it comes true?"

Fan Fangli is very knowledgeable. Like the Pentagon Plaza, the house next to Fudan University is also a single-family house with 4 floors. The second and third floors are decorated very elegantly and are not very luxurious.

But the layout and atmosphere of the room are similar to Wen Hui's on the third floor of CUHK. There is also a separate piano room, which shows that it has been carefully thought out.

Yuan Mei was going to deliver the piano before, but she was called away by Zhang Xuan's phone call halfway. As soon as she entered the third floor, she couldn't help but said "Wow!", pulled Wen Hui and whispered: "Seeing this decoration, I feel a little bit I envy you."

Wen Hui acted very calmly. Although everything in the room suited her mood and preferences, there was no emotion on her face.

When she saw the piano in the piano room, Wen Hui paused for a moment, then reached out to touch the grand piano and asked Yuan Mei, "Is this the one from the piano store?"

Yuan Meimei said with excitement, "It's that one, but it's only for your temporary use. Mr. Zhang has exhausted all his brain cells for the one he loves."

Know what cousin’s underlying meaning is? Wen Hui stood in front of the piano, looking at the figure inside the black paint without making a sound.

Seeing his cousin in a daze, Yuan Mei asked Zhang Xuan: "Do you live on the second or third floor?"

Zhang Xuan was right: "I mainly live on the third floor, but the second floor has also been renovated, so you can move in with just your bags."

Yuan Mei blinked lightly: "This location is good. Are the rooms on the second floor available for rent?"

Zhang Xuan looked at Wen Hui and understood: "It hurts our relationship to negotiate rent. You can come and live at any time if you want. I will ask Zhao Lei to give you a key to the second floor later."

Yuan Mei quietly gave a thumbs up, and then simply made room for the two of them: "I still have some things to deal with at the piano store, so I will leave first. Huihui left it to you, don't lose it."

"Don't worry, I won't lose her even if I lose myself." Zhang Xuan expressed his position.

Wen Hui's eyes passed over the two people who were working together, and she sent Yuan Mei downstairs as if she hadn't heard.

Zhang Xuan followed downstairs and asked Zhao Lei to take a key to the second floor and give it to Yuan Mei.

When the Mercedes-Benz was out of sight, Wen Hui went back upstairs and asked as she walked: "How did you get involved with my cousin?"

Zhang Xuan told about the accidental encounter at the airport.

Wen Hui stopped where she was, raised her head slightly and looked at him for a while, then continued walking forward.

Back on the third floor, the two people who usually communicated with each other fell silent for a moment. No one spoke, and no one knew what to say.

The two people who were so familiar to each other remained silent because of some strange emotions. They just turned on the TV and watched silently on the sofa.

But sitting like this all the time was not an option. Seeing that it was getting dark outside, the rain stopped, and various neon lights came in from the window, Zhang Xuan suddenly stood up.

Seeing his movement, Wen Hui turned to look at him.

Zhang Xuan pointed to the piano room and said, "I want to be the first listener of your piano album."

Wen Hui spread the ten fingers crossed on her abdomen, said "Okay", and walked to the piano room.

Zhang Xuan turned off the TV and followed him into the piano room.

Wen Hui is very familiar with this piano. She has used it several times in the piano store and is relatively familiar with it.

She was seen sitting in front of the piano, looking at someone who had pulled up a chair and sitting over. She placed her hands flat on the black and white keys. She was quiet for a moment, and then her green-white fingers began to move rhythmically.

The first piece is Liszt's representative work "Dream of Love". The melody is passionate and unrestrained, full of fantasy. Wen Hui's performance does not deliberately pursue formal restraints. It is not limited to the specific embodiment of the composer's musical intention, but adds her own His personality and unique understanding inject romanticism into his soul, making even old men with half-experienced appreciation still fascinated by it.

He was very happy that the outstanding woman in front of him had taken an extremely crucial step and blazed her own path.

The second piece is "The Bell" by Liszt.

The third piece is surprising. It is not a work by Liszt, but jumps to Schubert's "Serenade". The technique is superb and the perfect poetry of the work is expressed.

The fourth song was danced again, playing Ravel's "Ghost of the Night", which gave people an extremely detailed feeling.

After listening to four songs in a row, Zhang Xuan suddenly remembered what Wen Hui said to him last time on the phone: Auntie hopes that I will go my own way.

Forging your own path is not an easy path.

As for the small group of most famous contemporary pianists, each one has his own uniqueness and ambition. Not only do they have outstanding control over technique, speed, intensity and timbre, but they also have a wide range of interests and will not be limited to Put together one person's work.

When the last note of "Ghost of the Night" disappeared in the piano room, Wen Hui, who was looking attentively, raised her head. When she saw that he was still immersed in the world of music, she thought about it and played him many more times. "Butterfly Lovers" requested at the time.

Zhang Xuan was shaken by the sudden change of style, and then looked at Wen Hui blankly, his eyes slowly becoming crazy.

Halfway through, Wen Hui, who felt the strange expression on his face, raised her head again.

Looking into each other's eyes, the woman instantly felt the strong love in the man's eyes. She couldn't help but feel swayed, and charming circles spread around her body in an endless stream.

However, she is now also intoxicated by the selfless artistic conception of the work, and rarely avoids his emotional output.

Under Yang Chun's ten fingers, there was both a sonorous and powerful metallic color and a dreamlike softness. At a certain moment, the old man, filled with lust, stretched out his hand to the beautiful woman who was close at hand.

Wen Hui's eyes trembled, and she followed his hands until her waist and abdomen were hugged, until his whole body was pressed against her.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly!

As a pair of hot hands caressed her body, Wen Hui's eyebrows trembled, and finally she lay on her back on the piano and emotionally stretched out her hands to wrap around his neck.

The two were affectionately intimate.

Time passes minute by minute. I don’t know how long it has been.

"Snapped!."

There was a sudden sound in the silent room!

Very loud sound!

Wen Hui's right hand was still raised in the air.

Taking one look at the good thing he had done, Zhang Xuan was dumbfounded, and then looked at her in astonishment.

Wen Hui avoided his gaze, tilted her head and closed her eyes, with her black hair spread out on the piano like a waterfall.

Taking another look at the good thing he had done, Zhang Xuan took a deep breath, stretched out his hands to gather her clothes, and then exited the piano room.

After walking out of the piano room, he didn't forget to slap himself in the face, damn it! In this way, he got something that Wen Hui regarded as a treasure in a daze. It’s not easy to take this step. A quick glance at the backstage of the CUHK campus celebration shows that several years have passed by now.

After not taking a shower for a day, Zhang Xuan habitually found a change of clothes and went into the bathroom, filled the bathtub with water, and lay down in it.

Another reason why he went into the bathroom was to give Wenhui, who was shy, her own space.

Briefly disappearing from her perspective, giving her space and time to digest and accept.

Zhang Xuan understands that Wen Hui is different from ordinary women. Today, the intimacy between the two has gone further, breaking the taboo that she has adhered to for a long time, breaking through her bottom line, and it will definitely have a strong impact on her heart for a while.

This is also true. Even if he left, Wen Hui still lay motionless on the piano, her long eyelashes resting on her eyelids, and there was no movement at all.

Now her thoughts were stagnant, even rigid, and her mind was blank.

After a long time, Wen Hui, whose legs were numb, moved, stretched her hands with her hands and slowly sat up. She ignored her messy hair and immediately looked at the underwear scattered on the piano.

Her eyes shrank, and after about ten seconds of focusing, she took a deep breath, silently tightened her tight coat, grabbed the clothes on the piano, left the piano room, and entered the bedroom next door.

bathroom.

The old man lying in the bathtub had been trying to calm himself down, but unfortunately it was counterproductive. The more he forced himself, the more chaotic his mind became, with many distracting thoughts rushing out like a billowing torrent, burning his will.

Zhang Xuan tried hard to control himself not to think about Wen Hui, not to think about everything that happened in the piano room, not to think about that beautiful body and bones.

But it's useless, evil thoughts are like weeds in the spring breeze, emerging one after another and cannot be suppressed at all.

He struggled in the bathtub for half an hour, until the hot water turned to cold water and he started to feel cold. He took the bath towel and wiped it all over his body, then threw it away, put on his pajamas and went outside.

After looking around in the corridor, the old man accurately found the bedroom where Wen Hui was.

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