MTL - The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993-Chapter 933 , Goodbye 6 (please subscribe!)

  Chapter 933, Goodbye 6 (please subscribe!)

  Dinner was hosted by Zhang Xuan, who invited Yuan Mei and Wenhui to have a big meal, and invited Li Mei to accompany him.

  After the meal, Li Mei, who originally planned to visit his new home, received a call from a big client, and temporarily changed to attend the wine bureau.

  Watching Li Mei leave, Yuan Mei asked him about the topic at the dinner table just now: "Your Yintai Technology is going to release a mobile phone?"

  Zhang Xuan nodded.

  Yuan Mei is a career-minded woman who always pays attention to new things: "How does it compare to the Motorola I use now?"

  Zhang Xuan swept the StarTAC in her hand, and only said two words lightly: "Hang and beat!"

  Yuan Mei had a look of disbelief.

Zhang Xuan pointed at his own face, and half-truthfully joked, "Let's not talk about the rest, the boss is so pretty, do you think he will produce ugly mobile phones? I'm not kidding, I'm a perfectionist and very picky. "

  Wen Huiqiao glanced at him with a smile, then turned her head to look elsewhere.

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

  Zhang Xuan showed embarrassment, and told her truthfully: "It's okay to visit the mobile phone factory, but the mobile phone prototype is still being kept secret, which may disappoint you."

Unexpectedly, Yuan Mei generously expressed her understanding: "Don't worry, I have stayed in the United States for so many years, and I still understand business secrets, but the tone of your conversation with Li Mei at the dinner table just now scared me, you guys actually want to catch up with me?" Super Nokia. That's Nokia!"

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

  Fan Fangli is very good at business. The house next to Fudan University is the same as the Pentagon Plaza. It is also a single building with 4 floors. The second and third floors are decorated very carefully, not very luxurious.

  But the layout and temperament of the room are similar to Wen Hui's arrangement on the third floor of CUHK, and there is also an independent piano room, which can be seen with care.

Yuan Mei was going to bring the piano over before, but she was called away by Zhang Xuan's phone on the way. Now as soon as she entered the third floor, she couldn't help but "wow", pulled Wen Hui and whispered: "Seeing this decoration, my sister is a little bit I envy you."

  Wen Hui was very indifferent. Although everything in the room was in line with her mood and preferences, there was no emotion on her face.

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

  Yuan Mei beamed and said: "It's that one, but it's just for you temporarily. Mr. Zhang has exhausted his brain cells for the one he loves."

   What is the underlying meaning of knowing the cousin? Wen Hui stood in front of the piano, staring at the figure inside the black paint without making a sound.

   Seeing her cousin in a daze, Yuan Mei asked Zhang Xuan: "Are you living on the second and third floors?"

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

  Yuan Mei blinked lightly: "This location is good, is the room on the second floor for rent?"

  Zhang Xuan looked at Wenhui and understood: "It hurts our relationship to talk about rent. You can come and live whenever you want. Later, I will ask Zhao Lei to give you a key to the second floor."

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

   "Don't worry, I won't lose her if I lose myself." Zhang Xuan stated.

  Wen Hui glanced past the two people who were in a panic, and sent Yuan Mei downstairs as if she didn't hear.

  Zhang Xuan followed downstairs, and on the way Zhao Lei took a key to the second floor and handed it to Yuan Mei.

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

  Zhang Xuan talked about the accidental meeting at the airport.

  Wen Hui stopped where she was, looked up at him slightly for a while, and then continued to walk forward.

  Back to the third floor, the two people who usually communicate with each other fell into silence for a while, neither of them spoke, and neither of them knew what to say?

  The two people who were so familiar that they could no longer be familiar with each other kept silent because of some strange emotions. They just turned on the TV and watched silently on the sofa.

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

  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 separated the ten fingers crossed on her abdomen, said "yes", and walked to the piano room.

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

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

  I saw her sitting in front of the piano, looking at someone who had pulled up a chair and sat down, with her hands flat on the black and white keys, she was silent for a moment, and then her pale fingers started to move.

The first is Liszt's masterpiece "Dream of Love". The melody is passionate and full of fantasy. His unique personality and unique understanding inject romanticism into the soul very well, so that old men with half-appreciation level are still fascinated by it.

  He was very happy. The outstanding woman in front of him had taken an extremely crucial step and walked out of her own way.

  The second song is Liszt's work "The Bell".

  The third piece is surprising. It is not Liszt's work, but Schubert's "Serenade", which is technically proficient and expresses the perfect poetic flavor of the work.

  The fourth song jumped 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 on the phone last time: Aunt wants me to go out of my own way.

   Make your own way, it's not easy.

And the handful of the most prestigious pianists in the contemporary era, each of whom has his own uniqueness and ambition, not only has outstanding control over technique, speed, dynamics and timbre, but also covers a wide range of subjects without sticking to Act out one person's work.

When the last note of "Ghost of the Night" disappeared in the piano room, Wen Hui raised her head with a focused expression. When she saw that he was still immersed in the music world and hadn't quit, after thinking about it, she played his many songs again. Butterfly Lovers requested this time.

  The sudden change of style made Zhang Xuan sway when he heard it, and then he looked at Wen Hui dumbly, his eyes slowly becoming infatuated.

   Halfway through, Wen Hui, who sensed his strange expression, raised her head again.

  Looking at each other, the woman instantly felt the strong love in the man's eyes, and couldn't help but feel flustered, circles of charm scattered around her, endlessly flowing.

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

  Yangchun's ten fingers have both a sonorous metallic color and a dreamlike soft beauty. At a certain moment, the old man full of **** stretched out his hand to Yi Ren who was close at hand.

  Wen Hui's eyes trembled, and he moved with his hands until his waist and abdomen were hugged, until his whole body was pressed down.

  The sound of the piano stops here!

  Wen Hui's eyebrows trembled as a pair of hot big hands were willful on her body, and finally lay on her back on the piano, stretching out her hands emotionally to wrap around his neck.

  The two are intimate with forgetfulness.

  Time is passing by every minute and every second. I don’t know how long it has passed

"Snapped!."

   There was a sudden noise in the silent room!

Very loud sound!

  Wen Hui's right hand is still in the air.

  Looking at the good deeds 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, and her head of black hair scattered on the piano like a waterfall.

  Looking at the good deeds he had done again, Zhang Xuan took a deep breath, reached out to gather her clothes, and then exited the piano room.

  After walking out of the piano room, he still didn't forget to slap himself, **** it! In this way, he got what Wenhui regarded as a treasure in his hands in a daze. It is not easy to take this step. From the backstage of the CUHK University celebration, several years have passed.

  Having not taken a shower all 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 the shy Wen Hui an independent space.

   briefly disappears 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 a step further, breaking the taboo she has held for a long time, breaking through her bottom line, and it will definitely have a strong impact on her heart for a while.

  The fact is the same, even if he left, Wen Hui still lay motionless on the piano, her long eyelashes resting on her eyelids, without any movement.

   Now her thoughts are stagnant, even rigid, and her mind is blank.

   After a long time, Wen Hui, whose legs were numb, moved, stretched her hands and sat up slowly. She didn't care about the messy hair, but immediately looked at the underwear scattered on the piano.

  His eyes shrank, and after the focus was frozen for about ten seconds, she took a deep breath, silently tightened the jacket on her body, grabbed the clothes on the piano, left the piano room, and entered the next bedroom.

bathroom.

  The old man lying in the bathtub has been trying to calm himself down, but unfortunately things backfired. The more he forced himself, the more chaotic his mind became. Many distracting thoughts surged like a flood, burning his will.

  Zhang Xuan tried his best to control himself not to think about Wenhui, not to think about everything that happened in the piano room, not to think about that wonderful body.

   But it's useless, evil thoughts are like weeds in the spring breeze, sprouting out one after another, and they can't be suppressed at all.

  Struggling in the bathtub for half an hour, until the hot water turned into cold water, and when the cold air started to come out, he took the bath towel and swiped it over his body, then threw it away, put on his pajamas and went outside.

  Looking around in the aisle, the old man accurately found the bedroom where Wen Hui was.

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