My idol has a unique style of painting

Liu Wenqin's fan meeting ended with the sound of the piano.

Qin fanatics walked out of the venue like a dream, but their minds were still wandering with the sound of the strings.

Dragon City at the end of winter was extremely cold, and there were snowflakes falling in the sky, but their hearts seemed to be immersed in warm water, and their bodies felt warm from top to bottom.

What's even more incredible is that when they listened to the sound of the piano, they all seemed to hear their idols talking to themselves!

Qin fanatics couldn't help whispering:

"I seem to hear him whispering in my ear, you can definitely do it."

"After listening to his piano, I was suddenly full of hope for the future. I believe that the days to come will be better."

"I don't know how he did it, but he really sent those admonitions to my heart, and my heart is very warm. I will never forget this memory."

"That's right, it's as comfortable as having a whole night with a bosom friend! I used to be a girlfriend fan of a male god, but now I'm going to be a bosom friend fan!"

……

The girl held her boyfriend's arm. After chatting, she turned to look at the silent person on the other side, and asked curiously, "What do you feel?"

"me?"

The boy who covered most of his face with a pair of black-rimmed glasses was stunned, and said:

"I seem to hear him say...he likes me."

"Pfft! You're really a fan of your rival's boyfriend as always."

The boyfriend laughed.

"Just thinking about it, how is it possible."

The boy scratched his hair in embarrassment, when the phone in his pocket suddenly started to vibrate, he quietly took it out and glanced at it, then his expression changed.

"I still have something to do, let's go first!"

He hastily bid farewell to everyone, and ran into the distance.

In the backstage lounge alone, Liu Wenqin was holding the phone, listening to the dial tone coming out of the microphone, inexplicably dazed.

He poured out his thoughts on the stage, and when he came off the stage after playing the piano, he felt that he was full of love and couldn't restrain it, so he dialed Gu Qu's phone in a flash of excitement, only to realize that he didn't know anything at all. Figure out what to say to the other person.

But before he regretted hanging up, the phone was connected, and Gu Qu's panting voice sounded from the other end:

"Junyi...what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just miss you... I want to ask where you are?"

Liu Wenqin suppressed the boiling emotion in her heart, feeling that she couldn't control her tongue.

"Huh? Me?" Gu Qu was taken aback for a moment, then asked briskly, "Guess?"

There was a faint sound of water flowing at the other end, thinking that there was also a river around here, a guess sprang into his mind, Liu Wenqin's fingers holding the phone tightened:

"Did you attend my fan meeting?"

"How do you know!?" The shocked voice quickly calmed down, "...Yes, I am your die-hard fan, of course it is impossible to miss your fan meeting. Sigh, what can I hide from you of?"

Liu Wenqin realized that this sentence had something to say—is there anything she can hide from him?

Moreover, since Ziqi was present, how could he fail to hear his feelings in the sound of the piano?

The sudden panic mixed with misty anxiety made Liu Wenqin dumb for an instant, and Gu Qu over there didn't speak any more.

The atmosphere fell into a strange silence, not only the sound of water flowing, but even the sound of breathing and falling snow on the other side could be clearly heard.

After a long time, Gu Qu broke the silence:

"Junyi, I want to see you, there is something I must tell you face to face."

The outside of Longcheng is covered in plain silver, the cold wind keeps blowing away the falling snow, the light cast by the street lamps is shivering, and the warm orange light sets off the coldness between the sky and the earth.

In such weather, people are of course more willing to hide indoors.

The walking path by the river was covered with a layer of snow, and the path was deserted, with only two people walking slowly.

"Junyi, I think your piano sound is getting better and better..."

After the two met, Gu Qu didn't bring up what he said on the phone first, but started chatting with Liu Wenqin casually, as if the two of them would fall into the weird silence before once they stopped talking go.

It's a pity that Liu Wenqin didn't have this kind of mood. Since just now, a question has been rolling in his heart repeatedly:

...Did Ziqi know?

If he knew, why did he still act as if nothing had happened?

Unknown anxiety made his blood surge, and the cold wind brushed his cheeks, but he couldn't feel the slightest chill.

His complicated thoughts made him unable to listen to Gu Qu's irrelevant chats, as if he wanted to divert this anxiety, and also as if he wanted to confess his secret emotions, he finally couldn't help but speak:

"Ziqi, you mentioned that you wanted to tell me face to face, what is it?"

"Oh, this one."

Gu Qu paused for a while, then he said lightly:

"I'm in love."

The sound of the wind suddenly intensified, and the biting cold wind carried pieces of flying snow and scattered it into the distance, throwing it among the remaining footprints behind them.

Liu Wenqin's boiling blood instantly turned cold.

... He really knew.

"Didn't you say before that if I fall in love, I have to remember to tell you in advance? Because the old man is always urging me recently, I can't help it, so I listened to the family's arrangement to go on a blind date. I didn't expect to meet her... She has a very good personality and is very cute." , we have a common language, and now we have begun to communicate."

Gu Qu lowered his voice, a snowflake quietly fell on his eyelashes:

"So... Junyi, you don't have to worry about it anymore, and you don't have to accommodate me anymore."

All the sounds in the world stopped for an instant, Liu Wenqin ignored it, and he heard his own voice after a long time:

"Really? Congratulations, Ziqi."

At the same time that the voice was heard in his ears, he finally returned to reality. In the icy world, the chill climbed up his limbs, so cold that it was so cold that the world seemed empty and he was the only one.

Only then did he belatedly realize a fact:

He is broken in love.

Gu Qu was still talking, his voice melted into Liu Wenqin's ears with snowflakes:

"Although I'm not with you, I will try my best to live a happy life, so I hope you... can live a happy life too."

Perhaps because of the snow mixed in, his voice flowed into his ears, vague and cold.

What's even more strange is that apart from the cold, Liu Wenqin didn't feel the pain as imagined.

'It's no big deal, it's just that we can't be lovers, it's no different from before, Ziqi and I are still bosom friends. '

He thought vaguely, with a smile on his face:

"Thank you, Ziqi, thank you for everything you have done for me. As your confidant, I will always be happy for you from the bottom of my heart."

Gu Qu pursed his lips and tried to smile:

"Thank you Junyi, I'm really sorry for causing you so much trouble all this time."

"No, I'm the one who gave you trouble."

"No! You have been good enough to me, it's all my fault... I shouldn't have that kind of..."

"Ziqi, you're not wrong, it's because I didn't take care of myself."

"No, it's all my fault!"

"It's not your fault, I'm the one to be blamed."

"If even you are to be blamed, then what kind of person is I?"

"Ziqi, it's my fault..."

……

"I……"

"I……"

The dispute intensified, inexplicably giving way to each other, the two suddenly looked at each other, they closed their mouths and laughed at the same time, and then laughed out loud while covering their stomachs.

The laughter became louder and louder, spread layer by layer along the empty river surface, and was blown by the cold wind, echoing slowly.

It was hard for him to stop laughing, but Gu Qu seemed to have burst into tears, blinking his eyes, panting and saying intermittently:

"What the hell are we... fighting for..."

He calmed down for a while to breathe, wiped his eyes, and smiled:

"This kind of thing doesn't matter anymore! No matter what, we will be good friends for a lifetime, right?"

The snowflakes that had just been wiped off gently fell, stubbornly covering his eyelashes again.

His eyes and the tip of his nose were red from the cold, his breathing was undulating, and through the dense white mist, it seemed that he could see the faint tears flickering in his eyes.

Liu Wenqin's heart twitched.

He didn't realize it when he was laughing, the cold air he inhaled into his body when he took a big breath before poured into every organ along the throat, and now it has paralyzed his heart to the point of extreme pain.

Ziqi must be feeling uncomfortable because of this, right?

Liu Wenqin looked at Gu Qu, he suddenly wanted to rush over, hug him tightly, and kiss his lips fiercely.

...Of course he couldn't.

He took one last deep look at Gu Qu, and replied with a smile:

"Well, a good friend for a lifetime."

The fan meeting ended successfully.

Qin fanatics are satisfied with their evaluations, but the evaluations of various media are quite consistent: the painting style is really unique!

Because a reporter squatting outside the venue found that every Qin Chi who came out of the venue became radiant and full of energy. The reporter suspected that they did not participate in the meeting at all, but went to a SPA collectively.

So the skeptical reporter interviewed several people, but the answers he got made him feel that not only his eyes were wrong, but also his ears seemed to be bad.

These qin idiots even claimed that Liu Wenqin had conveyed a message to them with the sound of the qin while playing!

The reporter was skeptical, this statement was too bizarre, no matter how they thought it was because they were too excited to see their idols, which resulted in overcompensation, the explanation was more reasonable.

What's even more amazing is that when interviewing different people, the reporter got different answers.

Moreover, it is said that Liu Wenqin played the piano enthusiastically at the opening, and the fans were also fascinated by it. A good fan meeting turned into a concert, which led to all the fan welfare activities prepared by the organizer in advance. Forget it, but every fan present didn't mind... In short, there are too many slots, and after a round of exaggeration and embellishment, netizens said that it will be a long time to see you after seeing the report:

[Why is such a meeting that can't interact with idols called a fan meeting? 】

[Spending money to sit and listen to people playing the guqin for hours... Qin crazy = Qin fool]

[Even if it's just to praise idols, it's too much. How can there be music in reality that can make everyone feel hallucinations? 】

[The interview almost made me laugh to death, everyone opened their mouths to talk nonsense!I guess, it was definitely because the meeting was messed up, and the fans were willing to let their idols cheat, so they spread rumors and put money on him]

……

#Qin crazy are you stupid#

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Netizens spread this topic as a joke, and declared that "fans are responsible for their behavior as idols." They didn't believe Qin's excuses at all, but thought that the other party was bragging to the sky.

What's more, Heizi secretly fueled the flames, declaring that all the fans who praised him in the interview were recruits invited by Liu Wenqin—he did this in order to cheat more fans out of their money.

Even some Qin idiots who didn't attend the meeting were a little shaken, after all, this kind of thing is really mysterious...

In this regard, the Qin fanatics present at the meeting expressed their grievances: We really heard it!

It's a pity that people's mouths make money, and their bones are destroyed. They can't argue with each other, and they are suppressed by one-sided public opinion. They gradually have doubts:

Maybe at that time, I really overcompensated myself?

The author has something to say: Changqing: Guqin music.One of Ji's four alleys is inspired by snow.