My idol has a unique style of painting

On the second day, Gu Qu's jealousy still hasn't calmed down.

Time passed quickly after boarding the plane, and more than ten hours passed by in a flash. The two people who arrived in Dragon City were accompanied by their assistants and left the airport without causing any commotion.

After returning home to rest for a while, Liu Wenqin received a notice from the curator of the museum—after Hua Lao’s matchmaking, the other party agreed to let him see the prototype of the Guqin with his own eyes before the filming started, and the museum happened to be closed today. If you are free, it is best to go there now.

So the vinegar jar that Gu Qu had just cleaned up was overturned.

Because Liu Wenqin was delighted to see Lie Xin, one second she was flirting with him, and the next second she ruthlessly left him to go out!

Not long ago, he drank the vinegar of the entire production crew, and now he wants to drink the old vinegar of a thousand-year-old Guqin. Gu Qu feels bitter, but what can he do?He had no choice but to tidy up his clothes resentfully, and obediently followed his partner out.

At least, when drinking vinegar, you have to look under your eyelids...

It was a Monday, and the Longcheng Museum, which was noisy in the past, did not seem to be silent. The early autumn bugs in the leaves and grass were making bursts of chirping instead of tourists.

Although there is no silence, the moment of leisure in the museum is set off by the sound of insects.

This magnificent and vast museum displays the splendid civilization of China for thousands of years. After the sun and the moon, the cold and the summer, the foundation has become more and more concentrated.

The cultural relics displayed in the museum are undoubtedly eye-catching, and the objects not displayed will be placed in the warehouse for safekeeping, and the Guqin is no exception.

When he came to the work area and saw the staff carefully put the Nine Heavens Ring on the table, Liu Wenqin's eyes were already glued to it and he couldn't get it off.

He greedily looked at the undulating curvature of the piano body like mountains, the warm and elegant wood paint color, the fine and beautiful broken lines on the surface of the piano... the joy in his eyes shot up like fireworks.

This peerless famous piano is a treasure with both virtues and virtues, but it has also experienced the painful experience of being deprived of its status as a musical instrument—Jiuxiao Huanpei was once considered to have a bad tone and unsuitable for playing because of the difficult sound of the piano. Treated as an ornamental.

"Hey, be careful when you look at it. Jiuxiao is estimated at [-] million, not to mention it has cultural value. Even if you are all big stars, you still can't afford it if you break it!"

The staff member Liu Wenqin stared at Liu Wenqin like a child, and muttered in a low voice, his young face was full of displeasure.

Liu Wenqin acted as if she had never heard of it, and looked at it with eyes full of fascination.

However, the person watching the piano was being watched by another person—Gu Qu scratched his hair, thinking that Junyi in this appearance was really beautiful and annoying.

Don't ask if it looks good, but as for being annoying...he's full of anger!

But after thinking about it, if Liu Quan was here, he might be even more frustrated than him, and Gu Qu was immediately comforted by his brain.

But before he could let go of his entanglement and concentrate on appreciating the beauty, a kind and old voice suddenly sounded:

"Like it so much? Want to try playing it?"

Gu Qu turned his head and saw an old man with a smile all over his face. He bent slightly, with his hands behind his back, and the creases on his face were very kind.

Gu Qu immediately sat upright, not daring to glance at the male god anymore, and honestly shouted: "Grandpa Guo."

This is Guo Maoyan, the curator of the Dragon City Museum. Before he brought them into the room, he went out for a walk, and it seems that he came back after a walk.

"Mr. Guo."

Liu Wenqin, who had regained her senses, also greeted him, her eyes quickly turned to hope:

"Is it really possible?"

Xiao Liu was shocked when he heard this, and he quickly dissuaded him: "Curator, can't you? This is a cultural relic!"

Guo Maoyan waved his hands with a smile and explained: "In addition to cultural relics, it is also a musical instrument, and musical instruments must be played frequently to maintain their vitality. Don't we often invite old flowers to come over to loosen its muscles and bones?" ?”

"But this is different, Mr. Hua is a professional master, of course he knows how to play." Xiao Liu was anxious, he glanced at Liu Wenqin, his eyes were full of disdain, "But this big star is delicate and expensive Yes, even if he knows how to play the qin, isn’t an ordinary qin enough for him to play? Is he able to play this qin?”

"Hey Xiao Liu, it's a good thing to be responsible, but it's okay, I've already discussed it with Lao Hua, you'll know if you let him try it."

Guo Maoyan still had a kind face on his face, but he obviously didn't want to say more in his words.

Xiao Liu had no choice but to wonder in his heart who the other party was, who actually poured the curator and Hua Lao together with ** soup, and said to Liu Wenqin in a bad tone:

"What are you doing in a daze? Go outside and wash your hands! Who knows if there is something dirty on your hands!"

Although it was Xiao Liu's responsibility, his attitude really made Gu Qu angry.

He couldn't do anything with the elder present, he could only hold his breath and follow Liu Wenqin out, but the other party still looked calm and didn't care.

When he came to the washstand, amidst the sound of rushing water, he finally heard Liu Wenqin say:

"Ziqi, do you want to wash your hands too?"

Gu Qu was taken aback for a moment, and found that he was so engrossed in anger that he unknowingly imitated the opponent's movements.

He hastily withdrew his hand and prevaricated:

"I... I just want to wash it by the way."

Liu Wenqin stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly said:

"Ziqi, did I neglect you too much just now?"

The next second, Liu Wenqin grabbed his palm and squeezed it lightly:

"I assure you, I will take one more look at Guqin here as compensation, and I will take another look at you when I go back. Do you think it's okay?"

These words were spoken softly and softly, like a gust of warm wind, blowing away the fire that was simmering in Gu Qu's heart, but at the same time, another kind of blazing heat burst out from his heart, feeling his whole body It was smoked and warmed.

The crisp and numb feeling came from his hands belatedly, and Gu Qu's face couldn't help turning red:

"Junyi, you...you are a deal, you have to keep your word!"

The two went back after washing their hands, and under Xiao Liu's vicious instructions, they made sufficient preparations, and Liu Wenqin finally got the chance to play.

He sat upright, lowered his head slightly, and gently stroked the surface of the piano, all the meanings of the ages were condensed on his fingertips.

The strings move, the ring rings, and thousands of worlds transform on the fingers.

Sometimes it is like an accessory, and the clear sound echoes in the sky.

Sometimes, like a gentle spring breeze, a swallow picks up a piece of fresh mud.

Sometimes it looks like surging water waves, and the blue dragon comes out of the water and roars to the sky.

The sound spread to everyone's ears, the same exciting, but different mental changes.

Guo Maoyan couldn't help nodding his head, closed his eyes and enjoyed the beauty wholeheartedly.

Xiao Liu's eyes were full of shock, he opened his mouth wide and covered his chest, as if worried that the sound of his breathing would disturb the piano player.

Gu Qu stared deeply at Liu Wenqin, and a picture from the script appeared in his mind.

That was the first time the hero Qi Lin saw Jiuxiao Qinling.

In the silent night, a creaking sound of a door opening was heard briefly, and then the sound quickly dissipated, as if swallowed by the silence.

In the darkness, a young man squeezed through the vermilion gate with difficulty.

His name is Qi Lin, and he is a cultural relic restorer in the museum. He is currently in charge of painting an old guqin.

There are often rumors of ghosts in the Dragon City Museum. Although no staff has actually witnessed a supernatural event, almost no one will come in after get off work.

But Qi Lin suddenly found out that one of the steps of his restoration work today seemed inappropriate, so he was so anxious that he couldn't wait for tomorrow, so he rushed over overnight to solve it.

There were guards patrolling not far away, and he felt nothing to be afraid of, so he planned to enter the yard and go straight to the room where the piano was placed.

However, the door closed, as if the two worlds were separated.

The side just entering the door was pitch black, but this side was filled with inexplicable moonlight.

There was no sound at that end, but there was a burst of piano sound floating at this end.

Moreover, the sound of the piano is so miserable that it makes people feel depressed and unbearable.

Qi Lin, an intellectual, felt a little apprehensive. He suspected that he was hallucinating, but when he turned around, he saw a person playing the piano in the courtyard.

The man's back was facing him, and his face could not be seen. His long black hair was hanging loosely, only tied loosely at the end with a light blue ribbon.

The moonlight's clear silver robe draped over his body. From a distance, the figure of the man was ethereal and unstained, as if he was about to ride the wind and return to become a fairy in the next moment.

Hearing the movement, the other party stopped playing.

Amid Qi Lin's beating heartbeat, he turned his head leisurely.

After seeing Qi Lin clearly, there was a slight familiarity and surprise on his face:

"Is that you? Can you see me?"

His voice is very nice, just like Ding Dang's piano sound, elegant like a jade pendant.

Clouds are flying in the sky, the moonlight is fading and appearing now and then, and the flower branches begin to sway with the wind.

Across the high wall, bursts of laughter came faintly from afar.

Qi Lin felt in a daze that he seemed to have strayed into another world.

A quiet and noisy world where light and sound blend together.

At the end of the song, the three listeners suddenly came out of their dreams.

Guo Maoyan took a deep breath and said with a smile on his face:

"I'll discuss it with the higher-ups. From now on, you can use Jiuxiao directly for the scenes where you want to play the piano in the movie. It must have been bored after staying here for so long."

This time Xiao Liu didn't say anything, he just blushed and handed a notebook to Liu Wenqin:

"Mr. Liu, can you... can you sign me? I will definitely go see the movie when it's released!"

Liu Wenqin took the autograph from the notebook, and glanced at Gu Qu who was at the side.

The other party just happened to look at him with a smile, their eyes lightly touched and then separated, but the love in their hearts was like water waves, rippling layer by layer after the swallowtail lightly swept.

On the way back, Gu Qu was in high spirits:

"Junyi, tell me, should we come out publicly when this movie is released?"

"Ziqi, what's going on in your head?"

"Because I think... the script this time is really a bit basic? Didn't the director really do it on purpose??? For example, this sentence, cough cough!" After two coughs, his tone became affectionate and unbelievable, as if Embracing the long-awaited dream, "You... are you my piano?"

"This sentence is obviously not in the script, please don't change the lines randomly."

"I didn't change it randomly, that's what it means? And I can guarantee that it's definitely not because of the two of us that we acted as gay! It's just as gay if someone else plays it, but because it's the two of us acting, it seems to be more gay. "

"...This is called bosom friend."

"So, isn't it the same as the two of us? If you come out at this time, it's a good fit for the situation!"

"Ziqi...just as long as you are happy."

"Hey, the director is really serious, why can't he just change you into the heroine? Obviously, the role of the heroine is not even a fraction of yours!"

"..."

The role of the heroine in the script is indeed too small. As for why, the director said: there are too many characters and not enough space, and the focus of this movie is not love.

The truth is that the original ideal candidate for the heroine was actress Yin Hanwei, but unfortunately the other party's schedule was over, and the director had to cut this part of the plot after he couldn't find a suitable candidate.

However, a long time later, during a chat with Yin Hanwei, Gu Qu accidentally learned the truth of the truth:

"Hehe, a heroine caught between the two of you? If I have time to be that light bulb, I might as well save some time and make a movie I want to make!"

The author has something to say: Moonrise: The moonrise is bright and bright, and the people are outstanding.Comfortable and correct, laborious and quiet.

The part of playing the piano directly used Su Shi’s inscription on the Jiuxiao Huanpei: "The misty spring breeze is soft, and the sound of the Langlang Huanpei. The new Yan language in the curtain, and the old dragon in the sea".

I finally got the script for the museum hehehehe, one of the motivations for me to write this article~~~