Sound waves

When Ouyang Qing and Shu Mingxuan left Baiyun Airport, it was still warm in Guangzhou. The temperature of more than ten degrees above zero made people really feel the differences between different regions of the motherland.

Mama Shu came to pick them up

Shu's mother picked up short hair, she was ten years older than Ouyang Qing, she looked energetic and fashionable.

"Teacher Ouyang, right? Thank you, Axuan, for taking care of me. Come on, Axuan put the teacher's luggage in the trunk." Shu's mother knew her well and was very friendly.

Departing from Baiyun Airport, when they arrived at their family’s villa in Panyu, during the conversation, Shu’s mother had already explained everything about the family’s situation clearly—the family of three were from Gansu, and they went to Guangzhou to do business, and Shu’s father’s The factory grew bigger and bigger, and some factories were opened to Southeast Asia.

"You took the teacher to have a good time recently. The business side is the busiest these days. Teacher Ouyang, if you have anything to do, call me, and I will come back." Mother Shu is warm and hospitable.

Ouyang Qing probably knew how Shu Mingxuan's character of being warm and close to everyone came about.

This may be the way of getting along in a businessman's family.

When Shu's mother was in a hurry to go to the factory, Shu Mingxuan took Ouyang Qing up and down to visit his home.

When they reached the balcony on the third floor, Ouyang Qing leaned on the balcony and fell silent.

"Why doesn't the teacher talk, homesick?"

Ouyang Qing looked at him: "Your family conditions are so good, why do you think of going to Beijing..."

Shu Mingxuan wiped his nose and laughed: "What's this, it's not mine, it's all my old man's. Besides, there are very few dubbers in Guangzhou. I only know the teacher. If I don't go to Beijing, I can where to."

The house is big, but cold.Unlike Beijing with heating, the empty bedroom on the third floor is damp and damp...or maybe Shu Mingxuan has other thoughts.

Ouyang Qing had to live with him.

From this day on, the two of them wandered the streets of Guangzhou together.

Shu Mingxuan took him to every place he had been to...

Eat oysters, eat barbecued pork, drink morning tea, go shopping on Beijing Road, go for a walk in Shangxiajiu, go to the flower market to buy flowers, watch movies together, and go to Shu Mingxuan's alma mater to see the farmland.

On New Year's Eve, Shu's mother had a New Year's Eve dinner at the White Swan Hotel.

Shu Mingxuan's family of three had a family dinner with Ouyang Qing.

At the end of the meal, a large plate of steaming dumplings was served.

"Teacher Ouyang, eat quickly!" Shu's mother and Shu's father scrambled to get him dumplings.

"Ah, thank you, I'll do it myself." Ouyang Qing was a little dazed.

Until the end, Shu Mingxuan also picked one up for him, and said mysteriously in his ear: "There are gold coins in the dumplings, real gold ones. My mother puts them out every year, and I can't eat any of them. Come on, teacher. Getting rich depends on you!"

The liveliness and joy in the box softened the temperature.

For many years, he was alone at home on New Year's Eve, bought food in advance, made dinner for himself as usual, and added a glass of white wine at most.Accompanied by the sound of the Spring Festival Gala, after eating, I went to bed.

He doesn't need New Year's Eve, and he doesn't need someone to accompany him.

He thought he was used to...

It turned out not to be.

Ouyang Qing looked at the dumplings piled up on her plate and couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, I'll eat a few more," he said.

Cantonese people are not interested in the Spring Festival Gala. After returning home, Shu's mother and Shu's father set up a mahjong table for four people to play mahjong.

Ouyang Qing's poker skills are very average, she doesn't even know how to count Fans, she only knows how to beat Hu.

After a round of playing, I lost hundreds of dollars.

Then Shu Mingxuan started firing cannons at him.

After leaving it alone, Shu's mother laughed: "Oh, it's still not good, just turn your elbow. Why didn't you shoot your mother and me before?"

"I'm not good at technology, you don't understand." Shu Mingxuan opened his eyes and said nonsense, glanced at the cards on Ouyang Qing's table, and fed them a precise two-barrel.

Ouyang Qing listened to the cards.

"Mr. Ouyang, don't believe this kid's nonsense. He started taking table auctions at the age of eight, and took him back to Gansu for the New Year at the age of 15. He won tens of thousands in one night and offended all his relatives. Three things."

"I've been doing good since I graduated and went to Beijing. Old man, don't look at people with old eyes. I'm now concentrating on learning dubbing, and I'm not interested in these things for a long time...Mom, what do you want, I have it for you .”

"I want two tubes, but I can't eat them. I'll be fooled if I get two tubes."

"Okay." Shu Mingxuan played another two-ball, "Huh."

Shu's mother was just about to call Hu.

Ouyang Qing gave a "hmm", pushed the card and said, "This is...Hu Qixiao, right?"

"Oh, Mr. Ouyang's luck is too good. It seems that the year of 08 will be a lucky one." Shu's mother said, "It's a double hit, you can, Shu Mingxuan. Give me money."

Shu Mingxuan gave a hundred by himself with a bitter face.

When it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening, the whole family dispersed.

Shu Mingxuan was lying on the bed playing PSP, Ouyang Qing came out of the shower, walked over with something from the suitcase, and sat by the bed.

"Xiao Shu."

"Huh?" Shu Mingxuan turned off the game console and took a look.

A bulging red envelope was handed over.

"I heard that it is the custom of Cantonese that young people will receive lucky money before Chinese New Year. Today your mother also gave us two red envelopes." Ouyang Qing smiled.

His smile softened his eyebrows.

"The teacher gave it to you, accept it."

Shu Mingxuan quickly took it over, opened it, and found 3000 yuan inside.

"Teacher, this is too much."

"Not much." Ouyang Qing said, "If you buy recording equipment, it's just a professional line."

"Recording..." Shu Mingxuan froze for a moment, then became happy, "Did the teacher ask me to buy a microphone?"

"Well, monitor earphones, microphones, and sound cards." Ouyang Qing said, "Let's go back to Beijing after the New Year and pick them together."

"Good!" Shu Mingxuan happily accepted the money.

At this moment, the twelve o'clock bell rang.

Countless gorgeous fireworks exploded in the black sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The sound of crackling firecrackers also came, deafening.

The two of them sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the grand scene outside.

"It seems that there are more from Tianhe District." Shu Mingxuan judged, "There must be a lot from Panyu, and they are also released in the community."

"It's beautiful." Ouyang Qing said.

"Teacher! Happy New Year!"

Shu Mingxuan hugged Ouyang Qing happily, but Ouyang Qing was caught off guard and thrown onto the bed by him.

The ceiling is colored by fireworks.

Also beautiful.

While looking at the ceiling, Ouyang Qing slowly embraced her apprentice.

"Happy New Year, Xiao Shu," he whispered.

When the snowflake melted in his palm, he came back to his senses.

It was a night that he would never forget for a long time.

Then Shu Mingxuan took him through one night after another like this.

There are more and more pasts that cannot be forgotten.

I especially cherish it.

When Ouyang Qing arrived downstairs, it was already after nine o'clock in the evening. He glanced at the phone screen, and Shu Mingxuan did not reply to the text message.

So he made a phone call.

The call was connected after a while.

"殳—"

"Hello?" The other party's voice was not Shu Mingxuan, "Hello, Mingxuan is drunk, I'm sorry, I only answered your call."

Mingxuan...

"It's okay." Ouyang Qing said, "I sent a text message, but he didn't reply, so I was a little worried. Since someone is with him, it's okay."

He was about to hang up.

There was a chuckle from there.

"Is it Teacher Ouyang?"

"……it's me."

"Since it's Teacher Ouyang, I might have to introduce myself formally."

"It's not necessary."

"It's necessary, it's especially necessary." The other party laughed, biting the word "special" very hard.

"As for me, I am Mingxuan's student and boyfriend." The person on the phone said, "My name is Yang Yan."

Ouyang Qing was silent for a while, then hung up the phone calmly.

He looked at the dark screen and sighed softly.

On the cold street, the snow fell even more.

The author says:

happy New Year.

No change on No. 1 and No. 3.

Update on the 2th.