[Yu Huang] The Pontoon Bridge of Dreams

"How do you feel?" Lin Jingyan asked Yu Wenzhou when the performance ended and the lights in the concert hall were turned on.

"I agree with Xinjie's point of view." Yu Wenzhou replied, "A very good performer, with a strong control over the music."

"Then it was a bit over-controlled." Ye Xiu interjected, "You should really listen to his piano, the way he can do whatever he wants."

"Let's meet backstage together? You probably haven't left yet. Wang Jiexi will definitely give them a lecture." Ye Xiu walked to the backstage first as he spoke, and the three of them followed.

"Then the schedule for this semester is over here. Because there is no arrangement for the summer vacation, the orchestra will also be on vacation according to the school calendar. You can go back to maintain daily training by yourself. If you stay in school, you can come to me directly if you want to borrow the recital hall. Stay in school... and today's performance was very successful, everyone has worked hard." Wang Jiexi is a graduate this year, but he has already got the school's recommended graduate student quota, so he will continue to be in school next year, and if there are no accidents, he will still Keep going with these bear musicians.Now he doesn’t know how many times he has faced a room full of guys who showed their true colors just after the performance and said a routine summary. When it arrived, I absolutely couldn't believe that this was the true state of the school orchestra that was so tall just now.

Fortunately, he is used to it.

Everyone clapped their hands in unison, and I don't know who took the lead, and they made a march-like beat, and laughed a few times. Huang Shaotian was tidying up his piano. A voice shouted from behind the storage box: "Hey wait, this is over, isn't it, what about the glorious tradition of our band? It's clearly not over yet?"

The glorious tradition he mentioned was completely accidental. Once after their performance, they booed and asked the group leader to invite them to dinner, and Wang Jiexi agreed. Who knew that the group of bear musicians finally reached a consensus on eating skewers outside the south gate. .It was also summer, and they didn't even change into their formal clothes. The boys took off their suit jackets and carried them away, and the girls wore their dresses. Everyone went to the barbecue shop in a mighty way.

That scene was particularly spectacular. Wang Jiexi was walking at the back of the line, really dumbfounded. Then Liu Xiaobie, who was walking in front of him with earphones on, turned around and saw his frown, and ran over to comfort him: " Commander, don’t worry, you don’t have enough money and we still have more.”

"Yeah, I still have the discount card for the barbecue restaurant. I got it from Wei Wei last time. It's great. Commander, look at the Allegro part of the four seasons and summer we performed just now. Do you know why it's so hot and annoying? It's definitely because of Vival at that time. Mr. Di, he couldn't eat skewers, and he was depressed, so he created such a vivid creation!" Hearing this, Huang Shaotian also leaned over, putting his arm on Wang Jiexi's shoulder and said.

"Young Master Huang, can you talk a little more? Didn't you say that you wrote it to express the irritability of the power outage in summer when the electric fan in the dormitory was broken last time? Why can't you eat skewers now!" Xu Jingxi He was dismantled without hesitation.

Vivaldi is one of Wang Jiexi's favorite composers, and Huang Shaotian is one of the most unpredictable guys in the whole group. God knows how many times he wanted to hit him hard with a baton to make him shut up, or just take him. A thick stack of scores is enough to call him out, but every time I see him playing, I feel that I can’t let go because he plays really well, but unfortunately, as soon as he puts down the piano, it’s just another nightmare ... So this is a vicious circle, and this idea has not been realized until now.So he rubbed between his brows, pulled Huang Shaotian's arm off, and said, "Hurry up."

"Captain, are you hungry?" Liu Xiaobie asked.

"I'm not hungry." Wang Jiexi replied, "I just feel a little ashamed."

Since then, it has become a routine to go to eat together after the performance, grill skewers in summer and hot pot in winter, draw lots and guess the winner in spring and autumn, and even call it "separate meals" several times a year. It's never been successful. After this meal, it's considered disbanded. If there is a rehearsal the next day, they will mix together again.Then they also named their behavior of disgracing the whole school's musicians as "respect for both refined and vulgar". Music is elegant, but musicians also need to have hobbies other than music.

Everyone unanimously agreed that the head of this semester can't end without skewers, so don't be bored. Let's go together. Wang Jiexi put his scores away and said with a smile: "Is it useful for me to be bored? You should be ashamed." Is it still embarrassing? It was agreed in advance that the instrument should be stored or put back first, don’t be like last time, it’s fine if you get drunk, and the instrument has to be carried back for you together.”

"Actually, people can leave it anywhere, as long as they take their instruments with them." Fang Rui joked, he was sober last time, and so was Wang Jiexi. Fortunately, the double bass and cello players in their band were also there. They can still walk on their own, otherwise their outfits would be the first resistance to sending them back to the dormitory.

So a group of them went out of the backstage talking and laughing, and happened to bump into Ye Xiu and the others who came together, Yu Wenzhou and Zhang Xinjie were standing behind Ye Xiulin Jingyan, Wang Jiexi saw them first, because the students in their class were also very different in age from Ye Xiu and the others. It's not big, and the relationship is usually good, so I just asked: "Why are you here?"

Before Ye Xiu could answer, Huang Shaotian saw him coming, and greeted him happily: "Lao Ye, are you coming to our end-of-semester dinner today? Are you coming? Hey... Teacher Lin is here too? Long time no see, come together?" "

Fang Rui, who was standing on the side, gasped when he saw Lin Jingyan. Lin Jingyan smiled friendlyly at Huang Shaotian, and with the same smile, Fang Rui said, "You finally remembered that you haven't handed in your music theory final paper yet. ?”

Fang Rui only felt a stomachache, how could he forget such an important matter!

"Hey? Zhang Xinjie? Why did you come here with Ye Xiu? Are you going to eat supper together? Is anyone else your classmate? Come together?" The other person that Ye Xiu blocked, he couldn't see his face clearly, and he didn't know if he recognized him or not.

"Young Master Huang, your cell phone is still with me! Call! Old Wei's phone!" Zheng Xuan, who came out last, dragged his piano case and walked to the back. It's in the closet.

"Oh thank you!" Huang Shaotian looked back, and Zheng Xuan waved at him at the end, motioning to throw it over for him, "Hey, don't mind how you throw this thing, if it breaks, I don't have money to buy it, oh my Go to Zheng Xuan and wait for me!"

The phone was firmly held in Huang Shaotian's palm, and while he gave Zheng Xuan a wink to clean you up, he answered the phone: "Oh Boss Wei, I just finished the performance, what assessment? Oh, I know it's not the next semester, have I prepared yet?" Of course not. I don’t even know what the repertoire is. Huh? It’s not that I don’t care. I do. I just finished the last exam today. Tomorrow, I’ll go to see you tomorrow, can’t I? I’m not being lazy, don’t you believe me? Our team leader, or if you ask Lao Ye, they are all there..."

Zhang Xinjie gave Yu Wenzhou a look of "you understand", and Yu Wenzhou laughed.

He finally understood why Zhang Xinjie was so obsessed with Huang Shaotian's playing style.This person's personality and his performance are completely two extremes.

Generally speaking, although there is no positive correlation between the player's style and his personality, there will be some influence.And through the previous performances and Zhang Xinjie's description, Yu Wenzhou felt that even if this person was not so cold and glamorous, he was still a very calm and capable person. The expression of the person on the stage just now was stern, and his playing style was clean and neat without being sloppy at all, which is true. Something of his favorite virtuoso.But the person in front of him, the long string of non-stop words just now, and the way his eyes are narrowed when he smiles, is simply...

"It's very interesting, this person." Yu Wenzhou said and looked at Huang Shaotian. He was still on the phone, and a group of them just left like this. He saw Huang Shaotian turn to make gestures with his classmates while talking on the phone, and finally It seemed that they were not on the right number and laughed together.

Zhang Xinjie shook his head noncommittally at Yu Wenzhou's evaluation.

They stopped outside the concert hall. Many people came here on bicycles. Huang Shaotian was one of them. He lowered his head to unlock the piano case while raising his voice, "Xu Jingxi, do you want me to drive you or you and Zheng?" Xuan and the others go together? I tell you that if you pass this village, there is no shop here, so you won’t wait, Zheng Xuan, don’t come to your outfit. Is it me or it is me—hey Lao Ye?”

He didn't look up at Xu Jingxi, but Ye Xiu lit a cigarette and stood there. Lin Jingyan was gone, and Zhang Xinjie was there, and there was someone beside him. He didn't know him, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances .

Why do you feel a little familiar?Met before?Or does he not remember?Huang Shaotian thought about it, and felt that it was impossible. This man he didn't know had good looks, and his stature seemed to be a little bit taller than him. Now he was standing there with a smile on his face, looking at him with a peaceful expression. And quiet, good-looking like a painting.

"Cough cough." Ye Xiu coughed twice. Huang Shaotian felt that it was not polite to stare at him like this. He looked at Ye Xiu: "What? Are you going? Zhang Xinjie, are you not going? I can see it soon It's time for you to go to bed... Can't you change your schedule? You said it's a pity that we haven't had supper together for so long—"

"I'm talking about business with you, stop first." Ye Xiu made a pause gesture to him.

Yu Wenzhou smiled, stretched out his hand and said, "I'm Yu Wenzhou from Class 2 of the Composition Department. I'm the one who Teacher Ye told you before to cooperate with you."

Huang Shaotian held the strap of the piano case with one hand, and held the handlebar of the bicycle with the other. Seeing Yu Wenzhou stretch out his hand, he quickly set the bike upright and stretched out his right hand, "Hello, I'm Huang Shaotian, why don't you come sooner?" Said you were coming over—"

"What's the matter with you? Did you act more handsomely?" Ye Xiu laughed at his bow every time for a long time.

"Go, go, don't tear down my station. Is that inertia, okay? I'm not like that in every song, okay? Only people like Isayi need it, and Heifetz, my male god, also has this habit. You make fun of me with this, I really am. Let’s break the glass—” Huang Shaotian stopped talking habitually, he remembered that Han Wenqing and Ye Xiu had moved into the same office, and this plan would probably never come true.

Huang Shaotian saw that Yu Wenzhou was also laughing, and said, "Then do you have any ideas now? What kind of musical style do you want? What kind of genre? What about Zhang Jiale?"

"It's been preliminarily decided. I'll contact you some other day to talk about it in detail? Senior Zhang Jiale, I've contacted him...but it's said that his cell phone was stolen, so I can't get in touch with you these two days." Yu Wenzhou replied.

"Stolen again? Oops, I've only been here for a few days..." Huang Shaotian felt his flesh ache. Zhang Jiale's unlucky life has been like a day for ten years. He lost his mobile phone, meal card, thermos bottle and bicycle. He and Huang Shaotian were particularly sad He sighed: "Thankfully, what I learned is the piano, which cannot be brought or stolen. What I want to learn is the violin or the flute. Then every year I can buy musical instruments..."

Huang Shaotian's chopsticks that had been stretched towards the good-looking pork ribs in Zhang Jiale's bowl stopped awkwardly, but what Zhang Jiale said, he couldn't bear to snatch his ribs anymore.

"Okay, then I'll leave the phone to you? If you want to ask him, I'm fine. I'll go to the dormitory and call him for you." So they exchanged their mobile phone numbers and asked Huang Shaotian three times. This is the end of the meeting.

Huang Shaotian rode his bicycle to the south gate to have a break-up meal. Ye Xiu returned home and they returned to the dormitory in the same direction, so he said goodbye here. Zhang Xinjie asked Yu Wenzhou, "What do you think?"

Yu Wenzhou looked down at his right hand. When he was shaking hands just now, he noticed Huang Shaotian's hand. The index finger of his right hand was slightly deformed, but the fingers were slender and strong. They were perfect hands for a violin.

"I think... it would be fun to work with him," he replied.