don't call me singer

Chapter 45
"coming!"

"coming!"

"Xiao Bai is over there!"

In the practice workshop, the seniors and sisters of the Mechanical Department stood outside the door and looked into the distance.

More than a dozen campus commuter cars drove by from a distance, and it seemed that more than half of the commuter cars on the campus had been requisitioned.

There is a larger army of bicycles in the back, mighty.

Countless young ladies and sisters in fluttering white dresses ride on their bicycles and are reflected on Dongyuan Lake, as pure and beautiful as they have returned to decades ago.

Gu Xiaobai was sitting in the front car, smiling and saying something to the camera.

The campus parade suddenly turned into "Xiaobai shows you Dongyuan", but Ang Ge didn't care at all.

No matter what it is, as long as Gu Xiaobai appears on the scene!
"This is Dongyuan Lake. There are many beautiful stories about this lake. In our school song, this lake is also mentioned..."

"This is the metalworking workshop of our school's internship center, and we will also come here for internships."

At this moment, Gu Xiaobai saw Qinchuan and Sister Jing standing in the shadow of the workshop, and waved and called out, "Sister Jing! Senior Qinchuan!"

"That's Senior Qin Chuan and Senior Sister Jing. Senior Qin Chuan is the master who taught me the flute, and I learned from him my "Qinchuan Xing"! Senior Qin Chuan plays the flute very well!" Gu Xiaobai said to him. Lens Road.

The girls who followed closely heard it and immediately screamed.

"Hello, Master!"

"Master Master Wan'an!"

"Master, thank you for teaching us Xiaobai to play the flute!"

Qin Chuan's face turned red all of a sudden.

Jing-senpai held his hand again.

Another young lady shouted in a mess: "Hello, teacher!"

"The lady is so beautiful!"

Sister Jing can't hold it anymore.

Is this world so hot?
Qin Chuan held back for a long time, not knowing what to say, so he could only blushed and held up the flute in his hand.

Gu Xiaobai also raised the flute in his hand, just like holding the holy sword high, and it would be dazzling to transform in the next second.

Seeing Gu Xiaobai disappear in another direction, the singles around Qin Chuan happily discussed: "I think, if this video is broadcast, the ratio of girls in our Dongyuan University will skyrocket!"

"Yes, our happy days are coming..."

"I'm so happy... I smell the smell of spring..."

Girls who are going to apply for Dongyuan University in the future, you must remember...

Fire and theft, prevent seniors.

A group of girls next to them said in their hearts while rolling their eyes.

At noon, Qin Chuan finished his lunch, changed his clothes, and got on the bus at the school gate.

An old and strong school like Dongyuan University is far from comparable to emerging schools. The campus is located in the central area of ​​the city, so it is convenient to go anywhere.

In less than half an hour by bus, Qinchuan arrived at West Street.

West Street and several nearby streets are a gathering place for various artists, and most of the nearby shops are related to art.

Qinchuan came to an antique-decorated musical instrument store called "Flute and Xiao Yuan", opened the door and walked in.

Inside the Dixiaoyuan, there are various national musical instruments hanging on the walls, such as flute, Xiao, Hulusi and other wind instruments, as well as Guqin, Guzheng, Pipa, etc. There is also a huge drum in the corner, cowhide. Face, brass nails, red lacquer body, red festive, amazingly large.

Seeing Qin Chuan, a young woman in a cheongsam came over, looked at Qin Chuan, and showed a professional smile:

"What kind of musical instrument do you want to buy?" Seeing the flute bag on Qin Chuan's back, "Do you still need to fix the tuning? If it is the tuning of the flute and flute, we have a skilled master upstairs to tune it on the spot. Dixiao is the most professional in flute and flute..."

Qin Chuan was a little nervous. He pursed his lips and said, "I'm here to sell musical instruments, no, I want to make musical instruments to sell..."

Qin Chuan has always been in school. Although he looks rough and old, he is actually a child in an ivory tower, and he stutters when he speaks.

"Selling musical instruments?" The cheongsam young woman suddenly became vigilant, "Sorry, our store does not accept second-hand musical instruments."

These days, there are quite a few educated thieves. They know that musical instruments are expensive. God knows where these musical instruments come from.
Qin Chuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "I'm not... this is not a second-hand musical instrument, it's a musical instrument I made myself. I want you to try it..."

The young woman in cheongsam frowned, and saw that Qin Chuan took out a few simple, unadorned bamboo flutes, which were placed on the counter one by one.

To be honest, these unmodified bamboo flutes look a bit miserable.

The young woman in cheongsam said: "Our flutes are all from big factories and have been tuned by famous masters, so we can't buy them casually..."

In other words, please come back for a broken flute like you who doesn't know where it came from.

Qin Chuan is not the kind of person who is particularly articulate, and he doesn't know how to convince the young woman in cheongsam at this time.

Stupid people have their own stupid ways.

Qin Chuan didn't say anything and didn't leave. He picked up a flute in the key of E with both hands and put it to his lips.

Squinting his eyes, his back straightened, Qin Chuan, who was originally short and black, suddenly changed his aura.

Before the young woman could react, the sobbing sound of the flute instantly filled the entire flute and xiao relationship.

Qin Chuan's name is Qin Chuan, and he was also born in Qin Chuan.

He was born, grew up, and left on the vast land of Qinchuan, eight hundred miles away.

But that indescribable feeling, like this flute piece, will always be by his side.

Accompany him to college, accompany him to find a girlfriend, accompany him to face countless setbacks, and accompany him to come here.

No matter how the world changes, this song "Qinchuan Love" has never disappointed him.

He only hoped, and now, too.

E key is the original key of "Qinchuan Love". This E key flute does not need to change fingerings, and it is more like a duck to water when playing.

The timbre of the flute in E-tune is as clear as the moist willow leaves on the water's edge, and Qin Chuan's skills are as skilled as a swimming fish coveting willow leaves in the water.

He has played this tune since he was a child. He doesn't know how many times he has played it, and recently he has rehearsed it countless times.

But at this moment, there is no accompaniment of the orchestra, no one to give him the atmosphere, no audience, no teammates.

At this time, you can only rely on yourself.

The moment his lips touched the flute, Qin Chuan thought of his parents, his beloved girl, and Xiaobai.

But at the moment when the flute sounded, all distracting thoughts disappeared.

In his heart, there was a determination, like a general who was about to go into battle to kill the enemy.

The three-pitched sound that went up quickly was like a soldier blowing a horn, and then the long trembling sound was like a personal soldier with a broken gong, shouting: "General, raise the tent!"

I, General Qin, are here!
　Thank you all for your recent support.

　　Uncle Ha has another helmsman, thanks to Earthman Chen Hao~ He seems to be an old face too.

　　There are others who keep rewarding, thank you~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)