Play fast and fast, eat up the love brain in one bite

Chapter 168 Musical Talent vs. Guqin Inheritor 8

Shen Jingzhou's ugly expression was hidden under his pulled-down baseball cap, and the cold aura that permeated his body was very obvious.

Chun Nianren had just drunk a few glasses of wine, and because of the alcohol, his temples were aching slightly, so he decided to get out of Shen Jingzhou's arms first.

She reached her onion-like fingertips into the ice bucket and took out the cell phone that Qu Xinyue had thrown in there.

The icy clear screen lit up and the phone was not broken.

"I'll find you a place to rest and go back to school early tomorrow."

"No~ I don't want~"

Qu Xinyue still wants to make trouble.

Chun Nianren turned his eyes to Chen Qian and asked him to come to deal with Qu Xinyue's matter.

It is true that he signed Qu Xinyue because of Shen Jingzhou's recommendation, but ultimately he also saw that Qu Xinyue had potential and was worth cultivating.

Of course, we won’t let Qu Xinyue be wasted in the spotlight of public opinion, and we have already criticized her where she should be criticized.

Chen Qian slowly poured a glass of wine and handed it to Qu Xinyue personally.

"Your solo album will start recording soon. If you plan to make it in this state and your voice is ruined, I don't mind finding someone else to sing your praises."

Hit the snake at its most vulnerable part. Qu Xinyue’s eyes widened in an instant.

Chen Qian glanced at Shen Jingzhou inadvertently, unable to see his expression clearly, and looked at Qu Xinyue.

"The executive agent assigned to you is waiting for you in the nanny car downstairs. She will take over your work from now on. If you have any questions, please contact her directly."

Qu Xinyue finally stopped struggling and pushed away the wine that was offered to her.

"No more drinking. Drinking too much is bad for your throat. Let's go."

He stood up and rushed to Chun Nianren, tears of gratitude filling his eyes as he gave her a big hug.

"Teacher, go to bed early. I love you."

Before leaving, Chen Qian glanced at Shen Jingzhou, and seeing his gaze rest on Chun Nianren, he sighed inwardly.

Shen Jingzhou's concert had just ended and his throat was tired. He definitely didn't come here to drink.

Chen Qian smiled and left right after Qu Xinyue.

Shen Jingzhou only noticed the weariness in Chun Nianren's cold eyes and asked in a low voice: "Did you drink? I'll take you home."

"Drink a little."

There was a dull pain in his temple, Chun Nianren couldn't even force a smile, and nodded.

"Thank you. Sorry to bother you."

In the early morning night sky, a few scattered stars are floating in the thick inky black.

A black Mercedes SUV was parked under a camphor tree on the roadside.

In the rearview mirror, a bunch of white gentian lies quietly on the back seat, and the faint sweet fragrance lingers at the end of the senses.

Shen Jingzhou unscrewed the thermos cup and handed it to Chun Nianren.

"Honey water, to sober you up."

Chun Nianren's consciousness was somewhat dulled by the alcohol, and he looked a little surprised, as if he didn't have the impression that he was such a gentle and considerate person.

However, this rare look of surprise on her face only lasted for a moment, and the next second her subconscious mind had retracted the emotion.

He took it politely and smiled.

"Thank you."

She smiled lightly, like the indifferent moon, not very bright, but surrounded by a layer of mist, floating in the air.

I touched my lips with the honey water. The sweetness and temperature were just right, and it didn't make me feel sick after drinking it, so I took two more sips.

Shen Jingzhou asked for the address and started the car to drive towards her house.

The cool breeze in the dark night rushed in through the half-open car window.

Chun Nianren leaned back slightly and closed his eyes to rest. The cool night breeze also alleviated some of the discomfort he felt after drinking.

The car was quiet, with only the faint sound of breathing in the night wind.

The red light came on at the intersection ahead, and the car stopped slowly and steadily in front of the zebra crossing.

Shen Jingzhou glanced sideways, his gaze lingering for a moment on her slightly furrowed brows.

"Still feeling uncomfortable?"

The spring-loving person's slender eyelashes moved slightly, feeling uncomfortable, but not drunk.

"Much better."

After saying that, she opened her eyes, turned her head to look at him, and smiled at him gently.

"I haven't congratulated you yet. The concert was a success."

The wind blew up the loose hair on her temples, passing through her ethereal and delicate eyes in the dark night, and her voice, stained with alcohol, was like a dispersing mist.

The way she smiled showed that she was clearly in the mood to indulge herself.

But he didn't want to do it in this way, which seemed to be a repeat of the same mistakes.

He wanted to have a good outcome with her, a very good outcome.

The love in Shen Jingzhou's eyes was too deep to be expressed in words, so he retracted his gaze, not daring to look again, and smiled softly.

"Thank you, but why didn't you come?"

The reserved seat was empty, but he was not disappointed.

Chun Nianren retracted his gaze upon hearing this.

A common and general reason was used.

"I am busy."

She turned her head to look out the window and raised her hand to lower all the windows.

The green light came on, the car moved forward, and the night wind rushed into the window.

The wind blowing in your face seems to be able to wash away all the unclear and inaccurate emotions in your eyes, eyebrows and heart.

Suddenly, Shen Jingzhou asked, "Are you free in a few days? I want to ask you for a favor."

She asked, "Hmm?"

Shen Jingzhou said: "I wrote a song before, but I haven't found a suitable guqin teacher to arrange it, so I haven't finished it yet. Would you like to help me? If you have time?"

Thinking of spring makes people's eyelashes droop.

Are you willing or not, do you have time or not?

She considered it seriously.

"Saturday is the only time I have time."

"Okay, then Saturday."

Shen Jingzhou responded quickly, as if he would be neglecting her if he was late.

Chun Nianren lives in the school, so his car is parked downstairs of the family building.

Chun Nianren unbuckled his seat belt, feeling relieved that everything was finally over and he was home. He said goodbye to Shen Jingzhou: "Thank you, be careful on your way home."

Shen Jingzhou turned to look at her and nodded with a smile.

"I'll send you the address later. See you on Saturday."

Chun Nianren said ok, opened the door and got out of the car, turned around and waved at him, then walked into the building.

Shen Jingzhou watched her until she walked into the elevator and disappeared into the corridor.

He maintained this posture for a long time before he calmed down the hidden emotions in his heart, retracted his gaze and prepared to drive.

The moment he turned the steering wheel, the headlights on the opposite side suddenly lit up. The bright light was so blinding that Shen Jingzhou narrowed his eyes slightly.

Not far ahead, a black private car parked in the dark drove out and parked sideways in front of the car.

The rear window slowly dropped, revealing a middle-aged woman sitting inside.

It was a well-maintained face with a cold look.

Chun Nianren's mother, apart from the fact that she also has a cold undertone in her temperament, Chun Nianren has no other similarities with her.

Shen Jingzhou frowned, turned off the car, opened the door and got out.

Chun Wenqin's driver also got off the car and stood far away, keeping an eye on the situation here but unable to hear the ensuing conversation.

Shen Jingzhou closed the car door with his backhand, and the dull sound spread in the quiet night.

Chun Wenqin was still sitting in the car, and although she looked askance at this, she...

When those in a higher position handle matters, they usually do not use dirty words or show ferocious expressions, and want to achieve their goals without bloodshed.

"You are very outstanding and have great potential at a young age."

She seemed to recognize his abilities and admire his achievements.

But above the class, those who can stand in front of her are all successful people, and the young people are all young talents.

When I compliment you, you really shouldn't take it seriously.

"But she has better options."

Chun Wenqin's voice was calm and cold.

Shen Jingzhou stood in front of the area illuminated by strong light. He had a very beautiful posture and image, but he did not have the ambition and arrogance of a young celebrity.

"Mayor Haru, what's the better option?"

He looked down at his watch.

"Son of a politician? Second generation of a wealthy man?"

This was probably the first time someone challenged her in front of her, and Chun Wenqin frowned in displeasure.

Her gaze was undisguised, as if she was looking at a rebellious young man who challenged authority and disobeyed discipline.

But she was not angry, instead her expression became gentle.

"You broke the bed in Chunnianren High School. Can you afford to pay for it now?"

Being gentle is just a bloodless means used by those in power.

That bed piano could pull at all the pride and self-esteem of the young Shen Jingzhou.

"Our family didn't care then, and it doesn't matter now."

Chun Wenqin teased him gently, but seeing that he remained calm and stubborn and unwilling to give up, she decided to just speak her mind.

"You try your best to stand at the top of your own life, but your height is just the foot of my daughter's mountain."

"You asked Old Yu to order Zhang Qin? Why don't you dare give it to her?"

Shen Jingzhou's custom-made guqin was a very private matter, but it was easy for Chun Wenqin to check him out.

"Mr. Yu's instrument is very good, but you also think it can't compare with the famous Tang Dynasty instrument in her hand, right?"

"Young man, some things are determined by fate."

"It's a pity that fate is not on your side."