The full moon is like a painting, and the waning moon is a poem. The moon in late autumn is a bright sunset, both painting and poetry.

Qin Hu was about to go back to the bedroom to rest, and the nanny came over and said, "Auntie, Mr. Big, please go to the study."

Qin Hu walked to the study and heard the sound of zithers coming from the study along the way.

The moonlight in late autumn is clear, bright and gentle, and it embodies the sound of the zither in the study to melodiously and melodiously.

The door of the study room was open, and I stood at the door and looked in. But under the silver light, Qin Shanhai was sitting in front of the crescent guzheng and playing the zither casually.

The orioles sing in the middle of the door, the flowers are slippery, and the quiet throat flows under the water of the spring.

Qin Shanhai's fingertips seemed to draw a world of infinite thought with music, and the white-clothed zither-playing man merged with the world.

The zheng was filled with worries, and Qin Hu smiled.

Her sudden appearance interrupted Qin Shanhai's fingertips, and the sorrows in the zither music ended abruptly, but they all gathered between the eyebrows of the zither-player.

"Sister..." Qin Shanhai's call was full of blame, and he also held his brother's usual dependence on his sister.

"You are not convinced by your own son?" Qin Hu smiled even deeper.

Qin Shanhai was a little helpless. After being ridiculed by his son, he was continued to laugh at by his sister. He was so miserable!

Qin Hu walked to Qin Shanhai, and the two were separated by a zither, sitting and standing, and the picture was particularly harmonious.

"Your son, if you are ridiculed, you can still beat him?" Qin Hu asked back.

Of course, Qin Shanhai couldn't, but he felt aggrieved inside.

Qin Hu said again: "What's more, you are not a seamless egg, and you have such a big bone that can be picked on by him, right? No matter what, he has a marriage certificate, do you have it?"

When Qin Shanhai heard this, he stood up in anger and was about to leave with his sleeves.

Qin Hu grabbed him: "Don't leave first!"

Qin Shanhai looked dark. He was originally here to ask for comfort, but he was hit even worse. If he didn't leave, would he continue to stay here and be pierced into a hedgehog after being pierced by thousands of arrows?

"I have something to talk to you. I originally planned to talk to you tomorrow. Since you have time tonight, let's talk to you tonight." Qin Hu said.

"I'm not available." Qin Shanhai refused.

"Yes, you are busy with anger and you are really not available." Qin Hu nodded, expressing his understanding.

"What anger? Who can make me angry?" Qin Shanhai's dead duck was stubborn.

Qin Hu knew that his younger brother was just for good face, so she nodded and said, "Father and son competed, and his father always lost. This is indeed embarrassing, so he can't admit it even if he is angry."

Qin Shanhai almost stomped his feet, "Sister..."

Qin Hu hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, since you are not busy with anger, do you have time to talk to me now?"

"What song do you want to play with my elder sister? I will accompany you." Qin Shanhai said as he returned to the guzheng and sat down.

Qin Hu: "..."

"You are a guzheng player, not a talk show player. Why are you smart? " Qin Hu said, and found a chair to sit down.

After Qin Shanhai was silent for a few seconds, he seemed to have thought it was open and asked, "What are you going to talk to me about?"

"What distinguished guests are you planning to invite at Ozu's wedding?" Qin Hu asked.

"I didn't want to invite you." Qin Shanhai was very decisive.

"Shan Hai, you can't do this. Xiang Qing and I have discussed it. Ozu will develop in China in the future. I hope we can help him. The Guzheng industry is not an entertainment industry. It must first be recognized by industry insiders. Even industry insiders do not recognize it. No matter how big the splash it arouses outside the circle, it will only make the industry insiders laugh at it." Qin Hu said in a gentle tone.

"So what?" Qin Shanhai frowned.

"Borrowing Ozu's wedding, we invite all the masters in the Guzheng world, descendants of the aristocratic family, representatives of the genre, as well as authoritative musical instrument commentators and literary commentators in China. Our Qin family shows sincerity. For the sake of his father, they will definitely be willing to create momentum for Ozu. After all, Ozu is the third-generation successor of the Yunzheng family. No matter how good Gong Yi is, his surname is not Qin."

Qin Shanhai said stubbornly: "Sister, does he care about the identity of the 'third-generation successor of the Yunzheng family'? He has never cherished it. How did he let us down ten years ago? He felt that this was a shackle and a burden. He was noble and proud. He didn't want to be exposed to the Yunzheng family's glory. Now he depends on himself!"

"Shan Hai!" Qin Hu frowned. She was extremely convinced that her nephew's temper was just following Qin Shan Hai. This younger brother was not ordinary stubborn.

"Anyway, I don't care who my mother and my elder sister want to invite, but I won't come forward." Qin Shanhai straightened his waist in front of the crescent guzheng and then started to play it casually. This time, he popped up a noble and arrogant aura. Whose body does not have a pride?

Qin Hu was happy, and Qin Shanhai's words were obvious. Of course, he agreed to rely on family power to help Qin Xiaojin, but he was very proud and must not let go of his mouth.

"This Crescent Guzheng is indeed a good zither. It took a lot of time and effort from the master zithermaker," Qin Shanhai suddenly said, "Did Gong Yi give it?"

Qin Hu nodded, "Bong Yi has always been a caring child."

Qin Shanhai pondered for a moment and said, "Sister, you should remind Xiang Qing carefully that marketing is a science, she must grasp the degree and not harm our Ozu."

Finally, he was about to start caring about Ozu. Qin Hu raised his spirits and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Famousness is a double-edged sword. For example, this 'crescent guzheng' is not famous in the guzheng brand and is unknown, but it also lacks many worries. For example, 'Dunhuang' is the most famous factory piano brand in the guzheng industry. It is sponsored by manufacturers in various instrumental music competitions every year. What is proud of is fame, and what makes it bother. The famous fame eventually leads to the flood of counterfeit goods..."

Qin Shanhai said this, Qin Hu deeply felt that: "Dunhuang Guzheng is the leader of the factory piano brand, with an annual output of 100,000 units, of which more than 80,000 units are produced by ordinary practicing zithers, but for the majority of zither friends, there is still a shortage of supply, so many amateur Guzheng teachers cannot get the authentic 'Dunhuang' pianos. Many Guzheng stores even sell fake goods directly, and online sales are even more rampant of counterfeit goods... But what does this have to do with Ozu?"

Qin Hu cast a puzzled look, and Qin Shanhai realized that he had a breakdown. What he really wanted to say was Gong Yi, not the "crescent guzheng" sent by Gong Yi.

Return to the topic.

Qin Shanhai said: "There is a lot of controversy about Gong Yi's popularity. In that international competition of national instrumental music, Gong Yi won the gold medal, which was the gold medal in his first major competition in his life, but his call for winning before the competition was not as good as the second place. But no matter whether it was the second place, the third place, or the number of places, the outside world knew that these rookies were held by the master on the podium..."

"Shan Hai, it's not too one-sided to say this. It's said that famous teachers produce great disciples. These children have been taught by famous teachers since childhood, and their skills are already relatively superb."

"These children have been taught by famous teachers since childhood, and they are all diligent and hardworking. Their skills are not much different. If they are almost the same, they are the competition between the masters behind them."

"Shan Hai, Gong Yi won the gold medal, I really didn't operate behind the scenes. You see, I even refused the invitation from the chairman of the jury, just to let Gong Yi speak with his own strength."

"My sister is famous for being low-key in the industry and has a well-known reputation, so she naturally disdains to do these things. However, Gong Yi won the gold medal and did have a hand behind the scenes. Although that hand was not a sister, it also held the name of her sister. Who in the industry does not know that Gong Yi is her sister's favorite student? The second-placed person left the domestic zither world after the competition and left Japan, which was extremely disappointed with the Chinese guzheng industry."

"Every circle is the survival of the fittest. Some people become winners, and some people fail. This cannot be blamed on Gong Yi." As Gong Yi's teacher, Qin Hu still wants to say a fair word for Gong Yi.

Qin Shanhai also did not deny this, "Bong Yi is tough, hardworking, and can seize opportunities. I didn't expect this poor child to reach his current status by hype."

"Bong Yi's popularity has also expanded the popularity of the Guzheng, and has played a good role in the popularization and promotion of Guzheng and the popularization and promotion of folk music, right? So, maybe we can change our attitude towards the style of young people." Qin Hu's face has always been a peaceful smile, and she has been friends with the zheng all her life. Even every breathing movement is elegant.

"I said fame is a double-edged sword. Gong Yi is now in the limelight, and the industry has more and more negative comments about him. Even the pusher who helped him win the award began to re-mentioned old things. I heard that last time in Beidaihe, Gong Yi almost fought with the other party for this matter."

Qin Hu smiled completely. She looked at Qin Shanhai's tense face and said, "Shan Hai, you said so much, and you are worried about Ozu, right? You don't want Ozu to experience the same experience as Gong Yi, and you are afraid that Ozu will be hurt, right?"

Qin Shanhai stopped talking.

Qin Hu sighed: "You, if you can tell Ozu directly about your concern for Ozu, the relationship between you father and son will not be so tense."

"Who cares about him?" Qin Shanhai looked serious.

"You!" Qin Hu said with a smile.

Qin Shanhai: "..." It was obviously a rhetorical question, and he asked and answered himself. Why did my sister answer?

………………………………………

Because he was going to be a guest to attend Gong Yi's Guzheng concert, Qin Xiaojin rehearsed the piano with Gong Yi for several hours in Gong Yi's room, and returned to his suite late at night.

Bai He heard the sound of opening the door in the room, immediately closed the laptop, tiptoed to the door to listen, and his ears came to the door, and the knocking sounded.

It was too close to her, and the knock on the door shocked her eardrums, making her jump all over.

The knock on the door continued, and it was like a stance that it would not open the door.

Bai He looked back at Qin Lang and Qin Langhua who were sleeping heavily on the bed behind him, and had to open the door. However, instead of letting Qin Xiaojin enter, she slipped out and then closed the door behind him.

Qin Xiaojin frowned and looked at Bai He. She had not changed into her pajamas yet, so she asked, "You don't sleep so late, are you waiting for me?"

Bai He: "…"
Chapter completed!