Chapter 154 154 The shocked Jian Zhe exploded in the east of the city

The weather in Xiangcheng is not cold, and Director Chen’s sleeves are rolled up.

 Very down to earth.

Ning Xiao and Tang Ming were both impressed by the situation and went in to praise his fish.

Only Jian Zhe stood in front of the steps. He looked at the old man squatting next to Bureau Chen, he was very hesitant, even imaginative, and a little afraid to enter.

 “This classmate,” Shen Qing saw Jian Zhe holding a bag in one hand and a schoolbag in the other, and smiled, “won’t you come in?”

 “Ah…” Jian Zhe came back to his senses.

He has never met the elder in the family, but his father and his grandfather will mention the elder every time at the dinner table, saying that he is the light of the Jian family.

  It can be said that everyone in the family has seen the official pictures of Jiangjing Conservatory of Music.

Jian Zhe doesn’t have face blindness, but the official’s serious and scholarly face—

At this time, he was squatting casually in front of the fish on the ground in the yard, wearing a pair of handmade cloth shoes with yellow mud dots printed on them.

Compared with the image of the aloof dean of Jiangjing Conservatory of Music, it is too separate.

Even though their faces looked the same, Jian Zhe didn’t dare to recognize them for a while.

As for Jian Zhongyou, he didn’t know anyone from the Jian family, but he just felt that the young man looked at him for too long and didn’t take it to heart.

 “Xiaohan likes fish head hot pot the most.” Shen Qing told Bai Qian who came back.

Bai Jian put down her schoolbag and explained to Shen Qing: "She went to see Grandpa Tao. There was a TV station interviewing Grandpa Tao today, and she went to help Grandpa Tao sort out his image."

 After Grandpa Tao’s puppet show became popular, many big v bloggers were riding the wave of popularity.

The TV stations were alerted and wanted to conduct a special interview with Grandpa Tao.

Speaking of this, Bai Zian suddenly remembered and walked to Jian Zhongyou: "There is a traditional town here. The streets inside are full of small vendors. There are also old-fashioned martial arts halls with sugar figures and puppet shows... Do you want to go there later? Let’s take a look there?”

 She remembered that Jian Zhongyou came here for a trip.

"Okay," Jian Zhongyou didn't really come here for a trip, but he came here, "I'll go take a look."

 Two people were talking there.

Jiang Fuli took the grapes that Bai Qian brought to him and peeled them slowly while saying to Bureau Chen beside him: "I won't go to the meeting. You have to grasp this wave of traffic and let the Bureau of Culture and Tourism pay attention to it during the meeting. .”

Bureau Chen put down his sleeves and nodded, "We have added a lot of vendors to encourage more merchants to come, and the supporting facilities have also been increased accordingly."

"Maintaining public order in the east of the city and guiding tourists is the most important thing." Jiang Fuli peeled off the skin and went to give it to Bai Qian who was talking to Jian Zhongyou. Then he came back, "Increase the influence of traditional crafts and strive to bring more people like Grandpa Tao to the country." Find those who are skilled in the technology and lead them one by one. Add some traditional technology interaction to allow more young people to participate, and it is also essential to attract attention. You don’t have to worry about the initial funds.”

Bureau Chen is not sensitive to these things, but he remembers everything Jiang Fuli said, "The patrol brigade has all gone to the east of the city, and there is a large flow of people. We have recently been developing a tourist route to the west of the city."

 Before returning to Jiangjing, Director Chen patrolled the east side of the city every day.

The entire Xiangcheng City and the Bureau of Culture and Tourism were also very motivated and did not even have a holiday during the Chinese New Year.

There is a lot of traffic, so the small vendors in the east part of the city have not increased their prices, and even Grandpa Tao has been giving free performances to children.

The South Station is being built as quickly as possible, and the train station of the North Station has been renovated. A special tourist line has been opened. The departure station and the train station run from Huancheng Road to the Chengdong Tourist Town, striving to turn the east part of the city into a traditional tourist area.

 The initial publicity was so smooth because of Jiang Fuli’s push. Most of his funds were spent on promotion.

People throughout Xiangcheng also maintain a human touch. Most of the B&Bs are run by locals and basically only charge food fees. In their words -

I never thought that anyone would come specifically to see Xiangcheng, because even the locals want to escape, so they are very enthusiastic towards tourists.

   **

 At the dinner table.

 A large bowl of soup was brought to the table, and Shen Qing specially filled a bowl for Ning Xiao and Tang Ming.

 “Thank you.” Both of them were very polite.

Bai Zian glanced at the large bowl of soup and went around to serve himself fish soup.

 Jiang Fuli didn't drink any soup and only ate a little fish head.

As for Bureau Chen, he looked at Ning Xiao and Tang Ming and hesitated to speak.

Jian Zhe, who was sitting next to Tang Ming, did not dare to look at Jian Zhongyou on the left and Jiang Fuli on the right, so he had to keep his head down while eating.

 After dinner, Director Chen quickly helped Ji Shaojun wash the dishes.

Ji Heng's courtyard was very lively, and no one left until nine o'clock. Bai Zian returned to the room and wiped his hair, while holding his mobile phone, he clicked on Qiandu and searched -

 "The Rebirth of Dragon Aotian".

Wearing loose white pajamas, she was sitting lazily by the window. Her hair was all on the left side. She held a towel in her left hand and was stroking the end of her hair. She was swiping the screen with her right hand to watch Long Aotian.

 One eye and ten lines.

 Is there really a rebirth?

 Bai Xian read a few chapters, but it didn't say how Long Aotian was reborn, so she crossed over and was about to find someone to listen to in English. Jian Zhe's message popped up from the top of her phone.

Bai Qian clicked in and took a look: [Mr. Jian in your family, he looks a bit like one of my elders]

Bai Qian:【? 】

Jian Zhe: [I told you before that he learned guzheng when he was a child. Does Mr. Jian know how to guzheng? 】

When Bai Zian saw this, he sat up straight and slowly poked Dean Jian's profile picture, took a screenshot first, and then replied -

  【He didn't go home during the New Year】

Dean Jian was chatting with Ji Heng, and it took ten minutes before he saw the reply: [Just don’t let him tell me about me]

After reading the reply, Bai Qian told Jian Zhe: [It’s him]

On the other side of the phone, Jian Zhe, who had already gotten into a taxi, suddenly wanted to stand up and hit his head **** the roof of the car.

 The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and stepped on the brakes in horror: "Young man, do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No, no need." Jian Zhe said stiffly, although he had suspected that this was the elder of his family from the first moment he saw Jian Zhongyou.

Jian Zhe was still shocked after hearing the confirmation from Bai Zian.

Those in the Jian family do anything to meet Jian Zhongyou, and even spend a lot of money every year to bribe the people around Jian Zhongyou.

Just like this time, Jian Zhe saw that Father Jian and the others could not pick up anyone yesterday. He thought it was another piece of news about a wrong purchase, but he did not expect that Jian Zhongyou actually came to Xiangcheng.

 Still at Bai Zian’s house? !

 How did he and Bai Zian meet?

   **

 The next day.

Jian Zhe came to study with Bai Zian and others with panda eyes.

When Lu Xiaohan came over with his unfinished winter vacation homework, he was startled by Jian Zhe.

 “Hi.” Jian Zhe greeted Lu Xiaohan.

The two met at the calligraphy association. At that time, Lu Xiaohan was quite unfamiliar with Jian Zhe. Today, seeing Jian Zhe studying with Bai Zhe and the others, they became a little more familiar.

“Copy your winter vacation homework for me. I didn’t write down many difficult problems.” Lu Xiaohan whispered to Tang Ming to ask for his winter vacation homework.

 The extended questions are too difficult.

She didn't dare to ask Ning Xiao. Ning Xueshen's cold look was much better than Jiang Fuli's. If it weren't for Bai Qian, Lu Xiaohan wouldn't dare to talk to him.

Tang Ming gave her his winter vacation homework.

Jian Zhe looked at Bai Qian and Jiang Fuli in shock. Didn't they care?

　　Why can’t he even try to swipe his phone secretly?

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Xiaohan finished copying her homework and read the wrong questions that Bai Zian gave her. She packed her schoolbag and said goodbye to Bai Zian in a low voice, "Sister Xian, I'm going to find Grandpa Jian."

She and Dean Jian are also netizens. Knowing that Dean Jian is going to the tourist area in the east of the city, Lu Xiaohan will act as a tour guide for Dean Jian. East of the city.

Dean Jian arrived first. He was wearing a gray shirt and holding a cattail leaf fan given to him by Ji Heng.

As soon as we got off the tourist bus, volunteers came up and asked, "Grandpa, are you traveling alone? Do you want some water?"

 He unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Dean Jian.

On the sixth day of the lunar month, there was an endless stream of people coming to the east of the city. The volunteers saw that Dean Jian was quite old, so they specially found a young man to take charge of his safety. Before Lu Xiaohan came, Dean Jian was taken away Went to see a puppet show.

There is also a stand next to it for audience performances.

Volunteers stuffed Dean Jian with a candy man painting, and took him to see the stands for amateurs. In addition to puppets and masks, there were also erhus on the stands.

　　A child of seven or eight years old came up to perform a face change.

 Dean Jian was infected by this enthusiasm, and his head was filled with enthusiasm. He sat up and took the erhu next to him.

 He is not proficient in other instruments, but he is good at them.

 “Grandpa, the two springs reflect the moon!” A group of people in the audience applauded.

No one here knows him, but he applauds and cheers for him in the audience, not for exams or performances, but to enjoy himself with everyone.

Dean Jian was sitting on a stool, holding the bow in his right hand relaxedly, with his **** and ring finger casually inserted between the bow shaft and the bow hair. Most of the people present were young people, and it was not appropriate to play sad music during the Chinese New Year.

 What do young people like?

Dean Jian suddenly remembered something, and then he raised his legs casually, narrowed his eyes slightly, pulled the strings with his right hand, touched the **** and ring finger lightly, and a lively and exciting voice floated out of the stage.

Like a joyful wave floating into the calm lake, playing a song.

An erhu resounded through the sky.

 Burn the entire eastern part of the city.

Young people’s eyes lit up. Isn’t this “sexylove”?

They can actually play the erhu, a traditional musical instrument? !

There were almost no experts present. All they knew was that the erhu had a really good charm, and it was joyful and a little bit coquettish, which was very inconsistent with this serious old man.

 For a time, a group of people gathered on the stage where there were only a few people watching, following the sound of the erhu.

Countless people recorded the screen, completely surrounding the stage.

When Lu Xiaohan came, Dean Jian was looking for her for help. She finally pulled Dean Jian out of the crowd and handed him the milk tea that Bai Qian had brought for him.

 The two of them squatted secretly behind a huge blue trash can drinking milk tea.

"Grandpa Jian, you actually know young people's music?" Lu Xiaohan took a sip of milk tea and listened to half of "SexyLove".

 Astonishing.

She always thought that Dean Jian was a serious person, and she would not dare to go beyond talking to him online. Only today did she discover that he has an interesting soul.

“It’s not me,” said Dean Jian, who was opening the door to the new world by Bai Zian. She squatted down holding the milk tea, “You played the guzheng at the back table first, she is better than me.”

The serious and unruly charm, Dean Jian felt that the Bai Yan bomb was relatively in place.

These classical instruments do not necessarily have to play classic repertoire all the time. Let more people know that even the erhu can be played at all times and at home and abroad.

 “Sister Xian?” Lu Xiaohan rolled his eyes.

Bai Qian only practiced piano at her own home. Except for that school anniversary, Lu Xiaohan never heard her play again.

But yes, as far as her feeling is concerned, the yuppie is just right.

   **

 Seven o'clock in the evening.

Bai Qian and Jiang Fuli came to the east of the city to find Lu Xiaohan and Dean Jian.

 The tourist route is on the newly built Xiangshan Avenue. Connected to Xiangbei is Wutong Road, a popular tourist street. The entire Wutong Road is paved with bluestones, and a Ping'an Road, also made of bluestones, crosses the middle.

The Shu Association Martial Arts School is right next to the intersection of Xiangshan Avenue and Wutong Road, and the shopping mall on Xiangshan Avenue is about to open.

Lu Xiaohan took Dean Jian to a roadside stall on Pingan Road. The two of them sat at a low table, waiting for snacks to be served.

Wutong Road is five meters wide, Ping'an Road is a little narrower, so there are fewer people than Wutong Road.

Bai Qian is wearing a long white linen dress today, her long hair is half pulled up lazily, and her long dark hair hangs down to her shoulders. Behind her are the lights of thousands of houses, and she blends into the artistic conception of this street.

Next to her, Jiang Fuli was a bit out of tune with the crowd. He was wearing a white shirt, buttoned up to the collar. His delicate eyebrows were somewhat indifferent due to the lighting, and he calmly followed Bai Zian through the crowds.

Lu Xiaohan didn’t expect that someone like Jiang Fuli would eat snacks with them, so he asked the shopkeeper to bring another snack.

"Have you finished shopping for the afternoon?" There was only one stool left next to him, and Bai Zian sat down to talk to the two of them.

 Jiang Fuli was standing behind her waiting for them.

"There are too many people," Lu Xiaohan told Bai Qian about how Dean Jian almost couldn't get out. "We haven't finished shopping yet, and we haven't visited the martial arts gym yet."

As she spoke, she was thinking about how to say (hu) serve (you). Bai Qian recorded a video.

 Help, she really wants to see Bai Zian play those tunes on the guzheng.

Dean Jian was very satisfied with what he saw today. The night light reflected in his eyes, "It's very nice here."

"Why don't you stay here for one night and experience the local customs?" The store brought two portions of chicken tenders and thoughtfully gave them four skewers. Bai Qian inserted a small piece with the skewer and handed it to Jiang Fu behind him. Leave.

“I’ve thought about it too, but the B&Bs here are full.” Dean Jian was very worried.

Bai Qian also took a bite slowly, "Do you mind staying at the Book Association?"

   **

eight pm.

 Xiangcheng Mansion, Jian Zhonghai and others have just finished eating. They still haven't heard any news about Jian Zhongyou today.

Ren Qian was a little hesitant, "Dean Jian did not check into the hotel I checked. Are you sure he is in Xiangcheng?"

Jian Zhonghai held the tea cup, frowning, and asked Jian Rong sitting on the sofa: "He hasn't replied to you yet?"

Ren Qian also looked over. Jian Rong opened his phone, and the conversation with Jian Zhongyou was still on it.

Jian Rong: [Hello, uncle, I am Jian Rong, the grandson of Jian Zhonghai]

Jian Zhongyou: [Do you want to learn guzheng? 】

 Abbreviation: [I have never studied]

 Jian Zhongyou: 【. 】

 Abbreviation: [Are you in Xiangcheng? 】

 There was no reply later.

Jian Rong stared at this ".", not knowing what this uncle meant, "He didn't reply to me."

Jian Zhe was called back by Jian’s father just after finishing reading in the afternoon. He sat with Jian Rong and listened to Jian Zhonghai’s words.

When Ren Qian and Jian Zhonghai looked over, he couldn't help but lower his head, click on the novel on his phone and start reading.

 The message from Bai Zian was sent—

　　【Is there anyone in the book association? 】

 (End of this chapter)