empire superstar

Chapter 274 Night outside Moscow
There was a knock on the door, Pei Hongyu opened the door, looked at the middle-aged man in front of her suspiciously, and asked in English, "Who are you looking for?"

"Hi, I'm here to see Mr. Liao Yuan Liao."

The middle-aged man eagerly took out his business card: "I am also from Huaxia, here is my business card, my son Wu Di also came to participate in the Tchaikovsky Competition, he is in the piano group, he has always admired Mr. Liao... "

Pei Hongyu took the business card and looked it over, and saw that it said "General Manager of Engineering Department of Nanhai Construction Group, Wu Zhongsheng" and other words.

"You wait."

Pei Hongyu said a word, then turned and left, returned after a while, and said to Wu Zhongsheng: "Come in."

Wu Zhongsheng was overjoyed, and walked in with the gift box in his hand.

Liao Yuan was reading a book, but when he heard the movement, he stood up, shook hands with Wu Zhongsheng, smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Wu."

"Hello, Mr. Liao."

Wu Zhongsheng excitedly put the gift box aside, held Liao Yuan's hand and shook it vigorously, "Mr. Liao, I have always wanted to meet you. My son likes to play your works best, such as "Defending the Yellow River" ,"Flight of the Bumblebee"……"

Liao Yuan listened to Wu Zhong's long-winded praise, his smile remained undiminished, and he asked after a long time: "I don't know why Mr. Wu came to me this time?"

Wu Zhongsheng paused, and then said with a smile: "Wu Di has won many piano competitions in China. He was once known as the piano prodigy in our Nanhai Province. Although he has grown up, his strength has not diminished. This year I just turned seventeen and passed the qualifying round of the Tchaikovsky Competition. I heard that Mr. Liao was the judge of the piano group of this competition. I thought that we are all Chinese, and if we go abroad, it is equivalent to a compatriot of the same mother. relatives..."

Liao Yuan understood the implication of Wu Zhongsheng's words, and he was not an elm lump who knew nothing, so he smiled and said: "I think I have already understood the reason for Mr. Wu's visit. You are right, everyone is a descendant of Yan and Huang." , if Wu Di's strength reaches the standard, of course I won't be stingy with words of praise..."

Wu Zhongsheng was overjoyed, held Liao Yuan's hand tightly again, and said gratefully: "Mr. Liao, I really don't know how to thank you. By the way, you haven't eaten yet, right? Let's go..."

Liao Yuan declined and said: "Mr. Wu, I think this moment is not the time for eating, drinking and having fun. The Tchaikovsky Competition will start soon. I hope you, as a father, will spend more time with your child. At this time, the child needs it very much." Encouragement from relatives."

"This……"

Wu Zhongsheng hesitated for a moment, finally nodded and said: "Mr. Liao is right, after the game is over, I will come to thank you again."

Liao Yuan frowned slightly.

After sending Wu Zhongsheng away, Pei Hongyu said beside him, "Are you sure you want to help?"

"They're all from Huaxia, and anyone who can help will definitely help. Of course, the premise is that this Wu Di really has this strength. If the mud can't support the wall, no matter how nice I say it will be useless."

Liao Yuan smiled, and then continued to sit on the cradle chair and read a book.

He was reading a historical work on Russia. As he expected, in the course of history, Russia and the other Russia he knew did not have a big difference in the general direction, but they were separated in historical details. There are still huge changes in the clouds and fog.

After coming to Russia, Liao Yuan has been immersed in these fragments of history. Combined with the stories of his previous life, it seems to have opened up the perspective of God, giving him a new perspective on the major events in Russian history.

The day passed quickly.

On the second day, Peter came to the hotel to have a pre-match exchange with Liao Yuan, and drove Liao Yuan and Pei Hongyu to enjoy the cultural scene of Moscow all the way.

Walking through the historic Kremlin, standing beside the famous Volga River, and enjoying the ballet of the Bolshoi Theater, Liao Yuan remembered the beautiful scenery that he had never seen in his previous life.

The most forest parks in Moscow are everywhere, and green belts can be seen everywhere on the streets.

Overlooking the city from a high altitude, you will see a vibrant green sea, so it has the reputation of "the capital in the forest".

Peter parked the car on the outskirts of Moscow.

There is still a rush of green here, with large expanses of birch trees with lush branches and leaves. Around the woods, there are some bottles with a hole dug in the middle, which are prepared by nearby residents for birds and squirrels, filled with food, Some places have even built small houses so that birds or squirrels can have a safe place to roost in rainy weather.

There are countless century-old trees around, and in the other direction of the forest, there are several ponds, and some residents are still swimming in the water.

The sky gradually darkened, and on the shore, bonfires flickered, surrounded by some young men and women playing guitars and singing loudly.

Peter smiled and said, "This is the night outside Moscow."

Liao Yuan watched this scene, tapped his fingers on the edge of the car window, and recalled the historical stories about Russia that he had seen today.

At night, Liao Yuan tossed and turned, unable to sleep alone, and finally knocked on Pei Hongyu's door.

Pei Hongyu obviously didn't fall asleep either. Tomorrow is the competition. Facing the world's top music competition, even though Liao Yuan had instilled various relaxation signals in her before, Pei Hongyu still didn't feel sleepy at all.

When seeing Liao Yuan, Pei Hongyu was obviously nervous: "Boss."

Liao Yuan hummed, "Are you asleep?"

"Not yet." Pei Hongyu said.

Liao Yuan laughed, and pointed to the violin case hanging on the wall behind Pei Hongyu: "Don't be nervous, I just want to borrow your violin."

"what?"

Pei Hongyu was taken aback, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she quickly said, "Okay, I'll bring it for you."

Liao Yuan returned to his room.

He put the bow on the strings and put it on his shoulder, silently feeling the touch of the violin.

After a while, he drew the bow, and the strings of the violin trembled slightly.

He closed his eyes slightly, immersed in the ocean of music.

……

The melodious music faintly passed through the wall and reached Pei Hongyu's room.

This is the music in the style of the former Soviet Union...

Pei Hongyu's heart skipped a beat, she pressed her ear against the wall, and vaguely heard a singing voice:

"One day the flames of war came to my hometown
The lad took his gun and went to the frontier
sweetheart, don't worry about me
Waiting for my return in that birch forest..."

A strange emotion rose in Pei Hongyu's heart.

In the slightly sad sound of the piano, Liao Yuan's singing interspersed, but there was a hint of high-spirited in the deep, as if whispering in the ear.

The lyrics are revealed gently, which makes the whole song have a stronger sense of image.

As she listened, Pei Hongyu's nose was slightly sour, and she felt like she was about to cry. She made up a great story in her mind.

[During World War II, the Soviet army forced the German army out of the border.A Soviet reconnaissance team accidentally obtained important information while going deep. At the same time, the German army sent tens of thousands of soldiers to encircle and suppress. 】

[Information is very important. The radio station of the reconnaissance team was damaged during the battle and could not be activated. So they went deep into the enemy's belly and grabbed the radio station to send out information. There was no return after this trip. Facing tens of thousands of German soldiers, the reconnaissance team All soldiers were killed. 】

And this song describes the off-screen story of one of the soldiers in the reconnaissance team.

A girl is under the birch forest, silently watching her lover go away with the army. She engraves her and her lover's names on the birch tree, and waits for her lover's victory with full expectation, but the army is victorious, and his The lover never came back.

The singing drifted away, and the sound of the piano gradually disappeared.

Pei Hongyu raised her head, trying to calm down her emotions.

She looked at the lamp above her head, silently in a daze.

When the piano sounded again, she put her ear against the wall again and listened carefully.

This time, Liao Yuan didn't make a sound, but the violin made a more melancholy and melodious long chant...

Gradually, the sound of music lingered around her ears, as if whispering a story in Pei Hongyu's ear.

At that moment, she seemed to see a lake on the outskirts of Moscow.

Surrounded by white pine forests after snowfall.

Trees cast long shadows under the moonlight.

The water of the lake is glowing with phosphorescent waves.

Musical notes danced on the lake.

And a peaceful heart...

That night, Pei Hongyu lay on the wall and listened to the music for nearly an hour, half of her body was completely stiff.

She never thought that the violin music played by the boss was so wonderful.

Every note melted in her heart, and then brewed, rippling and moving ripples.

In this ripple, she saw her smiling face.

She smiled.

Our boss must be very lonely...

(End of this chapter)