The younger generation, starting from where the wind blows...

Chapter 321 Jiang Nansun's Attack
302 Dormitory.

Chen Nanxing and Yang Zixi are discussing how they will spend Chinese New Year's Eve if the show is selected.

When Xu Hongdou returned from the balcony after making a phone call, Chen Nanxing asked first, "Hongdou, how did things go with your discussion with your sister?"

"It's already been agreed upon."

Xu Hongdou walked to her desk and sat down, turning to look at her three roommates: "Our family plans to spend the Chinese New Year in Yanjing, and we'll rent a house here then."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Zixi's voice rang out.

“I’m also planning to tell my mom that I want her to come to Yanjing during the Spring Festival. I’ll find a rental apartment here, as long as I can cook.”

Xu Hongdou looked at Chen Nanxing.

"Nan Nan, what about you?"

"Since you're all planning to rent a place, I'll rent one too."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Qing turned her head away from the computer.

"Nan Nan, I advise you to stay in a hotel. It's more convenient and easier to manage your time."

This time, Yang Zixi, unusually, didn't contradict Xia Qing but instead joined in the persuasion.

“Nan Nan, I’m not planning to go home for winter break, so I’ll definitely have to rent a place outside. When my mom comes over, she can just squeeze into the same room with me. It’s different for you.”

If my parents come to visit, I'll need to find a two-bedroom apartment, which is expensive and difficult to find for short-term rental.

Chen Nanxing glanced at Xu Hongdou, then hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but didn't.

If Xu Hongdou's family came to Yanjing for the New Year, there would be one more person than in their own family.

Why do Yang Zixi and Xia Qing only advise themselves and not Xu Hongdou?

"Nan Nan, I think Xia Qing and Zi Xi are right. Why don't you take your aunt and uncle to stay in a hotel?"

Seeing that Xu Hongdou was also advising him in this way, Chen Nanxing had no choice but to nod.

After the lights were turned off, Chen Nanxing couldn't sleep, so he hid under the covers and sent a text message to Xu Hongdou.

Why did you also try to persuade me to stay in a hotel?

Xu Hongdou replied instantly:
"Don't you feel that staying in a hotel lacks the festive atmosphere of Chinese New Year?"

Chen Nanxing held his phone with both hands and typed quickly: "Yes, my family makes dumplings every year for Chinese New Year. Staying in a hotel means we have to eat out. And on New Year's Eve, we have to rehearse and wait in line, just my parents, all alone."

“Actually, my sister and I initially planned to stay in a hotel, but then Yang Muyi said he had a vacant house and could rent it to our family for the Chinese New Year.”

what?
Chen Nanxing suddenly flung open the privacy curtain and looked towards Xu Hongdou's bed across the room.

Xu Hongdou also tacitly lifted the curtain and looked this way.

Their eyes met.

Xu Hongdou made a shushing gesture at Chen Nanxing, then pointed to her phone.

Chen Nanxing nodded in understanding.

A short while later, Xu Hongdou sent another text message.

"Don't worry, on New Year's Eve, your uncle and aunt will come to my rented house to make dumplings with my parents and sister. After our performance, we'll go back together to celebrate the New Year."

After reading the text message, Chen Nanxing couldn't help but press his phone tightly against his chest, feeling a warm glow inside.

After that, he sent another text message to Xu Hongdou.

"I'm so touched I could cry."

"Stop overthinking and get some rest."

-

The dormitory next door.

Zhu Suosuo was lying in bed when her phone, which was tucked under her pillow, suddenly vibrated.

Zhu Suosuo immediately took out her phone, only to find that the message was from her cousin Luo Jiaming, and she was immediately disappointed.

Without even bothering to read what the message said, Zhu Suosuo stuffed her phone back under her pillow.

Jiang Nansun wasn't on QQ today. Zhu Suosuo sent her a text message, and Jiang Nansun replied after a long time, saying, "Practicing the piano."

Unable to find anyone to chat with, Zhu Suosuo, feeling utterly bored, sent a text message to Luo Jiaming, inquiring about her uncle and aunt's recent situation.

She had only sent one text message when Luo Jiaming sent three text messages back in quick succession.

Each of these entries is almost as long as a short essay.

After patiently reading through the text, Zhu Suosuo replied to Luo Jiaming with a text message more than an hour later.

As a result, Luo Jiaming sent two more text messages.

This time, Zhu Suosuo deliberately didn't reply.

Unexpectedly, Luo Jiaming was so persistent that he sent a third text message after so long.

After lying down with her eyes closed for a while, Zhu Suosuo still couldn't fall asleep, so she simply took out her hand again and opened Luo Jiaming's text messages.

This time, Luo Jiaming didn't waste any more time with long-winded nonsense. He simply asked Zhu Suosuo when she would have her vacation and when she planned to come back.

Zhu Suosuo started replying to messages.

She was going to tell Luo Jiaming that she didn't plan to go back for the Spring Festival.

I was typing when my phone vibrated and I received a new message.

Are you annoyed?

Zhu Suosuo assumed it was another message from Luo Jiaming, and angrily deleted the text message she had already typed, intending to leave Luo Jiaming hanging for a while longer.

I'll reply to the text message when I remember.

Only after exiting did I realize that the text message was from Jiang Nansun.

Although she misunderstood Luo Jiaming, Zhu Suosuo did not intend to correct the mistake, but immediately opened Jiang Nansun's text message.

"I didn't finish practicing the piano until 10:30 today. I just took a shower. Are you asleep?"

Zhu Suosuo started replying to the text message: "The young lady is still awake, how dare I sleep? I'm just waiting for you to chat with me."

Jiang Nansun replied to the text message instantly: "Is something going on?"

Zhu Suosuo replied to the text message with delight: "You guessed right this time! There's good news and even better news. Which do you want to hear first?"

"what?"

"Sisters Who Make Waves received an invitation from the Spring Festival Gala's production team, asking us to submit our programs for the gala's selection process."

"Really? That's wonderful!"

"I thought you were going to ask what the better news was."

"Is there even a need to ask? If your program is actually selected for the Spring Festival Gala, you'll have an excuse not to go back to Shanghai for the New Year."

Upon seeing the message from Jiang Nansun, Zhu Suosuo couldn't help but smile.

That's why I say Jiang Nansun is my best friend.

Just as I was thinking this, Jiang Nansun sent another text message.

Which song are you planning to submit, "Little Apple"?

"There's another new song. I've already sent it to your email, but you can listen to it yourself. Don't spread it around. If anyone else finds out, I'm dead."

"Don't worry, I'll delete it after I listen to it tonight."

After editing and sending the text message, Jiang Nansun put down his phone, turned on his computer, and logged into his email.

After the file was downloaded, Jiang Nansun dragged it to the MP3 player, put on her headphones, turned off the lights, and lay in bed to listen to it.

……

The following evening, Pei Shi arrived at the Jiang family's house as usual.

The nanny, Chen Ma, opened the door.

When Pei Shi entered the courtyard, she didn't hear the sound of piano practice from the second floor as she had in the past few days, which she found rather strange.

"Aunt Chen, isn't Nansun home?"

"Yes, she came back around 4 p.m. and has been in her room ever since."

Pei Shi nodded, thinking that she might be overthinking things.

Upon arriving on the second floor, the door to Jiang Nansun's room was ajar.

Pei Shi didn't deliberately conceal her footsteps, wanting to alert Jiang Nansun that she had arrived.

Even after we reached the door, the room remained quiet and completely still.

Pei Shi peeked through the crack in the open door and saw Jiang Nansun sitting in front of the computer, wearing headphones and listening to music.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door.

Fearing Jiang Nansun might not hear her, Pei Shi deliberately increased the volume. Jiang Nansun, who was in front of the computer, suddenly turned around and, upon seeing Pei Shi standing at the door, stood up without even taking off her headphones.

I glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer screen and realized it was almost 7:30.

Pei Shi entered the room.

"Nan Sun, what song are you listening to? You seem so engrossed."

"I didn't hear anything—"

Jiang Nansun hurriedly shut down the music player, and then deliberately blocked the computer screen with his body.

Pei Shi had no intention of probing the truth, and asked Jiang Nansun with a smile, "Can we start practicing the piano now?"

Jiang Nansun picked up the violin case next to the desk and took out the violin and bow.

Just as she was about to put the piano in front of her neck and start practicing, Pei Shi suddenly called out to her.

"By the way, Nansun, there's something I need to discuss with you."

Jiang Nansun put down the zither and looked at Pei Shi with a blank expression.

"what's up?"

"Xia Chengsi called me this morning, hoping to move the video recording in Dali to this weekend. Do you think that's okay?"

This weekend?
Jiang Nansun's eyes widened in surprise.

She hasn't even mastered the piece yet, how can she record a video?

After seeing through Jiang Nansun's thoughts, Pei Shi shrugged and explained, "I've told Xia Chengsi about your situation. His suggestion is that you film a video first, and I'll do the voice-over for you later."

this--

Jiang Nansun hesitated before speaking:
"Does that mean I should pose for photos?"

"Correct."

Pei Shi nodded.

Both she and Xia Chengsi felt that Jiang Nansun had acted before, so she shouldn't be too opposed to staged photos.

that's the truth.

Jiang Nansun's first reaction was not anger, but worry about what would happen if the video was discovered after it was released.
"Xia Chengsi assured me that he had hired the most professional team and that no one would notice any flaws."

Pei Shi comforted her.

In fact, posing for a musical instrument performance is much easier than lip-syncing.

Lip-syncing requires matching the lip movements, while posing with musical instruments only requires pretending to be seriously playing them.

During filming, various wide shots and close-up shots can be switched to conceal the traces of staged photography.

Moreover, Jiang Nansun himself can play this piece, but he doesn't play it very skillfully or fluently.

This is different from pretending to be completely ignorant.

After Pei Shi's explanation, Jiang Nansun's doubts were completely dispelled.

But Jiang Nansun still has one problem.

"Didn't we agree that we wouldn't go to Dali to record the video for at least half a month? Why are you in such a hurry all of a sudden?"

"Xia Chengsi wants this song to be released as soon as possible."

"But is there really a need to be in such a hurry?" Jiang Nansun asked, puzzled.

"Don't you know yet?"

Pei Shi looked at Jiang Nansun with some surprise: "Yang Muye's song has been selected by the Spring Festival Gala director team, and at least one of them will be performed on the Year of the Ox Spring Festival Gala, so Xia Chengsi wants to take a gamble."

Jiang Nansun didn't quite understand at first.

What are you betting on?
Pei Shi then explained that if the song becomes popular after its release, it might be noticed by the Spring Festival Gala production team.

Although they definitely won't be invited to perform, as long as this song is featured on the Spring Festival Gala, they, as the "original musicians," can also ride the wave of popularity.

There was another reason Pei Shi didn't mention.

If "The Wind Rises" is indeed selected for the Spring Festival Gala, the most likely performers to be invited for the piano and violin duet will be just a few.

This includes Pei Shi's adoptive mother, Yan Shengjiao.

Although she was disheartened by Ke Ze, Pei Shi still felt grateful to her adoptive mother, Yan Shengjiao, and wanted to repay her in the same way.

Jiang Nansun's idea was even simpler.

If my best friend is on the Spring Festival Gala, and I can also indirectly appear on the Gala in this way, it's like keeping them company.

Upon thinking of this, Jiang Nansun immediately took Pei Shi's hand.

"Shishi, let's start practicing the piano."

Pei Shi was quite surprised by his energetic demeanor.

“Nan Sun, what I just said is true, but the chances of this song being selected are not as high as you think.”

Jiang Nansun pulled Pei Shi to sit down in front of the computer, helped Pei Shi put on headphones, and moved the mouse to click on the music player.

Pei Shi was wondering what song Jiang Nansun wanted her to listen to when a strange yet catchy intro started playing.

Pei Shi was suddenly stunned.

Another new song?
Her judgment was based not only on the unfamiliar intro melody, but also on the "rough" soundtrack synthesized by music editing software.

Isn't this someone's signature habit?

Just as I was wondering what was going on, that familiar voice rang out.

It really is Yang Muye!
Pei Shi immediately perked up and listened attentively.

"The sunset over the sea is like a painting from my youth."

"Put it in the sky and wait for the seagulls to take it away."

"The distant sails are battered by the wind and waves."

“I will never be afraid even if it hurts for my dream.”

……

"I hope that every wish I've made will blossom along the way."

"Hide the person in the rain under the eaves."

"Time washes away the clamor of adversity and vicissitude."

Who are you thinking of on this quiet night?

The last line of the lyrics lingered in her ears, causing Pei Shiqing to involuntarily close her eyes.

I wish I could be in a quiet night right now, lying in bed, listening to this song on repeat.

As she was lost in thought, a hand gently rested on Pei Shi's shoulder.

Pei Shi opened her eyes, took off her headphones, and looked up.

Jiang Nansun's voice rang out first.

"Would you like to hear it again?"

Pei Shi struggled for a moment.

"Let's practice the piano first."

After listening to such an inspiring song, Pei Shi is now full of energy.

She finally understood why Jiang Nansun had reacted with such enthusiasm.

Before I arrived, Jiang Nansun must have listened to this song on repeat countless times.

Jiang Nansun supported Pei Shi's shoulder, pressed her back to the computer, unplugged her headphones, and clicked play again.

Under Pei Shi's puzzled gaze, Jiang Nansun explained, "Listen to it one last time, and then start practicing."

Pei Shi, of course, did not believe it.

Jiang Nansun must have said these words to her many times before she arrived.

The results of it?
Jiang Nansun was still listening to the song over and over again when she knocked on the door.

It has to be said that this song is really catchy, especially for those who are working hard and striving.

Thinking of this, Pei Shi suddenly had a request.

"Nan Sun, could I get a copy of this song?"

Jiang Nansun shook his head apologetically.

"This song was submitted by Suo Suo and her colleagues to the Spring Festival Gala director team for review. Suo Suo secretly sent it to me and told me to keep it a secret and never spread it outside."

(End of this chapter)