Chapter 529

Lu Yucheng's face had a flash of tension, but immediately recovered as usual, "he an."

"Then you take it. What if it's about the company?"

"There's nothing urgent. Now I'm going to eat with you. He's not important."

Aunt Chen, who was holding the soup, began to laugh. "Lu Shao is really nice to Miss Gu. When she gets up to cook in the morning, she doesn't let me interfere. She says that she can't have three meals a day with Miss Gu, so she must make breakfast by herself. I'm so embarrassed that I don't work with my salary in vain! "

Gu shallow a little embarrassed, buried in eating their own fried eggs, bite, like a little squirrel.

Lu Yucheng looked at her and felt better about being harassed by the phone.

After dinner, he rubbed Gu Qian's hair and said with a smile, "there are some things in the company today. I'll go and deal with them and come back with you as soon as possible."

"No, you're busy."

Gu Qian sent him to the door, waved to him, and saw Yucheng land and get on the car.

He an was waiting at the door. Seeing Lu Yucheng passing by, he opened the door and let Lu Yucheng get on.

Gu Qian was a little surprised. Why did he an still call at the door?

The car left and she went back to the room.

Aunt Chen goes shopping to prepare the food for noon and evening. Gu Qian is at home alone.

When there was no one at home, she went into the small study, closed the door, took out the boxes she had brought back from Shu Wei yesterday, and sorted out the contents one by one.

Old fashioned CDs, almost all cello.

She found a relatively new one, put it in the CD-ROM of the computer and played it.

With the melodious sound of cello, Gu Qian felt a lot of peace in his heart.

In those days, her parents often played such music, hugged and danced in front of the fireplace at home.

She clapped her hands beside her, or pretended to have a partner and danced with her.

Think of childhood, Gu shallow can't help but red eye.

But immediately, he patted his face, "don't think about these past things, there are business to do!"

Gu Qian took out the CD, sorted it out, and then began to look through his notes.

These notes are the whole process of her piano learning in those years, including who the teacher was, what repertoire she learned, where she practiced, how many performances she performed, and how she felt.

She didn't have many friends when she was a child, and Shu Wei was one of them. Therefore, if she didn't tell Shu Wei, she would keep a lot of words in her diary.

She flipped through the diary, vaguely remembering that it should have the information she wanted.

"Yes!"

Gu Qian searched for a long time and finally found a diary of that year.

Grandfather Schubert's email was copied from dad's mobile phone. Today, I sent an email to thank him for making such a good piano for me

Gu Qian looked at the mailbox and was overjoyed.

This is the master who made the piano for her at that time. The connection between them has always depended on Gu's father, but she got this mailbox noisily in those years, although she didn't use it in person.

Later, Gu's family was gone, her parents died, and she didn't touch the cello again, so she didn't use the mailbox herself once.

She thought for a moment, took a photo of herself with the cello CD, opened the mailbox, sent it to the master, and left a message.

Hello, Mr. Schubert, I'm Gu Qian from China. I don't know if you still remember me who once customized a cello with you

She thought that Mr. Schubert would not reply so quickly. Unexpectedly, she replied immediately. She even gave her a phone number and contact information of FaceTime.

Gu shallow some surprised, did not expect so easy to contact.

She immediately added him, then called FaceTime, and Mr. Schubert answered almost every second.

"Oh, little girl, it's really you! I didn't admit it! God

"Mr. Schubert!" Gu Qian saw that the old man was in good spirits. He had a long beard that was very high. He couldn't help reddening his eyes.

It's easy to get emotional when old friends meet.

When the old man saw Gu Qian, he was very excited, and a lot of questions jumped out, "dear little girl, why haven't you contacted for so long? Where's your father? Oh, dear, I sent an email to your father. He didn't reply me. I thought he had forgotten my old friend! "

Gu Qian's tears fell out.

"My father, my father and more than my mother have died!"

"Oh, my God! My poor child! I don't know what happened! Oh, my God! Don't cry, child. I'm really sorry! "

The old man in the video opposite, sad expression.

Gu Qian didn't want to make Schubert feel uncomfortable with himself. He forced his tears to smile at him.

"How have you been, my dear? Is there anything I want to say to my grandfather? "

Gu Qian saw his kind face and couldn't help telling him.

She said her own experience again, but she didn't say some things, such as what she suffered in taking care of her family, how she was cheated by the scum man, and the bloody life. She didn't think it was necessary to repeat it.

She said some things, and also said some difficulties that she couldn't get through. In a word, the old and the young talked all morning.

It was not until Aunt Chen came back, cooked a meal and went upstairs to call her that Gu Qian found that he had been chatting for so long.

She said, "Mr. Schubert, I'm going to lunch. We'll talk when we have time."

"OK, my little girl, if you want to come to Austria, I'll make another piano for you!"

"Thank you! By the way, Mr. Schubert, I want to ask you something

"What's the matter?"

"Well, a few years ago, I met a girl who played cello. Her name was Bai Yimei."

"Bai Yimei?" Mr. Schubert frowned slightly, a little at a loss.

Gu Qian didn't seem to remember, and then said, "I saw the cello she used. It was made by yourself, sir. The pattern is your seal. At that time, we became friends because of Qin. But by chance, this friend left my city and lost contact with me. I miss her very much now. Do you remember such a person and have her contact information? "

Schubert patted his head. "I don't remember a name like this, my Qin. In China, only two people have done it. One is your father and the other is a gentleman from Hong Kong City."

"Port city?"

Gu qiantai's eyes suddenly brightened.

Bai Yimei is the daughter of gang in Hong Kong City!

"Can you tell me her contact information?"

"But the one who wants me to make a piano, though she lives in Hong Kong City, is not a Chinese name. Her name is Anna instead of Mei."

Gu Qian is a little lost.