where are you baby

Tan Huanxi looked at the brisk walking and smiling butler amusedly. This old butler who had always been calm and decent showed such an excited look, and seemed a little impatient. He chuckled and said, "Uncle Zhao, what's the matter today?" happened?"

The butler was slightly stunned, and then embarrassedly wiped the tip of his nose with his fingers, but the smile on his face never faded: "Young master, it's not me, but you, young master. I can assure you, tomorrow's birthday banquet, young master Definitely the brightest one."

"Oh?" Tan Huanxi's tone was light, but it aroused his curiosity.

The butler smiled and said no more. It would be meaningless to say such a surprise. The young master still needs to experience it personally. He took Qin Huanxi up to the second floor, passed through the long corridor, and finally found himself in the room at the end of the corridor. He stopped outside, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and said respectfully: "Master, the young master is here."

"Come in!" The old man's angry voice came from the room.

The butler immediately opened the door and turned to let Tan Huanxi in: "Young master, please!"

Tan Huanxi walked into the room and looked at the furnishings in the room curiously. Dozens of expensive violins filled the whole room. This is obviously the most precious collection room of the old man.In the memory of this body, the old man attaches great importance to this collection room, and usually does not allow anyone to enter at will. Even the original body has only entered two or three times in the past 20 years.

"Grandpa." Tan Huanxi withdrew his gaze, stood where he was and greeted the old man.

"Here we come..." The old man put down the violin he was stroking, and called Tan Huanxi to his side. After Tan Huanxi approached, he turned around and walked to the wall, and pushed one of the cabinets away. There was actually a door behind the cabinet. He opened the door and walked in, "Huan Xi, come in with Grandpa."

Tan Huanxi curled his lips into a smile. This collection room also hides other secrets, but the old man does have a lot of collections. Every violin in the collection here is very valuable, and there are even some of the most famous violins in the world. The hands of the three violin masters are even more valuable.

Tan Huanxi walked into the inner room. The decoration in the inner room was very elegant, and one could tell at a glance that the owner attached great importance to the collection. He watched the old man take out a locked box, unlocked several passwords, and took out the box from the box. A quaint violin, his eyes widened in surprise: "Stradivari?"

Even if he was mentally prepared, the old man suddenly brought him into the collection room and allowed him to enter the room for the first time, so there must be something to show him.But at this moment, Tan Huanxi was still extremely excited. In the memory he inherited, he knew that the old man had a precious famous piano, and he didn't usually show it to others easily. Even the original body was only seen once in a child.

When the old man was young, he was also a violinist who attracted worldwide attention. He had a violin that he never left. The old man cherished this violin more than his own life.

When Tan Huanxi was very young, the old man touched his head and told him that this piano is the best partner of his grandfather, who accompanied him through the loneliest moments, and accompanied him to stand on one dazzling stage after another. stage.Without this piano, there would be no him back then. It was his partner who brought him supreme glory and dignity.

"She has a very beautiful and touching name - Black Diamond!"

"Black Diamond..."

The old man caressed the body of the violin respectfully, tenderly, and sacredly as if he were treating a priceless treasure. His eyes were full of uncontrollable enthusiasm. It was not until a long time before he handed the violin to Tan Huanxi: "Only those who are worthy of her can If I use her, if I can't find someone worthy of her dignity in this life, when I leave this world, I would rather bury her with me."

Qin Huanxi tried his best to restrain his trembling hands, and took the violin carefully. The Stradivari violin, the Amati violin and the Guarneri violin are the three most famous violins in the world, but not every Violin All Tradivarian violins are of such precious value.

Qin Huanxi was originally a violin lover. He had heard many legends about this violin since he was a child. The first owner of the "black diamond" was naturally not Mr. Qin. It can be said that the black diamond has been passed down in the Qin family for several generations. , In the end, it was in the hands of Mr. Qin.

People haven't seen the black diamond for a long time after Mr. Tan retired from the world stage. Originally, Tan Huanxi thought that the person who could inherit the black diamond would be his father.My father once used this violin in a competition, which made him famous overnight, but his father and mother died unexpectedly ten years ago, and the black diamond never appeared again in the next ten years.

"Grandpa, can I really use her?" Tan Huanxi still couldn't believe it.

The original body also has a good violin that belongs to him, which is from the Amati family, and it is also a birthday present from Mr. Qin. It has been with him for more than ten years, but it cannot be compared with the black diamond anyway.He doesn't expect to own black diamonds in the future, but if he can perform on stage with this violin once in his lifetime, he will have no regrets in this lifetime.

Old Man Tan smiled very kindly and softly, he stroked Tan Huanxi's head lovingly and said, "Otherwise, why did Grandpa let you meet?"

"Is it really possible?" Tan Huanxi only felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest, and his wide eyes were full of expectation.

Mr. Tan suddenly laughed heartily, and said with a joking smile: "Don't believe it? If you don't believe it, you can try it now."

Tan Huanxi looked at the old man steadfastly, and under the encouraging eyes of the old man, he nodded vigorously.Immediately, his expression changed, and he gently set up the violin seriously and solemnly. The cool touch of his fingertips made him seem to have hallucinations, and an incomparably sacred light from the body of the violin spread throughout his body through his fingertips.

"Florence Night" once described the world's most famous violin master Paganini's violin playing: in the sound of the violin, there is an indescribable sacred passion, sometimes vibrating mysteriously like soft waves Whispers, almost inaudible; now and then like horns in the woods by day and night, so sweet and pleasing to the heart; at last they become wild cheers, like a thousand troubadours plucking the strings at the same time, Singing a high-spirited song of triumph.You can never listen to such a wonderful sound with your ears; it only allows you to dream with your heart in the quiet night when you are close to your lover's heart.

At this moment, Tan Huanxi suddenly understood what kind of experience and mood this was. From the moment the black diamond uttered the first sound, he understood, was intoxicated, and was fascinated.He couldn't help but immerse himself in the sound of the black diamond, and he devoted himself wholeheartedly, as if the slightest inattention was a blasphemy to the black diamond.

In another villa of the Qin family mansion, there was a gentle and moving melody. Just as the servants were involuntarily immersed in the melodious sound of the piano, there was an extremely piercing melody in the next second, followed by " There were a few bangs, something hit the ground, followed by a few random sounds of smashing objects and kicking furniture, mixed with the sound of shattering glass cups and porcelain.

The servants woke up from the dream made by the sound of the piano, scattered in panic, and went to work.

Qin Siyu pinched the edge of the table with white fingertips, her originally delicate and beautiful face was now distorted and hideous because of anger, her eyes were stabbed red, and she tried her best not to yell out, staring at the mess lying on the ground The violin, red eyes seem to drip blood.

Qin Huanxi!

It's all because of Tan Huanxi. If it wasn't for him, she would have become the best violinist in the Tan family long ago. She thought that she would finally not have to live in the shadow of Tan Huanxi. Yingcai, only when Tan Huanxi disappears can she truly live out herself.

However, hasn't Tan Huanxi already turned into a vegetable?Didn't the doctor say the chances of waking up are low?Why didn't God take him away in time?Why let him wake up again?

Since Tan Huanxi came back, the glory she had so hard to get has gone far away from her, and even the opportunity to participate in the birthday banquet was deprived by him, how could she be reconciled?

"Si Yu, what's the matter?" Zhu Xia walked in, and seeing the glass and ceramic shards all over the floor, she immediately frowned, and her already serious face immediately became expressionless, especially when she saw random When the violin was thrown on the table, anger welled up, "Is this how you treat your violin?"

"Mom, I..." Qin Siyu felt timid in the face of her mother's anger. She turned her head to look at the violin lying in the pile of scattered items, and even the overturned water glass, which was walking along the table. Water dripped from the horns, she hurried over, picked up the violin, and hugged it carefully in her arms.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I..." Qin Siyu shook his head desperately.

Zhu Xia sighed softly, stroked Qin Siyu's messy hair gently, and arranged the hair that covered half of her face behind her ears, revealing a beautiful face. She sighed, "Siyu, if you You have always been in this state, not to mention that grandpa will never notice you, and you will never be able to surpass Tan Huanxi in this life. Parents know that you work hard, but your practice these days, not only is not in the state, but also often makes mistakes ..."

"Mom!" Tan Siyu finally couldn't help interrupting his mother's lecture, choked up and said, "Mom, grandpa is biased. He only has eyes on Tan Huanxi since he was a child. Whether it's a game or a concert, every time It's all Tan Huanxi's priority. When did he think that we are brothers and sisters of Tan Huanxi? When did he give us a chance to show off? Also, he said that the violin is our partner. He obviously has so many talents. Qin, I know that Cousin An has always wanted the Amati, and we are all his grandchildren, but he still gave Tan Huanxi the Amati as a birthday present..."

"Shut up, Si Yu, how can you yell so presumptuously, do you want to be heard by your father? Have you forgotten the etiquette I usually taught you? No matter what happens, you must not forget yourself The self-cultivation..." Zhu Xia frowned deeply.

"Cultivation?" Qin Siyu laughed mockingly, "Mom...you know that I practiced so hard with my uncle for tomorrow's birthday banquet, I was afraid that I would not be able to keep up, so I pestered my uncle desperately during the day to let him accompany me more I practiced several times, and I practiced alone until late at night. I didn't want to disappoint my grandpa. I kept thinking that I had finally waited, and I could finally let everyone know that there is not only one Tan Huanxi in the Tan family, but also me, Tan Huanxi. Si Yu. I also want to be a proud granddaughter of grandpa, but why? Why does grandpa go back on his word even at this opportunity? Why does he treat me like this..."

Looking at her daughter's hoarse cry, Zhu Xia suddenly remembered the news she had just received, and the hatred in her eyes flashed away. Then she restrained all her emotions, and gently comforted her out-of-control daughter: "As long as you work hard enough, there will always be so for one day……"

"Work hard? No... There will never be that day..." Qin Siyu rested his head on his mother's shoulder, murmured with tears in his eyes in a daze.

Zhu Xia hugged her daughter tightly, patted her gently, her expression was calm, and there was an unknown light in her eyes.

The author has something to say: Regarding this Stradivari violin "Black Diamond", I chose the name randomly, which was inspired by another Stradivari violin "Ruby" (I originally wanted to call it Black Diamond). Pearl’s, poof~~~), and Suwanai Akiko’s Stradivari “Dolphin” (in fact, I also thought about calling it the voice of the mermaid), as for the story of “Black Diamond”, I will write it later, of course it is also I made it up, please don't delve into it, thank you, okay!