Chapter 843: Peace of Mind

While everyone in the blue group was rehearsing, Hu Changchai updated the photos and short videos taken during today's birthday celebration to his home.

When it comes to birthdays, everyone is more enthusiastic. Some do "countdown to 30 days to celebrate birthday" one month in advance, some organize "24-hour birthday celebrations", and some specially send blessings at midnight, just like celebrating the New Year. The atmosphere was decorated with joy.

【Great! The crew also celebrated Teacher Qin’s birthday (〃'▽'〃) and the cake looked delicious]

[Hahahahahahaha, why are the facial features wrinkled together again in the third photo? Qin Xiaolang, don’t use your face like that! ! 】

[Is the unknown teacher opposite reading a letter? Then I can imagine Lord Yanjun’s moved and embarrassed mood (slapping the table and laughing wildly. gif]

[This expression looks like me being taken to a well-known hot pot restaurant by my relatives and friends]

[I’m so laughing goose goose goose goose]

[Happy birthday, Teacher Qin! ! ps. I ate the fairy food from the wives at home today. I hugged all the wives who drew pictures and wrote articles to praise them~]

[I would like to whisper that part of the reason why the family was not harmonious before was because many of my old fans went into retreat to prepare for their birthdays (like me), which made the topic area a little noisy. But now that it is such a big birthday, everyone should be happy. Yeah——】

【News updated again! Xiaolang said that they are still preparing for tomorrow's performance. When they have some free time tonight, they will start a live broadcast to watch everyone's birthday celebrations together (I stand and applaud)]

[I rushed to grab the front row...! 】

[Oh, he is so gentle. Someone below asked "Will it affect his rest?" Xiaolang said, "I just need to relax before the performance. How nice."]

[How did Qingqing upstairs know that I also immediately collected this reply #tears]

[This person has never changed, so we must work harder to be ourselves (and try to maintain the atmosphere at home) so as not to become a burden to him]

【Seconded--】

[Yes, yes, neither party should be a burden to the other party. They are obviously family members who speak out when they have something to say and post it when they have time! #THUMBS]

[You can look forward to another live broadcast tonight, happy! I suddenly felt motivated to write the test paper hahahahaha]

[I vaguely remember that Qingqing is going to take the entrance exam for Qin University of Science and Technology (so awesome, I’m worshiping...). I hope that after a week, I can have a stable mentality and perform well (Call Mao Maotou call.gif]

[Hey, how come the version I got has already finished the exam #shocked]

[←I don’t know, but it’s not a big problem XD I hope everyone can achieve the desired results]

【Okay! 】

[Ahem, cough, digression, have all the local ladies in Shanghai grabbed the tickets? 】

As soon as this topic was posted, it immediately received countless replies, half of which were in tears.

As promised, everyone couldn’t make it there due to reasons such as working and studying too far away! Liar! I just clicked in and it was gone! !

In a certain company, Yan Liyue, the "Liu Li Moon", was reading through the lamentations of her friends, and then thought of the two QR code e-tickets that had been lying quietly in her mobile phone, and showed a very heartless smile.

The colleague's sister who was sitting opposite her desk heard the gentle laughter and raised her head to glare at her.

"Ahem."

Yan Liyue, who was caught fishing, immediately put her finger to her mouth and made a zipper motion, shrunk the webpage seriously, and reinvested in the documents and reports.

At the same time, on the other side of Shanghai, Feng Yi refreshed the ticket purchase APP, his heart filled with the same resentment as Qingqing.

Everyone is badmouthing the blue group. I didn’t see you giving up when I bought the tickets!

There are one or two hundred VIP seats, six or seven hundred in-field seats, plus three or four hundred open-air seats, a total of more than one thousand, two hundred seats, and they will be gone if you don’t want them!

He searched continuously for a while but still got no results. The Lynn Theater was a thief. Yesterday, it only released tickets for the afternoon and evening sessions on August 20th. The ticket sales channel had just been opened for five minutes. Tickets for each seat were available. Just all sold out.

Feng Yi scrolled and scrolled, and a message from Zhao Qilin popped up at the top.

Have you bought your tickets? Zhao Qilin asked.

Feng Yi clicked his tongue and sent a voice message: "No! It's all the fault of those 'film review experts' outside. They said that the red group was more popular and no one watched the blue group. I was waiting to buy tickets after get off work last night, but I didn't I thought it would be empty as soon as I opened it!”

Zhao Qilin chuckled: "Don't listen to their nonsense. Qin Ke is gaining momentum. Not to mention the fans of the actors, even those of us want to eagerly participate in Qin Ke's related social activities and vent our excitement. Tickets It’s not unusual to be sold out.”

Then he said: "I heard people say that you can still find errors by refreshing the APP now. There are always people who pay overtime or get refunds. Take a look."

Feng Yi sighed: "I know, I'm doing it right now, but the problem is that all I get are scattered tickets. I want to take my wife and kids with me."

Zhao Qilin laughed and said: "Then there is no other way. Why don't you send an email to Lynn Theater and ask if there are any parent-child seats."

The same goes for him. People who listened to "Bingbi Zhishu" are analyzing the blue group's works as fairy tales and family fun, so he also plans to take his wife and children to watch the show as a support for Qin Yi Technology.

"That's okay." Feng Yi responded casually, although his daughter was quite old and seemed not to be considered a "parent-child".

He closed the chat window with Zhao Qilin, sent another email, and called the customer service of Lin En Theater. After struggling for a long time, there was still no appreciable result, so he couldn't help but put down the phone bitterly.

"dad--"

It was noon, and my daughter who was going to and from school came back. She happened to see Feng Yi putting on a bad face, "What, you have to work overtime again?"

"No."

Feng Yi waved his hand. He had two days off today and tomorrow.

After telling his daughter that the food was being heated in the kitchen, Feng Yi complained unhappily: "I originally wanted to take you two out to watch a show, but there are too many people buying tickets. These guys said they were not interested, so I would rather grab the tickets." One is faster than the other..."

"Huh? Watching a show?"

The girl who was serving the meal was puzzled, "Why do you have to go out to watch a drama or a movie?"

"No, it's just a drama."

Feng Yi smashed his lips and prepared to go to the balcony to smoke a cigarette, "It's just that kind of... stage play, you know?"

"Oh." The daughter shook her head, "It's okay. If you can't see us, let's go for a walk in the park!"

She chuckled again and said, "Dad, why are you so romantic all of a sudden? You even went out to watch a stage play."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Feng Yi panicked, "It's a special effects performance participated by Qin Yi Technology! It's not a waste to go and watch it live."

"Hey, you know——"

The girl curled her lips. Her father was an avid fan of Qinyi Technology and had no interest in literature and entertainment. He talked about jargon and nouns that she didn’t understand every day. He also always asked her to choose science when she went to high school. Please, She's only in her first year of junior high school, okay? She's thinking too far ahead!

But despite complaining about her father, Feng Yi's daughter was still very happy.

She asked a few more questions and looked up relevant information while eating lunch. She couldn't help but raise her eyes when she saw that online comments said it was "suitable for children."

Really, my dad still treats me like a kid.

But seeing as this guy, who has always been rigid and bad-tempered, is rarely "enlightened", he will barely tolerate it even if he is disturbed by the children around him.

As for whether there are any votes in the end, Feng Yi's daughter is really not worried.

Her father is very stubborn and he is a huge fan of Qin Yi Technology. You don't need to guess to know that he will definitely keep his word.

…

That night, all members of the blue team were disbanded on the spot.

Qin Jue returned to the hotel and turned on the live broadcast. He was greeted by a barrage of wishes "Happy Birthday" and his face was blurred, making him laugh dumbly.

"Time is limited today, so I need to rest early to recuperate. I'll see...just one hour, okay?"

[Okay, okay——]

[Rush, rest is the most important thing! 】

[Looking forward to seeing Teacher Qin in MAX condition tomorrow (dog head holding rose in mouth)

[Ugh, is the Qingqing in front of you in Versailles? Whoever is upset makes me upset. I also want to go to the premiere QAQ]

Qin Jue's eyes moved quickly, taking in everyone's comments and smiling as he switched the live broadcast room page to his own homepage.

"So thoughtful." She saw the announcement about Mori Dyeing's hair, and her daughter opened a new limited collection. Whether it was blessings or birthday gifts such as texts, pictures, and videos, all they had to do was add a unified topic tag (tag) and they would be collected. Go to this page.

Although Qin definitely had some awareness of his rising popularity due to the recent influx of new fans who launched a live broadcast, he was still a little surprised when he saw the considerable number of birthday wishes.

"So many people...?" Qin Jue slid the mouse wheel and looked down one by one.

[What, are you surprised? You have some awareness of your own popularity (shakes shoulders)

[←Although but, is it possible that it can’t shake at all hahahahahaha]

[There will be 180,000 residents in our house soon (*/ω＼*) Aren’t you happy! 】

"Oh, that's such a big family."

Qin Jue sighed while reading the content, "If we were to have a New Year's Eve dinner together, how many tables would we have to sit at."

[hhhhhh What’s wrong with your brain circuitry]

[I’m so cute (covering my face) Okay, let’s have New Year’s Eve dinner together this year! ! 】

Qin Jue glanced at the barrage out of the corner of his eye, scrolling down the summary page. Anyone who had seen it would read the content softly and give a like. If he came across a work that was exceptionally well-made and carefully crafted, he would also give it a generous thumbs up. Publicly included in the "Yu Qing" favorites on her personal homepage.

From time to time, some barrage pops up [Hey! I hit! 】, 【Yes, congratulations to my wife】, 【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh, I'm more motivated to practice writing/learning to draw】, etc., everyone is happy and in a relaxed and happy mood.

"I'm so good at drawing, but I'm actually not that good-looking."

Qin Jue clicked and collected the congratulatory picture of Qingqing with the ID name "Lucuan Chuanchuan" and said with a smile, "I feel that if the third dimension falls into the second dimension, it will become more handsome invisibly."

【objection! #turnaroundhum】"Lucawa Chuanchuan" himself appeared in the barrage pool.

Qin Jue smiled. They had met at the Hong Kong City Airport. At that time, Qin Jue was going to attend the Golden Plum Awards ceremony. The painter who is called "Lu Sanchuan" by friends looks like a very cold and mature lady, but in actual contact, it is found that she is just not good at words. Rather than speaking, she prefers to integrate what she wants to express. In the picture.

Perhaps because of this, Lu Sanchuan's Qin Jue is very charming. Especially after she met Qin Jue himself, the works she painted were even more like this.

"Is Teacher Lu's frozen shoulder cured? Remember to get a massage and move more regularly." Qin Jue asked, "Young people should take good care of your body, especially if you are a creative person. Your body is the capital of revolution. "

[Hey, are they Xiaolang’s relatives and friends?] Xin Qingqing poked her head.

[No, because some Qingqing and Teacher Qin have met~] Others kindly answered.

"Lu Chuan Chuan Chuan", who was called out to take care of her body, made a few face-covering, laughing and crying emojis, and the ladies who were watching were all "hahahahahahaha".

["About the fact that this guy who is celebrating his twentieth birthday is still very much an old father"]

【I'll forget it if I laugh to death】

[Why can I live my life as long as my sixtieth birthday...]

【stop it! I have a picture! ! (be like a bunch of longevity peaches in front of Brother Jue.jpg)】

[Hahahahahahahahahahaha stop it! ! ! 】

Qin Jue's overly kind instructions made this birthday live broadcast return to its usual style. The ladies either laughed in tears in front of the screen, or calmly picked up a thermos cup filled with wolfberry and watched the live broadcast. It's like an old man reading the evening newspaper, which is called leisurely.

An hour passed quickly, and there was too much content. Qin Jue only finished a quarter of it, which also included many mistakes in tags that were not summarized here, and those that were unable to finish due to procrastination or other important matters. As I am celebrating my birthday today, I can imagine that if all of them were included, the scene would be even more spectacular.

"Phew, the joy of a good harvest." Qin Jue commented, "This much food is enough for me to eat for a week."

[Why is it also food for you? You are obviously the real owner www! 】

[This is my first time watching a live broadcast, Master Yanjun is so cute...(﹃)]

[Then Xiaolang can fish and eat when he is free from performing these days]

"Indeed." Qin Jue read out this barrage, "Is there such a good thing?"

There was another round of laughter in the barrage.

"Okay, I'll read the script twice in a while and then go to sleep...wait a minute."

Qin Jue stretched, switched the live broadcast room page back to the camera, stood up and walked away. He came back after a while, carrying the guitar, pickups and data cables.

She sat down again, easily wound the headphone cord and hung it over her mouth.

"There isn't much equipment in the hotel, so you just have to listen."

Qin Jue connected the audio cable in a familiar way and plucked the strings to test the sound. "I just made a guitar version of "To Your Love". If you want to sing it, send me a barrage with me."

【Great! ! ! 】

【Oh oh oh oh oh, I'm getting excited】

[Damn it, I was suddenly hit hard...(^)]

Qin Jue adjusted the position of the microphone on the earphone cable. Without thinking, the sound of the piano gurgled out like a stream.

The music she wrote herself is deeply imprinted in her mind, both in terms of melody and lyrics.

Opening his mouth, he murmured the first few lyrics softly as if reciting words, and then breathed into his breath and sang softly.

The barrage was like a continuous drizzle, covering each phrase with lyrics in the live broadcast room one after another. When there was only the melody, it cleared up neatly, revealing the scene of Qin Jue singing with his eyes downcast.

Time flows peacefully. In front of the camera and outside the screen, the atmosphere is transmitted and radiated along the invisible network signals. In the end, everyone's heart is filled with the emotion called "stability".

After singing the lyrical version of "To Your Majesty" this time, Qin Jue put down the guitar again, played the brisk version of the accompaniment audio, and "sung" the sign language version to the camera.

At the end of the live broadcast, she folded her hands on her chest, clasped her hands together like a pillow, and turned her face to rest on the back of her hands.

It’s a very simple meaning that everyone can understand.

What Qin Jue wants to express is "Go to sleep and go to bed early."

The barrages responded one after another, and Qin Jue smiled silently and waved to the camera.

【Goodbye--】

【Okay, see you next time】

[Go to sleep, go to sleep, have a good night, have a good dream, and wake up energetic in the morning! 】

Qin Jue watched the barrage quietly for a while, his eyebrows softening.

Then he slowly stretched out his hand, blocking the camera with his palm, and paused for a few seconds before closing the live broadcast room.

For a moment, she wanted to tell her friends that they no longer need to think about August 19th. It would be better to treat the night when the inspiration for "To You" emerged as a commemoration that belongs only to them.

Qin Jue clearly remembered that on that day, part of her "humanity" fell heavily and filled it into this body that had already died once.

Then after thinking about it, she stopped the thought.

Whatever.

Let her keep this unspeakable precious memory in her own memory willfully and stubbornly.

Qin Jue turned off the computer, got up to wash up, and lay back on the bed peacefully.

Close your eyes and have a dreamless night.

4400+, with barrage and added word count.