Chapter six hundred and twenty sixth all thoughts are the galaxy(1/2)
In Chen Ming's mind, he has been planning a grand and romantic proposal.
And here is just right!
Utokurchi belongs to the far north.
Although it has been in ice and snow for many years and the temperature is much lower than that in other parts of Beizhou, in terms of beautiful scenery, it is definitely the best in Beizhou.
You know, the city is also called the masterpiece of the Creator.
Here, the daytime time is only four or five hours, while the nighttime time is about twenty hours.
Looking up, the dark night sky doesn't seem lonely.
The aurora falling from the sky renders the city into a romantic city. Not only that, the stars in the night sky are very bright, even more beautiful than the night sky of Yuncheng.
The stars and aurora make Utokurchi so beautiful.
When Chen Ming walked out of the airport, he looked at the strange scene in front of him in a daze.
beautiful!
So beautiful!
White is not the main color here, its color is suppressed.
Because of this, a thought suddenly appeared in Chen Ming's mind.
He wants to propose to Su Rou here!
Here, it brings Su Rou a marriage proposal that will never be forgotten for life.
Thinking of this, Chen Ming couldn't help but smile.
Unable to help, the melancholy in his heart dissipated a lot again.
Follow the crowd,
Chen Ming got on the bus leaving the airport.
It is worth mentioning that Utokurchi does not have a taxi industry.
This romantic city is not large in size, and basically everyone who lives here is on vacation and enjoys life, so every family has a private car.
In addition, the oil price here is very high. Generally, the taxi that attracts customers for a day may not earn enough money for a day.
Over time, the taxi disappeared here.
Chen Ming could only take the bus toward the city center.
Not long after, Chen Ming finally arrived outside the hotel.
There are very few hotels here.
The main reason is that people who come here will buy their own property locally and do not need to stay in a hotel.
Simply put, those who come to this city for vacation and retirement are basically rich people.
People like Chen Ming who have hundreds of millions of people in the card can be seen everywhere here and can only be regarded as the most ordinary type of people.
Therefore, Utokurchi has another nickname: "the paradise for the rich".
After completing the housing procedures, Chen Ming put down his luggage, looked at the beautiful aurora outside and was in a daze.
Such a beautiful city cannot be wasted in a room! Then, Chen Ming brought some necessary things and went out.
In the intermittent white, a thin layer of snowflakes quickly fell on Chen Ming's body.
On the street, you will occasionally see painters drawing and painting depicting the beauty of the aurora.
Chen Minghui stopped to look at it for a while, and then continued to browse in another place.
In Beizhou, the most important way for people to entertain is to draw.
The thing rich people like to do the most is to comment on paintings, use a lot of words that Chen Ming doesn't understand to evaluate paintings, and finally draw conclusions.
For some reason, Chen Ming always felt that these rich people were pretending.
But he doesn't know how to draw, so he is not qualified to say more if others evaluate it.
After a long time, Chen Ming was a little tired from shopping and wanted to go back to the hotel.
At this moment, there was a faint sound of piano coming from a corner of the street.
Suddenly, Chen Ming's mood was stirred up.
Since he came to Beizhou, Chen Ming has not touched any instruments anymore. Over time, he would feel a little itchy when he heard the sound of the instruments and wanted to go up and play it.
After hesitating for a moment, Chen Ming walked towards that corner.
Utokurchi's buildings are generally not high, and the tallest building only has five floors.
This is also to better appreciate the beautiful scenery of the aurora.
Turning around the corner, Chen Ming was stunned.
In the city of Utokurchi, there is actually a river in the city.
Of course, the surface of this river is frozen all year round, and it is more like an ice surface than a river.
On the bank of the river, a young man was playing the piano, and there were many people watching.
In a vague way, Chen Ming could hear the comments from the onlookers.
"This piano piece should be the third concerto of Mo Fei, called "The Light of the Stars."
"I have heard Mo Fei's original music. This young man is still a little worse than Mo Fei."
"Can you be a master after all, and this young man is still young, so naturally he is incomparable."
.........
Chen Ming was mixed in the crowd.
In my ears, these onlookers’ comments are the comments of these onlookers. The biggest hobby of Beizhou people is to comment on others. No matter what it is, they will subconsciously comment a few words.
Chen Ming didn't care, but instead focused his attention on the young man playing the piano.
Gradually, fewer and fewer people were watching.
For them, instead of being frozen outside and listening to piano music, it is better to go to a gallery or exhibition hall to evaluate art paintings.
Ten minutes later, Chen Ming was the only one left onlookers.
To be honest, Chen Ming has never heard of this person, and he doesn’t know what works this person has, but from this song "The Light of the Stars", Chen Ming thinks this person is very talented.
Under the stars in the sky, under the fine snowflakes that were as thin as salt, Chen Ming seemed to see the bright starlight flashing in front of his eyes, conveying a different beauty.
As a music artist, Chen Ming can hear the charm and charm of piano music.
Not long after, the young man stopped playing his fingers and turned to look at Chen Ming.
There is no one else here, only Chen Ming is left.
"You are... Mr. Chen Ming?"
The young man looked at Chen Ming's ordinary facial features and was a little surprised.
Chen Ming was even more surprised: "Do you know me?"
In Beizhou,
It was a surprise that I actually met someone who knew him.
The young man stood up with a smile: "I live in Zhongzhou, and my hometown is from Beizhou."
Chen Ming suddenly realized.
It is no surprise that the Central Chinese know him.
The two peers started chatting.
"My dream is to be a person like Mr. Chen Ming and be able to sing my music to everyone."
The young man sat next to Chen Ming and said softly.
Chen Ming closed his eyes and felt the coldness of the snowflakes falling on his face.
After a few seconds,
Chen Ming asked softly: "Do you like playing the piano?"
Hearing the words,
The young man nodded seriously: "I have loved playing piano since I was a child, but my family disagreed. They hoped that I would become a painter."
Suddenly,
Chen Ming thought of a senior brother's words in "Love Apartment".
"The manga artist, Japan has the most lacking... comic artist!"
Japan is a great comics country.
The environment in Beizhou is similar to that in Japanese comic market, and the most lacking here is painters.
To be continued...