Just when Cheng Yanqiu was immersed in Ackerman's affection, the old man suddenly laughed, "Inspired, I decided that in the future I will also write something in the magazines or novels I collected, maybe
After I die, someone who gets these books will be like the reporter in "Old Books" and want to follow my footsteps."
Yu Dong also laughed, "Mr. Ackerman, I'm afraid it's not that difficult to follow your footsteps."
Akerman rubbed the back of his head: "That's right, I can be considered a celebrity. After all, I have acted in more than fifty movies and TV series."
The three of them wandered around the house for a while, and suddenly the doorbell rang.
"Are there any guests again?"
Ackerman muttered, walked to the stairs, and pressed a screen on the wall.
The clarity of this video doorbell is very high. Through the screen, you can see a young man and woman standing outside the door.
"Who are you?" Ackerman asked at the screen.
"Is this Mr. Ackerman's house?"
"Yes, I am Ackerman. Do you have anything to do with me?"
"Hello Mr. Ackerman, we are science fiction fans from New Jersey. I heard that your home is open to the public, right?"
"Yes, but it's only open on Saturdays. You should have come here at this time yesterday."
The two people outside the door were obviously stunned for a moment, and then said with some disappointment: "Sorry to bother you, Mr. Ackerman, I think we got the time wrong."
The couple glanced longingly at the yard, then turned and left with some reluctance.
Ackerman watched the couple walk away, then suddenly turned around and asked Yu Dong: "YU, do you mind if I let them in?"
Yu Dong smiled and said: "Of course, this is your house."
"What about you, Mrs. YU."
Cheng Yanqiu shook his head: "Of course I don't mind."
Ackerman laughed and said, "Just wait for me."
He hurriedly walked downstairs, opened the courtyard door, and chased out.
After all, Ackerman was older and a bit stout, so walking this short distance made him out of breath.
When he arrived at the door, he waved to the back of the young couple, "Hey, you guys, come back."
When the couple heard the shouting, they turned around and saw Ackerman standing at the door with his knees bent. The boy asked doubtfully: "Are you calling us?"
"Of course." Ackerman said with a smile: "Is there anyone else here besides you?"
"Are you Mr. Ackerman?"
"Of course, didn't we talk just now?"
The couple looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes. They came all the way from New Jersey, and visiting the Ackerman Building was also an important purpose of their trip.
But they were confused and missed the opening day of the Ackerman Building.
Unexpectedly, there was a twist and turn, and Mr. Ackerman asked them to go back again.
The two held hands and returned to the door of the small building.
Ackerman smiled and invited them in: "I usually don't break my own rules, but you are too far away. If you miss it this time, it will be difficult to come next time."
"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Ackerman."
"Haha, you're welcome, you're welcome, what are your names?"
"You can call me Roger, this is my wife Sunny."
…
The three of them entered the house chatting and laughing.
As soon as he entered the door, Roger saw Yu Dong and his wife.
Seeing Yu Dong, the first thought that came to Roger's mind was: This person looks like YU.
Thinking again that he was now standing in the home of Ackerman, the number one science fiction fan, Roger covered his mouth and said in surprise: "Are you YU?"
Before Dong Dong could respond, Ackerman laughed and said, "You are indeed a science fiction fan."
Yu Dong also nodded at this time and said: "Hello, I am YU."
Roger rubbed his palms, unable to conceal the excitement in his heart. He did not expect that today's encounter would have such a turning point.
A few minutes ago, they were disappointed because they missed the Ackerman Building open day. When they turned around, Ackerman Building came in and they saw YU.
"YU, I, I am a member of the New Jersey branch of the YU Umbrella Association. And Sunny, she is also a member."
The way Roger reported his membership status was a little funny, and Yu Dong smiled and said, "Thank you for your support."
…
Roger and Sunny spent a dreamy day at the Ackerman Building.
They visited the Ackerman Building with Ackerman and YU and had lunch together.
When they left in the afternoon, they also received a copy of "The Second World" signed by YU and Ackerman.
After seeing off the guests, Ackerman turned to Dong and said, "Because you are here, the Ackerman Building looks particularly charming today."
Then he looked at Cheng Yanqiu with emotion and said: "My wife once said that over the years, I have collected the largest collection of science fiction treasures in the world, and she has the largest collection of science fiction treasures in the world. And you.
, Mrs. YU, has collected the best science fiction writers in the world, and you can look at this collection every day in the future."
Cheng Yanqiu shook Yu Dong's hand and silently added in his heart: He should be the best novelist in the world.
…
The next day, Yu Dong and Cheng Yanqiu first went to the National Academy of Composition to meet with Bryce, and then went to Santa Monica
When Yu Dong came to attend the Academy Awards ceremony, the two of them went to Santa Monica once, and it felt pretty good. At Jin Yi's home, there were also photos that Yu Dong had taken of Cheng Yanqiu with a digital camera.
In Santa Monica in August, there were a lot more people than when they last came, but the scenery along the coast had not changed much, except that the sun was warmer than last time.
After strolling along the coast, the two went to the Third Pedestrian Street.
While wandering around the pedestrian street, Cheng Yanqiu saw that Yu Dong had been looking for something and asked, "What are you looking for?"
"Hey, I found it."
Yu Dong took Cheng Yanqiu to a piano store, pointed to the piano at the door and said, "Do you still remember it?"
Cheng Yanqiu looked at the dark yellow old piano in front of him, and his thoughts suddenly flew back to two years ago, when this piano was placed here. Unexpectedly, more than two years later, it was still there.
It was already old enough, so after more than two years, it didn't feel any older than before.
The store owner didn't seem to care whether it was old or not, and he didn't even think of repainting the peeling paint keys, leaving the wood inside exposed.
Yu Dong pointed at the piano and said with a smile: "One more song?"
Cheng Yanqiu smiled and nodded, "What do you want to hear?"
Yu Dong thought for a while and said, "Just listen to "Jinghong"."
"Um."
Cheng Yanqiu flexed his fingers, walked over, and started playing "Jinghong" without even warming up.
No matter where they are, people always like to join in the fun.
Pedestrians coming and going on the pedestrian street, after hearing the music, many stopped to listen to this free performance.
Compared with "The Bell" that Cheng Yanqiu played last time, although "Jinghong" does not have the function of showing off his skills, the melody is more catchy and is more friendly to ordinary people who are not piano majors.
Yu Dong stood in the crowd and looked at his wife who was playing with a smile.
Every time Cheng Yanqiu plays the piano, people always feel that she exudes a special light.
Chapter completed!