Chapter 29：

It has been more than half a month since many famous classical music media such as "Music Hall" and "Voice of Music" reported the small concert organized by Tan Lao, but the enthusiasm of this concert has never been scattered. go with.

For professionals in employment, they rated the concert quite high. Most of the original concert invitations were performed by famous Chinese musicians. They did not have temporary situations and all successful performances. Therefore, from the perspective of appreciation, this concert is indeed one of the most outstanding performances of this year.

On the other hand, a young man with a "unfamiliar name" appeared, which attracted many people's attention at the concert. In fact, they can all be turned out from distant memories, but after all, they have not appeared in front of the public for nearly ten years. Really young talent!"

For non-professionals, classical music was originally a very elegant thing. When others are listening to the little pears of the spoon brothers, they ask what you are listening to. If you have nothing to answer the last sentence, "What are you listening to? I am listening to Barakirev's "Islam"."

Hey, is this forced to come up at once?

Especially the one who played the beautiful violin... He is still a handsome man!

The superimposed effect is simply a screaming ghost, so that all those who do not know much about classical music or understand the fur, completely fall down, have to shout a male god.

Therefore, when I don't know, there are already many fans in the industry and non-industry who like his sound and face. At this moment, I will never think of it. Many girls bought the album of the B City Symphony Orchestra for his reasons. Listening to the majestic classical music, they shouted: "Coach, I want to learn the violin!"

It’s not as beautiful as the power--this is the evaluation of many fans, and it is also the opinion of Li Mei, editor of The Sound of Music. When she saw the young man who entered the editorial room behind Zheng Weiqiao, Li Mei suddenly felt as if she had become a fashion magazine editor and saw a certain model of the t-stage.

"Sister Li, this is Xiaoqi. It’s really hard for you today!" As he said, Zheng Weiqiao gave the boxed cake in his hand to the people around him. He said: "I heard that today is an interview with Li Jie. Ah, I am waiting for you."

"Voice of Music" is one of the first-class classical music magazines in China. Although it is slightly worse than the predecessor "Music Hall" in the industry, it is a professional magazine with a low voice in China. In general, the candidates for their interviews are not only the predecessors of the industry, such as Tan Lao and Du Sheng, but only the musicians who won a certain award.

After all, it is a magazine of classical music. Although the Voice of Music is a leader in the industry, it is indeed a flat sales compared to some newspapers and periodicals. But what surprised them was that their magazine had doubled their sales two months ago!

After the high-level meeting, the sharp increase in sales is generally believed to be related to Tan’s concert, especially...related to the young man who showed a face on the cover. Then there was a scene in front of him: "The Voice of Music" was interviewed by Zheng Weiqiao.

Li Mei is 30 years old this year. She has already passed the age of Huadie, but she can't help but see more beautiful young people.

She probably understands why this young person can double the sales of their magazines. "Xiao Zheng, don't be too polite! You can come to me to thank you! Xiao Chen, you are going to bring people to makeup, and take photos later!"

The rituals followed the young man named Xiao Chen and left, and then he was busy interviewing and filming.

When I was in Paris to participate in the Tibo Violin International Competition, although I only won the second place, I also got a lot of interview opportunities. So the same process, he did a thoughtful and meticulous, did not let Zheng Weiqiao worry about it.

After more than an hour of interviews, he politely said goodbye to everyone in the editorial room. The editors of the "Sound of Music" who have always been cold have not returned to God, and even more I still took a photo with my mobile phone and said to myself: "...Is this gone?! I haven’t taken a few photos yet! I am talking to the old classmates who are editors in the entertainment magazine that our classical music industry is also There is a handsome guy, this photo has not been sent yet, how can people leave?!!!"

There was a mourning in the editorial room.

The top of the ear, listening to the screaming voice, helplessly smirked and smiled, but did not think much more, then listened to Zheng Weiqiao’s emotion and said: "Hey, I’m not convinced that you performed so well today, this is more than one. Hours... Let's end it? I thought you were not familiar with this place. I had to buy a black swan cake with a good relationship with everyone..."

Zheng Weiqiao said that he had no voice, and he was looking at him with a strange look. He saw him shook his head with regret and pushed the silver frame on the bridge of his nose. He sighed: "Hey, I know you." I can get along so well with everyone... I won’t waste this money!”

戚暮: "..."

I really don't know if I am crying or laughing, but he is still very grateful to Zheng Weiqiao for bringing this opportunity to himself. Although it was the "Sound of Music" initiative to invite himself, after all, it was Zheng Wuqiao who took the time and energy to get through the relationship and arrange it properly, which made him very grateful.

"Zheng Ge, I really appreciate you for helping me so much this time."

As soon as this words landed, Zheng did not sneak into the ground. He turned his head and looked at him awkwardly.

I saw that in the light of the dim light of the parking lot, the young man was smiling at him, and the good-looking face was slightly invisible because of the dim light. Just listening to the smirk and saying: "You are very busy during this time. If you want to come to my apartment with your nephew next month, I will order some food."

It is not the kind of person who knows the truth. He naturally knows that Zheng Weiqiao will not want to reject his kindness, and he will not ask him to deliberately thank him, so he changed his way to express his gratitude.

Not unexpectedly, after listening to this, Zheng Weiqiao’s tight expression on his face suddenly eased a lot. He opened the car's automatic lock according to the car key. When the two got on the bus, he tied his seat belt and said: "You are really grown up in Xiaoqi. I just started listening to what you said thanking me. At the time, I thought you were going to send me something again."

The rumor is really a cry.

He naturally knows that Zheng Weiqiao pointed out that after he introduced several jobs for the original owner, the original Lord was on the rise and threw the imitation of the piano directly to him. It is also famous: this is what you introduced me to work. Thank you, the balance will not be returned.

I can think of it, Zheng Zaoqiao at that time must be angry with his head smoking. His kindness and good intentions need to be measured by money in the eyes of the original owner. Anyone who feels chilling.

Zheng Weiqiao started the car while he looked up and said, "Please, I can eat with your nephew, but Xiaoqi, you have to change your time. You may not have time next month. You can wait until the New Year. Come to my house to eat, your nephew will personally cook for you."

Yongzheng bowed his head and buckled it. Suddenly he heard this. He looked up at Zheng Weiqiao with amazement and asked: "I don't have time next month? Zheng Ge, how can I have time? You know it first. "There is a smile in the tone, and the scorpion is also smiling."

Zheng Weiqiao said affirmatively: "I certainly know that you have no time, because I will tell you soon... Hong Kong City will have a grand classical music festival next month, a total of two weeks, New York Philharmonic Orchestra The Montreal Symphony Orchestra, the Salt Lake City Symphony Orchestra, etc., several world famous orchestras will go there."

Zheng Weiqiao’s words made him stunned and surprised. He only continued to say that Zheng Weiqiao continued: “In addition to these famous orchestras, the famous Ukrainian pianist Sweet Welch and the American violin master Claude Porter There are also many excellent classical music masters who will be present. I have to accompany you in the b city, can't pass, but you can go there."

These names made Yu's look more and more surprised. In the end, he had reached the level of surprise and couldn't help but ask: "Is there still such a music festival? I have never heard of it before!"

Zheng Weiqiao also said with a smile: "It seems that there is something wrong with propaganda. I have to wait until a few days before I am ready to carry out large-scale publicity. I have a friend who is in Gangcheng, so I know. Although I can't accompany You went, but how, Xiaoqi, are you going?"

戚暮 Nature is right and wrong.

Since reborn, he has never participated in a grand event of this scale. The New York Philharmonic Orchestra, the Montreal Symphony Orchestra... These are world-class orchestras that are no less than the Vienna Symphony Orchestra, as well as Sweet Sherey and Claude Porter, all of whom are masters in the music industry. character.

So, along the way, Zheng Weiqiao has been telling the story of the festival, and Zheng Weiqiao plans to drive away after watching the apartment building. He lowered his head and twisted the key, and Yu Guangli suddenly saw a familiar shadow, but when Zheng Weiqiao looked up, the small road in front of him was empty.

Zheng Weiqiao squatted for a long while, then smiled and said to himself: "It’s weird. I just saw it now? It’s really dazzling.” As saying, Zheng Weiqiao drove away from the community.

What he didn't know was that just three meters from his car, a tall, handsome man looked down at his face with a fat Chinese garden. It’s a big eye and a small eye, neither of them will give in.

闵琛 Just look down on this head and look at the uncle who is obsessed with the road. It is too lazy to stretch his legs and go one step further, letting the road of five or six meters wide refuse to give in.

At this time, he was just entering the elevator of the building. His excitement and excitement just because of the music festival had not subsided, and the white face also had a hint of joy. Just as the elevator door slowly pulled from both sides, in the narrow gap, he seemed to see a familiar figure.

He stayed for a while, and waited until the elevator went up a few floors, and he smiled helplessly: "There is a wrong person... How could it be... Hey?"

This kind of thing has always come very quickly.

However, during the week, when he was burying his head and packing up his luggage to go to the port city, the doorbell ringing made him feel a little surprised, then quickly stood up and walked through the baggage forest to the door. Before, "Oh," opened the door.

At the moment of the four eyes, the two people are all together.

He slowly widened his eyes, and he used a look at the eyes of aliens to see the cold and indifferent man outside the door. He did not hide his gaze, and he suddenly went up and down, inside and out The uninvited guests who visited were looked at it and finally had to believe in their own eyes.

Yes·闵·琛! ! !

Outside the door, this indifferent man has reddened the roots in places that others can't see, but on the surface, he still has a cool face. In a plain tone, he whispers: "Are you afraid of...bugs? ?"

The voice is still magnetic and mellow, and the look is still calm, but what it says -

It is like a dissonance separated by a dimension!

戚暮: "..."