Chapter 144：

By the end of the year in Europe, there are too many fresh facts in the classical music scene. Almost every orchestra has to start a tour to create a variety of gossip news.

Of course, this year's headlines were almost attracted to the scandals of Victoria and Victoria. This trend has been in Vienna for a whole week, and there has been no sign of calming down.

Just extinguished the ignition, and suddenly broke out that Lyon Zayev publicly sold the position of Deputy Chief of Wei Ai; finally stopped for a while, and suddenly knew that Luo Yusen was separated from the members by Wei Lisen for more than a year.

The world of musicians and fans is almost filled with this scandal, and at this moment, a stream of clear flowing slowly into this fiery land -

Bai's penultimate tour of this year is about to begin!

Since the love of Bai's trip was delayed for a full day and a half in the city, the originally scheduled concert had to be postponed for a week.

One day is a 24-hour rehearsal familiar time. There will be individual differences in each of the performances of Bai Ai, and rehearsal time is also very necessary.

In the Golden | Hall, every show needs to be booked in advance. Therefore, when Bai Ai wants to postpone his concert, the long-running itinerary in the concert hall has crowded them for a week.

Fortunately, the last performance in Berlin was at their own Berlin Philharmonic Hall, otherwise the concert might have a bigger voice.

After a restful day of rest, I went out early to go out for morning exercises, and by the way, I sent the last remittance to Mr. Charles’s account. After getting the other party's SMS confirmation, he completely deleted the number of the outstanding private detective, and buried this secret forever in his heart.

He did not ask Mr. Charles to do anything illegal. He just let the private detective investigate the truth. As a private detective, Charr will abide by the professional code and keep his secrets. Even if he is later known to have secretly asked Charr to do these things, he can have a clear conscience.

What he investigated is the truth. You see, even the police | Chadu have found more evidence, aren't they?

When I got home, the millet porridge cooked in the kitchen with a rice cooker had already rolled and softened. He just took out two bowls of millet porridge out of the kitchen, and he saw that the handsome and elegant man had finished grooming at the moment, sitting at the front of the table and looking at himself.

Emeitou picked and went forward: "Wake up?"

放 Put the chopsticks and the spoon all the way, the tone is: "You didn't wake me up." The tone was low and lost.

I promised you last night, and when I wake up every morning, I will wake up. But this morning, when he was still not bright, he went out quietly, and did not mean to wake up.

After listening to this, the action in his hand was a meal, then he smiled helplessly: "I woke up too early this morning, and I didn't call you. I promise to wake you up every time, okay?"

The man gently snorted, and softly persuaded a few words. After guaranteeing that he would come back to the theater this evening and personally burn a good meal for this proud guy, the other party would give up.

Eat light dishes, drink some porridge, and sneer and say something about the Pareson Theatre. What he didn't know was that the man whispered and looked at him with an inclusive gaze.

Actually... I just woke up the moment I got up from the bed this morning. He felt that the young man deliberately crippled, and did not seem to want to draw his attention, so he took advantage of the situation, and his mind also vaguely had some conjecture.

His vision was not bad, but in the early morning of the fog, standing on the top of the tall building, he still had some situation where he could not see the corner. I took out the low-degree glasses that I had never used before, and looked at the young man standing in front of the corner of the ATM machine. He snorted and snorted.

...some things, really should it be over?

When I was running in the morning, I made a few calls at random, and officially began to take over the matter that was identified as "already resolved."

When he sat at the table and saw the natural and awkward smile of the young man, his heart trembled and he really understood -

He really let go.

However, the embarrassment is completely relieved, but there is no such thing.

Most people who know Oston Bertley think that he is a tolerant gentleman, and he is demeanor and obedient to everyone. But only those who are familiar with him, such as Daniel, for example, oh, know all...

This person is very careful.

When Daniel arrived at the interview, he was only the assistant conductor of the orchestra. On the day of the interview, the chief conductor of Bai Ai was taking Daniel to the orchestra rehearsal room and happened to be demonstrating a piece for a violinist.

The sly piano is very good, but his violin... is really flattering. Anyway, at his level, don't say that it is the chief of Bai Ai, that is, whether you can enter Bai Ai is very hanging.

Therefore, after hearing the ordinary ordinary violin, Daniel said unceremoniously to the conductor: "Mr. Laurent, the violinist's strength is quite ordinary, just now his "Spanish Symphony" seems to be They are all wrong."

Master Laurent shook his head and said: "Daniel, don't you recognize it? This is Oston Bertel, Oston is the assistant conductor of our orchestra, not the violin group."

"Oh my god, I didn't even recognize it!"

Daniel said very quietly, but he forgot that a man's excellent ear strength. So when he was bullied by someone for a whole year, Daniel finally couldn't help but mutter "Aston, you bastard, I am sorry for you."

Then, I gathered my voice and answered calmly: "My violin is very good."

You see, one word, people can remember for a whole year.

For Luo Yusen and Lyon Zayev, he has already deeply entered his heart. Where is the "already arrested" forgiveness?

He will never forget in his life. On the cold winter night last year, when he came to the morgue as a friend, he did not dare to open the white cloth, but the other hand’s hand was weak. Down, falling on the white cloth accident.

The hand was already stiff and whitish, and the fingertips of the five fingers were all bruised. The broken nails and the broken fingertips are deeply imprinted in the memory of the cockroach, making him immortal.

What kind of desperation is this, so that a violinist can break his nails alive!

Looking up at the youthful and gentle smile at the moment, the scorpion converges and hides more emotions in the deep eyes.

The party no longer cares, but... he cares!

Because this is his most beloved person.

Those people, there is no qualification to hurt him a minute!

"Is it really going to go to the Pareson Theatre with me right away? I think you are still in the Friends of the Music Association Building and Daniel. They are better at meeting. If I don't have a seat for you at night, you can listen to us today. Evening performance?” He didn’t notice the man’s deep look. He smiled and gave the other party a bowl of porridge. “We’re in the theater’s “The Wedding of Figaro” is good, I can’t think it’s better than the law. How much is the difference between the masters of Le Master."

With a thin lip and a slight hook, the haze in the throat was swept away. He raised an eyebrow: "Is it better than Farrell?"

戚暮王婆卖瓜: "Must."

"Well, I will remember telling Farr."

Hey: "...no!"

After a warm and sweet breakfast, the two stood in the clothing room and put on the outfit.

The handsome and tall man reached out and picked up the scarf that the young man hung on the clothes rack. He was about to tie him up. He suddenly said, "Yes, I bought you a gift and forgot to give it to you!"

Pupil mini: "Gift?"

He gently decapitated, and took out a small and exquisite gift bag from the compartment of the clothing room. He took out the things inside and sighed: "In fact, I bought it before when I was in Paris. But now I just want to give it to you. I thought it would make sense to do so, just... Compared with your wristband, no gloves, I don’t think it makes sense."

Thin lips and slight sorrow, secretly in the heart: gloves, gloves, gloves!

He didn't care about the man's awkward look. He took the metal bracelet in the gift bag and gently buckled it in the man's left hand. Then he took the other bracelet out and buckled it in his right hand.

He shook hands and shook the two precious stones on the metal chain and smiled: "This is a bead that can only be bought in Paris and Vienna. After we have gone to other places, we can string it elsewhere. Beads. When I was at the college, I heard a lot of classmates say that they often bought a pair with their lover, which is a commemoration of the time spent together. Things are not particularly expensive, but they are very meaningful."

The answer is a man's warm and spacious chest: "Well, it's the time we spent together."

When he came out of the door, he reached out and grabbed his waist. He gently dropped a kiss on his lips. When he went out, the two men were divided into two sides and headed in different directions.

The Pareson Theatre is very close to this. It is better to take a car instead of a traffic jam.

So when he walked alone on the way to the theater, standing on the subway platform, he suddenly felt a trace of cold, so he took out the wristband from his pocket... Oh no, gloves.

The delicate and beautiful bracelet is loosely hung on the narrow wrist of the young man. It is like a funny woolen glove with a wristband, which blocks the cold wind from the outside.

Even after entering the Pareson Theatre, many members found the funny gloves, and he still waved his hand indiscriminately. He asked: "My family loves to weave, isn't it cute?"

Everyone laughed loudly: "Small seven, your girlfriend is so cute!"

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