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The annual New Year's Day had finally arrived. The various universities and colleges in Beijing were on vacation, and the people who worked there rarely had the leisure to do so.

The news of Pei Yun's concert had already spread out. The streets and alleys of Beijing were all covered in advertisements. When people saw the posters on the subway, they would smile happily with pride written all over their faces.

The Master Pei Yun rarely held concerts, so this time, it was an exception in Beijing Ocean.

The concert had a total of 100,000 tickets, which had already been sold out the day before yesterday. However, there were still many fans who had come from far away and had yet to receive their tickets.

In this case, the official cannot print tens of thousands of words again, but the supply still cannot meet the demand.

Master Pei Yun was simply too famous. His fanatical fans could not be any better than Michael Jackson, the former Music King. In this kind of situation, there would be people who would regret it.

With Yan Yun's secret help, they could easily get their tickets. Although they were filled with suspicions, they did not ask why Yan Yun had so many tickets. They were all interested in the Master Pei Yun.

Yan Xiao, Qin Lan, Hou Wenlei and his childhood girlfriend, Zhang Chi, Liu Ling, Liu Ling, Mo Le, Lin Muer, Chu Yunxi … All of Yan Yun's good friends each had a ticket, and their seats were all in the front row, connected together.

Everyone was sitting in the front row. Only then did they realize that they were all surrounded by important figures, XXX mayor, XX city council secretary, and some rich young master … Wait, Zhang Chi and the rest realized that the ticket Yan Yun gave them was not ordinary. It was placed at the front and surrounded by people who could call out their names.

"Oh, mother! Fatty, do you see that? Liu Dehua, Liu Dehua! I saw Liu Dewai. "

"I know, look over there, the four Heavenly Kings are almost all here, and there are still a few rich people. Did you see that?"

"Holy sh * t!" What kind of ticket did Yan Yun give me, why is it so awesome! Famous European piano major, international rich, international star... It's too much, it's too much, my eyes are blurry, Qin Lan, you gave me a slap, quick, I am a little dazed. "

"Look at your little ability." Qin Lan said.

"Don't talk about me, aren't you also secretly targeting the four great heavenly kings?"

Seeing so many big shots at one go, if it was someone else, they probably wouldn't be better than them. Other than the calm and composed Chu Yunxi, none of them were calm.

Mo Le and Lin Muer had been secretly observing the four great heavenly kings. The two of them conversed in a low voice, with a general idea of how they were going to take the four great heavenly kings into their harem … Yan Yun might as well not have heard it, otherwise, he would be so angry that he would faint from the shock.

"That's right! Where's Yan Yun? Where is this guy? "Why aren't you here yet?"

"I don't know. Didn't this guy say he was going to the toilet after entering?" Did he fall into the toilet? It's been so long. "

"Forget about him. The concert is more important. Let him stay in the toilet for a few hours! When we've seen enough, we can go save him. "

"…"

Fortunately, Yan Yun did not hear the conversation of this group of fellows. Otherwise, he would have regretted giving them tickets.

In the backstage, the old man, Yan Yun and Mu Jing stood together, looking through the curtain at the vast circular music hall, which was filled with a black mass of people, and listening to the endless discussions.

"Hehe!" Are you confident? " The old man smiled as he looked at Yan Yun.

Yan Yun nodded, and said: "Not bad! As long as I use a tenth of my power, I won't lose your reputation. "

"Haha …" The old man laughed heartily. Yan Yun was not nervous enough to speak to tens of thousands of people, but was actually in the mood to joke. This made him feel very relieved.

"..." If you don't, you might die! " Mu Jing rolled her eyes, and curiously looked at Yan Yun: "Aren't you nervous?"

"Why should I be nervous? They won't eat me. " Yan Yun asked, pretending to be at a loss.

"…"

Mu Jing had nothing to say, but Yan Yun's words were simple, if it was anyone else who was playing in front of hundreds of thousands of people, they would be so nervous that they would not be able to speak.

Yan Yun's calm temperament was still something that Mu Jing deeply admired.

In fact, although Yan Yun didn't seem to be nervous, he still had a bit of strength in his heart. This was the first time he was going to play in front of so many people, and also had the mission of not giving face to the old man, so the pressure was not small.

The lights were bright, the spacious and empty hall was bright. After the opening ceremony ended, the host walked onto the central stage with a smile.

"It's an honor, really an honor to be the host of Master Pei Yun's concert." The famous host Gao Lan laughed, "First, I apologize to those 'clouds' who can't buy a ticket, we can all feel your passion, and we must congratulate all of you here again. You are lucky to be able to fight your way out of such a huge army, snatching the tickets, and all the men can go home and show off in front of their wives."

A burst of laughter came from below the stage. Gao Lan was a well-known host, so he had enough weight and was able to liven up the atmosphere.

"This is a special performance. During the performance, Master Pei Yun will announce a piece of exciting news, haha …" "Everyone must be very curious. Alright, I won't keep you all guessing then. I've come to invite our grandmaster pianist, Pei Yun, to explain things to everyone."

The old man walked onto the stage in front of everyone's eyes. He wore a grey robe, and was simple yet kind. His upright body made him look like the backbone of the Chinese music industry.

The people fell into a state of revel, being able to personally witness the Master Pei Yun. This was their biggest harvest from this trip, this was an old man worthy of being looked up to by tens of thousands of people. The people's faces were filled with fanaticism, as if they were the most pious believers.

The old man picked up the phone and smiled down.

"Thank you everyone. Today, I want to announce a piece of news. The sun is setting in the west and people's lives are limited. I am nearing the end of my life. Although I don't want to admit it, people can't compete with the power of time."

Seeing that the crowd had fallen into silence, the old man smiled and said, "Don't be sad, all of you office workers will retire soon. It's time for me, a jobless person, to rest for a few years!"

The crowd began to laugh. It was truly rare for a simple and imposing old man to joke around with everyone.

"However, our Chinese music will not be buried. Our zither music will definitely spread to every corner of the world. This concert will be played by young people on my behalf. Of course!" As an old arms and legs, I won't be stingy with my zither skills. I'll definitely offer a few songs for everyone. "

Although the old man didn't say it clearly, which one of them was a fool? Didn't this mean that someone had inherited the old man's legacy and brought out the glory of this concert?

Everyone began to discuss with curiosity in their eyes. At the same time, they felt gratified for the old man. The old man's zither arts were unparalleled in the world.

Without a doubt, this was a matter that made the entire country sad, but at this moment, the old man had found a successor. Someone could replace the old man and continue to bring glory to his zither arts, this truly was an exciting thing.

And who would have the honor to carry the glory of an old man and continue forward, to let China take the lead in the piano industry?

People were excited and eager to see what ability the mysterious successor had to be chosen by the old man.

"Haha!" Everyone is probably looking forward to the performance, so let's officially begin! " The old man laughed heartily.

A wave of applause came from below. Love the house, love the old man, and naturally also have a good impression of his successors.

Of course, not everyone was like that, those pianos from other countries definitely did not like Yan Yun.

A single Pei Yun had already pressured them to the point that they couldn't even lift their heads up. Now that there was a successor, would they, the pianists, still be able to live?

Snatching the rice bowl, this was the red flag. Undisguised job grabs.

The group of pianists looked at each other and saw the meaning in each other's eyes. If the disciple had even the slightest bit of loophole in his piano-playing skills, they would stand up and say it on the spot.