The silhouette reflected is like a movie, with light and shadow intertwining like a dream, making the audience looking up feel like they are having a beautiful dream.
It’s not easy to get international stars to appear. Playing one song is the greatest loss of face to the host.
After the song Casablanca ended, the audience was mesmerized. Just when I was about to listen to the second song, other chamber orchestras invited by the Hao family started playing rock music live on the first floor of the hall. This sudden performance interlude representing the international star has officially come to an end.
It's a pity. All the guests downstairs sighed with emotion.
If you want to hear the performances of big stars in the Art Hall, you can only go to the Grand Theater to watch the performances.
I heard that this ticket is definitely not easy to get.
"There are only less than 500 audience tickets in total. I heard that most of them are allocated first to the media and important people from all walks of life. The remaining tickets are first arranged for well-known musicians. People from outside basically cannot get tickets. Unless they are with the orchestra. Yes, they have family votes themselves."
The voices around him were keen to discuss this person's identity and other extraordinary international status. Wu Lixuan walked silently through the crowd, walked to the corner, and took a breath.
If possible, she didn't want to hear or see anything about this man again. But she knew that this was unavoidable. Who knows that this man is exactly what his mother said back then, and he will become an internationally famous figure that she can never catch up with or get involved in.
From now on, she would of course have to look at him with a very indifferent attitude, like two worlds apart. From this aspect, he is really separated from her and is a "dead" person in her world.
"Would you like some strawberry cake?"
Who is asking her?
When Wu Lixuan heard the voice, she didn't think much and turned around. Then she came back to her senses and realized that this was the voice buried deep in her memory.
At that moment, she took three steps back like a frightened little grasshopper.
The face not far from her showed clear facial features under the peaked cap. The bridge of the nose, the eyes, and the eyebrows were all the memories sealed in her mind.
Wu Lixuan's shoulders trembled. It didn't feel like it was almost summer but like winter. She wished she could wrap herself in a cotton-padded jacket.
What she didn't expect was that the face opposite her looked as innocent as a white rabbit. He was holding a plate of triangular cakes in his left hand and a stainless steel fork in his right hand. He asked her again: "You really don't like eating it?" Strawberry cake?”
I glanced at the piece of cake he was holding, with two strawberries as red as blood dripping on it.
She likes strawberries, not only likes to eat them, but also likes to read them. The notebooks she bought when she was a child had strawberries printed on the cover.
The fur all over her body seemed to stand on end, and Wu Lixuan felt a deep sense of panic from the bottom of her heart.
What is going on with the other party? Is he "dead" in her world?
"I seem to remember that you like to eat this." Fang Qinsu said, bringing a little more cake to her.
"I don't know you." Wu Lixuan tried her best to squeeze out a cold voice.
"I don't seem to recognize you either." Fang Qinsu said, but his eyes kept looking at her face as if looking for something.
"What are you looking at me for?"
"I often have strange and vague dreams, dreams that I can't quite remember. My doctor said that maybe this dream has something to do with my past."
"That has nothing to do with me."
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