Fan Shengmei, who was behind the sliding door, thought about the conversation between Lin Yue and Guan Ju'er, thinking that he was criticizing Sang Huai. Qiu Yingying was 23 and Guan Ju'er was 22. She was the only one who was in her youth. She was about to turn thirty and was still unmarried. The man she had seen. A lot, a lot to want, a lot of emotional experiences, a lot of "stains".
It happened that she was having a heated fight with that Mr. Qu, and he happened to be eating at the M1NT Western Restaurant yesterday... This bastard ran away. Qu Xiaoxiao was very relieved, but she even hid aside, but she still did not escape his poisonous tongue. , giving me a disgusting time.
Two words, "unpleasant", and two more words, "super unhappy".
When Fan Shengmei took her seat, the ringtone of her cell phone suddenly interrupted her thoughts. She picked it up and saw that it was a call from her high school classmate Lao Hu. After pressing the connect button, a helpless male voice came from the phone. , saying that her brother got into trouble again. As a security guard, he got into a fight with his immediate boss in the hotel lobby. The key was that there were VIPs present. Both of them lost the prize. They were sent to the hospital first and then to the police station. When the boss found out about this, he became furious and sent her to the police station. His brother opened it.
What is called misfortunes never come alone? This is called misfortunes never come alone.
She had just been ridiculed by strange people, and now the cruel reality taught her another lesson. According to Lin Yue, she not only had flaws, but was also a deformity. Who among the rich would want a woman like her?
Just as I was thinking about it, Guan Ju'er and Qiu Yingying were discussing going to the concert outside. The latter thought that Lin Yue couldn't go and she couldn't appreciate it, so she might as well take advantage of the weekend and have a good sleep at home.
Guan Ju'er was willing to go, but she always felt a little lonely alone. Fan Shengmei was in a bad mood, thinking that meeting Qu Lianjie like this would not lead to good results, so she sent a WeChat message to cancel the afternoon appointment and told Guan Ju that If you are free in the afternoon, you can accompany her to the concert.
In the afternoon.
Lyceum Theatre.
The two of them arrived half an hour early. Fan Shengmei looked at her watch and focused on the murals in the hall, while Guan Ju'er...
The power of the world began to move again. When she was selecting CDs at the CD store opposite, she met Zhao Qiping, who was also attending the concert.
"Do you like Dvořák? He has good taste. Many people who like classical music only know Beethoven and Mozart. The master's works are certainly worthy of admiration, but Dvořák's simplicity, kindness, and natural flow also have a unique charm. This store It contains some classic tracks, and the national characteristics and melody are also very distinctive."
At this time, the store manager came over: "You two have great eyesight. This CD is played by the New York Philharmonic Orchestra. It is of a very high standard and is sold in very small quantities. This is the only one left in the store. May I ask? Who wants it?"
Zhao Qiping said: "A gentleman doesn't take what others like, so let's give the CD to this young lady, right?"
"No, no, no." The more Guan Ju'er looked at the person opposite, the more familiar he looked. He felt like he had seen it somewhere before, but he just couldn't remember it. He was stunned for a while before he realized: "I just came over to take a look. If you like, just take it. I have decided to buy this."
She shook the CD in her head.
"Scriabin?" Zhao Qiping was surprised: "Why do you like his music?"
"Well, recently a friend recommended his music to me and said it suited me very well."
"Oh? As far as I know Scriabin is called Chopin II."
"Well, this man has small hands and is left-handed, and his playing is very distinctive. However, he said that Scriabin's early works are wild and imaginative, and are especially suitable for a dull girl like me. He also said, wait When I was thirty, I had a real sense of awe for all things in the world, so I tried Scriabin’s later works.”
"This friend of yours is very powerful."
"Well, it's awesome, in every sense of the word."
After listening to Zhao Qiping's comments, Guan Ju'er suddenly realized the fact that Brother Lin... is really a strange person, from the classical music, mysticism, and wine culture favored by celebrities, to the common fights between traffickers and lackeys. Swearing, bargaining, you can say that he is good at everything.
At this time, Guan Ju'er lowered his head and looked at his watch: "Oh, I won't tell you anymore, the concert is about to start."
Zhao Qiping said in surprise: "You came to the concert too?"
Guan Ju'er said: "Well, the friend I just told you about gave me two concert tickets today, saying that although they were all concerts attended by amateur musicians, there would occasionally be refreshing performances. program.”
"Expert," Zhao Qiping said, "It makes me want to get to know this strange man."
"Oh, I really can't tell you anymore. Sister Fan must be anxious." After saying this, she hurried to the front desk, paid and left.
Zhao Qiping looked at her back and smiled, then went to find his boss with Dvořák's disc.
…
Back at the Lyceum Theater, there was only a small tail left in the entry queue, and Fan Shengmei was waiting for her with two bottles of mineral water.
Guan Ju'er jogged two steps, took the mineral water from the roommate, and followed the team into the No. 2 Concert Hall.
Chapter 5 of Night.
Castle in the Sky.
The art of fugue.
Canon.
When the healing music of "Canon" resounded through the auditorium, Fan Shengmei thought about her family situation and her own difficulties and cried so hard that her makeup was all gone.
Zhao Qiping, who was sitting in the back row, saw her profile and had mixed feelings for a moment. He edited a text message and sent it to Qu Xiaoxiao - looking up to see the motley crew, thinking of Menuhin in his heart, looking up to look at the novices, looking down to think of his friends. , finally there was a beautiful lady dressed up at the scene who cried out my heartfelt words, which made me feel so guilty.
The accompanying picture is a profile photo of Fan Shengmei captured.
Qu Xiaoxiao, who was sitting on the lawn of her villa at home scolding Lin Yue angrily with her mother, almost burst out laughing when she saw Zhao Qiping's text message, saying that Fan Shengmei wore a funeral dress and ran to the concert hall to cry. It was so funny.
…
The concert continued, and when it reached the last song, the host walked out and talked about a song to the audience.
The venue was in an uproar, not only because of the arrangement beyond the set list, but more because of the track itself.
At this time, Fan Shengmei had adjusted her mentality. She just came here to join in the fun. She didn't know anything about classical music. Seeing the audience's reaction, she asked Guan Ju'er curiously: "What happened to them?"
"The organizer temporarily changed the repertoire and replaced the last "Moonlight" with "Fantasia of Bells""
"It's just a change of tune, what's there to be surprised about?"
Guan Ju'er looked melancholy: "Sister Fan, do you know Liszt?"
Fan Shengmei said: "I have heard of this name, but I don't know much about it."
"The performance of "Fantasia of Bells" is not particularly difficult. There are not many people in the world who can play it well. From a technical point of view, this piece is not so much about performance as it is about showing off one's skills?"
"Is it that exaggerated?"
"Let's put it this way, I had a classmate in junior high school who was very talented. He started learning piano at the age of seven. After reading a few classical music books and practicing a few more difficult pieces, he told the piano teacher that he wanted to learn "Fantasia of Bells" ", what do you think the piano teacher said?"
"How to say?"
"The piano teacher told him that if you learn piano at the age of seven, you can play "Fantasia of Bells" at the age of nine. It will only be nine years old in the next life... Although there is a joke in it, you should understand the difficulty. Bar."
"Is it so difficult?" Fan Shengmei suddenly realized that something was wrong. "Didn't you say that the people who came to play here are a group of amateur musicians? Why did you choose such a piece?"
"That's why the audience was in an uproar. This kind of music can catch people's attention, but it's too easy to overturn."
While the two were chatting, a man slowly walked out from behind the scenes, came to the piano and bowed slightly to the audience.
Guan Ju'er, who was about to remind Fan Shengmei to listen attentively, suddenly widened his eyes and opened his mouth several times before he said a complete sentence: "Lin... Lin... Brother Lin? How... could it be him?"
Fan Shengmei turned around and was stunned.
Enemies meet on a narrow road!
"Didn't he say he couldn't come?"
Guan Ju then realized and said: "He really doesn't have time to attend the concert... I think Yingying is going to regret it."
"Tch~" Fan Shengmei sneered at this: "Since you said that "Fantasia of Bells" is extremely difficult and most people will not be able to play it after practicing for a lifetime, then how could he do it? He didn't use his brain just to gain attention. ?”
Guan Ju'er doesn't think so, but he is a little skeptical, because knowing classical music and being able to play the piano are two different things. Similarly, playing guitar and playing "Fantasia of Bells" are also different concepts.
The change in Zhao Qiping's expression sitting in the back seat was an interesting process. At first he was surprised, then confused, and then doubtful. Then the more he looked at the musicians on the stage, the more familiar they became. Yesterday at the M1NT Western Restaurant and Qu Xiaoxiao met two male diners while eating. The person behind him smiling and toasting to him was the one in front of him, right?
This guy is going to play Liszt's "Fantasia de Bello"?
On the way back from dinner, he and Qu Xiaoxiao also discussed this person. She was described as having a sinister eyebrow, a sharp mouth, and a monkey's cheek. She was not a good person at first glance.
He didn't agree with Qu Xiaoxiao's evaluation of his appearance, and said objectively that he was obviously a handsome guy no worse than him, so how could he be beaten with a stick into her mouth and become the Ugly Man of the Century? and suspected that she was severely biased.
Of course, when it comes to playing the piano, it doesn't matter whether you are handsome or not. Hard work and talent are the key. All in all, he doesn't think the man on the stage can play Liszt's "Fantasia of Bells" well. 》.
Thanks to Mo Shuhuan, Mo Haixuan, I am Tang Huailin, Taotie Han, and the second uncle of Tianwang for the 100 starting coins.
(End of chapter)
