I have a seal of two worlds

In the following performance, nothing happened, even the audience listened quietly, rarely making a sound.

Gu Tingting's "Dancing in the Clouds" also showed excellent acoustics in professional concert halls.

Although there is only such a faint, faintly visible artistic conception, it is enough for the audience to immerse themselves in it and feel deeply.

At the end of the song, there were bursts of applause.

Although many people are not very clear about the so-called artistic conception, they can also feel that the sound of this music is full of "emotions".

……

A concert, two and a half hours, starts at 05 o'clock and ends at 30:[-].

……

"Sister Lingxi! Sister Ying!"

After the performance, Liu Jingqin came out and stayed with the two girls for a while, then Gu Tingting changed her clothes and hurried out.

"I...how am I doing?"

Gu Tingting blinked her eyes, feeling a little apprehensive, and looked at Si Lingxi expectantly.

"It's not bad." Si Lingxi nodded, "The sound of music is sentimental, and I've already started."

Liu Jingqin was stunned beside her.

Her daughter's progress in the past two years made her unable to believe her ears.

Especially the performance of plucked string instruments such as Guqin and Guzheng, the artistic conception can make oneself deeply immersed in it.

This is something that many old artists find difficult to do!

Liu Jingqin is very clear that her daughter's real piano skills have already surpassed many folk music professors or guqin masters.

And this is just the two-year guidance of this fairy-like woman in front of her.

Just like this, the top piano art in my eyes, in the eyes of others, is just a beginner.

However, she thought about "Flowers Blooming" on Xiaopo's website, and the sensational MV music in "Bi Luo Song", and she felt relieved.

The music skills of the woman in front of her reminded her of various legendary figures in history.

If she lived in ancient times, with the music she composed, the literary name would not be weaker than that of Cai Wenji.

Gu Tingting was also very excited by Si Lingxi's evaluation.

"Thank you, sister Lingxi, then, that, can I treat you to dinner?"

Facing Gu Tingting's expectant eyes, Si Lingxi nodded slightly to express her agreement.

"Great, let's go..."

Before Gu Tingting finished speaking, there was another noise from the exit of the back door behind her.

"It's disgusting to have a good recital with some savage instruments."

"Hiyerlin has become less and less tasteful, and even bowed his head to Huaguo, specializing in making musical instruments from this ignorant country."

"Yes, the musical instrument called 'Xiao' is just bamboo with a few holes dug."

"There is also the kind of harp placed horizontally, which looks really simple."

"Perhaps the Chinese can only play such a simple instrument, just like the Indians can only play that simple flute."

"The principle of the piano may indeed be too difficult for them with an IQ similar to that of monkeys."

"Hahaha!"

When everyone turned their heads, they saw a group of people coming out of the door. The first three were Schmidt Kross and two other male performers. What they played just now were piano and cello.

Liu Jingqin and Gu Tingting were not good at foreign languages, so they couldn't understand what they were saying, but Si Lingxi and Shen Ying could understand them.

Si Lingxi moved her fingers, but Shen Ying grabbed Si Lingxi's wrist, "Sister, calm down, this guy is quite famous, if he disappears in Haicheng, he will be a bit ugly after all."

And when Si Lingxi and Shen Ying looked at them, of course they also saw the two women.

The eyes of the three men glowed together.

Then he immediately put on a gentlemanly smile, straightened his clothes, and walked over here.

"Miss Gu, your performance just now is really amazing!"

"It's almost night, please give us a chance to treat you to dinner."

"Are these two your friends? It happens to be together, and there are so many people."

The three of them said one sentence, of course, the translator behind him hurried forward and translated it into Chinese.

Gu Tingting blinked and looked at Si Lingxi.

Si Lingxi ignored them at all, patted Gu Tingting on the shoulder, turned around and left.

Shen Ying smiled slightly, her pair of eyes suddenly turned into deep pools, she glanced at the three of them, and then pulled her towards Gu Tingting.

"Let's go, I know there is a private restaurant that tastes good, we have eaten there a few times before."

However, the three people who were glanced at by Shen Ying suddenly froze in place with their eyes straightened. It wasn't until the three of them turned around and walked away for a certain distance that they suddenly became agitated and all woke up.

"Mr. Cross?" The translator looked at Schmidt Cross cautiously.

Cross frowned, "What are you doing? Hurry up, isn't the organizer preparing a dinner?"

"Hey?"

The translator looked at Cross, and at the backs of Si Lingxi and the other four, feeling puzzled for a while.

……

Gu Tingting's mother and daughter invited Si Lingxi and Shen Ying to dinner, and then drove them back to the gate of the community before saying goodbye and leaving.

On the other side, Cross and two other friends who were playing music were also sent back to the hotel by the organizer's special car.

"How did you say that a country like Hua Guo developed?"

"If it wasn't for the money, I wouldn't be here, playing to a bunch of savages."

"However, the quality of the women here is not bad."

"And those co-organizers are also generous in giving money, they are all a group of nouveau riche."

"Go back to the room and rest for a while, go to the nightclub below at night, pick a few good-looking ones, and you will be comfortable at night."

"Hahaha!"

The three of them sent the translator away and took the same elevator, but during the elevator's progress, the lights suddenly flickered twice.

"Ding!"

Cross walked out of the elevator and waved goodbye to his two companions. The assistant John next to him opened his room and asked him to go in first.

"Go and rest." Cross said to John, "Remember to call me tomorrow morning."

"Ok!"

John nodded, knowing that Cross was still active at night, he didn't dare to disturb him, so he backed away and went to his room diagonally opposite.

Cross closed the door and shook his head. He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him at all. He played his fingers in the air, took brisk steps, took off his clothes, and entered the bathroom.

"Crash... Crash..."

"Clang-clang-clang--"

Cross was soaking in the rain when he heard a burst of music outside.

"Ok?"

As soon as Cross' eyes changed, he immediately turned off the shower, his ears perked up, and the music outside became clearer.

"Clang-clang-clang--"

"What?"

Cross frowned, picked up the towel next to him and wrapped it around his body, opened the glass door of the bathroom, and walked out, "John, is that you?"

The next moment, he saw in the living room, a woman in a classical Chinese dress, with her head bowed, playing the guqin in front of her.

Her long hair was pitch black, all hanging down, covering her face, but she was dressed in red, but it was bright red and dazzling.

"You... who are you?"

Cross suddenly felt a little chilly, and the next moment, the woman who was playing the piano suddenly looked up.

"what!!!"