It took eight years to debut

I was already very tired in the room just now, so Wang Qian only lasted for half an hour this time and it was over. Sophie left first after comforting her for a while, returned to the room, took a shower again, and fell asleep with Qin Xuerong in his arms.

The next morning...

When Wang Qian opened his eyes, the sun was high again.

Qin Xuerong has already gotten up outside.

Wang Qian looked at the time on his phone, it was not far from noon, but there were more than a dozen missed calls on the phone.

Taylor's!

Professor Dawson.

And Zhou Qinghua's.

There are also domestic He Chaohui, Yang Jiansen, Peng Donghu...

Wang Qian knew in his heart that this might be what Sophie said last night.

In the field of classical music, it may really be in action.

He didn't call back right away, just waited for them to call again.

Turn on the phone to read the news, and want to see today's pop music sales list...

but……

As soon as I opened the media website, I found that the situation seemed to be different?

The headline of the New York Times is very clear - the top [-] classical music schools in North America are dispatched together!

The Los Angeles Times also wrote that Los Angeles will become a gathering place for classical music artists from all over the world.

buzzing...

Wang Qian's cell phone vibrated again.

Taylor called again.

Chapter 418 Crazy Pickup Trucks, World Artists Gather in Los Angeles!

in fact.

Wang Qian has been deliberately avoiding Taylor recently.

Wang Qian is very clear about the thoughts of this talented Chinese mixed-race girl who is not inferior to Sophie in appearance and temperament.

but……

Wang Qian said that he really couldn't handle it.

When he came to North America, he let himself go, but now he feels that he can't fly.

Qin Xuerong heard Wang Qian's movement, walked in and gestured to Wang Qian for breakfast, then walked out, reminding Wang Qian that she had already ordered breakfast.

Wang Qian waved to Qin Xuerong to show his understanding, and then answered the call from Taylor.

The call is connected.

Taylor's voice came from the opposite side: "Professor Wang, did you disturb your rest?"

Wang Qian: "No, Taylor has something to do with me?"

Taylor asked tentatively: "Professor Wang, can you come out? I want to talk to you face to face about the college."

Wang Qian smiled wryly, "It's fine to go out, but do you think that the media at the door will make it easy for me to go out?"

Taylor was silent for a moment, knowing that Wang Qian was telling the truth.

The hotel where the players of The Voice World Championships lived was surrounded by media 24 hours a day. As long as Wang Qian dared to show up, they would dare to surround him.

Every time Wang Qian went out to rehearse, he tried to only go in and out once a day, so relax, otherwise he would definitely be tired and affect his state the next day.

If there is no rehearsal, Wang Qian will be too lazy to go out, just rest in the hotel, and he will be too lazy to deal with the media.

The exposure opportunities that all stars dream of are troublesome in Wang Qian's view.

Taylor whispered, "I'll wait for you at the door!"

Wang Qian was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "Okay, then wait for me a little longer, I haven't had breakfast yet."

Taylor: "I thought you might not have had breakfast, so I brought you breakfast. I went to the most famous breakfast shop in Chinatown to buy you soy milk fritters, buns, and a bowl of porridge..."

Wang Qian looked at Qin Xuerong outside, and said: "Then you wait for me, I'll eat here and then go down to eat yours."

Taylor laughed: "Eat so much, can you eat it?"

Wang Qian had no choice but to say, "I have no choice but to eat."

Taylor: "Then I'll wait for you, go and have breakfast quickly, don't keep Xue Rong waiting."

Wang Qian: "No problem!"

hang up the phone.

A wry smile flashed in Wang Qian's eyes, and then he was about to wash and eat when the phone rang again.

He Chaohui called.

Wang Qian still connected: "Director He, good morning!"

He Chaohui still replied: "It's getting late here, Professor Wang. There is something I want to discuss with you."

Wang Qian: "Director He, tell me."

He Chaohui: "That's right. Professor Tang Wenqing from the Central Music Department wants to take two students to Los Angeles to watch your performance. Do you agree?"

Professor Tang Wenqing?

to be frank……

Wang Qian is really ignorant.

He doesn't even know a few big-name Chinese stars in the world, let alone folk music artists who are usually less well-known.

Hearing Wang Qian's silence, He Chaohui probably guessed that Wang Qian probably didn't know the professor of the Department of Folk Music, and immediately explained: "Professor Tang Wenqing is an old professor of the Folk Music Department of our Central Music Department. The main member. According to the ranking in the circle, Professor Tang Wenqing can be ranked in the top three in the field of guzheng in China! He respects you very much. He heard that you played guzheng music in front of the whole world. He must go to the scene to witness this scene. "

"The school has agreed and reimbursed all the expenses. Now, considering your own thoughts, Professor Wang, I'm asking for your opinion."

If it's someone else, you don't need to ask for their consent at all, watching your performance is just giving you face!

but……

In front of Wang Qian, even the upper management of Yangyin would not dare to offend Wang Qian. Wang Qian's own thoughts must be taken into account. go abroad.

Wang Qian said with a soft smile: "Director He, you are thinking too much. Professor Tang came to see my performance to give me face. It was too late for me to welcome you. I don't have any opinions. Come whenever you want! I have admired Professor Tang for a long time. "

He Zhaohui smiled and asked, "Oh? Then tell me, what are Professor Tang's famous works?"

Wang Qian: "My breakfast is here, hang up first, Director He, goodbye."

After speaking, Wang Qian hurriedly hung up the phone with a trace of embarrassment on his face.

Of course, the hotel waiter outside really delivered the breakfast.

In order to serve Wang Qian, the hotel specially increased its manpower, and sent several chefs who are good at Chinese food from other chain hotels to serve Wang Qian alone.

So, when Qin Xuerong called for breakfast, the chefs who were on call at any time over there immediately acted and prepared a table of Chinese breakfast and delivered it.

Porridge, soy milk, millet porridge, sweet tofu nao, salty tofu nao, deep-fried dough sticks, buns, green onion pancakes, etc...

The dining car was full.

Wang Qian saw that the waiter was Bella who came to sign last time, smiled and said, "Thank you!"

Bella bowed slightly to Wang Qian: "No, it is my honor to serve you!"

After finishing speaking, Bella turned around and walked out without the slightest sloppiness. She walked out of the room and entered the elevator, and took off the apron directly. Throwing the apron to the waiter next to him, he said softly, "If you need Wang Qian's room, please let me know!"

The waiter said respectfully, "Yes, ma'am."

The waiter didn't know who Bella was, but even the general manager of the hotel was respectful and respectful like a slave, so he didn't dare to address her casually, so he quickly turned around and left.

Bella walked into the office, and the general manager stood up and said respectfully: "Miss Bella, if you want to get in touch with Wang Qian, I can actually invite him over in the name of the hotel. You just need to say your own Identity is enough, I don’t think anyone will refuse to be friends with you.”

Bella sat down on the sofa, shook her head and said, "No, that's fine. I don't want my identity to be revealed."

The general manager nodded: "Okay, I will tell you. Are you leaving today?"

Bella stood up, stretched her slender and well-proportioned body like a world supermodel, came to the floor-to-ceiling windows, looked at the densely packed media below, and said lightly: "Call our other three hotels in Los Angeles, and transfer the redundant security guards , Let these media reporters stand 100 meters away, I don’t want the players of The Voice to enter and leave the hotel like a battle every time.”

General Manager: "Okay, I'll get in touch right away."

Bella felt envious when she thought of Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong wearing pajamas and having breakfast together in Wang Qian's room just now.

Such a perfect man as Wang Qian!

To be worthy of her.

……

While eating breakfast, Wang Qian and Qin Xuerong answered several domestic calls.

The magic sound Yang Jiansen called to ask for Wang Qian's opinion. Two guzheng professors from the magic sound folk music department brought a few students to watch Wang Qian's performance live.

At the same time, the same goes for Zheyin. A professor from the Department of Folk Music brought two students to watch Wang Qian's performance live!

Wang Qian agreed.

People are willing to come, Wang Qian has no reason to disagree.

and.

He knew from Sophie that almost all the world's famous classical music schools had gathered in Los Angeles to watch his performance, so it didn't make sense that Huaxia Academy of Classical Music would be absent.

Therefore, he agreed to send people from the three schools in the country to watch his performance.

Then, Wang Qian told Qin Xuerong that he was going to meet with people from Curtis College to talk about the college affairs, and asked Qin Xuerong to go to Jiang Yu and the others to prepare for rehearsal in the afternoon.

Of course Qin Xuerong didn't meet and agreed with Wang Qian's arrangement!

After the young couple had breakfast, they left the room together and entered the elevator.

Qin Xuerong got off the elevator halfway to find Jiang Yu and Murong Yue.

Wang Qian went all the way out of the hotel gate.

Wang Qian, who was fully wrapped up and ready for battle, felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the hotel entrance suddenly become empty.

Then, he discovered that there was a circle of security personnel standing outside the hotel, isolating the densely packed reporters from dozens of meters away, so that they could not affect the entrance and exit of the hotel.

but.

Wang Qian's appearance was quickly discovered by media reporters in the distance.

Even if Wang Qian was wearing a coat, a hat and a mask.

However, his figure was recognized by many media reporters at a glance.

After all, hundreds of media reporters around here are staring at Wang Qian every day, looking forward to Wang Qian's appearance, so they are naturally very familiar with Wang Qian's various attire.

Therefore, many media reporters became agitated, picked up video cameras, cameras, mobile phones and other tools, and started shooting at Wang Qian. They also wanted to break away from the security guards and rush in to interview Wang Qian.

It's a pity that these security guards are all professional and have some tools, so it's not so easy to break through. The reporters can only take crazy photos from a distance, and then synchronize the photos of Wang Qian's appearance on the Internet to earn a lot of money. flow.

Wang Qian heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly walked towards the parking lot. From a distance, he saw a tall figure in a coat standing in front of a tall pickup truck and waving at Wang Qian. Wang Qian recognized Taylor at a glance, and walked quickly past.

Wang Qian just wanted to go to the co-pilot seat.

Taylor waved his hand, indicating that he was in the co-pilot, let Wang Qian drive, and then got into the car.

Wang Qian was helpless. He didn't know if he could drive in North America, but he was quite confident in his skills. He got into the car immediately, started the car and left the parking lot.

Pickup trucks are the national car in North America, and almost everyone owns a pickup truck.

Wang Qian felt pretty good.

Taylor next to him stared at Wang Qian, then took out a bag of breakfast from his arms and handed it to Wang Qian, saying, "I'll show you the way!"

Wang Qian nodded, looked at the place where Taylor hid his breakfast, took it and ate it, while driving out of the media circle, ran outside, following the direction Taylor pointed at!

The car soon came to a place where no one was there!

Taylor pointed to the woods beside the road: "Stop!"

Wang Qian looked at Taylor, and Taylor's eyes were still staring at Wang Qian, and there seemed to be an infinite mysterious halo in the purple pupils.