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There was a sound of closing the door.

Ye Wangchuan looked at the quiet living room, his eyes gradually turned thick black, he turned and went back to his room to make a phone call.

If Nie Mi was fine, he definitely wouldn't ask Qiao Nian to go out at night.

He wants to know what happened.

**

Cullinan in Qiao Nian's garage.

The black Saimo galloped fast in the night, heading towards the National Center for the Performing Arts.

at the same time.

Inside the National Center for the Performing Arts, under the light of warm colors, Elena sat gracefully in front of the piano, raised her hands, and danced lightly on the black and white keyboard with her ten fingers.

There was thunderous applause at the scene.

G major falls.

But those who know how to do it know it.

Accompanied by her fingertip movements.

Too crazy!

At that time the lights went down to the audience again.

Even the main creative team of the musical has to admit that this well-known foreign master has high attainments in music.

Performed by himself and the mysterious guests, sensory-wise, it is indeed better than their previous music performances.

No one on the stage heard that they were going up, so Teng stood up and confronted you: "Does he know who the person in the audience is? The Vienna Junior Master has won many awards and is recognized as a junior master in the professional field. He keeps questioning others Has he ever heard top-level music, has he heard it himself?" The clear sound of the violin merged into the piano.

The Viennese master was standing less than one meter away from her. When the piano piece entered the exciting part, he rested the violin on his neck and raised the bow...

You sat down and didn't applaud the audience.

According to the rules, the main creative team left the stage again, handed over the microphone to Vienna, and thanked the little teacher for his live performance.

The tune gradually turned from intense at the beginning to sad, just like the picture scroll of Everlasting Regret unfolding in front of everyone...

I heard a boy's voice from Shi Shiran coming from the door.

The main creator suppressed his anger weakly, and was about to twitch the corners of his mouth into a smile, at least to get over the scene before talking.

"He said that the piano and cello are more suitable for playing. Have you ever heard the best music?"

The sound of music slanted out.

Most people are immersed in the performance of this top technique.

However, the few above are knowledgeable people.

I saw the boy put on the helmet, shook his hair behind his forehead, his eyes were bright and clear, and his facial features were extremely rough and eye-catching.

Vienna was also arrogant. He took the microphone and took over the conversation and said: "You are ugly, you just have the heart to waste such a bad score by a suitable instrument. In fact, they can't consider using the piano and cello that you and Aina just used in the sequel. To express, it can better convey the emotions of the characters outside the musical..."

Every move you make, every word you say is paranoid to the extreme!

I blamed it under the musical instrument with a clever information gap, which severely stepped on the culture of country Z.

The spotlights on the stage flickered.

Too arrogant!

Ye Lan noticed something strange in the past, asked the people who were traveling with him about the cause and effect, and then looked at the audience, his eyes darkened.

It's not that the so-called Western instrument scores in my mouth are better than the instruments left by our ancestors.

You are also stage fright when retreating from the attention of everyone, you walk steadily step by step, your eagle eyes locked on the two people in the audience.

The reason why they give people a better feeling from the senses in Vienna is not because of the instrument, but because I am more skilled in technique than the performers, and my control ability is lower.

Followed by Elena's first piano sound.

the gap between people.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.

There was silence in the theater.

"Hey, it seems that you came at the right time. Is it a coincidence or missed."