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"Mr. Yun!—Don't stay too long, the administrator of the concert hall will come over later!..."

Yun Jinze was still flustered when he put away the paper cup, but when he was called out suddenly, his expression was unnatural, he hurriedly answered, stood up from the bench, and paced around Jiang Zhe's seat, looking a little anxious.

The things in the backstage were almost taken away, and there was almost no trace of Jiang Zhe's stay. Looking at the empty room, Yun Jinze heaved a sigh of relief and stopped staying any longer.

"Understood, I'll be right out!—"

He touched his lips indiscriminately, touched the mouth of the cup in his pocket with his fingers, and rolled his eyes with a smile. Before that, he didn't have a deep impression of Jiang Zhe, and he didn't take the initiative to participate in the other party's concert. I feel that I missed a lot of wonderful performances, and I feel a little regretful and lost for a while.

After all, there are a lot of talents in the classical music circle. Even if he is a well-known critic, he dare not guarantee that he has participated in all the concerts, so that he can not miss any missing gems.He thought, if Jiang Zhe was willing to accept interviews and massive publicity and hype, the entire classical music circle would have set off an upsurge long ago because of this cellist, instead of being a high-ranking and few people. It looks like.

Yun Jinze came out of the stage, bowed slightly to the staff who let him in, and trotted out of the Azure Concert Hall.Outside the concert hall, Yue Qun had already been circling anxiously, and when he saw Yun Jinze coming out, he went up to him nervously.

"Mr. Yun! The concert hall is almost gone, why did you come out..." As he spoke, Yue Qun secretly observed Yun Jinze's expression, secretly guessing Yun Jinze's attitude towards the just-concluded concert.He just saw Jiang Zhe's poster at the entrance of the concert hall. The industry's evaluation of Jiang Zhe is pretty good, but he has always kept a low profile, and the number of diehard fans is not many. Pay no attention to him at all. "I just finished listening to Ju Wenye's solo. It's very spiritual, much better than Ishikawa."

Yun Jinze shook his head: "Neither Shi Chuan nor Ju Wenye can afford to be the main feature of this magazine."

"But, Mr. Yun...you don't want to...push Jiang Zhe, do you?" Yue Qun was a little embarrassed. "I heard that Jiang Zhe has always refused to accept interviews. He works alone, and there are not many concerts. The editor-in-chief will not agree. Moreover... Shi Chuan and his company have even greeted the editor-in-chief. His industry recognition and popularity will increase again..."

Yun Jinze pursed his lips. He really couldn't get Jiang Zhe's exclusive interview, and he didn't even have a chance to talk. Some chills. "Anyway, if you push those two people, don't share with me the writing of the manuscript."

Although Yue Qun also wanted to help Yun Jinze avoid this matter, but the editor-in-chief was hard to talk to. "Mr. Nayun, about Ishikawa's concert review, it's up to you to write... Otherwise the editor-in-chief will be angry, and our work may be over for both of us!"

As Yun Jinze walked forward, he took the pen and paper from Yue Qun's hand, "If this job becomes dirty, I'll look for it again."

"However, not everyone is as aggressive as Mr. Yun, who has the audacity to challenge the editor-in-chief..." Looking at Yun Jinze's back, Yue Qun's voice became softer and weaker, he sighed, and followed him wearily.

Like him, who doesn't have Yun Jinze's talent for music appreciation, and is just a small reporter in a magazine. This kind of low-level creature has no right to be willful at all.

"Bosses are fighting... can you not take me with you? In my opinion, Shi Chuan, Ju Wenye, and Jiang Zhe are all just pulling the strings and making music. I can't tell whether it is good or bad. I can only listen to it." They didn’t go out of tune, they were all good comrades.”

Yun Jinze waved for a taxi, and laughed when he heard that. "Are you Peppa Pig? The words in your mouth were blown out by a hair dryer, without thinking? Just like Ishikawa, can it compare with Jiang Zhe's music?"

Yue Qun quickly got into the back seat, and said in amazement: "Mr. Yun, you just listened to Jiang Zhe's concert, and just helped him speak."

Yun Jinze squinted, "I just justify the name of the music, thank you."

His red ears were not noticed by Yue Qun, nor did Yue Qun's bulging purse cause Yue Qun to laugh. In fact, Yue Qun didn't pay attention to those now. He was only worried that the editor-in-chief would tear them up later. Two, getting fired is the worst possible outcome. If Jiang Zhe hadn't appeared, Yun Jinze might really have written a worthless comment for the sake of the magazine, but now that there is unrefined jade in front of him, how could he quit? And the next best thing is to use beautiful rhetoric on a mediocre person?

Even people with tricky ears like Yun Jinze bowed down to Jiang Zhe's cello, Yue Qun couldn't help being a little curious, if he had known, he would have gone to see who this Jiang Zhe was. A gentle mimosa.

The taxi quickly drove to the headquarters of the music magazine where the two were located. This music magazine was the latest place where Yun Jinze worked. After getting out of the car, Yun Jinze rushed to his office with a pen and paper, without going there at all. The meaning of the editor-in-chief's report, Yue Qun behind him with a sad face, took the notes about Ju Wenye and Ishikawa that he had made before, and knocked on the glass door of the editor-in-chief's office with lingering fear.

The editor-in-chief of Listening to Music magazine is a trendy woman. Although the clothing elements are trendy and fashionable, she prefers noble and elegant classical music to pop music. She is reviewing the layout and content of the latest issue of the magazine. Seeing Yuequn coming in, Nodding his head. "Have you finished listening to today's concert?"

Yue Qun nodded: "Editor-in-chief, we have heard of both Ju Wenye and Shi Chuan, but we personally think that Ju Wenye is better than Shi Chuan as the main feature of this issue..."

The editor-in-chief turned the pen in his hand. "Why are you alone? Where's Yun Jinze?"

"... He is not satisfied with either of them." Yue Qun had a bitter face.

"This Yun Jinze is not satisfied? He has been working in our magazine for so long, which violinist has he seen?" The editor-in-chief was quite proud of his talent, but his bad temper and black-and-white personality made the entire editorial department feel uneasy. "If you settle on Ju Wenye, then contact his company for an interview. Although Ishikawa's company is more active in contacting, our magazine still focuses on word of mouth. Let Yun Jinze prepare the interview with Ju Wenye later. , by the way, write a review of this concert.”

"...Editor-in-chief, actually...Brother Yun is not dissatisfied with everyone." Hearing that Yun Jinze was going to be forced to write a sound review, Yue Qun was so frightened that his seeds dropped. "Actually, at Ju Wenye's concert, he fell in love with Jiang Zhe, the cellist at the Azure Concert Hall next door..."

The editor-in-chief frowned. She was obviously no stranger to this name. Seeing that Yun Jinze saw Jiang Zhe as Bole and caught Qian Lima with a glance, she smiled and said.

"It's someone else, I can still help him get in touch, but Jiang Zhe...heh..."

"Editor-in-chief?"

"Xiao Yue, you have to know that from this year onwards, there will be a large number of newcomers in the classical music industry, and Qianlang will be photographed dead on the beach. I have heard about Jiang Zhe, and his company Tianyi is planning to promote another newcomer this year. It is said that He is a young genius in the violin world, and he must be stepping on his name, and he contacted me before."

"...If he really appreciates Jiang Zhe, he might as well let go of his appreciation. Compared with his own future and work, there is no need to fight for a chance for a performer who is bound to end up? Isn't it?"