I said I was going to get a divorce

16

Gu Changji looked at the big characters "New Youth Philharmonic Orchestra" written on the poster and fell into deep thought.

If he remembers correctly, He Zhang is in this band.

It's terrible, why didn't he confirm with Xiao Xurong earlier.

Xiao Xurong looked at him in a daze, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay," Gu Changji said, "how about..."

What else?He didn't go on and didn't know what to say.

Honestly, he didn't even know why he felt guilty.

If he thought right, it should be that He Zhang himself wanted to invite him, but he refused, and now he came to see it with someone else.

It's embarrassingly embarrassing.

He could only comfort himself that Xiao Xurong's two tickets were not in the front row, and He Zhang turned his back to the audience the whole time, so he couldn't see the two of them.

But unfortunately, when they entered the arena, they ran into He Zhang.

He Zhang's eyes were not on him, but on Xiao Xurong who was behind him frequently, with a smile that didn't look like a smile: "What a coincidence."

Gu Changji's brain was knotted, and he held it in for a long time before he could say: "Don't fall in love with him."

He Zhang: "..."

Xiao Xurong: "..."

Only then did Gu Changji realize that he had made a mistake: "I didn't know it was the same scene at that time."

Xiao Xurong only felt that he was in a crackling power grid, and tried to keep smiling: "Brother, this is..."

"It's a friend of mine," Gu Changji stepped forward and put his arms around He Zhang's shoulders, "Come here, let's not block others."

Xiao Xurong still wanted to follow, took two steps, and suddenly saw He Zhang's right hand raised up, which seemed to be loosely supporting Gu Changji's waist.

But Gu Changji didn't notice it at all.

He paused, and an idea came to his mind.

No way?

"What are you doing?" He Zhang said, "I still have to go backstage to prepare."

Gu Changji said, "I really didn't do it on purpose."

He Zhang: "Well, it doesn't matter."

"I don't think you don't care at all," Gu Changji said, "Did you find out that I came here to block me?"

He Zhang didn't deny it, but he didn't admit it either. He just said, "If you can't come here, it has nothing to do with me."

Gu Changji: "Oh~"

"Oh what?" He Zhang said, "Aren't you going to spend time with your colleagues?"

"Don't you think you said a lot of superfluous words today?"

He Zhang: "..."

"Jealous?" Gu Changji said, "I didn't cheat."

He Zhang: "I suggest you look in the mirror before talking."

"I heard from my aunt that you have to listen to what you say in reverse."

He Zhang: "..."

He Zhang may have become angry from embarrassment, so he turned and left.Gu Changji thought it was fun, and followed him with a smile: "Oh, why are you so tempered?"

He Zhang shoved something back in his hand and slapped it on his chest.He picked it up and saw that it was two front row tickets.

"No...why is this still there," Gu Changji said, "Didn't you give it to someone else?"

"My mother asked you to keep it, who else can I give it to?" He Zhang said, "Tang Zhengyu's sister can't come, so I have an extra one."

Gu Changji: "...Oh, thank you."

He folded them and stuffed them into his jacket pocket, and saw He Zhang walking through the staff aisle by himself, with a slender back and strong footsteps, walking like a modern model, stepping on the beat regularly.

Gu Changji looked at it for a while, and always felt that he still had something to say, and now he didn't have much chance to say it, so he had to go back to the venue to find Xiao Xurong.

"Are you ok?"

Xiao Xurong sat in the previous position and looked up at him.

"I got two VIP tickets through the back door," Gu Changji said, "Let's go."

When the people who had just sat next to him heard what he said, they all cast envious or contemptuous glances.

"Why are there so many people at a concert?"

Xiao Xurong said: "I thought there would be a lot of vacant seats, but when I came in, it was full of people!"

"In the information society, good looks can be used as a gimmick. Of course there will be a lot of people." Gu Changji glanced at the bandstand, where the preparation process was still in progress, and none of the orchestra members had formally entered the venue.

"There were really not many people at that time," Xiao Xurong said, "otherwise, why would the ticket be given to me? I thought about it for a day before deciding to invite you over."

Gu Changji searched the Internet, and found that the orchestra that was first arranged to perform was not the New Youth Philharmonic Orchestra, and He Zhang did indeed say that there were no important invitations recently.

Looking at the joint planner again, the name He Yiren was in it, and Gu Changji understood.

There is a great possibility that the original band had an accident and couldn't come, so He Zhang and the others were asked to come to the rescue.

Then it was really a surprise.Gu Changji thought to himself, hey, it's not my fault.

He Zhang had quite a few female fans unexpectedly, crowded and crowded, filling a big theater.

It is reasonable to say that the conductor is the one who shows the least face, but He Zhang took the orchestra to participate in a national concert hall last time, and gave him two shots, which were intercepted by interested people, and he marveled at the son Shi Wushuang on the Internet.

So He Zhang's various information was found out, and a special search entry was created.

Gu Changji clicked on the entry and browsed around, and found many things similar to "Who is He Zhang", "Who is He Zhang's girlfriend", "Is He Zhang gay?" They were turned off one by one.

At the last alumni meeting, he left early and missed He Zhang's performance.

Looking back later, he vaguely felt that He Zhang might be dissatisfied with this matter.

Looking back at this, Changji can be regarded as attending, and he is going to hear what miracles this kid can perform with a baton.

Perhaps it was because he was used to the way He Zhang read quietly at home, but Gu Changji always felt that he should be the kind of person who is as calm as still water, without waves.

He couldn't imagine that He Zhang was waving his hands passionately like an elderly middle-aged man.

The orchestra entered the arena, and there were about 80 to [-] people.

Gu Changji took a look and saw that there were all kinds of trombones and organs inside, and he sat down on the seats in a mighty manner, and everyone got ready.

After a burst of applause, the hall gradually became quiet and the lights dimmed, leaving only a bright light on the podium.

At this time He Zhangcai came on stage, and there was another burst of thunderous applause, and the little girl was calling his name in a low voice.

He Zhang stood under the light, his hair was not tied up today, it was only pinned behind his ears, half hanging on his shoulders, when he bent down and bowed, he looked like a handsome and distant classical gentleman from the sixteenth century.

Xiao Xurong beside him applauded with everyone, and sighed: "My God, this is too beautiful, like a woman!"

Gu Changji said, "It's not like a woman."

He Zhang's beauty can sometimes make people ignore his gender, captivating the mind and captivating the soul.

That's all he could think.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain the throbbing in his heart at the moment when He Zhang raised his head and focused his eyes.

Gu Changji leaned on the seat behind him and listened to the explanation of the two girls behind him.

"I heard that this time they will play a whole suite, because they have just played it and are more familiar with the score, and there will be a chorus later."

"chorus?"

"The female chorus is in the overture of "Neptune" and is used for the end. Do you see the small rooms on both sides, which are reserved for the chorus."

"With so many people, it feels like it's hard work to command."

Gu Changji didn't expect it to be such a big band, and he was vaguely worried that He Zhang had been entrusted with it.

He Zhang is excellent, but he is too young, so it may be difficult for him to have the ability to manage and coordinate.

An orchestra of 30 to [-] members is fine. A temporary team with so many members is quite a challenge for a young conductor.

Gu Changji became nervous unnaturally, raised Erlang's legs, and changed his posture.

But they all think too much.

When the light was rekindled, He Zhang turned his back to the audience, slowly raised his arms, and said something.

All the members glanced at him.

With a look of complete trust.

The performance started, and He Zhang's baton was like a sword in the hands of a general about to go out.With one order, percussion instruments and stringed instruments, the bow sticks strike the strings like a thousand horses, and the arrogant and passionate drumbeats gradually increase, which is particularly ear-catching.

Gu Changji's gaze was fixed on He Zhang's body.

The back that Liu Xi jokingly called a "ruler" was extraordinarily straight at this time, with a submissive aura, and an indescribable charm.

This is different from the little Bai Yang in the small garden, and the He Zhang standing in the sunset playing the violin.