……

time flies,

One of the ways of spying,

It is reflected in everyone's watch,

The second hand ticks one circle, another circle,

The minute hand moves slowly.

Soon, the pointer pointed to 2:30.

The 1500 seats at the scene are already full of people.

The main entrance of the auditorium is slowly closing.

Accompanied by the almost "boiling" sound of heated discussions at the scene.

Two couples of handsome men and beautiful women presided over the stage,

Loudly said:

"Welcome everyone! Come to the auditorium of Jiangbei University—"

"Watch this annual, literary report performance!"

The host's voice was loud, and the audience applauded thunderously.

"I know you are waiting anxiously! You have been waiting for a long time!"

"And our Jiang University is very humane!"

"Then don't talk too much!"

"Our performance is about to start! Please wait and see!"

After the host made a passionate speech.

I don't know who it is in the audience, a girl from outside the school.

Take the lead in shouting Zhang Yu's name and holding up the light board!

In an instant, a frenzy of female voices was triggered!

"Zhang Yu! Zhang Yu! Zhang Yu!"

The boys in this school are not to be outdone,

"Han Qingyin! Goddess! Han Qingyin! Goddess!"

This heat lasted for about ten seconds.

Several hosts, seeing that the heat has subsided a little,

He picked up the microphone and continued talking.

"Next, please enjoy the first program."

"Song Solo: "I Am a Cloud""

"Performer: Liu Yuhang."

High-quality accompaniment sounds from all corners of the auditorium.

See a handsome guy coming out from behind the scenes.

Everyone finally calmed down and began to enjoy the song.

……

And in the third row of the auditorium.

Xia Yao was wearing a vest and hot pants,

It even appeared here today!

It turned out to be her who didn't want to stay in Xia's villa,

Arguing endlessly with that group of relatives.

Go out early in the morning,

Give the 80 that Xiao Lin gave to her father.

Then ran out to relax.

Picking up the phone, I made an appointment with a circle of girlfriends, but was rejected by all of them.

It's hard to get an appointment with someone who agrees,

came here together,

Reluctantly accompany, watch a theatrical performance, pass the time.

……

On the stage, exciting programs take turns.

Let everyone put their gods and goddesses aside and enjoy the show quietly.

Soon, an hour has passed...

Seeing that there are three more programs,

It will be Han Qingyin's turn to perform the ensemble!

And in the background, the anxious Han Qingyin,

At this time, I received a WeChat message.

Let her see it, first she looked happy.

Then the expression, a little nervous,

He hurriedly ran to the private room.

I don't know what to do.

……

"Good! Dear audience friends!"

"The song just now is very beautiful."

"Let our hosts in the audience listen—"

"Almost forgot, there is also the matter of reporting."

"Almost! Almost screwed up! It's all because the singing is so charming!"

"Do you think so?"

The funny male host walked onto the stage and said with a smile.

It caused a lot of laughter from the audience, and they all said "Yes!"

The host smiled and made a stop gesture.

His expression turned serious: "Then next, this show."

"It can be said to be the most important thing in this party!"

"I think...it's no exaggeration to say that many of the people present—"

"Maybe it's a special trip, for the next performance."

The host's words are not finished yet.

A scream was heard from the audience.

Immediately afterwards, there was a shout like a mountain roar and a tsunami!

It seems to be able to gather into a torrent!

"Zhang Yu! Zhang Yu!", "Han Qingyin!! Goddess!"

Xia Yao, who was sitting in the auditorium under the stage, heard it.

He also put away his mobile phone and straightened his back.

Concentrated, wanting to see Han Qingyin's appearance.

She is very curious about this ice beauty who is famous in the aristocratic circle.

They are all expensive circles, so they are divided into levels.

The two had never met before,

It's just that in various rumors, they have heard of each other's names.

……

On the stage, the curtain fell.

The host listened quietly, the overwhelming shouts.

Still smiling, he pointed the microphone at them.

Buy time for backstage setup.

As if to signal, let them shout louder!Not loud enough!

Just say: "Hungry! Come root xxx! Sweep hunger!"

……

And behind the big screen, the piano is being watched by everyone,

Push onto stage with rollers, secure.

Han Qingyin was wearing a gorgeous golden dress.

Standing on the side of the stage,

Keep adjusting your breathing and wait quietly.

But there is no sign of the collaborator at all!

Only her!Still empty-handed!

Not even a violin in hand!

……

The voices in the field, wave after wave!

Has reached the peak!

At this time, the backstage side door of the auditorium was pulled open.

The host listened to the announcement in his ears,

At the peak moment of the scene atmosphere,

Smiling and waving, he said loudly:

"Okay! Next, please enjoy, the much-anticipated instrumental duet!"

"Performer: Han Qingyin—"

"Play together with the anonymous player...!"

The male host listened to the voice in his ears,

Temporarily added an anonymous player,

He couldn't figure out what was going on.

I heard from the backstage earlier that there will be new performers, that's right.

But how is it anonymous?

The host thought about it and continued:

"And Zhang Yu, who was supposed to perform, had a traffic accident on the road today."

"He is being treated in the hospital. He is currently in good condition and has no major problems."

"Here, on behalf of the performance troupe, I would like to express my apologies to everyone!"

He just finished speaking.

The curtain has been opened,

The host had to leave in a hurry.

There was a moment of silence below the stage,

Immediately afterwards, discussions suddenly broke out.

"What anonymous? Where's my brother Zhang Yu?"

"Yes! Where's my Zhang Yu Oppa?"

"What are you doing! If I had known that Zhang Yuopa was not here, I would not have come!"

"Eh? Isn't the goddess playing the violin? Why did she turn into a piano? What's going on?"

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and the curtain was opened.

Noble and elegant cold tone,

sit on the piano bench,

The first note has been struck.

The overwhelming male voice cheered at the scene!

Instantly suppress the dissatisfaction of all girls!

Who cares whether the goddess plays the harp or plays the harp,

It's over!

Elegant dress, high heels, long fair legs.

In addition, on the face of the country and the city, the expression is cold.

Let Xia Yao see it, and her eyes light up instantly.

Muttering to himself: "What a beautiful woman..."

A melancholy melody came from the piano.

Every corner of the venue was conveyed.

Even chasing 'star' girls,

Seeing Han Qingyin's appearance,

I can't give birth to the heart of blasphemy, and I don't want to bother anymore.

They all began to appreciate and feel the charm of classical music gradually.

……

On the stage, Han Qingyin's slender fingers,

Like an elf, jumping back and forth,

After a few sections, everyone was mesmerized.

Xia Yao listened quietly,

From time to time, I can't help but nod my head.

She envied Han Qingyin's talent,

Since she was a child, she has liked talented people the most.

She also wanted to be like Han Qingyin,

Brilliant on stage.

……

On the stage, Han Qingyin folded her hands,

Take a deep breath, stop playing, and look straight ahead.

suddenly!

A melodious violin sound came from the stereo.

Immediately afterwards, a figure also walked out from the side of the stage.

……

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