Everyone left in the rest room, leaving only Qin Jian and Ning Qianxia.

"Still not changing your clothes?"

"Do you have to change your outfit on stage?"

"Definitely. ”

"Then do you want me to change it in front of you? ”

"I'm sorry, I'm going out. ”

Walking to the door, Qin Jian held the doorknob and paused, "Today's success or failure depends on you." ”

"I think you've made a mistake," Ning Qianxia looked at Qin Jian's back and said lightly: "It's not my business, please give me a reason to convince myself." ”

Seeing that Qin Jian didn't speak, she continued.

"I'm a very convincing person. ”

Moment.

"At least this time. ”：

Qin Jian twisted the doorknob for a moment, "Just help me." ”

"Please. ”

With that, he quietly departed, closing the door softly.

Go out and sigh.

Reason told him that the woman was in danger.

It's time to keep your distance.

Qin Jian shook his head vigorously.

Walked towards the backstage entrance.

In the lounge, Ning Qianxia looked at the empty door frame and picked up the linen dress beside her.

"Very well, your reason convinced me. ”

"Still. ”

When the words came to her lips, she smiled lightly and turned into a wisp of air.

...

With the end of the penultimate program, the audience burst into applause again.

"Thanks to the students of music therapy for bringing us healing singing, the next program is a bit special, it is not completed by a single department, the participants are piano department, orchestra department, folk music department, vocal song department, and musicology department, and the group is not our teacher, is a freshman of grade 14. ”

There was applause from the audience!

"Qin Jian!!"

Wang Xiaoliang's voice instantly became the focus of the audience.

The hostess took over with a smile, "I think everyone is familiar with this name. ”

Next, Qin Jian and his opera club Figaro will bring you the musical stage play "Habanera", excerpts from the opera. ”

"Orchestra, Orchestra of the Springs of Figaro. ”

"Concertmaster, Li Shasha"

"Piano, Natsuki Aso"

"Mezzo-soprano, Ning Qianxia"

"Conductor, Qin Jian"

"Applause, please!"

The host's voice fell, and the audience burst into applause and screams.

However, the most popular names are "Ning Qian Xia" and "Aso Natsuki".

"The Goddess of Qianxia!!"

"Princess Natsuki'!!"

Wu Qing, as the dean of Huaguo Conservatory of Music, will naturally not be absent from today's party.

He sat in the third row, next to his wife, Xu Tong, a well-known soprano singer in China, who is also the head of the school's singing department.

Listening to the shouts around her protégé, she couldn't be happy, because the oratorio performance of the vocal singing department tonight was not ideal, and of course she couldn't hold her face as the head of the department.

This is really strange to Qin Jian, who dug one of the biggest corners of the family.

"Even Li Lao's precious granddaughter has been fooled in, I want to see what he can toss. ”

Wu Qing understood his daughter-in-law's competitive temper, and he didn't persuade anything, but just smiled: "You said it yourself, this show almost brings together the best children of this year, and this alone is the biggest attraction." ”

"Perhaps this is a new model for the development of music disciplines in the future, and I think that in the next Huayun Competition, we..."

"The show is about to start, can you be quiet?"

...

...

With the departure of the host, the stage went dark.

Everyone is looking forward to it.

Suddenly.

The lights flashed ghostly.

A pitch-black streamer grand piano slanted into the center of the stage.

The next second.

The stage went dark again.

Then the sound of small footsteps appeared on the stage, but the people in the audience couldn't see anything clearly.

Qin Jian glanced at the door of the lounge, which had not yet been opened, and couldn't help but be a little worried, but there was no time for him to think.

With a steady pace, he stepped onto the stage.

The audience didn't know what was going on, but they brought everyone to see it clearly.

The stage formation of everyone was the same as in the first rehearsal, Qin Jian walked to the front of the orchestra and lightly counted his fingers to his mouth, "Shhhh ”

With his raised hand, the orchestra snorted and began to make preparations.

The entire concert hall was silent.

Qin Jian slowly raised his hand and tapped in the direction of the choir.

Male middle and low male two voices singing:

- But we won't see Carmencita!

The solemn and rich chorus instantly broke the silence of the stage.

As the song sounded, the lights on the stage gradually turned on.

But just when everyone in the audience didn't have time to cover their mouths for the appearance of the actors on the stage.

I saw the figure in black and blue military uniform standing in front of the orchestra waving his hand.

The next second.

The whole orchestra was in motion.

A symphony full of fierce struggles, a clear chorus of vocals, intertwined.

-Here she comes!!

As the crowd sings this moment in unison, the string ensemble stretches its pitch, sometimes low and tactful, sometimes high-pitched and loud.

Then.

A pillar of light hit the side of the backstage entrance.

Half-cut bare legs appeared in the light.

This attracted all the attention of the audience, both on and off the stage.

Then, with the master of the leg stepping out.

Under the beating rhythm, a woman in a low-cut long skirt made of linen appeared on the stage.

Her long dress was filthy and covered with dust and grease, and her long hair was messy,

Her appearance was stunning.

The most amazing thing is a delicate rose on her chest.

The delicate roses are like her rich makeup.

Bright red lips and a high nose bridge.

The two blackened eyes radiated the glow of a search for prey.

She stomped on the rhythm arrogantly, scratching her head and wandering in the light, sweeping the gaze of every man as if she were looking for prey.

Both offstage and onstage.

It's just that in the entire concert hall, only Qin Jian can't see all this, he has his back to the audience.

But the shadow in his afterglow told him.

Here she comes.

Choir:

- She's coming! Carmencita is coming!!

The tempo of the orchestra became faster and faster, and the tone of the choir tightened.

- Carmen, we follow you, not an inch

- Carmen, be merciful, at least answer:

- When will you fall in love with us?

Qin Jian withdrew his hands to his chest.

The stage was instantly silent.

Ning Qianxia turned around gorgeously, swung her skirt with a side step, held the unplayed piano in the center of the stage, raised her hips and sat on the smooth piano board, sitting cross-legged on one leg, one leg swaying in the light, and an equally dirty broken step shoe hanging on her foot.

The screen freezes for three seconds.

She looked up at the choir.

As she spoke arrogantly, the audience was once again amazed, perfect French articulation, and graceful voice

- Will fall in love with you?

- Hah, not yet!

Qin Jian waved his hand, the music sounded again, and the long sound of the British pipe was like a gentleman.

The gypsy girl on the piano squandered her singing voice and sighed.

- Maybe not

- Maybe tomorrow————

Ning Qianxia laughed ripplely, and her gaze shifted to the audience.

- But by no means today

...

Perfect.

Qin Jian retracted his hands again, and said happily in his heart, a perfect opening.

In the silence, he looked at Aso Natsuki Li Shasha Ding Yaru successively, and after getting an affirmative gaze.

One last wave of neat gestures.

The piano and all the string groups beat the most enchanting classical rhythms at the same time.

The real show is about to happen.

"Whew. ”

Qin Jian breathed a sigh of relief, the opening scene that was easiest to overturn had been smoothly transitioned, and the rest was Ning Qianxia's personal show time, and he only needed to cooperate.

It's just that.

Everyone saw it at the moment, but he couldn't see it.

He has no eyes behind his back.

Maybe he didn't feel the real red flag

The swinging gypsy girl jumped off the piano, bent down and pinched the corner of the group to her waist.

Reveal a piece of smoothness.

In the psychedelic rhythm, she twisted her waist and walked towards his back step by step.