Shonan Grand Theater.

Shen Lang used to feel that he was different from these audiences.

In the past, he felt that this was a palace full of art and knowledge, and all the audiences were courteous, rich in artistic accomplishments, and opened and closed their mouths to world masterpieces, and their quality was extremely high......

As for Shen Lang......

Even a "Introduction to Art" can fail the course, how can a declining boy without any artistic cells be the same as them?

However, it wasn't until the last time, when he stood up, that he realized that everyone was the same.

I don't have any artistic cells, I don't understand anything, and the whole person is in a state of confusion that can't react at all.

And then......

The audience was also in a state of bewilderment, not even knowing what was going on.

More dumb than yourself.

There are always so many disguised and elegant people in this world......

Shen Lang found that they would also scold, they would also take advantage of no one to pay attention to spitting in public, they would also blush and have thick necks, and even secretly stuff napkins into the cracks of chairs......

Although, it can't be said that they don't know how to appreciate, but it's nothing more than understanding more and understanding less......

Is there a difference?

Everyone is the same.

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"Music is a sacred thing......"

"I used to be poor, playing the violin on the streets of Russia, chasing the sacred ...... of musical art. ”

"Later, there were countless voices all around, and these voices were telling me, you are poor, you have no money, although you are proud, you have nothing......"

"Later, I lowered my head, put down all the sacred things, walked into that theater, and met the fat man who smoked a cigar......"

"Ten years later, I'm a 'symphony maestro' and I have everything I once had...... Countless money, countless glory......"

"I began to be numb, because when I stood on the stage, there was always applause from the audience, maybe there were a few flaws and mistakes, but no one knew, after all, who would think that I, a master, would make some low-level mistakes? Unless I am a real master, ordinary people will not understand the frequency of the sound of a mosquito flapping its wings, and even if they hear it, they will only feel that they have heard it wrong, and they will only applaud in a round of applause......

"I have everything, I feel happy, I occasionally think about the old days...... Occasionally, I feel inexplicably lonely......"

"Later, I met two people......"

"I woke up suddenly, as if my heart was beating again......

"I've lost my sincerity and seriousness in music!"

“......”

The recital has not yet begun.

Chicole was alone in the room, silently talking to himself in the mirror.

His PR team is strong!

It was supposed to be a sensation, but in the end, the news was rarely seen by the major media outlets.

Symphony is originally a niche art, and in addition, there is an endless stream of news in the entertainment circle......

Ultimately......

He is still the authoritative and famous symphony master.

Even, that mistake turned into someone deliberately finding fault......

However, he finally realized that he was wrong.

If you want to become a true master, you have to play every concert with your heart.

Although many people don't understand, there will be people who will understand after all!

When Chicole finished looking in the mirror, he straightened his hair and pushed the door open.

"Mr. Chicole, it's ready, everyone is waiting. ”

"Is there a seat in the VIP position of number four?"

"Sitting. ”

"Oh, good!"

Chicole walked out slowly in a stunned state of his assistant.

He shaved off his beard and washed his face at the same time, and even exuded a hint of a teenager on his body.

Then, he took the baton and walked step by step onto the shining stage.

After bowing to everyone, he looked up and glanced at the three people in the VIP position.

He turned......

The baton slowly fell.

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"Where's Chicore's beard?"

"Huh, why is the beard gone?"

"Whiskers......"

"This ......"

"Weird...... Why does it feel ......"

"Don't be noisy......"

Amid an uproar from the audience, Checole played a new symphony.

The sound of a violin sounded not far away......

It's as if a homeless person is on the street, chasing that ethereal dream......

In the loneliness, there is a yearning for the future.

Qin Yao listened quietly.

"This is the first piece that Checole has ever written, and the name is 'Spring on the Wild Fence'......"

Shen Lang squinted his eyes after hearing this song, as if he had confirmed something, and opened his phone to take a look.

Eventually, a deep breath was taken.

Qin Yao turned his head and looked at Shen Lang strangely, always feeling that Shen Lang wanted to do something......

As for Chen Yutong, he looked at the back of the bearded Che Keer without saying a word, and fell into deep thought......

"Qin Yao, did you hear something?"

"Me?"

"There are no problems with the melody and the rhythm of the instruments, and compared to the previous concert, it is completely different concepts...... Of course, this music was originally a tribute to Checoer's own experience, and it also had a dreamlike narrative in it......" Qin Yao replied softly.

"I heard a very sincere apology...... And a lot of things Checole wants to say to us......"

"Huh?"

Qin Yao turned his head and looked at Shen Lang incredulously.

And Chen Yutong also turned to Shen Lang in a daze.

"And ...... Invite!"

Under the gaze of the two women, Shen Lang stared at the stage and smiled brighter and brighter.

"Don't you don't understand symphony?" Chen Yutong was very strange.

"Huh?" Chen Yutong was stunned, thinking that Shen Lang was a genius, and was really frightened by Shen Lang for a while.

As for Qin Yao, he glanced at Shen Lang deeply and listened to the symphony intently.

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Wave after wave of melody, like waves on the sea, echoed in the huge theater.

The audience listened attentively, nodding their heads from time to time, whether they understood or not, anyway, they all secretly looked at the side and nodded, and they also nodded, looking extremely appreciative, and even a few people listened to it, and their eyes were moist.

Like, empathize.

VIP seating.

"Like a joke, it's not a sad track. Qin Yao shook his head silently.

"It's no problem for them to come to our crew and play a role......" Shen Lang touched his chin and looked at the audience who were so moved.

Wouldn't it be a waste to come here to be a trick if the acting skills are so good......?

Talk to these people about their dreams?

The concert has finally come to an end.

Under a burst of extremely warm applause and tears streaming down the faces of several "literary and artistic youths", the audience left the scene one by one.

The three VIPs stood up.

"Is there any flaw in the performance?" Shen Lang looked at Qin Yao in a low voice.

"It's perfect!" Qin Yao shook his head, "It should be one of the most perfect times for Checoer's concert." ”

"Very well, let's go. ”

"The exit is not here......" Qin Yao looked at the direction Shen Lang left and suddenly felt very strange.

"Go and talk about dreams...... Well, no, let's talk about cooperation......"

“？？？”

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"Mr. Chicole......"

"Hello, Mr. Shen, this should be Miss Qin Yao......"

"Yes, hello!"

“......”

Backstage, Qi Keer quietly looked at Shen Lang and Qin Yao.

A hint of complexity flashed in his eyes.

The translator sat next to him and looked at Qi Keer in surprise, and then looked at Shen Lang and the others......

In fact, from the time they met him at the café, he thought Chicole was weird.

"Mr. Chicole, I hear your sincerity and your awakening...... Congratulations, you are one step closer to the real master......" Under everyone's gaze, Shen Lang took the lead in looking at Chi Keer and said this.

"Did you hear that?" Chicoel's pupils flashed for a moment.

"Well, listen to it, I remember a sentence, a true master always needs an apprentice's heart, the last recital, all I heard was numbness and dazedness, your conductor, and your music began to sleep as if it had lost its vitality......" Shen Lang looked at Chekoer and looked at it seriously.

Mr. Shen ...... What else did you hear?" Checole's voice seemed to have a hint of certainty.

"The yearning for life, every former self, has an extremely beautiful dream, what you think is the wind and snow, in fact, is not a dream...... I can hear that you are very lonely, but this kind of loneliness is not companionship, you don't need companionship, you just need to agree, but this kind of recognition is not the kind of false applause and false tears...... Music itself is a thing that changes a lot......"

Qin Yao stared at Shen Lang, who was talking eloquently, and a trace of incredulity flashed in his eyes.

Chen Yutong also looked at Shen Lang blankly......

This man, something?

As for Chicole, he couldn't hide the tremor in his heart.

Mr. Shen ...... Anything else?"

"There's a lot more to ......"

"Mr. Shen, if my information is correct, you should be a student, right?"

"No, I'm actually a director......" Shen Lang pushed his glasses.

"Oh?" said Checole.

"Mr. Chicole...... I think we can work together......"

"Cooperation?"

"Yes, I think your music today is like a beating elf, with life, every note, has a natural and irreplaceable unique feeling, I seem to hear the joys and sorrows in the music, at the same time, I also hear stories from it, and I am a storyteller, but also a storyteller......

Shen Lang pushed his glasses, and there was an irresistible sincerity in his voice, which was accompanied by the voice that seemed to be suggestive all the time, as if it had directly pulled Chicoer into his realm......

"Hmm, Mr. Shen, you seem to have dropped something. ”

"Huh, why did the contract fall out...... I remember I didn't bring a contract, huh?"

“......”

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It's dark.

"Shall we have dinner together?"

"No, Mr. Chicole......"

"That, it's a pity, I'm going to leave here tomorrow and go back to China, and I don't know when I'll be back next time......"

"I'll go to your country to find you, and at that time, I want to see the place you say you call ......"

"Always welcome!"

"Goodbye, Mr. Chicole......"

"Goodbye, good luck with the movie!"

"Thank you!"

Shen Lang was stunned by Chen Yutong, refused Chi Keer's invitation to have dinner together, and slowly walked out of it with a few contracts.

Perhaps, she will never forget in her life that Shen Lang completely took the initiative to talk in the face of a master like Chikor......

There is no shyness, no inferiority, as if there is a strange brilliance on the body, and there is no unprofessionalism in the slightest......

They talked a lot.

talked about childhood, about Chicoer's hometown, about the street lights, about the lonely night......

If it weren't for Chen Yutong's mobile phone ringing, they could have talked for a long, long time......

She found that in this chat, Shen Lang took the initiative.

The two people whose identities are completely unequal have no sense of restraint at all......

Like, a bunch of old friends who hate to see each other late.

"Shen Lang, don't you understand symphony, why do you ......" Chen Yutong finally couldn't help but ask this question again.

Qin Yao also looked at Shen Lang, she also wanted to hear Shen Lang's answer very much.

"It's true that I don't understand the symphony, but what does it matter?"

“？？？”

"I understand the ...... of people's hearts"

“？？”

"He is lonely, he needs someone to recognize his efforts, after all, the path to becoming a true master is lonely in itself......"

“......”

"When I met Chicole in a café, I started to analyze his personality, and after that, I looked up a lot of information about him on the Internet, and then I kept analyzing and excluding his personality traits from his upbringing, and judging his purpose, why he invited me to his concert......"

“......”

"Actually, I have an element of gambling. The first thing I talked to Chicole was to gamble, and I guessed that I was also gambling on all aspects of his personality, but luckily, I made a bet, and then, from the look in his eyes, I was more sure of the direction in which we were going to talk next...... And, in that direction......"

When Shen Lang said these words to the two very seriously......

Qin Yao looked away in silence.

But Chen Yutong felt a creepy feeling all over his body......

It's a monster!

"So, you got a few more of his original music licenses for free?"

"Qin Yao, when did I, Shen Lang, take someone else's things for free?" Shen Lang suddenly stopped and stared at Qin Yao.

"Isn't it?"

"Speaking about evidence, do you see that the contract is not, what is written on the contract?"

Shen Lang saw Qin Yao's bland appearance as if he could see through everything, and immediately felt that his personality was questioned, and then took out the contract without saying a word, pointed to the "one RMB" authorization on it, and glared at Qin Yao righteously.

“......”

"A dollar is money! and free are completely two different concepts, okay? I wonder if this will become a good story in the future? This is called, a gentleman's friendship, as light as water!" Shen Lang said solemnly!

Chen Yutong next to him suddenly felt a little dizzy.