"Xiaoxiao, what are you doing, the show is about to start. A middle-aged beautiful woman in a black evening dress, gorgeous makeup, and a plump body walked over.

She is about 168 tall, plus 7 cm high heels on her feet, she walks gracefully and aura, with thick black long curly hair draped over her shoulders at will, bright red lips tightly pursed, and she looks very solemn.

Although she is over forty years old, her face is still very beautiful, if you remove the heavy makeup on her face, that face is eight points similar to Zuo Xiaoxiao.

But even so, when she stood with Zuo Xiaoxiao, anyone could see that this was a mother and daughter.

Although Ren Pingsheng has never met her, he knows that she is Zuo Xiaoxiao's mother, Zuo Yuqiu's current wife Yang Baichen.

Yang Baichen is a well-known cellist at home and abroad, she became famous at a young age, won the first place in the solo group of the National Cello Competition at the age of 12, and won the top "Golden Magnolia Award" in the domestic music industry at the age of 16, and was known as the "Cello Princess" and "String Talent".

During her studies at the National Conservatory of Music, she studied with the famous cello educator Zhu Yongning, and after graduation, she worked in the National Symphony Orchestra, and then went to the Curtis Institute of Music in the United States to study, during which she met Zuo Yousu, who was on an exchange visit.

At that time, Zuo Yuqiu was over forty years old, and although he became a full professor early, he had not yet reached the latter kind of popularity.

But his profound knowledge, elegant demeanor and humble gentleman image made Yang Baichen in his prime fall for him.

The two who fell in love, ignoring the objections of the outside world and the opposition of their families, broke through the barriers of age and came together.

After getting married, Yang Baichen resigned and returned home, washed soup with his own hands, became a wife and mother, and silently supported Zuo Yuqiu's creation behind the scenes.

Zuo Yuqiu also lived up to expectations, and within a few years wrote a series of masterpieces that questioned the source and destination of Chinese civilization and culture, and gradually became one of the masters of contemporary Chinese culture and cultural giants.

With the growth of her only daughter Zuo Xiaoxiao, Yang Baichen's long-extinguished dedication has been rekindled, she is not willing to be the woman behind her husband forever, and she does not want to be called Zuo Yuqiu's insider for the rest of her life.

With this in mind, Yang Baichen picked up the cello that had been shelved for a long time and worked hard towards the second spring of his life and career.

Although Zuo Yuqiu did not agree with his wife's idea, he also did his best to support her.

In the past two years, Yang Baichen has been hired as a distinguished professor of Hanhai Conservatory of Music, and has opened the "Yang Baichen Cello Master Class", mainly engaged in international cello cultural exchange activities, and has gradually opened up a world.

In this Yanjing New Year concert, the organizers specially invited the comeback "string talent" to participate in the nostalgia and to increase the selling point.

This opportunity is very rare, Yang Baichen immediately stopped his overseas tour and came to Yanjing with Zuo Xiaoxiao.

"Hello aunt. Ren Pingsheng greeted first very politely.

Yang Baichen bowed her head slightly, and she smiled and said:

"You are Ren Pingsheng, Xiaoxiao has been talking about you in my ear, and this is the first time I have seen you. ”

She spoke very politely, but judging from her expression and movements, she obviously didn't care much about Ren Pingsheng.

"Mom, I'm going to say something in my life, can you give us some time. When Zuo Xiaoxiao saw her mother, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes, but her tone was still calm.

Yang Baichen's eyes swept over Ren Pingsheng's body slightly, and turned to her daughter's face, she didn't care what her daughter said, and said unhurriedly.

"Xiaoxiao, I can't find my mother's contact lens potion, can you help me find it?"

"The piece I was given today is the second solo, and I'm going to be on stage in a while, otherwise my mother won't trouble you. ”

Yang Baichen leaned sideways, half as if he was explaining Ren Pingsheng, and added.

The words have come to this point, Zuo Xiaoxiao can't continue to insist, she has no choice but to frown, and said to Ren Pingsheng:

"I'll go down and come back when the meeting starts, we're seated together. ”

As she spoke, she handed a ticket to Ren Pingsheng.

Ren Pingsheng nodded, and while taking the ticket, he also handed over his ticket.

"It seems that my ticket is redundant, you can give it to whoever you want. ”

"Xiaoxiao, the crew is urging. Yang Baichen had been observing them coldly and reminded again.

Zuo Xiaoxiao nodded at Ren Pingsheng, there was some strange emotion in her eyes, but Ren Pingsheng couldn't see through it.

"Auntie, I wish you a successful performance. ”

Ren Pingsheng's words and deeds have always been very mature and decent, which made Yang Baichen a little surprised, and she nodded slightly.

"Thank you and welcome to the New Year's concert. ”

Before the words fell, Yang Baichen pulled Zuo Xiaoxiao and walked out of the hall together.

Yang Baichen's sudden appearance disrupted the planned meeting between Ren Pingsheng and Zuo Xiaoxiao, but he was not particularly depressed.

Because judging from the short meeting just now, Zuo Xiaoxiao's attitude towards him is still good, neither as decisive as when he first broke up, nor as intimate as when he was in love, although he is a little rusty, but Ren Pingsheng feels very promising.

Moreover, Zuo Xiaoxiao also prepared tickets for two people, these 2 seats are still together, what does this seem to mean?

Ren Pingsheng just had some reveries in his heart, but he was soon suppressed by himself.

Be calm, be restrained, and don't forget the scene before graduation.

Ren Pingsheng secretly said to himself, don't let that little budding in your heart ruin everything.

Excessive optimism and excessive pessimism are both manifestations of lack of self-confidence, and the lessons of the past are not profound?

No matter what Zuo Xiaoxiao thinks, you just need to be yourself, don't distort yourself for others.

The New Year's concert opened at 19:30 sharp, and the first piece was "Spring Festival Overture", a tradition that has been untouched for many years.

The melody of this piece is bright, lively and jubilant, and the structure of the piece is a complex trilogy with reproduction, with elements of northern Shaanxi folk music, which makes people can't help but think of the scene of the people of the whole country uniting to fight against foreign enemies during the revolutionary period.

Under the performance of the Yenching Wind Symphony Orchestra, this enthusiastic debut combining Chinese and Western music achieved excellent results, and many inexperienced audience members actually stood up and applauded, but everyone looked at him with tolerance.

After all, classical music is too niche, and it is good to have so many people watch it, and you can't use the standards of Western countries to demand Chinese people.

The tickets for the New Year's concert are divided into 7 levels, taken in order from the English letters A-G, the higher the order, the more precious the tickets, Aunt Zhu gave B tickets, second only to the top A tickets.

The position of the B ticket is counted in two rows 2 and 3 on the left side of the first floor of the 10,000-person auditorium, facing the big stage of the performance, and the appreciation effect is second only to the A ticket in the middle row.

Zuo Xiaoxiao also prepared a B ticket for Ren Pingsheng, although the location was not as good as Aunt Zhu's, but it was two consecutive seats in the aisle, and it was very convenient to enter and exit.

It's just that Ren Pingsheng sat in one of the seats for a long time, until the end of "Spring Festival Overture", but the owner of the other seat has not yet appeared.

What's wrong with Zuo Xiaoxiao, she won't forget this, right?

couldn't help but think about it a lot, and the host came to the stage again.

"Next, we will perform a special artist, who has won all the highest honors for cello instruments at home and abroad, and has also contributed to the spread of traditional Chinese culture overseas......

Today, with her love for classical music and the ideal of promoting cultural exchange between China and the West, she is back on stage...... A rainbow bridge will be built in the variation of tradition and modernity. ”

"Let's solemnly invite the famous cellist Ms. Yang Baichen, who will perform "Hong Yan" tonight. ”

With the lights, all eyes are on the center of the stage.

Yang Baichen sat in the center in a black evening dress, this dress had a wide and fluffy skirt, but the upper body was very tightly bound and close-fitting, and two fragrant shoulders and above the chest were exposed above the curved neckline.

Under the light, against the background of the black dress, the large bare skin on the chest is even whiter.

Her thick black hair was coiled back into a classical bun, with an emerald hosta inserted in it, holding a bow in one hand, tilting her head slightly, her eyes and posture were extremely focused on the cello in front of her.

The cello was simple and heavy, and it looked like it was a long history, but it matched her body and temperament.

Although the years have inevitably left traces on Yang Baichen's face, under the cover of makeup and costumes, and with her unique acting talent, she is still so unique and charming on the stage.

The prelude sounded, and the bow sank.

Yang Baichen tilted her head sideways, closed her eyes slightly, and the bow held by her white and plump fingers waved like a cloud, forming a beautiful Chinese painting with the swing of the green hosta hairpin on her bun.

And the music flowing under her bow is as long as the autumn water, making people feel as if they are in the vast grassland, galloping and singing under the blue sky and white clouds.

The brave and sad young man chased after his beloved girl, the horses rolled in pairs in the grass, and the geese on the horizon flew in pairs and flew south.

Fly over the Qinling Mountains, fly over the reeds, fly over the rivers and the sea...... Fly to the hometown full of spring, with the thoughts of the girl and the guy, fly into the distance.

Melodious, distant, and with a little bit of melancholy, under the play of the unique strings of the cello, and under the interpretation of Yang Baichen's exquisite skills, the audience was fascinated and dizzy.

Although Ren Pingsheng did not study classical music, he was also immersed in the sound of the cello.

Although it was not deliberate, the music evoked his mind, reminding him of all kinds of feelings that flowed like water, the ups and downs he experienced when he was young, and the unforgettable people and events in his memory.

If Zuo Xiaoxiao was by her side at the moment, I don't know how she would feel?

Only then did Ren Pingsheng realize that the seat next to him was still empty, and it had been half an hour since the opening, and Zuo Xiaoxiao had not yet appeared.

What's wrong with her?

The sound of the piano stopped, and the aftermath lingered.

The audience no longer cared about any etiquette, and stood up and applauded one after another, paying tribute to Yang Baichen's wonderful performance.

Yang Baichen on the stage put down the cello, stood in the spotlight, held the bow in one hand, pressed the chest of the evening dress with the other, and bowed to the audience frequently.

Even though the stage was far away, it was still difficult to hide the excited and happy expression on her face.

After many years, he returned to the stage of the 10,000-person auditorium again, and returned to the spotlight of everyone again, and Yang Baichen's domestic premiere was very successful.

The success of this performance will lay a solid foundation for her return to the domestic music industry, and will also provide a boost for the development of her music career in the future.

What she has missed over the years, she has to fight for it back little by little.

Ren Pingsheng was also fighting, he had already left the empty double seat, and walked outside the hall to make a call, but Zuo Xiaoxiao did not answer, and there was no reply to the text messages he sent.

Just as he was in a hurry, his cell phone rang.

"Xiaoxiao?" Ren Pingsheng hurriedly answered the phone.

There was a pleasant female voice on the other end of the line, but it wasn't the person he wanted.

"Hello Mr. Ren, I am the president of Jinshan Company, Mr. Lei has time to talk tonight, when can you come over." ”