Chapter 947 - One Counts One, Every Good Thing (First Update)

Chapter 947

Yes, that's an exaggeration. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoThe Vienna Royal Symphony Orchestra has performed hundreds of times around the world since its inception, and this has never been the case. To be exact, no symphony orchestra has ever encountered such a situation.

"Well, are they really listening to a symphony? When did it become such a crazy thing to start listening to a symphony? Gruber muttered.

Not only that, but Gruber noticed that there was a noise at the ticket office in front of him! This is incredible, because tickets for symphony performances are usually sold out in advance, and there is no on-site ticket sales. However, Gruber could understand the situation at the scene, because the Oriental show was planned to start in less than a day, and they didn't have time even if they wanted to sell tickets online in advance.

Seeing the tall middle-aged European arguing, Gruber was even more stunned. Because he knew that man! Mr. Guderian, the heir of the German Guderian family. Moreover, Gruber had a good personal relationship with this Mr. Guderian. What's going on, how did Mr. Guderian get here, shouldn't he be?

Look at the other side again.

"Why? Why can't I go in, I have your tickets! yes, I'm really sorry I'm late. But aren't those people going in?" asked the tall, middle-aged German on the other side, angry and anxious, in English with a German accent that he was not very fluent.

"I'm sorry sir, your ticket... The staff glanced at Guderian's ticket and couldn't laugh or cry. "Your ticket is for Recital Hall 1, and we're here for Recital Hall 2 at Oxford. You've gone to the wrong recital hall, sir. ”

"What??" Guderian said.

At this moment, Gruber, who had planned to come forward to greet Guderian, quickly turned his head, for fear of being seen by the German nobleman.

"Then may I ask you, sir, do you still want to go in and see?" the staff member asked again.

After Guderian realized that he had made a mistake and frowned slightly, Guderian did not leave. But what made Guderian depressed was that the staff quickly told him that the tickets were sold out! Yes, they were sold out, but the strange thing was that at this moment, the No. 2 concert hall was clearly only filled with the seats in the front eight rows, and although the seats in the back were also occupied, they were much empty.

Obviously, there are still tickets that have not been sold, there must be! A moment later, Guderian entered the arena with a crumpled ticket with a strange face. At the same time, Gruber was mad.

"What?" Gruber asked, shrugging his shoulders and looking incredulous, to an Asian student at Oxford.

"Yes sir, 5 times the price! And that's for your sake, Mr. Gruber. The Asian student held out five fingers. Finally, someone recognized Gruber.

"Isn't it triple?" Gruber knew why Guderian had gone in with a strange look on his face. Five times the price, the ticket price is five times the price of the Royal Symphony Orchestra! Is that Oriental crazy, and he has raised the price again, it's too much! Gruber didn't know, this was really wronging Zhang Xiaodong.

"No, sir, you can't buy three times as many tickets. The official has long been sold out. The Asian student shook his head with a wry smile in a hurry.

"No, kid, I won't buy your ticket!" Triple Gruber was so unhappy that he let Gruber buy five times as many tickets!

"Well, that's what you want. But I must remind you that I already have the cheapest here. I'll only give you this ticket for three minutes, and the price may go up after three minutes. Asian students said. (Don't panic, look down)

Grubber snorted lightly, "Kid, you're a Chinese student, right?"

The Asian student smiled embarrassedly. No wonder the tickets have been sold out a long time ago, but the people inside are not full yet, and it turns out that all the tickets in the back rows have been snatched away by scalpers!

Gruber glanced at the Chinese student with disdain, shook his head, and left. But after a while, Gruber ran back in a hurry, "Kid, is the ticket still there?" Anxious and angry, Gruber was afraid that this Chinese student had already sold the scalper ticket.

Asian, African, and Latin American, one counts as one, but there is no good thing, there really is no good thing! The ticket price of this Chinese student is 5 times, and the black man over there sells it 7 times! The Englishman sells 8 times, and the American and the South American student are even more ruthless.

The most frightening thing is that there are people who actually buy it! Of course, it is not Oxford students who buy it, but people who have come from all over England. In comparison, this Chinese student is much fairer, only five times as much, conscience.

"And sir, seven times!" said the words of the Chinese student, which almost caused Gruber to vomit blood. In less than two minutes, it went from five times to seven times?

However, Gruber didn't dare to hesitate, and if he hesitated, he estimated that he would not be able to buy seven times as much. Turning his head to look at the black man who had just shouted seven times, it had risen eight times by the moment! At the same time, Gruber found that even if it was a high-priced ticket, there was not much left in the scene.

Not only did Gruber vomit blood, but at this moment, the fans in Dongge's live broadcast room also vomited blood after knowing the reason why the concert hall had not been full. Fans in the live broadcast room are throwing tomatoes.

At this moment, Gruber finally entered the theater with a ticket that was seven times the price of his own Vienna Royal Symphony Orchestra. At this moment, Gruber's hands were trembling, seven times ah, looking at this crumpled ticket, Gruber muttered. It must be worth the fare, or old Gruber and I will have a shadow for the rest of my life. At the same time, Gruber was actually anxious, because although he could hear the performance outside the No. 2 concert hall, it was too hazy and itchy, as if it was through a screen window.

With his ticket in hand, he walked through the hall in the middle of the recital hall, and finally, Gruber walked into recital hall 2. Almost instantly, accompanied by the melody, Gruber was surprised to find that the haze seemed to have been uncovered, and instantly it became vivid and clear, and the whole world lit up!

Like Gruber, those who walked into the recital hall had surprised expressions. His face instantly soothed, ruddy, as if he was being illuminated by the warm sun. At the same time, they found that this melody that made people feel so much was so light, pleasant, sweet and apprehensive. Youthful, this is the feeling of falling in love with youth and apprehension!

Yes, it's the feeling of being nervous, cautious, in love, or pursuing someone you like, for fear of rejection and neglect. Under the guidance of the piano, under the violin of the whole symphony orchestra, the outline and foil of various orchestral systems, this feeling is so real, delicate and touching. Here, the role of the symphony orchestra is infinitely magnified, but it is incomparably ingenious and beautiful, and it hooks everyone's heart.

It seems that once a note is played wrong, the person who is pursuing him or her will be frightened to Z, and she (him) will destroy her (him) impression of himself, and will make his pursuit lose points, or even fall short.

Gruber's heart was beating nervously at this moment, it was too precise, this kind of proportional grasp was too precise! Oh my God, every note, every chord was hidden in delicate feelings, and you had to listen attentively.

At this moment, Gruber was even more apprehensive than listening to the symphony of his own home, carefully finding his place and sitting down. Gruber had long forgotten to pick on the thorns, and had forgotten what he was here for.

In his mind, Gruber involuntarily sounded the Bulgarian girl of that year, when he saw her for the first time, and pursued her for the first time, it was exactly the same as the mood in the melody now! At that time, he was still a young man, a little shy, a little shy, and the beautiful Bulgarian girl smiled slightly, and she would blush. That feeling of trepidation, oh my God!