Friday night is the first night of the weekend holiday, and many students and white-collar workers will find their own programs tonight to relax.

Zhang Xiaobei arrived at the Yongyun Music Hall earlier than his classmates.

Not long after, Du Yunting, Huang Yu and Liao Jieming also arrived.

"Why are you three so late? Zhang Xiaobei said with his hands in his trouser pockets.

"It's you who came too early. ”

Liao Jieming immediately put on a stinky face when he saw Zhang Xiaobei. Zhang Xiaobei tricked him with a ticket, which made him linger all the time.

"What's wrong, classmate Liao Jieming, why is your face so bad, you have eaten the wrong thing. Zhang Xiaobei teased.

"Hmph!" Liao Jieming turned his face away, he didn't want to deal with Zhang Xiaobei anymore, and directly regarded him as a transparent person.

Huang Yu said, "Let's go in quickly, the show is about to start." ”

The three of them all walked to the gate of the music hall, and Zhang Xiaobei stood outside the gate.

"Xiaobei, why don't you go in?" Du Yunting looked back at Zhang Xiaobei who was standing alone.

Zhang Xiaobei touched the back of his head and sneered: "I just sold my ticket." ”

"Zhang Xiaobei!" Liao Jieming exploded again, "You kid actually took my ticket to sell it for money!"

"Zhang Xiaobei!" Du Yunting seemed to be very angry, "You have gone too far, and you actually took the ticket that Classmate Jieming kindly gave you to sell for money!"

"Xiaobei, I don't think it's right for you to do this. Huang Yu also echoed.

"Isn't this normal?" Zhang Xiaobei spread his hands and said as a matter of course, "Someone needs this ticket more than me, and is willing to buy it at double the price, so I will sell it for 300 yuan, this kind of win-win thing, why don't I do it." ”

After all, Zhang Xiaobei had been a businessman for a long time in ancient times, how could he let go of such an opportunity to double his profits.

"Hmph!" Liao Jieming snorted coldly, "You still lied to us that you are a fan of Prince Xiaoyi, it turns out that you are just greedy for money." ”

"Haha, my classmate Jieming, don't be too angry, I know this is your ticket, at most five or five points, I'll give you one hundred and fifty yuan, how about it, satisfied." ”

Zhang Xiaobei said that he really took out the money from his trouser pocket, planned to share the account with Liao Jieming, and counted one hundred and fifty yuan and handed it to him.

"If you don't come, I don't want your stinky money, you can keep it for yourself. The arrogant Liao Jieming refused disdainfully.

"Okay, forget it when he sells his tickets. Let's go inside. Du Yunting comforted Liao Jieming, she didn't want her two classmates to quarrel in front of the music hall again.

Facing Du Yunting, Liao Jieming's stinky face immediately turned into a smile, "Okay, Yunting, let's go in." In fact, for Liao Jieming, it is a good thing for Zhang Xiaobei to sell the ticket, so that he will have a-stirring stick like Zhang Xiaobei by his side.

"Do you have any other shows after the show? I'm waiting for you here. ”

Zhang Xiaobei shouted behind three of his classmates, but no one paid any attention to him.

The performance hall of Yongyun Music Hall was full tonight.

Liao Hong's face was full of red light and high spirits, he spent a lot of effort for tonight's art troupe performance, and every applause in the venue felt that it belonged to him.

The first row of the performance hall was full of friends and guests he invited, including corporate executives and bosses, media reporters and music critics from the "Morning Daily", and his boss's daughter Li Xinqin. According to his boss Ms. Ye, this music hall will be handed over to Li Xinqin to take care of in the future, and Li Xinqin is his future female boss, so he must first and foremost please him.

There is another person who also takes tonight's performance more seriously than others, and this person is Liang Jun, the "Prince of Xiaoyi" who has begun to make a name for himself in Zhanshen City.

Liang Jun was just an ordinary artist in the troupe at first, and when he usually performed an ensemble in the troupe, he could also stand in an inconspicuous corner of the stage and blow the flute, but later Liao Hong felt that he had a good image, so he decided to praise him, and let him play solo on stage many times and form a group with a female member with a female troupe member with a good image to perform the piano and flute ensemble.

Liang Jun knew that Liao Hong was his nobleman and had the grace of knowing him, and at the same time made him understand a truth: hard work is more important than opportunity. The opportunity given to him by Liao Hong has made him from an ordinary artist to today's "Prince of Xiao Art", but he knows that the development space that Liao Hong can give him is limited, and if he wants to have greater development, he must seek the next nobleman.

He felt that Li Xinqin was his next nobleman, or that he wanted to develop Li Xinqin into his next nobleman. So tonight, he must let her see how radiant he is on stage, how he attracts the screams of the audience, and he must attract Li Xinqin like other women. He has always been very confident in his appearance, and tonight's stage play "New Liangshanbo and Zhu Yingtai" is tailor-made for him.

The previous performances of singing and dancing, cross talk, and sketches won a lot of applause from the audience, and it was about to be his turn to appear, and it was his turn to finale.

The sexyly dressed hostess announced on stage: "The next thing to come on the stage is our finale tonight "New Liangshanbo and Zhu Yingtai", and we invite our 'Prince of Xiaoyi' Liang Jun and our 'Guqin Queen' Huang Lin to perform on stage." ”

The audience burst into warm applause, and many female fans screamed.

The dark curtain on the stage slowly pulled up, and Liang Jun stood in the middle of the stage wearing a gorgeous ancient brocade costume and holding a purple bamboo flute in his hand, which caused a round of screams in the audience.

He looked like a star, with a smile on his face, as he watched the audience chanting because of him.

But suddenly the smile on his face disappeared.

The two seats in the first row of seats were suddenly empty, and there were Li Xinqin and her grandmother sitting here.

Li Xinqin is gone?

Liang Jun's mind was bored, where did Li Xinqin go?

The music has already sounded.

He had no choice but to start performing, but his eyes always inadvertently looked at the two empty seats in the first row.