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At eight o'clock in the evening, Wu Cheng's solo recital began. ∈↗，

Under the introduction of the host, Wu Cheng and Deng Lijun came to the stage.

Wu Cheng is not small in North America. In comparison, Deng Lijun is much worse. Here, there are many people who don't know Deng Lijun.

Of course, among the Chinese, there are still many people who know Deng Lijun.

And tonight, there are many Chinese who come to watch this concert. When they saw Wu Cheng and Deng Lijun playing together, they couldn't help but be a little surprised, or surprised.

These two people came to the stage, so the next thing is naturally the classic song "Crazy Red".

Now the two of them have just eaten the forbidden fruit, and it is when they are like glue, and the movement between the eyebrows of the two is conveying each other's affection, which is extremely tacit.

On such an occasion, Deng Lijun is very calm and dignified, like a very mature big sister. Not as playful as it was when there were no outsiders, so open-minded.

After some introduction, the two looked at each other and sat down, Wu Cheng played the piano, and Deng Lijun played Yuxiao. After the prelude has passed, a symphony is added in the middle.

This is an adapted piece that is suitable for such a recital. Like the little piano prince Maxim in later generations. The surging symphony, with the solo, between movement and stillness, gives people a feeling of going over mountains and mountains, floating and sinking with the waves.

Wu Cheng thinks that it is Tai Chi, which is pleasing to the eye.

Here, of course, it's pleasant.

Under the stage, in a certain position in the corner, there was a figure of Xiang Thirteen.

At this time, he was cross-legged, his eyes closed, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, his hands were on the armrests, and his index finger was gently tapping with the beat, looking like he was enjoying himself leisurely.

At the end of the song "Messy Red", applause rang out. Deng Lijun was sent backstage.

Then, Wu Cheng took the microphone, said a few words of thanks, and then sent a melodic "Phantom Night Rhapsody". That is, the "Croatian Rhapsody".

After "Phantom Night Rhapsody", it is "Angel of Sorrow".

With the music played by Wu Cheng, many people more or less agreed with Wu Cheng as a pianist, and the slender ten fingers seemed to have a kind of magic that fascinated them.

With the beating of the notes. People's feelings also fluctuate.

Many professionals saw it and gave it affirmation.

Gradually, the performance came to an end, but fortunately, there were no mistakes, and Wu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Although he has confidence in himself, he is not allowed to make any mistakes on such an occasion, because this is the scene.

Looking at Wu Cheng's calm and chic appearance on the stage, Deng Lijun in the audience, Minjing was fascinated by him. Of course. Looking at the lover in the eyes of the lover, it feels handsome no matter how you look at it.

After the last song "Dream Wedding" appeared, Xiang Thirteen in the corner slowly stood up, straightened his collar, and left the scene.

With his head down, he went out the door, walked to a no-man's corner to Thirteen, put a mask on his face, and got into a black Chevrolet on the side of the road.

Chevrolet started and quickly blended into the traffic.

In the carriage. Sitting Xiang Thirteen followed the driver, the driver looked like a knotted muscle, with a scar on his face, and his complexion was yellow and white. The golden hair stood on end.

Seeing Xiang Thirteen wearing a mask appear, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Man, you are still so cautious! But do you think that in my territory, you are so useful? As long as I want to ......?"

"I know. As long as you want to know who I am, you will definitely know. Xiang Thirteen saw the look of disdain on the big man's face, and couldn't help but say a word, "Are you ready?"

He just didn't want people to know that he was in contact with this big man. As long as his face is not known, he will not leave evidence.

As for whether the big man knew who he was, it didn't matter at all.

"Don't worry! It's already ready, and we'll give you a satisfactory answer! Don't forget, this is our mafia's territory. ”

Xiang Thirteen exhaled, and finally said: "I hope you don't underestimate the enemy, he can do kung fu, kick you to death!"

"Hey, man, is he better than a gun? You're so nervous!"

"No, I'm just a little excited!" Xiang Thirteen smiled and said, "I also believe that he won't be more powerful than guns!" When he said this, he couldn't help but think of those images in his mind.

The tube that had been cut off by the piece of paper, the wall that had been shot through by the piece of paper, and his hair.

He involuntarily touched his head, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

After a long time, he said: "I hope that only you know about my storage!"

"Don't worry, we're reputable!" the big man smiled.

"Well, let me go!"

Dahan parked on the side of the road in a downtown area, blended into the crowd to Thirteen, and disappeared into the crowd.

Watching Xiang Thirteen disappear, the big man sneered, then spun the steering wheel sharply and galloped away in the direction of Carnegie Hall.

At this time, there was a thunderous applause in the Carnegie Hall, and Wu Cheng's concert came to a successful conclusion.

Then, accompanied by Shirley Lansing, Wu Cheng took Deng Lijun and was interviewed by those somewhat crazy reporters.

The interview took place right outside the gates of Carnegie Hall, directly across the street. It has been surrounded by reporters from various media outlets, three layers inside and three layers outside.

"Hey, Mr. Wu, can you talk about your feelings at the moment?"

"Mr. Wu, I'm from The New York Times, and I want to ask when your next album will come out, and I think your fans must be looking forward to your new work. ”

"Mr. Wu, some people say that your technique when playing the piano is very ordinary, what do you think?"

"Mr. Wu, what is the relationship between you and Miss Deng Lijun?"

"Mr. Wu......"

If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to help "Star Wars" fry it again, Wu Cheng would not have bothered to stand here. Although the sales of music albums have increased, he also has money to make, but it is too little after all.

If you have this time, you might as well play a game of demon saving angels with your sister Ajun!

As for enhancing Deng Lijun's fame, it is even more nonsense, standing next to Wu Cheng, although it may be mentioned, but the effect is very limited, after all, Deng Lijun is a foreigner here.

If the woman standing next to Wu Cheng today was an American, the effect would definitely be different.

In addition, Deng Lijun will be studying here in the near future, and it is of no great use to give her nomination. She has to be quiet for at least a year or two to study.

Although during this time, she can come out and walk around, lest everyone really forget about her. But the place where she really needs to move around is actually Southeast Asia.

As for this, we can only wait for the future.

Wu Cheng raised his hand to stop the scene of the bang, and said, "I invited Miss Deng Lijun to my recital, because that piece needs her cooperation." As for my piano technique, is it very ordinary...... As for when my next album will come out? I'm sorry to tell you that I don't have this plan for the time being, because I'm more interested in movies. By the way, I forgot to tell everyone, in a few days, it will be the premiere of "Star Wars" produced by our DreamWorks Studios, so stay tuned!"

"Mr. Wu, Miss Deng, Ms. Lansing, can you get closer? I'll take a picture!" At this time, a reporter asked.

Wu Cheng nodded noncommittally, reached out to wrap his arms around Deng Lijun's slender waist, narrowed her distance, and smiled at the camera. As for Shirley Lansing, Wu Cheng didn't touch her.

She is not the one that Wu Cheng likes, and Wu Cheng doesn't want to be misunderstood by Deng Lijun.

Wu Cheng believes that if he has an affair with Shirley, it is estimated that many American media will be very happy to see it, after all, the heroine is their American.

However, at this time, Wu Cheng suddenly kicked sideways, kicking Shirley Lansing, who wanted to get closer, out, and at the same time holding Deng Lijun, his body fluttered......

When the two of them were about to touch the ground, they suddenly flipped over, and then put their right feet on the ground a little, holding Deng Lijun, and their bodies were at a position of thirty degrees from the ground, brushing the ground, and sliding out, as if they were equipped with pulleys under their feet.

At the same time, a flash of light flashed, accompanied by a 'bang' gunshot, and a hole suddenly appeared in the wall behind where Wu Cheng was standing just now.

Gunshot!?

The crowd was stunned for a while, and then screamed in horror, some squatting down with their heads in their hands, others screaming and turning around and running wildly, scattering in all directions.

The scene was chaotic, and Shirley Lansing, who was kicked to the ground, was almost stepped on, until she came back to her senses and realized what had happened, and then she crawled under the table in horror.

At this time, she didn't have time at all, and she didn't have the mood to pay attention to whether her boss was wrong, so she could only hold her head, hoping that the person was not here to kill her.

At this time, Wu Cheng's figure was like a 'swimming fish' in the crowd, rushing to the street with the direction of the crowd. Like a bolt of lightning, interspersed left and right in the crowd, even if he was holding Deng Lijun in his arms, his speed still did not weaken much.

With a few sporadic gunshots, some of the innocent people beside him fell in pools of blood.

At this time, the security guards who maintained law and order came back to their senses, but they were helpless against the gunmen with guns, so they could only watch these gunmen shoot in the direction of Wu Cheng.

Wu Cheng is helpless about the innocent people who fell beside him, but he will definitely not give up his life for others, he is not so great.

Taking advantage of this chaos, Wu Cheng and Deng Lijun jumped to the side of the road as fast as possible.

At this moment, a black Chevrolet stopped in front of them, and a blonde woman sat inside.

"Get in the car!" the woman suddenly called out to them. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit wènhttp://mnet

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