Thirteen symphonic variations

When Ye Feng walked towards the opera house, he didn't explain anything, and Chen Xiaoqing didn't ask anything more.

There can be many ways to draw the world, Chen Xiaoqing held Ye Feng's arm, like a lover, but he pondered the meaning of Ye Feng's words in his heart, did he mean that it was different from his own identity and status? But this doesn't seem to be a problem, because he doesn't care about his identity, not to mention that Ye Feng's various signs show that his background is not simple, but even if his background is blank, Chen Xiaoqing also feels that it is not a big deal, according to Ye Feng's ability, he can completely rank among the upper class and be a superior celebrity.

What does he say about two worlds? Chen Xiaoqing sat on the seat, when he heard the music, his thoughts were still a little confused, the conductor on the stage was one of the outstanding conductors of the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra, Wakish, Chen Xiaoqing also admired him very much, good this kind of spring and snow music has always been high and low, although the ticket price is expensive, but there is no scene where Shen Xiaotian's concert is hard to find, those who come here to listen to music are all considered people from high society, or they are ready to think that they want to be people from high society, Ye Feng here, of course, is an alternative.

A man and a woman in the front row listened to the music and began to whisper, saying that it was whispering, but it had a somewhat flavorful taste for others to hear.

"Darling, this ticket was not bought in vain, you listen, what people play, compared to those who play the flyover, is not a grade."

"Sweetheart, for your sake, don't talk about buying tickets, even if you take the moon off, I'll do it for you."

The two imitated the title in the movie, showing affection and erudition to others.

"Darling, what do you think of this conductor?"

"In my opinion, he should be regarded as one of the great conductors of Vienna in the past fifty years!"

When Chen Xiaoqing heard the man's words, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and some of the words that Ye Feng had said at the reception sounded. And that bottle, Lafite in '82.

"Really?" The woman was a little surprised, "I think so too." The woman shook her body, but she hated that the platinum necklace was attached to the white flesh and couldn't make a sound, and the man secretly touched a cold sweat, thinking that foreign names were hard to remember, and she saw the name of the conductor on the poster. What Walter, but he was not sure, and he did not know if he had anything to do with Sarajevo, so he had to be vague so as to get by.

"This show is really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it's a great opportunity to improve one's quality," the man continued to show off his erudition and sat up straight. But he stretched out his arms around the woman's waist, "Listen, baptized by this music, people are much purer and nobler." ”

When Chen Xiaoqing heard this, he was somewhat disgusted. I feel that there are these two ostentatious living treasures, and no matter how noble the music is, it is polluted by them, and I just think that these two belong to charcoal. No matter how you wash it, it is black, and he glanced at Ye Feng, and saw that he had his eyes slightly closed, as if he was asleep, there was no anger in his heart, only funny, he was always so lazy. Does he like Fang Zhuyun? With a woman's intuition, she thought it seemed to be a little, otherwise how could he see Fang Zhuyun's embarrassment at the drinking party, a glass of red wine successfully relieved her and made her the focus of attention, but if he likes Fang Zhuyun, why is he engaged to Xu Shuting, Fang Zhuyun will not mind? Chen Xiaoqing thought about it and felt that the relationship here was chaotic. But I don't mind getting involved again.

"Really!" The woman chimed in. "I think so, too, because I've been eating seafood a little nauseous lately. But when I heard this music, I felt that Shutai all over me, Darling, you are so good to me. ”

Chen Xiaoqing wanted to find a lobster pliers to strangle the pair of men and women, but that inevitably lowered her level, and a little abruptly the bassoon solo sounded, as if to compare the volume with the pair of men and women, both of them were startled, and couldn't help but quiet down, Chen Xiaoqing's mind was chaotic, and she was the same as Ye Feng, she closed her eyes, and it sounded like Ye Feng before, and the relaxing music couldn't stir her mood, Don Juan, Madama Butterfly, and Othello all became strange spectators, When Bruckner's Symphony No. 2 in minor sounded, Chen Xiaoqing realized that the concert was coming to an end, her chaotic thoughts missed the whispers in front of her, and missed the music that used to make her think it was beautiful, and she didn't even talk to Ye Feng from beginning to end.

When the large-scale finale began with the trills on the second violin, Chen Xiaoqing couldn't help but look at Ye Feng again, and found that if he was still lying asleep just now, it seemed as if he was really asleep, but Chen Xiaoqing looked at Ye Feng's face, but her heart seemed to resonate with the violin, and she trembled, she found Ye Feng's childlike side, when he fell asleep, his face was very gentle, but if you look closely, you find that there is an imperceptible melancholy in his eyebrows, the performance of his music, It seems to be completely different from his usual wooden appearance.

Remembering what my father once said, judging from my experience in the mall, Ye Feng is not a simple person, although he may not be involved in your brother's affairs, but I don't believe that there is such a coincidental thing, Chen Xiaoqing was a little dissatisfied, looking at Ye Feng's face, he just thought in his heart, if he can have such an expression of a face, there are evil words hidden under it, then what else is worth believing in this world?

Sensing that Ye Feng's eyelashes trembled like a needle, like the melody of that beautiful kyri, Chen Xiaoqing hurriedly turned his face, and his heart was beating again, the symphony played a triplet with extremely strong strength, and the triumphant ending of the whole piece was accompanied by a tidal wave of applause, standing up respect, the two people in front stood up and clapped vigorously, as if it was not like this, it was not enough to show their appreciation, Chen Xiaoqing applauded at the same time, turned his head to look at Ye Feng, he didn't know when, he had woken up, but he didn't move, Just looked at the conductor master Wakish on the stage, and there was some confusion in his eyes.

"Ye Feng, the concert is over." Chen Xiaoqing's voice was low.

"The concert is over, but life goes on." Ye Feng recovered his distraction, stood up lazily, and muttered, "It's been a long time since I've heard such noble music. ”

"How long?" Chen Xiaoqing couldn't help but ask, at the end of the song, the audience left the stage in turn, all in low voices, as if the heart was still shaking the magnificent music just now.

"For the rest of my life." Ye Feng replied.

"You might as well say you've never heard of it before." Chen Xiaoqing couldn't hold back a laugh and wanted to hold Ye Feng's arm, but found that he had already walked out along the crowd, pouted, shook his head, and followed out of the opera house.

As soon as he appeared, there was a chill on his face, mixed with the blazing hustle and bustle, everyone seemed to have returned from heaven to others, interpreting Ye Feng's prophecy, life will go on, and the long-suppressed coughs and discussions were released, mixed with the traffic outside the opera house, dusty.

"Ye Feng, don't you like listening to this kind of music?" Chen Xiaoqing asked with a wry smile, "I saw that you were sleeping all over the audience, and you didn't like it, I won't force you to listen to it again next time." ”

Chen Xiaoqing regretted bringing Ye Feng here, she felt that the music she had listened to before was not necessarily listening, it would be much better to be able to walk around in this quiet night than to listen to any music, she felt that Ye Feng really didn't seem to be interested in this kind of music.

"Next time?" Ye Feng muttered, his eyes already looking ahead, "Let's talk about it after this time." ”

"What did you say?" Chen Xiaoqing's eyes were only on Ye Feng, but he didn't notice that a few people were surrounding him, and when he noticed it, Huo Ran turned his head, and couldn't help but hold Ye Feng's arm with one hand, and asked with some surprise: "Lu Fei, why are you?" ”

"Isn't it me, what's the matter, Xiaoqing, this kind of noble music, only you are qualified to listen to it? I'm a big coarse man, and I can't even listen to the residue outside? Lu Fei didn't hear the spring and snow, he had been a Riba person outside the opera house for a long time, and the dust he ate was angry, and he couldn't help but ridicule him.

"You're sick!" Chen Xiaoqing grabbed Ye Feng's arm was a subconscious action, but he didn't want to let go when he grabbed it, "I just asked, are you like this?" ”

Young Master Fei looked at Ye Feng's arm, and his bulging eyes wished that he had the effect of a magnifying glass, and it was good to burn Ye Feng's arm out, "Ye Feng, what did you promise me?" ”

"What did I promise you?" Ye Feng asked with a smile, looked around, Wen Huailiang was impressive, and understood the root of sin, the sorrow of Jesus.

Lu Weikai stood next to Lu Fei, with a bitter expression on his face, "Young Master Fei, there are many windy adults here, let's find a place to drink tea." ”

"Drink your old wood." Young Master Fei raised his leg and gave Ma Zai a kick, "NND, Lao Tzu listens to you, the distance is the same as Chang'e, isn't it the same as Wu Gang, stupid can only cut wood?" Beautiful fart, the beauty has been taken up by Ye Feng, you kid shut up for me, otherwise Lao Tzu will punish you to go to the moon! ”

Lu Weikai was stunned, lowered his head, and Chen Xiaoqing gave the unfinished slap to Young Master Fei twice, "It's so majestic, it's so evil, Lu Fei, but your trick of killing chickens is too much for the monkey to see, and it's not worth it." ”

"Miss Chen, this is your fault, Young Master Fei still cares about you," Wen Huailiang didn't have Huailiang, and his stomach looked like he was pregnant with bad water, "I met Young Master Fei on the road, and when I talked about you, as soon as he heard it, you see, he rushed over to see you on a cold day, why do you still have this attitude towards him?" ”

"Wen Huailiang!" Chen Xiaoqing also knew that Young Master Fei arrived at this time, most of which was due to this person, and he couldn't understand what this person was doing to harm others, "How do you know that we are coming to the concert?" You follow us! Don't you think it's a bit mean?! ”

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