A brightly lit concert hall.

Beethoven's Symphony No. 9 in D minor, "Chorus", is being played. The tide is repeated, and various instrumental music is clearly layered and integrated, surrounding the hall.

More than half of the audience was seated, and the audience was either drowsy or intoxicated. In the VIP seat in the center, there is an old man and a beautiful woman, and their positions on the left and right are empty, forming an obvious separation zone.

The old man was dressed in a sophisticated black tailor-made suit, and at his hand was an intricately carved wooden cane. The beautiful woman wore Chanel's latest spring/summer suit, and her calves under the knee-length skirt were as slender as a girl. The eyes of these two fell on the same point on the stage - the cello group on the right side of the conductor, the principal cellist, Qin Fanyin.

A white shirt, a long black dress, long black hair that hangs down to the side of the shoulder, and a pearl pendant that reflects the smooth and fair skin. She pressed the strings with one hand and pulled the bow with the other, her expression was focused and intoxicated, and the cello seemed to come to life under her hands, crying like a complaint.

Someone once commented on Qin Fanyin, "The technique is perfect and the timbre is moving." "What sets her apart is the nobility of the music she plays."

When it came to the solo part of the cello section, the audience's eyes flocked to it. She is not at all nervous about being the protagonist, her classical goose egg face hangs slightly, and the cello is held in her arms, pulling out a rich and rich bass string.

The old man in the VIP seat bowed slightly, showing a satisfied expression.

From time to time, the beautiful woman looked sideways at the old man's expression, and when she saw that the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, she finally put her mind at ease.

QIN FANYIN, 24 YEARS OLD, 170CM TALL. He learned cello since he was a child, and won the Outstanding Performance Award in the Youth Group of the National Cello Competition at the age of 12; At the age of 15, he won the second place in the junior group of the cello competition of the Central Conservatory of Music; At the age of 17, he won the first prize in the youth group of the National Cello Competition. He was admitted to the Orchestra Department of the Central Conservatory of Music with excellent results, and won the Professional Excellence Award and Professional Scholarship every semester during his university years. After graduating with a bachelor's degree, he was sent to study for a master's degree at the Gnesin Conservatory in Russia, and after returning to China, he joined the well-known orchestra of City C. He has participated in various audio and video activities of TV stations and record companies, as well as artistic and cultural exchange activities.

This is the most suitable woman for Shao Moqin that she was entrusted by the old man to choose.

The performance ended with a tidal wave of applause, and the musicians left after the curtain call. The audience left their seats one after another. Old Man Shao sat in his position and did not move, and Du Ruoqi accompanied him.

"Dad, what do you think?" Qin Fanyin's basic information, she had already shown it to Old Man Shao before she came.

"Beautiful, gentle, temperamental." Old Man Shao nodded, "Although my background is not good, my own conditions are enough to make up for it." ”

"It's good that Dad is satisfied. But on Moqin's side, I'm still worried about ......" Du Ruoqi's face was embarrassed, "I'm just afraid that it won't be convincing." ”

"I'll take care of him there." Speaking of this, Old Man Shao became angry, stomped on crutches and said, "The rabbit cubs are in their 30s, and if you let him go, you will have to beat a bachelor in this life!" ”

"Rely on Dad to worry a lot, and you are the only one who can take care of him." Du Ruoqi smiled, "He didn't listen to Yiqing's words. ”

"He's going to have a family now. Alone, his temper is getting more and more perverse. Old Man Shao got up, thinking of Qin Fanyin, his furrowed brows loosened a little, "Let's go, go and say hello to the future granddaughter-in-law." ”

Backstage, Qin Fanyin carefully wiped his cello STARS, carefully put it in the piano case, sealed it and bagged it. When Old Man Shao and his daughter-in-law came over, she was carrying the piano. Although she was tall, she was slender, and she carried a cello on her back as if she were struggling to carry a behemoth.

Old Man Shao frowned, and said to the head of the regiment who followed him: "These big musical instruments, don't you have anyone to help?" ”

"Yes, we have special carts to carry heavy instruments." Seeing him looking at Qin Fanyin, the head of the regiment explained, "Fanyin cherishes her piano very much, and she never leaves her body, and she doesn't fake any hands. ”

Old Man Shao smiled, and there was a little more appreciation in his eyes.

The head of the troupe introduced them to each other, "Sanskrit, this is Mr. Shao, he likes your performance very much." ”

"Thank you." Qin Fanyin raised the corners of her lips, smiled humbly, and politely bent down to shake hands with Old Man Shao.

Looking at Qin Fanyin up close, Old Man Shao was even more satisfied. The facial features are exquisite, the skin is like condensed fat, and the temperament blends the cleanliness and purity of a girl with the elegance and charm of a woman. He also came from a man with strong blood, and he knew how lethal this kind of woman was to men. I hope that I can capture his pure-hearted grandson.

Mr. Shao immediately said: "The group is going to host the annual summit of the financial industry in the near future, and I would like to ask Miss Qin to play the cello concerto for the guests at the opening ceremony. We will invite the world's top orchestras to accompany you. ”

Qin Fanyin was slightly stunned. Is this to invite her alone?

The head of the orchestra was about to agree, but Qin Fanyin said, "Thank you, Mr. Shao, but I have a very good understanding with my colleagues in the orchestra...... she smiled sadly, "If I can, I want to be accompanied by our orchestra." Her voice has a babyish tone, sweet and tactful, even if she makes a request, it is very comfortable to listen to.

Of course, Old Man Shao will not refuse his future granddaughter-in-law, "Okay, I'm a layman, if I don't understand this, it's up to you to decide." He chuckled, "We're just responsible for bringing our ears and enjoying the music." ”

After Old Man Shao left, the head of the regiment could not hide his joy. The Shaw Brothers Group has abundant capital and influence, and if it can have a good relationship with Chairman Shao, the orchestra's future marketization route and operating expenses will not be a problem. The head of the troupe told Qin Fanyin: "Fanyin, you don't have to be busy with anything else during this time, concentrate on rehearsing the performance of the summit. ”

Qin Fanyin nodded.

When Qin Fanyin left the concert hall with his colleagues in the orchestra, it was already late. was about to leave on a colleague's ride, when his younger brother Qin Jiayang called.

"Sister, help!" His exaggerated wail.

Qin Fanyin heard the noisy background sound from the phone, walked to the side and whispered, "What time is it?" Are you still outside? ”

"Today's birthday, please come out and have fun, how do you know that the consumption in this place is so high, and the money is not enough! Sister, come quickly, otherwise I will be embarrassed! ”

Qin Fanyin asked helplessly, "Where are you?" ”

The location reported by Qin Jiayang is a famous night place in the city, a bar street.

Qin Fanyin said a few words to his younger brother, hung up the phone, said goodbye to his colleagues, and took a taxi to rush over.

Qin Fanyin got off the car on the side of the road, this section of the road was a little deserted, there were a few bars sporadically, there were night market stalls on both sides of the road, and the men and women who were laughing and playing walked side by side. In front of it is a street of concentrated bars, colorful and neon-beautiful.

Qin Fanyin rarely comes here, and he doesn't know where the "cotton bar" his brother is talking about, so he can only find it from scratch.

She walked slowly with her cello on her back, looking left and right as she went.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man rushed over and grabbed her arm, Qin Fanyin was shocked, "What are you doing, let go of me!" Not only did the man not let go, but he intensified and pulled tighter, accompanied by a woman, who dragged her to the side of the dark passage, and the woman's nails were bleeding from her arms, and her mouth vibrated with words: "I stole the money and ran out...... I still want to meet that kid...... Come back with us......"

"I don't know you! Let me go! Qin Fanyin struggled desperately and shouted loudly, but her voice was sweet and soft, even if she was extremely angry and frightened, she did not have the explosive power to shock people.

There are not many pedestrians on this section of the road, and occasionally a few people stopped to watch, and were scolded by the man in a rough voice: "Look at what, we discipline our daughter!" "Someone seems to think something is wrong, but they hesitate. In the middle of the night, no one wants to have nothing to do.

"I don't know them—" Qin Fanyin shouted, "Help—" She was staggered forward by her hair, and the cello on her back limited her mobility even more.

"The wings are stiff...... Steal the family's money and run out! The two men exchanged glances, and the woman turned her back and pulled out a drugged handkerchief from her pocket. Just as she was about to cover Qin Fanyin's face, she turned her head away, bit the woman's wrist hard, and took a hard bite, and immediately saw blood. The woman grinned in pain and cursed incessantly. Qin Fanyin took advantage of this gap to take off the cello as a weapon, the man dodged to the side, she kicked off her high heels and ran wildly.

Running past a car, she noticed someone in the driver's seat out of the corner of her eye, she quickly turned back, picked up her cello and slammed it hard at the windshield in front of her. She wanted to break the windows of the car so that the people in the car would come out and interfere.

Unfortunately, this is the Mercedes-Maybach S-Class bulletproof version, the world's first civilian production car with VR10 protection level, which can withstand the shooting of 7.62×54mm steel shell bullets, as well as □□, C4 explosives and other weapons. Qin Fanyin gritted his teeth and wheeled his beloved cello, smashing it a few times in succession, but there was no response.

The driver in the front row looked at the woman who kept smashing the window outside the window, frowned, turned his head and asked the man in the back seat: "Mr. Shao, let me go down and have a look?" ”

Shao Moqin leaned back on the seat and fell asleep, opened his eyes when he heard the words, sat up straight, and lowered the window.

The windows of the car slowly lowered, and the outline of the man's face appeared from the shadows. The warm orange lights on the side of the road shine through the car, and you can see his deep features. The inky black eyes, the corners of the mouth pursed, and the blood-white skin formed a cold face.

The man's eyes looked out the car window.

The middle-aged man and woman who chased after him detained Qin Fanyin, snatched the cello, and fell to the ground. They grabbed her by the hair and dragged her aside, "raising a white-eyed wolf...... Disobedient ......"