Atlantis, as its name suggests, is a deep blue.

Blue is the main theme here, and under the top architecture, the sound of the whole room is like the tide of the sea, like waves, rising and falling, surrounding the ears.

At this moment, it was already full of people, and as soon as Qin Yuanfeng and the two came in, Vincent immediately greeted him, rubbed his hands and smiled: "Qin Dong, you are finally here, please, please in front." ”

As the red carpet walked in, Qin Yuanfeng's gaze unconsciously moved over and saw familiar faces. That's a face that used to be mostly seen in newspapers and on TV. It wasn't until it fell on an old man that he smiled and asked in a low voice, "Dr. Kissinger and several secretaries of state have arrived?" ”

It was the most top-level occasion, and in front of him, among four or five white men who were talking softly but with an eager attitude, he recognized at a glance former Secretary of State Kissinger, the "living fossil of China and the United States."

"Yes." Vincent's face was flushed with force and excitement: "The special passage that dignitaries walked. Only celebrities from the business and art worlds walk the red carpet in front of their doors. ”

He took a deep breath: "Qin Dong, are you still satisfied?" ”

Qin Yuanfeng looked left and right, and asked in a lower voice, "Are you ready?" ”

Vincent gritted his teeth: "Don't worry, it's been proofread five times." Guarantee that there is no mistake. ”

"Does anyone know? Are there confirmed that there are no reporters on the spot? ”

"Don't worry." Vincent also let it go: "If something goes wrong, Carnegie Hall will take it!" ”

The hall was very quiet, and the extreme noise outside and the extreme tranquility inside seemed like two worlds. Only inaudible whispers could be heard here, and a pair of fiery eyes were staring at the front. There, most of the real elites in the United States, each and every one of them, has the strength to stomp their feet and shake the United States.

A strange Asian and his beautiful female companion undoubtedly attract most people's attention. And he didn't go to Sony's side, but to the other side of the front. Let the eyes of those who don't know how many people who were secretly watching him move.

"How about a lottery?" Sony's seat, Katsumi Kugen and Yoshihiko Miyauchi sat together, Katsumi Kugen suddenly smiled and said: "This concert, there is a play in the play." ”

"Oh?" Yoshihiko Miyauchi raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

"You don't know him......" Jiuyuan Katsumi stared at Qin Yuanfeng's eyes and narrowed slightly: "He has never been a person who follows the rules...... A few years ago, I came up with the DDR Global Championship. Even Sony couldn't guess his next card...... Let's play? One million yen? A little fun? ”

Yoshihiko Miyauchi raised his eyebrows and looked at Katsumi Kuyuan, and said for a long time, "Did you hear the wind?" ”

"No, it's intuition." Katsumi Kugen pursed her lips and gracefully lifted her suit: "It's like you know when your opponent pulls out a samurai/shitome...... Animal intuition. ”

"These Yankees don't know, don't they...... We Sony is not clear? ”

"How?" He tapped the armrest lightly: "Bet?" ”

Yoshihiko Miyauchi thought about it and shook his head resolutely: "Don't bet." ”

"Byrne." Not far from them, an old man with black-rimmed glasses and some age spots on his face gently stroked the armrest and asked, "This is Qin?" You invited me to come over and he gave you the qualifications? ”

"Yes, Your Excellency Kissinger." Carnegie Hall Director Byrne. J. Donald, in a low voice, replied: "Admittedly, there is an Andrew factor in it, but again, their repertoire is quite good, and even I feel that with my professional quality, these more than ten tunes will still resound in the world many years later." ”

"I'll see." Kissinger nodded with a smile: "But Byrne, I want to remind you, who are the people present?" Hehe...... I'm sure Carnegie won't joke with his reputation, and if you make anyone unhappy, even the Carnegie family won't be able to keep you. ”

"Don't worry." Byrne bowed slightly respectfully, but no one saw it, his head bowed, with a spark of expectation in his eyes: "Definitely, let your Excellency return happy." ”

Kissinger nodded and said no more. Byrne retreated playfully, quietly leaving the hall like a shadow, and walked a few steps to the next studio. Here, all the high-ups of Carnegie Hall gathered, and just saw him come in. John. Enks immediately greeted him, and the anticipation on his face couldn't be hidden: "Byrne! You're finally here! When does it start? I can't wait! ”

Byrne didn't answer him, but took a sip of his coffee and shouted at everyone, "Are you all ready?" ”

“OK！” "Mirror No. 1 is ready!" "Mirror No. 2 is complete!" "Mirror No. 3 is OK!"

"Okay......" Byrne looked at the surveillance screen in front of him and said word by word, "First song...... In a minute, our side sync begins! ”

In the hall, the sound of discussion was fleeting, and soon, Qin Yuanfeng was like a stone thrown into the lake, and he also integrated into this big lake.

No one spoke again, and the exciting sense of anticipation slowly fermented in the hall, and everyone was recuperating, pricking up their ears and washing their souls. Get ready to listen to this song from the East.

Yes, no one said it, but everyone knows that this is a repertoire provided by China.

Can the repertoire of the East appeal to itself?

Will China's quirky company be able to ride the wave and be satisfied?

Music is the best answer.

After ten minutes, the lights slowly dimmed and slowly went out. In the dark, I don't know who applauded first, the applause is like a rising tide before a tsunami, endless, not harsh, not intense, only revealing the top concert halls, graceful and luxurious, not impatient tasting.

No glowsticks, no screams, just the weight of pure music.

After a minute of "brushing the ......", the lights came on at the same time, and the scene was full of blue.

Like the tide washing over every corner, the elegant blue makes people feel not dazzling, not intoxicated, but like a bottle of cocktail, seeping into people's hearts. The opening of all the instruments made the audience resonate in all directions, and the soft and low-key applause, with heavy weight, collided and reverberated in all directions.

Without audio, it is countless times better than audio.

When the lights came on, thirty-five musicians were already on the main stage. An old man with gray hair and good spirits bowed gracefully to the audience, and behind him, a white piano, a young man in his twenties was already sitting quietly.

The shallow tide of applause ...... "boom, boom, boom Hua Fuying looked around in amazement, and before she could speak, Qin Yuanfeng shook her hand and said softly, "Did you hear that?" This is called the top effect. ”

"Every sound rings in my ears and beats into my heart through a note...... The completion of a top-notch concert hall is in no way inferior to the difficulty of Dubai Tower. The direction of sound, the resonance, are all subjects that they are studied. ”

Hua Fuying only nodded, but did not answer, because at this moment, the light on the main stage had stabilized and was no longer brightened. Then, a loud voice came from all directions: "Please enjoy the first track, Croatian Rhapsody." Playing: Maxim. ”

I don't know how many people, their backs are straightened.

It's that simple, there is no need for any publicity here, and there is no need for an artist show like a concert, there is only one theme here, which is music.

There was a pause for a few seconds, long and short, and after ten seconds, the old man in charge of the command raised his hand.

Meanwhile, in the next room, Byrne's eyes were almost fixed on the docking screen, and his hands, like those of the conductor, were raised in the air.

"Brush!" In the middle of the screen, the commanding hand falls. Byrne's hand was held high, one eye fixed on his watch, not daring to let go.

"Dangdangdang...... Dangdangdang ......" six crisp piano sounds, like wildflowers blooming in spring, lightly and scattered, sprinkled on the sea surface of Atlantis.

Bright and relaxed, this is the first impression that most people have when they hear it, just like the spring breeze in spring, which makes people feel comfortable. Many people nodded secretly, and sure enough, none of those who could enter this hall were mediocre.

Ten fingers flying, flowing water, the orchestra behind the piano and chirping, just for a moment, beautiful notes emanating like air, enveloping the eardrums of everyone present.

"Not bad." A white musician, in his forties, with two moustaches, nodded without a trace: "Relaxed, bright...... A good song is one that tells a story with musical notes. The beginning of this story is quite good. ”

It is a pleasant relaxation, like the flowing water of the mountains, the white snow of spring, the gurgling of the stream into the melting snowfield, a soft softness spreads in the hearts of everyone.

Suddenly, the cello and violin joined in, and the sound of the piano was low and hoarse, and finally the heavy side of the piece began to slowly explode.

At the same time, in the studio, Byrne's hand finally waved.

In the hall, with the wave of the hand, in less than three seconds, all the people who had been listening to the music quietly were all stunned.

A sight never before that of Atlantis Hall...... Actually starting to glow?

"Here we go!" Katsumi Kuyuan sat up straight for a moment, her eyes burning: "I know...... I knew it! He won't finish a thing in peace! ”

A sudden whispered exclamation, a sudden noise, but under the magic of the music, it was extremely quiet.

In the first three columns of "This is ......", an elderly white woman looked around in surprise, and the man next to her frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "Your Excellency Cargill, this should be arranged by Carnegie Hall." ”

"I know......" Margaret. Cargill's expression was still frowning and squinting at first, but after a few seconds, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes widened a little.

"It's really ......" she looked at the beautiful scenery in front of her in front of her, and sighed for several seconds, and even in the concert hall, her thoughts flew away from the music, and now she finally pulled it back: "Amazing ......"

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It is also said to write 2 more...... As a result, I can't write it alive or dead...... This change was changed by two or three hours......

It's crazy...... That's it for today...... The train of thought was interrupted by the ticket, and I couldn't get it......