[36] The flame of revenge

In the prestigious Beidu Concert Hall, it is not yet time for the opening performance, but the enthusiastic audience has entered the venue one after another, and the concert hall has already sat in thirty percent of the audience, and the high hall echoes with falling voices.

Xiaoqiang has also entered the field, and as a senior dick, he is a little nervous. After all, in the four years that a person has worked in Beidu, he has not seen any theatrical performances. Art used to be a distant thing for him.

There have been a few times before, Xiaoqiang hesitated at the door of the small theater with his head down, wanting to go in to watch the award-winning drama that his colleagues talked about, but when he looked up and saw the 80 yuan ticket, he hesitated again, he was uneasy to think about his salary and his parents in his hometown, and then thought of his bedridden grandmother, unable to get up chicly, so he lowered his head again and left silently.

Is this the Hokuto Concert Hall!? Xiaoqiang was a little shocked. It's the same as what you see on TV, with bright golden lights illuminating the lobby, which is heavily clad in wooden panels. The hall has a floor height of more than ten meters, and the first reaction of Xiaoqiang in such a bright air haode art palace is that he wants to smoke.

Cao Xiaoqiang secretly warned himself that this is the Nima Art Palace, convergence! Don't look like a turtle. So, he sat down peacefully, strained his ass on the dark blue cushions, made sure he was in the soft couch, and waited comfortably for the show to begin.

When the audience entered seventy or eighty percent, a young girl with long hair and flowing came to Xiaoqiang's side, looked at the seat code on the ticket in her hand, and sat down next to Xiaoqiang after confirmation.

From beginning to end, the girl didn't look at Xiao Qiang, but Xiao Qiang's eyes never left this girl! This is not to blame Xiaoqiang, she looks really good-looking, her figure is slender and moving, not to mention, the snow-white and delicate face is swept away, the beautiful nose is light, and the elegant demeanor is trembling slightly, and when he sits down, a fragrant breeze blows, Xiaoqiang secretly inhales deeply from the side of his nose, enjoying this rare yujian style.

Cao Xiaoqiang said in his heart: "Sure enough, it is an elegant place like the concert hall that can yujian be true to the country, cool!" ”

Just as Xiao Qiang was tasting the dark fragrance, the concert began, Xiao Qiang worked hard to mobilize his artistic cells, tasted the melody, and soon, the charm of art completely conquered Xiao Qiang! His body was tilted sideways, and it was obviously the cello on the right that attracted him, and his body was even more tilted! He was indeed a special genius, and he discovered the charm of the cello in Bach's works, and his head fell down, his eyes closed, and it seemed that he was completely intoxicated, and he didn't care at all about the beauty of the violin on the left, and he ...... He...... He rested his head on the lady's shoulder completely! Sweat...... This must be the so-called entry, yes, it is entry, when man and art are combined to the unity of heaven and man, they will completely forget everything around them, obviously Xiaoqiang has done it, you must know that this requires a strong artistic accomplishment and a very high artistic taste! A sparkling white line slowly hung from the corner of his mouth..................

………… I really can't get this round, I'm already asleep. The fairy-like girl on the side has obviously reached a critical point at this time, seeing her pink face flushed, silver teeth and moth eyebrows, if it weren't for the hundreds of people around at this time, and the first row and the orchestra face to face, as long as Kang Changchang gave her a 72-pound nine-ring ghost head knife, she could also turn into a windmill that water could not splash and annihilate Xiaoqiang in the countless dust of the galaxy.

The girl desperately suppressed her anger and reminded herself. This is obviously not suitable for an outbreak, the first row is too close to the stage, and the performers on the stage are engaged in their work, if there is any movement at this time, it is not only the lewd men around him who will lose face, but the girl will also be involved and become the protagonist of the burlesque.

She pushed Xiao Qiang's head with her hand, but Xiao Qiang's expression was distorted and further Xiangyou arched the girl's neck, Uncle Ke couldn't bear it, the girl was ruthless, and the orchid jade onion-like fingers pinched the soft * meat in Xiao Qiang's waist fiercely.

Xiao Qiang felt in a trance in his dream that someone was itching him, Xiao Qiang was born the most afraid of itching, and his side waist was his death hole, not to mention others, that is, he usually took a bath, and he didn't dare to touch the itchy flesh with less than three fingers. This time he immediately burst out laughing.

The strange chemical reaction is diffused in the Beidu Concert Hall, which is full of rippling notes, and it is responsible to say that since the founding of the People's Republic of China, there has not been such a strange thing here for a long time......

I have to say that the professional symphony orchestra is very professional, in line with the work style of being responsible for the audience and serious about the art, they eliminate the interference of that moment, turn the flutter into BRA*VO, and become more and more fully devoted.

The girl's face has turned from red to white, from white to blue, zuihou's cyan has receded, and under the transparent texture that can be broken by blowing, cyan blood vessels faintly emerge. If you take a magnifying glass and take a closer look at it at this moment, you will find that the green tendons are bulging one after another, like an infusion tube that has been blown up.

What a shame! Shame on you and throw it home! The most humiliating thing in this life actually happened today! The little self in the girl's heart raised her arms to the sky and shouted, God, weishenme wants me to yujian, this idiot!

At this time, this "idiot" has apparently woken up slowly. Xiaoqiang straightened his body, bent his back and didn't dare to look at the stage, he felt in a daze that he was woken up after falling asleep, this is really too earthy turtle too gaffe, anyway, I was also a senior cadre in 1949, why did I become dirty in 2010? You can fall asleep even if you listen to a concert. This ticket was bought for 899 yuan, okay, it's too wasteful, it's not enough to sleep at home, and it costs money to sleep here.

But this girl took the initiative to wake herself up, she was really a very kind and kind person. Otherwise, the people who come to the concert are all elites with artistic accomplishments, and I have to be a Xiexie family.

Xiao Qiang turned his face to the girl and smiled kindly, he couldn't speak during the concert hall, Xiao Qiang didn't dare to say xiexie.

In the girl's opinion, this Nima is a hooligan! Still a repeat offender! took advantage of it, and it was shameless. Look at his rampant face, salivating and smiling obscenely!

She can't tolerate her pure heart being insulted anymore, that flutter completely ruined her future in the Beidu Concert Hall, from today on, she can only go to the Zhongshan Concert Hall, I hope that time can dilute the memory, and everyone will forget their own embarrassment as soon as possible.

She wanted to get up and leave, but the solid note continued to flow, and getting up at this moment meant accepting the attention of the audience, she didn't dare to take this risk, although Mr. Lu Xun had already told us that "a real warrior, dare to face the bleak life, dare to face the dripping blood." "But old lady, I'd rather shed blood than have my image ruined in front of everyone!

She recited the Amitabha Supreme Myoho-renge-kyo Sutra, relieved the suffering and saved the great inspiration Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva, and forced herself to settle down.

Xiao Qiang cheered up and enjoyed the music this time, and soon, he discovered that music is a magical thing, there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people, and music is ............ Ya fell asleep again............

The girl felt the weight of her head on her shoulders again, and the flames that rose in her heart began to burn...... At this moment, the orchestra has reached its climax, and an excerpt from Mozart's "The Magic Flute", the aria of the Queen of the Night, "The Flame of Vengeance", has begun to play.

As the flowery soprano lifted one after another, the girl couldn't help but grit her teeth and hum in a low voice with the soprano rolling in her throat:

The flames of hellish revenge burned in my heart

Death and despair

The fire of death and despair consumed me

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