Creeping down the carpeted staircase in the direction of the lower door, because it was very close to the stage, only a thin wall separated it from the silk curtain, and Sun Yumei was careful not to affect the performance in front of her.

"Sonata in B flat minor.35" is alternating between cheerfulness and distress, Yumei is not an obsessive of classical music, she prefers modern pop music such as lyrical slow rocking, but the language of music is common, and at this moment she is moved by the emotional elements told in the music, just like the little secret in her heart at this time.

Yu Mei just wanted to sneak a glance at Zhuo Yang, or a few glances, she didn't want to disturb Zhuo Yang's performance, but if Zhuo Yang could see her, it was also something Yu Mei was looking forward to. Yu Mei knew that the performer would sit half-sideways facing the audience in the hall during the piano performance, and Zhuo Yang's eyes were facing the side curtain of the next door, she sneaked here, wanting to see him, and didn't want to disturb him, but she wanted him to know that she was coming.

Yumei silently walked up the steps and turned the huge velvet curtain, she was stunned.

In front of us is the side curtain of the stage, which is like a quiet and comfortable corner. In this place, you can have a panoramic view of the performance stage, but you can't see the audience, and you won't be noticed by the audience. In the corner, there is a delicate beige wooden openwork coffee table with some paper on it, and a cup of turquoise tea, and a white mist floating on the mouth of the teacup.

Next to the coffee table, there is a pure white fabric single-seater sofa with a girl on the sofa.

Yu Mei was stunned by the girl in front of her, her beauty is so moving, even if she is a beautiful girl with a good face, although beauty and beauty are naturally hostile, but Yu Mei is heartfelt for the girl in front of her.

The girl leaned on the armrest of the sofa, a little lazy and seemed a little tired, but she couldn't hide her peerless elegance at all. She sat there, so graceful and lovely, she was an immaculate angel who came to the world.

Yumei didn't expect that there would be such a perfect girl, but what made her fall in love with it was the girl's eyes.

Sun Yumei had never seen such an affectionate pair of eyes, the girl looked intently at the direction of the stage, and the lingering lingering in her eyes had forgotten the whole world. She looked at her beloved, and there was no distraction in her heart, there was her whole world, her most tender affection.

Yumei couldn't see the stage, but she knew that there was only Zhuo Yang there.

She couldn't bear to disturb the girl's affection, and Yumei hid behind the curtain, and the girl knew nothing about her arrival, because she only had eternal love in her eyes.

Sun Yumei quietly looked at the unparalleled girl in front of her, she was fascinated by her, fascinated by the affection in her eyes. The girl stares at her love obsessively, and Yumei secretly looks at her.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano on the stage stopped abruptly, and immediately after, I heard Zhuo Yang say, "I'm sorry, please wait." ”

A moment later, Zhuo Yang came to the corner of the side curtain, slowly knelt down in front of the girl on the sofa, and buried his head in her arms. The girl caressed Zhuo Yang's hair lovingly, her smile melting the world.

Zhuo Yang raised his head and stared at the girl, his eyes were as affectionate as hers, and there was warm tenderness in his smile.

Zhuo Yang stood up, picked up a piece of paper from the coffee table, and returned to the center of the stage. After he left, Yumei also quietly retreated from behind the curtain, and the girl's world should not be disturbed by anyone.

Yumei is not lost, there is no sourness, because such a girl and such a love can only convince others, and she can't afford to have a little jealousy and resentment. Back in the background, Mark seemed to be waiting for her.

"Mark, please don't tell Zhuo Yang that I've been here." With that, Yumei smiled at Mark.

Mark nodded with a knowing smile.

"Happy-new-year, Mark."

"Happy-new-year, Rose."

Yumei is gone.

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Zhuo Yang's solo concert "Chopin Forever" began at 3 p.m. The concert is not divided into two halves, and there are no other assistant guests, fourteen pieces of music Zhuo Yang will be completed in one go, without such skills, let alone the master of the master.

Naturally, the repertoire is all Chopin's works, and all of them are the required repertoire of previous Chopin competitions, including three Polonaises. There are twelve solos and two concertos in the whole performance, and Zhuo Yang has long been familiar with it, and there is no longer any problem of unstable performance and stage fright at his level.

Before the performance began, Zhuo Yang and Mark specially arranged a sofa and coffee table, and arranged Kou Ko in the side curtain, so that she could watch Zhuo Yang play quietly alone.

Coco was still a little tired, although she was not a weak girl, but once the indulgence of love in the past three days had relaxed, she felt a little unbearable. Three days ago, she was a girl who had not been blessed by rain, and it was a bit presumptuous to be so hot for three days.

Although Zhuo Yang had great pity and tender love for three days, he was also an unemployed Lu man before, and he didn't know how to pity the jade. And Zhuo Yang has an extremely strong athlete's physique, and his physical strength and endurance are also superb, even if he wants to be light-footed, he is indeed easy to get carried away when he is in the depths of love.

Zhuo Yang feels sorry for Koukou's exhaustion, but Koukou is infatuated with his hot tenderness.

Kou Kou sat in the corner of the side curtain, Zhuo Yang in the performance could meet her eyes as soon as he looked up, and Kou Kou was there, and he could feel more at ease. After the performance began, from time to time, Zhuo Yang would take his eyes off the score and the keys, and exchange his eyes with Kou Ko for each other's love. These tender gestures did not affect his interpretation and analysis of Chopin at all.

Zhuo Yang looked at Koukou, he sighed how fortunate he was to be favored by such a peerless girl in the world, he thanked God for the gift to him, and thanked Koukou for the love she gave.

The affection in the eyes of the two people has long been inseparable, and the music played by Zhuo Yang is no longer showing to the industry heavyweights on the scene, but the background music of his and affectionate feelings.

Concerto in F minor Moll, op. 21, the ninth piece of the entire concert, and another concerto, in E minor. Moll, op.11 is the final finale. These two pieces are the finalists of the previous Chopin competitions.

Zhuo Yang played the tenth sonata in B flat minor. 35 ", which was one of the prescribed pieces in the semi-finals of last year's Golden Chopin Competition, Zhuo Yang's melodious piano sound, but his emotions were already all in the side curtain of Coco.

Zhuo Yang wanted to sing praises to Koukou, wanted to thank her for the love she gave, and thanked Koukou for her affection for herself. He wants to praise this girl who is unparalleled in the world, and he wants to express gratitude and worship to her.

Zhuo Yang's playing stopped, just so suddenly, not in the rest of the movement, not in any place where it should be stopped. He left the piano bench and piano and said to everyone in the audience, "I'm sorry, please wait. ”

This is extremely impolite, a snub to the audience, and a disrespect to Chopin, which has never happened in the history of classical concerts.

Zhuo Yang left the stage in surprise and bewilderment.

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