Today's Capital Concert Hall is decorated with a chic atmosphere, the long red carpet is crowded, celebrities, dignitaries, and scholars are all ignited by the atmosphere at this time, laughing heartily in the spotlight, as if today's events have a lot to do with them, but they are not willing to move at all, so that it causes congestion.

Suddenly, an extraordinary-looking red flag car stopped at the end of the red carpet.

This car is by no means a production model that can be seen on the market, and its generous appearance looks like a steel beast, which shows its weight.

When all the people present looked at the cart, they were amazed, and then naturally divided into two rows, like the waters separated by Moses.

The passenger driver's door opened, and down was a tall and strong man, with a clean and neat inch, and his face was very simple, but there was a deterrent like a flood beast in his bones, which made people hold their breath.

He opened the door of the back seat, and then an old man in a tunic stood on the ground, and after looking around, he slowly walked onto the red carpet.

A noisy exclamation sounded in the crowd, but it was quickly suppressed, but the sound of ear-to-ear exchange kept coming.

A reporter, who looked quite young, did not know the old man, but seeing the situation around him, he knew that this must be a big man, so he simply raised his camera and prepared to shoot.

When he was about to press the shutter, the elderly reporter next to him grabbed his hand, "If you want to be a reporter in the future, don't shoot randomly." ”

The young reporter shuddered when he heard this, and his back was wet with cold sweat, knowing that the person in front of him must be one of the top ones.

But speculation is always speculation, he put down the camera and couldn't help but ask, "Who is this old gentleman?" ”

The older reporter didn't speak, just made a "three" gesture and buried himself in checking the photos in his camera.

Behind the speechless young reporter, the old man walked forward slowly, not wanting another old gentleman to stand in his way.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Mr. Hong's body is still so tough."

"The same is true for Mr. Liao, since that conversation thirty years ago, you have avoided it, and I didn't expect that my granddaughter would invite you all this time, which really makes me ashamed."

"Mr. Hong is serious, your family's real talent and learning should make me ashamed."

Old Man Hong smiled and asked, "Now the atmosphere of the whole environment is not as tense as it was thirty years ago, I don't know what Mr. Liao thinks of my proposal back then?" ”

Mr. Liao arched his hand, "I won't talk about anything else today, just listen to the tune, I believe that after Mr. Hong listens to it, he will naturally have an answer." ”

"Okay, just listen to music today! Please. ”

"Please!"

The two old men walked side by side and slowly walked into the concert hall, leaving only the people standing on the red carpet full of voices.

The arrival of Mr. Hong did not interfere with the normal order of admission, because he took a special seat passage that led directly to the stage on the second floor of the concert hall.

In the midst of the disturbances, when everyone was seated, the host of the day was finally on the stage.

Yu Jiecheng picked up the microphone and said to the audience: "Thank you for coming to the press conference and premiere of CN's first national symphony today, please let me express my sincere gratitude. ”

In the midst of the applause, Old Man Hong suddenly thought of something, and said to Ning Wenlan, who was standing behind him: "Xiao Ning, is this the child cultivated by your family?" ”

In Sun Yunwen's gritted teeth gaze on the side, Ning Wenlan replied neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Well, this kid's name is Yu Jiecheng." ”

Old Man Hong looked puzzled, "He's a good seedling, but he's not a special host, right?" How do you get him to host? ”

A trace of embarrassment flashed on Ning Wenlan's face, after all, this matter was planned by Shen Wuhuan from beginning to end, and there was no room for the Cultural Affairs Bureau to interfere at all.

Sun Yunwen seemed to see the opportunity, and hurriedly grabbed the words, "This is all Shen Wuhuan's idea, if it weren't for her obstruction in the middle, we would definitely not make this press conference look so unprofessional." ”

Old Man Hong said "oh", but he didn't say "It's really messy" as Sun Yunwen expected! "How can you let them mess around like this? "What do you all eat?" I can't help but have some regrets.

It's not that Sun Yunwen is shaking M, but I want to test what position this Shen Wuhuan is in Mr. Hong's heart, after all, when he heard the news of the press conference, Mr. Hong immediately issued a document saying that he wanted to attend, and take the official travel record, which is rare in Mr. Hong's life, which seems to have a faint feeling of help, which makes him feel weak in his heart.

The current situation made him even more uncertain, and he couldn't help but think: "It seems that his attitude towards this Shen Wuhuan will change a little bit in the future." ”

Yu Jiecheng on the stage asked: "In everyone's hearts, the word national symphony is probably still a little unfamiliar, right?" ”

Without waiting for the audience to answer, he asked himself: "It's really strange, and it can even be said that this is a brand new musical term, a musical term that has never appeared before, but today, it will be officially born in this world, and everyone will be the lucky ones who witnessed its birth." ”

After hearing this, the audience couldn't help but be a little speechless.

That's too much, isn't it?

Even if you are sure that you can't say such a thing on the spot, what if there is an accident in the performance, or if the piece does not work out exactly what the composer wanted?

It's the same as when the doctor asks you to sign a consent form and inform you that the surgery is risky before the surgery.

I have never heard of a doctor who would dare to tell anyone that his surgery would be successful.

Because in case the operation fails, the doctor will suffer a big lawsuit because of this sentence.

Even Old Man Hong on the second floor couldn't help frowning.

But Yu Jiecheng on the stage didn't explain anything, and suddenly said loudly: "During the Eastern Jin Dynasty, by the Yushui River, the Zhu family had a woman, and the woman dressed as a man and went to Hangzhou to study. On the way, with a scholar, at first sight, read each other very happily, on the grass bridge pavilion to pick up the soil for incense, righteous knot Jinlan. ”

"This is..."Old Man Hong's eyes widened, he was all too familiar with this story.

The audience also pricked up their ears, some people knew it in their hearts, and some people seemed to have a flash of inspiration in their hearts, but they couldn't figure it out for a while.

"Hearing this preface, I'm afraid that some of the guests have thought of the story told by our national symphony today, yes, the first shot of our national symphony today is the ——。."

"Liang Zhu."