Chapter 603: Chryson Music Plaza

For example, it is now half past eight, and the clouds are gradually shrouded in darkness, but there is still an orange-orange glow in it, which has a unique taste.

"It's beautiful." Shi Wei and Mo Zishu walked on the green streets, looking at the sky and sighing, the pace of life seemed to have gradually become slower and more comfortable after they came here.

"Do you have any places you'd like to go?" Bei Nai Qinghe usually doesn't go out to go shopping and play, except for knowing where the place is, the others are really unfamiliar.

"Just had dinner, let's walk along the way, I see what kind of music plaza is there around here when we come over." Shi Wei touched her stomach, a little supportive, after eating sashimi at noon, she had diarrhea when her stomach was not adapted, and she ate a little too much at night, and she felt that she didn't have much energy to walk around for too long.

"That's the Chryson Music Plaza, and this concert will be broadcast live at the Chryson Music Plaza, which can provide 250,000 people to watch the concert live." When Bei Nai Qinghe heard Shi Wei's description, he knew that she was talking about that place.

"Are you close to the Chryson Concert Hall?" Shi Wei turned her head and asked Bei Nai Qinghe.

"Near, less than a kilometer behind the back garden where I went in the morning is the Chryson Concert Hall." Kiyowa Beino nodded, and pointed out to everyone where the general direction of the Chryson Concert Hall was.

"It's no wonder I always have a faint sense of musical instruments playing there." Kiyokazu Kitano's explanation made it clear to her the voices she could hear in the morning.

"There is a 10-kilometre radius of the Chryson Concert Hall where you can practice your musical instruments." Kiyokazu Kitano continued.

"Then let's go to the Chleson Music Plaza first, and you should still be able to enjoy street performances in the past." Kiyowa Kitano looked at the time on his wrist, and a smile appeared on his face.

Everyone followed the footsteps of Kiyowa Kitano and set off towards the Chryson Music Plaza.

Leaving the residential area of Kitano Qinghe, the streets gradually became lively from cold, and there were gradually more people, everyone was talking and laughing together, and many people had musical instruments on their backs or hands.

"These are all students who have just come out of the Chryson Concert Hall, the Chryson Concert Hall does not have a school uniform, but it is a representative badge, you see on their shoulders, the light purple bellflower badge is the Chryson Concert Hall's badge." Kiyoshi Kitano explained to everyone as he walked.

Everyone's eyes also looked over with Kitano Kiyokazu's explanation, and sure enough, they saw that those people all had the same light purple bellflower badge on their shoulders.

As we continued to walk forward, the sound of music became more and more obvious, and the crowd became more dense and crowded, and the sky was gradually completely enveloped by darkness under the crowd of people, and a few stars were scattered scattered in the dark sky.

The wind blows, bringing the faint fragrance of camphor trees to the bottom of people's hearts.

Several big characters of the Chryson Music Square are carved on the marble at the entrance of the square, simple but not monotonous, on the contrary, there is a low-key and introverted atmosphere, and the words of Kleison represent the development of music in S country, which is extremely important and indispensable.

The entrance to the Chryson Music Plaza has gathered a lot of people, and at a glance you can see many people of different colors and nationalities coming together because of the music, and their faces are full of smiles.

"Let's go, there are a lot of free instruments to use, basically all the mariachi bands, solo bands, or some music events will come here for some kind of music, and even the teachers from the Chryson Concert Hall regularly come here to teach music for free." Kiyoshi Bei Nai looked at the lively atmosphere in front of him, and his mood couldn't help but be a lot more active.

Sunan, who was originally led by Su Jie, could only hold it because there were too many people, and his vision expanded and became higher, Sunan looked at so many people in front of him, such an active atmosphere, he also danced happily, giggling and laughing.

"Let's go, I want to dance when I hear this music, go in and have a look." Shi Wei excitedly pushed Mo Zishu's shoulder, her eyes full of anticipation and excitement.

Mo Zishu smiled, the first place she went to when she came to country S was not the Chryson Concert Hall but the Chryson Music Square in front of her, where did she meet the chairman of the Kryson Concert Hall: Kryson Chuck.

Bei Naiqinghe and Su Jie Sunan walked together, Shi Wei and Mo Zishu walked in a row, and Fu Qi and Fu Jiu were at the back, the two of them didn't worry about people getting separated because of their height, they just needed to follow closely behind Miss Mo.

Although Benbei Nai Qinghe gradually entered the center of the Chryson Music Plaza, colorful lights were shining, and both ears were filled with music all around, some were passionate and quiet, some were ethnic and modern, some were classical and some were heavy metal, and there were people singing and dancing and waving their limbs to release their bodies.

"There's a student playing in the Chryson Concert Hall, why don't you go and see it?" Kiyoshi Kitano captured the lively place in the crowd at once, and turned around to ask everyone's opinions.

"Of course I have to see it." Shi Wei grabbed Mo Zishu's hand and squeezed it forward, she remembered that Mo Zishu didn't like the touch of the living, so the other hand wrapped around her back and shoulders from behind, blocking the touch of others.

Fu Qi and Fu Jiu followed behind Mo Zishu and Shi Wei without leaving an inch, even if the crowd was crowded to the point where it was difficult to move an inch, they had a way to keep the two of them from leaving their sight.

When Kiyoshi Kitano and everyone finally squeezed into the line of live music performances at the Chryson Concert Hall, she was about to collapse.

"Mom, drum kit, there's a drum kit." Sunan was held in Su Jie's arms, so it was easy to see the center surrounded by the crowd, and the whole person was obviously a lot more excited with the drum kit in his mouth.

"Nannan likes drum kits?" Kiyowa Kitano asked.

"I'm studying now, and I liked it when I first saw it." Su Jie nodded.

"Now we're going to randomly select one of the people on the scene to match our band's performance, I wonder if anyone is willing?" A boy in a black jacket sitting in front of the electronic piano took the microphone and looked around the scene and said.

"Yes, there are those who are willing."

"I, I can!"

"I'll come, I'll do!"

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The cheers of the crowd were very high, and basically everyone present raised their hands, and their faces were full of joy and excitement.

"Are these people all going to do it?" Shi Wei was dumbfounded when she saw this, almost everyone else raised their hands except for their group, could it be that these people know how to play musical instruments?

"No, performing with a band, it is not that you have to choose an instrument to play, if you know how to play an instrument, you can choose what you are good at, if you don't know anything, you can choose to sing directly, and finally decide what to play, it depends on you, the whole band will cooperate with you, and no matter how good or bad, everyone will give you applause in the end." Bei Naiqinghe explained to Shi Wei at the top of his throat that such a fierce scene was so low that he couldn't hear it at all.

"I see." Shi Wei looked at the scene in front of her with such an expression.

Then, as the boy's voice fell, lights began to sweep through the crowd around him, and he wondered which lucky spectator would be selected.

Just when Shi Wei was still sighing that this scene was like watching a live concert, with such complete equipment, the light shone on Mo Zishu, who was wearing a washed-colored denim jacket and a black baseball cap beside her.

"Shu, Shushu, I've got you." Shi Wei said in astonishment, she wouldn't be so lucky.

"Hmm." Mo Zishu responded coldly, exuding a cold aura all over her body.

"Are you going then?" Shi Wei blinked, on this occasion, she estimated that Shushu should not go.

"Eh, I drew a young lady, I don't know if this young lady in a denim jacket didn't want to come up and play with us?" The boy in the black jacket saw Mo Zishu who was drawn at a glance, and immediately picked up the microphone and said.

Before Mo Zishu could speak, there were a lot of voices around, all hoping that Mo Zishu could cherish this opportunity to perform with them.

"Miss Mo, if you don't want to, we'll help you refuse." Fu Qi looked at the somewhat chaotic scene, frowned and came to Mo Zishu and said.

"No, I'll go." Mo Zishu shook her head, her cold white jaw rose slightly, the black baseball cap blocked most of her face, and the delicate collarbone exposed by the black round-neck shirt showed faintly the green veins on her neck.

Walking forward, the people around consciously made way for Mo Zishu, and many people wanted to peek at the face under the hat, but they were blocked by the brim.

Bei Naiqing and saw Mo Zishu walking towards the band, her expression was obviously more excited than before, there were many musical instruments on the scene, in addition to the electronic piano, she didn't know that Mo Zishu would also have those instruments, so she still had strong expectations in her heart.

Mo Zishu walked to the boy in the black jacket, and the slightly cool eyes under the brim of the hat swept the instrument in front of him, and finally his eyes stayed on the drum kit.

The whole band was all boys, and the instruments were electronic keyboard, electric guitar, bass, drum kit, and a distinctly modern jazz style.

"May I ask what instrument this young lady chooses to play?" The boy in the black jacket handed the microphone to Mo Zishu, and his chestnut pupils were full of an inquiring look at Mo Zishu, but unfortunately he couldn't explore anything.

Mo Zishu did not take the microphone, but stretched out his hand and pointed to the drum kit not far away.

The boy sitting in the drum kit was obviously stunned by Mo Zishu's gesture.