Chapter 615: Chrysion Concert 4

After the solo cello of Kinokiwa Kiyowa's arpeggio, the applause poured like a tide, and the center of Kinano Kiyowa's music recital hall bowed slightly to everyone, and then retreated from the stage with a perfect skirt.

After stepping down, Kiyowa Kitano couldn't imagine that he really played Schubert's arpeggiated sonata flawlessly, and he was not nervous at all, but enjoyed the process.

Bei Nai Qinghe took a deep breath several times, she decided, she must thank her when she sees Sister Zishu in a while, it is she who gives her the capital to stand on the stage with confidence, if it is still the same as before, she estimates that she will really make mistakes directly on the stage.

After Kiyokazu Kitano's performance ended, the rest was basically all solo performances.

Fu Qingyuan sat in the center of the second floor, looking down at the music recital hall below, his slender legs were folded, his broad palms were overlapped on it, his knobly jointed fingers were tapping up and down smoothly and rhythmically, and his bottomless eyes gradually spread a trace of impatience, he could still sit here so patiently and enjoy the music performance, it was all for the sake of waiting for his Shushu to appear, but he hadn't waited until now, and he wasn't sure if the truth was as consistent as he thought.

One after another, solo recitals with different styles gradually came to an end in the concert hall, and gradually the whole concert was coming to an end within the time frame expected on the invitation.

The last solo at the invitation ended, and the applause roared again. Chuck took the microphone and stood in the center of the concert hall again.

"Thank you very much for joining us for the concert organized by the World Piano Performance Association and the Kleson Concert Hall, which has come to a successful conclusion." Chrysion. Chuck said this deliberately.

Basically, everyone except Fu Qingyuan applauded and expressed their gratitude for being able to enjoy such a wonderful concert.

"Did he really guess wrong?" It wasn't until the end of this time that Fu Qingyuan heard that Claision. Mr. Chuck's words not only began to question his own thoughts, but was Shushu really here because of something else and not a concert?

Thinking like this, Fu Qingyuan couldn't stop feeling lost in his heart, thinking back to all the performances he had just enjoyed, all of them became boring at this moment, and the whole person's mood couldn't help but be irritable.

Just when everyone thought that the concert was officially over, Chrysion, who was standing in the music recital hall. Chuck observed the expressions of the crowd before he said with the warmest smile, "However, although the concert has officially ended, we have prepared a surprise for everyone. ”

After hearing this, everyone expressed their doubts about what kind of surprise they were preferring.

Just when everyone was puzzled and guessed that they had been hung up on their appetites, Chrysion. Chuck took a deep breath and said in what he considered to be the most restrained voice: "The world-famous pianist MS will bring an original piano performance to everyone in the audience."

Didn't wait for Chrysion. Chuck said, 'Now let's welcome MS with a round of applause.' With these words, the scene had already resounded with warm and roaring applause, like a sudden thunder and sensation in the clear sky.

Chrysion. Chuck nodded in satisfaction, he didn't need to say anything at the moment.

Chrysion. After Chuck quietly left the stage, the applause instantly faded like a tide, and a khaki gauze spread in front of the music hall to separate the viewing area and the performance area, everyone knew that this was the rule of MS, no one complained, just waiting for the arrival of MS.

Anyone who came to the concert knew who MS was and how amazing MS had been.

The World Piano Performance Association and Chryson Concert was not only live intuitive, but also broadcast live at the Chryson Music Plaza, so from the beginning to the end of the music performance, the 250,000 spectators gathered in the Chryson Music Square also saw it, and when they knew that MS would perform the piano on the spot, the entire Chryson Music Square fell into an unprecedented sensation and frenzy, and they were even more excited than watching it on the spot.

However, there is only one person in a low mood for such an exciting scene, and that is Fu Qingyuan in the Chryson Concert Hall.

Although Fu Qingyuan was fortunate enough to listen to a live piano performance by MS, it was indeed very good and excellent, but now he was only thinking about where his Shushu would be now.

Nachuan, Shen Nancheng and others around him are looking forward to the appearance of MS.

"God, look, look at it." I don't know who exclaimed, causing everyone to look up.

Even Fu Qingyuan didn't know why he was driven like this, and looked up at the top of the center of the concert hall.

I don't know when the glass window above the concert hall quietly opened, and the gentle and warm evening breeze blew in so lightly, bringing a trace of clarity to the restlessness just now, and the khaki gauze tent also fluttered with the wind, and the soft body swayed with the wind, flickering far and near, flickering forward and backward, as if being touched by a lover and immersed in a charming atmosphere.

A black piano slowly began to descend from above, but no one could catch with the naked eye the support that lifted the piano there, as if the piano was magically suspended in mid-air.

"MS, I see MS!" An exclamation was followed by a few exclamations, which made everyone's eyes more focused.

On the piano chair behind the huge body sat a man, no, a woman to be precise, a woman with an ethereal fairy spirit.

The V-neck off-the-shoulder dress wraps the woman's body, highlighting her beautiful and plump figure, which is obviously like a line of collarbones completely exposed, and the two slender and white arms under the rounded shoulders are wrapped in wide and shapely white yarn, and the water pattern cuffs that extend into a wavy curve spread down and take out the sleeves that combine long white yarn and satin, and the pure white sleeves are accompanied by the landing from top to bottom, and they float up in the air directly, just like the arrival of angels. Her wings are gradually recovering as beautiful.

At this moment, the environment in the concert hall was dark, but this scene was incomparably bright and white in the eyes of everyone, as if a woman sitting in front of the piano was covered with a soft light, which made her beautiful and sacred and undesecrated.

The veil that cut off everyone's view didn't play any role at this moment, even if everyone still couldn't see what MS looked like, but they could vaguely see the outline of MS's face.

On the second floor, Fu Qingyuan could see better than anyone how the piano and MS fell from the sky, and with the shaking gauze tent, he touched the true face of MS in that brief moment.

The long ink-colored hair was slightly curled behind him, and a strand of hair was braided into a flower braid at the back of the head, and a watery and crystalline pearl crystal headdress was inlaid with a white and translucent hair, and there were some scattered broken hair on the forehead, but it did not affect the stunning color of the whole face at all, and the eyes with a moist and cold shimmer crossed a certain position on the second floor, and the red lips hooked a slight arc.

The slender and slender hands jumped up and down on the black and white keys, the pink and white nails rose and fell, and the notes were played one by one, and then joined together to present a complete score in front of everyone's eyes.

Fu Qingyuan gasped, he was too familiar with the person sitting in front of the piano.

"Fu, Master Fu, I'm not mistaken, why did Sister Mo sit on it?" Not only Fu Qingyuan was the only one who saw this scene, but also the people sitting on the second floor all captured MS's face at the moment when the gauze tent was blown open.

"Oh my God, brother, Sister Mo is MS? Na Chuan didn't question it, because he would calm down after sighing after all the things that were surprised before.

"Miss Mo, Mo Zishu, Mo Shu-M S, it seems that it is really Miss Mo." He pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, and his eyes flashed with a gleam.

Helian Bai Mu and Murong Ling were also shocked, especially Murong Ling's inner feeling that something was constantly fermenting and forcing him to feel uncomfortable.

Not to mention Shi Wei and Su Jie, they stayed by Mo Zishu's side for so many days and didn't even know that Mo Zishu would also participate in the performance of the Chryson concert, and that Mo Zishu was MS.

Fu Qingyuan couldn't hear anything at this time, his eyes followed the figure closely until he landed, until the music sounded more enthusiastically in his ears.

"His Shushu, this is his Shushu!" Fu Qingyuan suddenly felt a spontaneous sense of pride in his heart, which evidenced his entire brain and chest, and there was a vague uncontrollable excitement that prompted his heart to beat faster.

The piano, along with Mo Zishu himself, landed perfectly and safely on the floor of the music concert hall, which made Claision, who had been keeping an eye on Mo Zishu and the operation. Chuck breathed a sigh of relief, completely relieved.

Mo Zishu began to play with all her heart, her slender ten fingers jumping back and forth on the piano keys flexibly and skillfully, and the collision and fusion of different notes made the atmosphere of the music gradually rise.

The evening breeze still poured in from above the concert hall, and the thin gauze tent was blown from time to time to flutter, and from time to time the body of the instrument was revealed.

The audience who watched MS play the piano attentively and carefully appreciated MS's performance, but at the same time, their eyes widened to see MS's face.

The 250,000 spectators who watched the live broadcast in the Chryson Concert Hall did not dare to be distracted in the slightest bit.