Qin Xin stood at the front of the band, the conductor's position, and bowed to everyone.

There was a low and suppressed exclamation from the audience.

"Mr. Yun, Mr. Yun is here!"

"This year, Mr. Yun will appear."

"Let's see how many pieces the Lark Orchestra plays?"

"Two songs! The opening song and the finale of the curtain call! ”

"Wow Ka Ka, being able to see Mr. Yun twice is really worth it!"

Qin Wenrou and Mrs. Qin stood on the edge of the backstage, their eyes shining: it turns out that the great conductor is so popular, and it turns out that the appeal of the Skylark Orchestra is really strong.

If Qin Wenrou can enter the lark, all this glory will also belong to Qin Wenrou.

It's rare to have a concert, and the organizers are smiling from ear to ear as the concert is so enthusiastic.

If Qin Xin hadn't always objected, the organizers would have been eager to print the three big characters "Mr. Yun" on the ticket sales posters of every New Year's concert.

After Qin Xin bowed, he turned his head and nodded lightly at the lark orchestra.

Gently raise the baton with one hand and pull the beat with the other.

A light and nimble piece immediately grabbed the attention of the audience.

The music style seemed to float lightly in the clouds, and Qin Xin's baton drew one leisurely cloud after another in the air.

The audience was driven like falling into the clouds, and Mrs. Nalan was especially intoxicated, half-squinting to enjoy, and couldn't help but bombard Nalan Yejue on her mobile phone: "Son! Son! If you don't bring my daughter-in-law to the concert, you'll regret it, the lark is really good! I'm sure you'll be in love! ”

Nalan Yejue replied lightly with a few words: "You don't have to listen, we can also fall in love." ”

Mrs. Nalan: "That's different. Music makes people passionate, you know? You guys are slow to talk about love, when will I be able to hug my chubby granddaughter? ”

Nalan Nightlord: "......"

Didn't reply to her.

Mrs. Nalan, on her part, was already blushing and heartbeating.

Because with Qin Xin's conducting rhythm, the music has changed from light and leisurely, to the storm, to the wind and clouds, hearty!

A beautiful white cloud was turned into a burning cloud by Qin Xin.

Following her rhythm, her heart beat so fast that she couldn't do it.

The last note fell, and everyone's hearts seemed to be thrown into the air, and they fell to the ground with a parachute.

Ahhh

A powerful conductor can really manipulate the emotions of the audience, and he can't accept it.

After the opening song of the Lark Orchestra.

The other orchestras' tunes are dwarfed, and although the other orchestras are also excellent and play hard, they just lack a little bit of indescribable flavor.

Perhaps, it is a little less of the soul that the conductor gives to the music.

Everyone is looking forward to the final finale, the second performance of the Lark Orchestra tonight.

There was a special atmosphere in the audience.

As Qin Xin came to the stage again, the applause did not stop for a long time.

Half a fox mask did not stop everyone's enthusiasm, and the expectation for her was not reduced by her turned back.

Mrs. Nalan couldn't help but secretly take a picture of her back and send it to Lord Nalan Yejue: "Son, this boy is so handsome...... If only my son had been so good......"

Nalan Nightlord: "......"

Mom, how can I reply to you with this?

However, looking down at the slender back in the photo, Nalan Yejue squinted.

Despite being men's and despite the unfamiliar name of the band, he captures a touch of familiarity.

(End of chapter)