On the train to Haidu, Ye Jinglou sat by the window, quietly staring at the scenery outside the window.

The mountains and trees are constantly flying backwards, and the green that originally represented summer is gradually replaced by withered yellow.

On the other side of the aisle, there is a seat for six people.

The passengers sitting there were excitedly chatting about a certain topic.

"I heard that Mirotic will arrive in Haidu today! I'm so excited! ”

"Me too, I was finally able to meet my idol today, I don't know what it would be like to see him in person at the scene."

"Hahaha, it's sure to be an unforgettable memory!"

"I'm looking forward to it, I really want to hear him play live!"

It was three young girls who looked like they were still in college.

Their conversation always revolved around the pianist named Mirotic, and all three seemed to like his appearance.

Ye Jinglou still maintained the appearance of staring out the window.

However, when he heard the conversation between the three girls, he smiled to himself, and this smile was very faint, and it seemed to be mixed with a little memory of the past.

Mirotic, this world-famous pianist, is also the purpose of Ye Jinglou's visit to Haidu today.

In fact, he is not only a pianist, he is also a very good piano designer and builder.

He knows the structure of the piano very well, and he has an unrivalled unique perception of all kinds of timbres. He has always been able to create one-of-a-kind pianos. Constantly bring wonderful music to the world.

But he didn't design the piano all the time. His daily life is rich. Sometimes I am invited to various countries to play the piano, and sometimes I stay in my own home and enjoy life quietly.

When inspiration comes, he devotes himself wholeheartedly to the design and production of the piano. On average, he designs a new piano every year. And every year, this only piano is sold at auction houses for a high price.

Every time before the auction begins, he gives a public performance, playing on the new piano himself.

And this afternoon, this public performance will be held at the Haidu International Convention and Exhibition Center.

Tickets were sold out a few months ago.

Countless people who like piano, music, and Mirotic have inexplicably rushed here on this day.

However, the only difference between Ye Jinglou and them is his relationship with Mirotic, it can be said that he is not only Ye Jinglou's mentor, but also his good friend.

As early as many years ago, when Ye Jinglou was on a mission abroad, he accidentally met Mirotic, and by chance, he saved Mirotic.

Later, because both of them had a deep affection for the piano, from time to time, Ye Jinglou would visit him. Slowly, the relationship between the two became closer and closer.

Regarding the piano, Ye Jinglou's enlightenment teacher was his own mother, but the more advanced knowledge and skills that followed were basically taught to him by Mirotic himself.

Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that Ye Jinglou's piano level, even in the whole country, is definitely the top category.

It's just that he rarely shows these things.

This time, he came to Haidu, first, to meet Mirotic and chat and catch up. Second, he hopes to ask Mirotic to create a unique piano for Lin Xueyan.

The train continued to move forward.

In the carriage, some passengers are chatting, and some are listening to songs and sleeping.

At 12:34 p.m., the train arrived at Haidu Railway Station on time.

Ye Jinglou walked through the flow of people, left the train station, he chose a small shop at random, ate a simple meal, and then took a taxi to the International Convention and Exhibition Center. Pen in Chinese

The concert started at 2:30 p.m., and there are still more than an hour left.

Ye Jinglou chose a café nearby, and then drank coffee while watching the situation of the International Convention and Exhibition Center.

By two o'clock, the outside of the convention center was already full of people.

Everyone gathered in groups of three or five in various places, forming one small square after another.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Ye Jinglou drank the coffee, settled the bill, and walked out of the café.

His plan was simple: listen to Mirotic at the convention center, wait until the concert was over, go to him for a meal, and then talk about the piano.

I thought everything was going to go well.

But there will always be some small trouble that will find his head inexplicably.

The tickets for this concert were bought by Ye Jinglou and Luo Xiu a long time ago, and the location was also in the best row.

Of course, the tickets were genuine, and there were no security guards or anything like that to stop him.

He walked in with the crowd and found his seat.

As a result, less than ten minutes after sitting down, he saw two women and a man walking towards him.

Seeing them, Ye Jinglou's eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of helplessness.

There will always be such a coincidence in this world, right?

Among the two women and one man, Zhou Chuhan was at the forefront, and next to her, there was a very beautiful woman holding her affectionately. The two talked and laughed, and they seemed to have a good relationship.

And the man behind them was Lin Shaocheng, who had been repaired by Liu Zhan mercilessly before.

When Ye Jinglou saw them, Zhou Chuhan and Lin Shaocheng also discovered him.

It's just that the reactions of the two are very different.

Zhou Chuhan obviously didn't expect to meet Ye Jinglou here, and what was even more coincidental was that she and Ye Jinglou's location happened to be next to each other.

She thought it was amazing, but she didn't react too dramatically.

She still maintained her signature smile and looked at Ye Jinglou gently.

"Mr. Ye, it's such a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here."

"Hmm."

Ye Jinglou nodded and responded, which was a response.

Because his face was always expressionless, and his attitude towards Zhou Chuhan was quite cold.

So the beautiful woman holding Zhou Chuhan looked at him curiously, and then asked in a low voice, "Sister Chuhan, who is he?" It's so cold. ”

"It's no one, it's just a broken driver."

Without waiting for Zhou Chuhan to answer, Lin Shaocheng next to him sneered.

"Jiayi, you don't have to deal with him."

Lin Shaocheng said as he squinted his eyes with disdain.

"I don't know how he got in and got here."

Speaking of this, he said directly to Ye Jinglou: "Hey, the one who drives, have you seen your ticket clearly, this is the VIP area, each position has a specific number, don't sit wrong." ”