I hope Cheng likes it
Cheng Ma's piano solo is always hard to find.
Located in the largest concert hall in J City, at 6 o'clock in the evening, a long-awaited piano recital will be presented.
Cheng Maki sat in his personal dressing room, in the mirror in front of him, he had already changed into a formal suit, he drooped his eyelids at this time, and let the hairstylist pull his hair.
The makeup artist said in a high-pitched voice next to him: "Artist Cheng, you're only in high school, stay up less late, look at your dark circles, which makes your fans see it, how distressed it is!" ”
The person he is doing with his makeup today is a pianist who has made a name for himself since he was young, and his talent and hard work have made it smooth for him all the way. The composition of his fans is also very strange, there are those who simply appreciate his musical talent, and there are also girlfriend fans who regard him as an idol, who is simply a national brother.
Cheng Maki didn't have any expression on his face.
The makeup artist gave him a puzzled look.
Cheng Mao is also strange, when he is in a good mood, he smiles at you so gently, very well-behaved, and especially liked. But if he's in a bad mood, he won't take care of you. Besides, his appearance is already feminine, and when he purses his reddish lips, his eyebrows are full of anger.
Thinking that it was different from his character outside, the makeup artist shrugged helplessly, and when he entered this industry, he had long been accustomed to these people.
Today's piano recital is still full.
The top-notch lighting, the retro concert hall, and the Steinway piano that has only been brought back today are enough to show the importance he attaches to him as a pianist.
As soon as he appeared, the audience erupted in thunderous applause, which did not stop until he sat calmly on the piano bench.
His fingers seemed to catch the light, and slowly landed on the black and white keys.
Cheng Maki lowered his eyes.
His favorite thing in his life should be playing the piano.
Even though he had talent, he insisted on practicing the piano for eight to ten hours a day, sometimes even without sleeping, and practiced in the middle of the night.
Only he knows the suffering.
A while ago, he also practiced the piano until his little finger bleed, and his heart hurt.
Others say that his hands are naturally suitable for playing the piano.
His mother said the same thing.
He was not a few years old at the time, and when he showed a little piano talent, his mother picked him up and put him on her lap, and gently caressed his little baby-fat hands with her hands, which were not even slightly veined.
Her beautiful lips were above the top of his head, and a laugh slowly came, "My little Maki will definitely be a great pianist in the future, and when the time comes, will you use these hands to play to your mother every day?" ”
His mother was the most beautiful and elegant woman he had ever seen. If he couldn't see her at home, he would noisily ask the maid to turn on the TV series, and he would always see his mother's beautiful figure on TV.
The woman's hands are more dexterous than his, her hands on various musical instruments will produce great magic, and her natural singing voice, his musical enlightenment may come from this elegant woman.
However, he watched with his own eyes that the hands that had touched him gradually became thinner and thinner, like dry dry wood, and looked at the wrinkles on them that were so thin that they appeared like old men, and the blue blood vessels became more and more obvious, and he looked at the pinholes on them, and he did not save her mother in the end.
He didn't see the last side of his mother, all he saw was the white cloth covering his mother's face, and his father said that his mother's face before she died was too hideous for him to see.
All he could see was his mother lying on the cold hospital bed, his lifeless, completely dead hands sticking out of the white cloth, slightly falling into the air.
Later, his mother's hand became his nightmare and an indelible horror image of his childhood.
His mother's last wish was to see him become a first-class pianist.
Having lost his mother's love and longing for his mother's love, he was thin and small when he was a child, and when he was growing up, he had to grit his teeth every day and practice the piano for several hours.
He played and played, and wanted him to play the piano, so that the wind could send to heaven, and let his mother, who looked sick, also listen.
This bomb has bounced to the present.
The fingers danced on the keys, and by the end, the sound of the piano became calmer and calmer, like the waves passing by, and everything was calm and light.
In the last track, after playing the last note, Cheng Chen slowly raised his hand.
It was also at this moment that the scene broke out in applause again, this time more sensational, more deafening, and the concert hall clearly echoed these applause.
When Cheng Mao looked up, the gloom in his eyes had long since disappeared, and he re-revealed the pure smile familiar to the eyes of the world, and he got up and thanked him.
However, his gaze inadvertently swept over the second floor, and he seemed to see a familiar face.
He paused, as if uncertain, and raised his eyes again, and in the light, amber eyes searched for the figure on the second floor.
In just two seconds, he found it.
There is no other reason, but this woman's face is really eye-catching, this delicate and impeccable face swears the sovereignty of appearance everywhere.
If there is a metaphor in words, it is that in the darkness, she is the shining pearl in the dust.
The woman sat in the front row on the second floor, wearing a burgundy sundress, and was slowly clapping like the audience.
As if noticing his eyes, she looked at him, and then her eyes showed a cunning streamer like a little fox, she casually raised her hand and waved at him from a distance, very casually, so that she greeted him.
Seeing Jiang Chacha's face, the smile that was praised by fans as "first love" instantly stiffened on Cheng Ma's face.
His face was even uglier than eating.
speeches, and then the audience left the venue in an orderly manner.
When Cheng Mao came to the backstage, he saw that Jiang Chacha and the others really "used their private power" and came to him.
Jiang Chacha walked ahead, as if she didn't know that she was very annoyed, she pretended that nothing had happened, and beckoned to him again, she smiled, and her smile made the gloomy backstage environment instantly light up, "Classmate Cheng!" ”
Cheng Ma's footsteps paused, and then he slowly turned around and greeted her with a smile, "Long time no see, vice president." ”
"When I came to the neighborhood, I heard that you happened to hold a concert here, so I stopped by to listen to it, wash my ears, and congratulate Cheng on the success of his performance."
After Jiang Chacha finished speaking, his eyes gestured to Lin Xiaoxiao An Liuli behind him, and soon they handed him a very careful bouquet of flowers hidden behind him.
Jiang Chacha continued to laugh: "I hope Cheng likes it." ”
“……”
Cheng Ma's eyebrows twitched slightly, why did he think she had bad intentions and had other plans?
In front of the public, he had to stretch out his hand to take it, he coughed, his eyes flickered, and he acted very seriously, "Vice President, you are really good, ahem, you don't have to be so good to me......"
Jiang Chacha clasped her hands together and tilted her head, "You're welcome, since we haven't seen each other for a long time, we are all classmates, let's have dinner together." ”
Cheng Mao covered his lips and coughed again, his temperament was broken, as if he was sad because he rejected someone, he said: "Vice President, I also want to go, but unfortunately, I have another event to participate in later." ”
When he said this, he hooked a pale smile and cast an innocent and fragile look lightly, "I'm sorry, I also want to go out to dinner with you vice president......
Jiang Chacha's face showed a dark smile of triumph at this time.
"It turns out that Cheng is going to participate in the event, it's okay, can we go together?"
Cheng Mao seemed to be choked, coughing violently, coughing so much that a little tear flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he looked at her with red corners of his eyes.
It was not what he expected.
After Jiang Cha Cha finished speaking, the three pairs of eyes all looked at him expectantly.
Cheng Ma: ......
His heart hurt so much that every time he coughed, it hurt even more.
He bit his lip and drooped his thin white eyelids, and a dark look appeared in his eyes.
So that's what she's for?
This was followed by a fan feedback and appreciation event.
There are various mini-games on the spot, and fans can get different levels of prizes if they win.
And the most important thing in Cheng Ma's family is money, so each prize is very rich.
At this time, Jiang Chacha stood next to Cheng Mao very cheekily, while the other two little sisters stood behind her very tacitly, as if they were standing guards.
Because everyone on the activity side saw that this Miss Jiang was Cheng Ma's classmate, no one dared to drive her away.
So Cheng Maki fell into a gloomy depression here, his eyes were sad, and he helped his forehead like he had a headache, and he couldn't wait to pretend to be sick and leave here now.
But...... He still has to be responsible for the fans who have supported him for a long time.
Cheng Maki pursed his lips.
Jiang Cha Cha quickly looked at the list of prize catalogs.
She smacked her tongue, the Cheng family was really generous, so rich......
There are the latest iPhones, tens of thousands of dollars in cash, a piano, and travel awards worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.
It's really rich.
Can you share her a little?
Ginger Tea gritted its teeth.
Standing on the stage, Cheng Maki smiled softly at the fans, and soon, he saw Jiang Chacha approaching at a normal speed and approaching him.
"I said classmate Cheng, ......"
Cheng Maki showed a white lotus-standard smile, "Vice President, what's wrong?" ”
Jiang Chacha held the list of prizes in his hand, with a straight face, "Classmate Cheng, you listen to me and analyze with you." ”
Cheng Ma: .
"Look, most of your fans are female fans, I think there's one thing missing from the prize, I think at least a more feminine prize is needed, what do you think?"
Cheng Mao was annoyed by her quarrel, so she had to perfunctory without patience: "Hmm...... For example? ”
Jiang Cha Cha showed a strange smile.
"Classmate Cheng, what do you think of a necklace?"
Cheng Ma: ?
(End of chapter)