Zheng Wang

In the morning of the next day, the Chinese Orchestra gathered for the last on-site rehearsal.

Gu Yan deliberately went to the scene, waited in the lounge, and chatted with Guan Zan while the guzheng solo was over.Coming back with Guan Zan was the erhu who was in charge of the accompaniment. The girl used to be Gu Fan’s partner, and they were very familiar with each other. I found an excuse to change places to rest.

According to the arrangement of the repertoire, the beginning and the end of the performance are performed by the orchestra, and in the middle are the solo performances of various instruments. The guzheng plays first, so there is still a lot of time before the final performance.

Gu Yan's throat was inflamed and he couldn't speak. Guan Zan thoughtfully fetched water for him, mixed hot and cold water, and handed it to him after testing the temperature.

"Brother, I'm actually quite embarrassed." Guan Zan said, "There is always a feeling that... I have taken your spot."

Gu Wen took a sip of warm water, looked at Guan Zan with a smile all the time, and finally said lightly: "It's nothing, it's just that I'm unlucky, and the person who takes over as the chief is you, so it's not a waste of money. The teacher came to look for me last night, and he should be very satisfied with what he meant, if you really feel sorry, then behave well and try to secure the position of chief for once."

Guan Zan nodded solemnly, and said with a smile, "Thank you, brother, I will definitely fight for it."

At seven o'clock in the evening, the admission to the concert ended, and the entire golden hall was packed.

Yangyin's folk orchestra has a huge lineup, more than many large domestic orchestras, with hundreds of people.In order to reflect the traditional Chinese culture in this performance, the school leaders decided to abandon the cello and double bass in the troupe and replace them with Gehu and Bei Gehu. In this way, the orchestra as a whole is composed of national musical instruments, which will be more suitable for cultural output. subject.

At 07:30 in the evening, the performance officially began, and the ensemble "Spring", "Summer", "Autumn" and "Winter" by Mr. Lu Lianghui was used as the opening piece.

It is cold and rainy in Vienna tonight, but the Golden Hall seems to be full of sunshine.

The guzheng solo was arranged in the second place in the program, and the ensemble ended, and the rest of the instruments left in an orderly manner, leaving only one zither and one erhu.Guan Zan sat in the center of the resplendent stage, the improved Chinese shirt on his body was dazzled by the light. In a short while, the quiet and clear timbre of the guzheng flowed out, the melodious fisherman's song, and the night was ethereal and moving.

This scene was broadcast live by several domestic and foreign media at the same time, and the high-definition live photos were immediately posted on major social media.

A senior critic known for his poisonous tongue on Weibo took the lead in commenting that the young man playing the guzheng in the golden hall was too sharp, and his understanding of "Fishing Boat Singing Evening" hadn't gone deep into the essence. The flow is flowing on the fingers, and the performance is not "Fishing Boat Sings Evening", but "Fishing Boat Fighting Typhoon".He also joked that if the sound of the piano could kill people, the group of foreigners who didn't understand anything would have died several times, which is far from perfection.

Under the skin of this person is an old-fashioned old man who insists on tradition. He used to teach in the folk music department of Central Music, but later he couldn't stand the reform of folk music and resigned angrily.

The old critic's words are sharp and his mouth is not forgiving, which has attracted a lot of black fans, hurt each other, and never tire of it.

However, the black fans found that the old man seemed to be a little different this time, because although he was negating the whole article and picking bones as always, he used the word "perfection".And at the end of the long Weibo, the old man rarely expressed emotion, saying that this young man reminded him of a student he taught.

Inside the door to see the door, the layman to watch the fun.

In recent years, the success of commercial hype has attracted a large number of fans who love ancient styles to the newcomer Xiao Xianrou in the folk music circle, so fans feel that the little brother at the concert not only plays the music well, but also looks very good-looking, In the entertainment industry, you can make your debut directly!

Guan Zan didn't know that he had gained a lot of fans, and when he went back to the lounge to touch up his makeup, he kept thinking about the performance just now.He was quite satisfied with his performance. When he left the stage, he met Ke Jinxi backstage. Professor Ke knew that he was in a good mood. When they met each other, the other smiled and nodded at him.

The performance continued later, and everything went in an orderly manner.

In the end, the whole Chinese orchestra took the stage again and closed with "Harvest Festival" and "Donghai Fisherman's Song".

The audience applauded.

As soon as Guan Zan stepped off the stage, he received a call from Ke Su.The old man was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear when he spoke, but his voice was a little hoarse, with a bit of inconspicuous crying sound.Affected by this, Guan Zan's eyes were also a little sore. He deliberately slowed down and walked behind, patiently talking with the teacher and listening to him comment on his performance in time.Ke Su is a very willful and stubborn person, his caring is extremely paranoid, he can't say anything bad to Guan Zan, he just wants to praise his little apprentice to the sky, and tell everyone that Guan Zan is the best!

The closer to the lounge, the louder the noise. The performance ended successfully, and the students were very excited.

Guan Zan was worried that he would not be able to hear the teacher's voice if he walked forward, so he stopped behind a curtain and waited until the phone call was over before going out.As a result, as soon as he lifted the curtain, he saw Ke Jinxi waiting outside. Professor Ke asked, "Is the teacher calling?"

"Yeah." Guan Zan pursed his lips and smiled, "The teacher watched the whole live broadcast and called as soon as it was over."

"Your performance is so good, he must be happy." Ke Jinxi said, "Congratulations."

Guan Zan felt a little embarrassed, stayed silent for a while, and asked, "Is there anything Senior Sister can do for me?"

"I have nothing to look for you." Ke Jinxi smiled pretentiously, "But someone asked me to call you over, so I'm here." After she finished speaking, she turned and turned into the adjacent corridor without looking back: "Come here .”

Guan Zan originally thought about calling Ke Jinrui, but now that something happened, he had to give up this idea for the time being.

Ke Jinxi took him to a side door of the golden hall, which was the employee passageway, and the audience hadn't finished leaving yet, and there was no one else in this place.

It was raining outside, and the winter in Vienna was wet and cold. Guan Zan was still wearing a thin performance costume, and he could feel the biting winter rain when he walked to the door.Ke Jinxi stopped by the door, turned his head and told Guan Zan: "I still have things to deal with later, the regiment will help you ask for leave, remember enough is enough, don't toss yourself and catch a cold."

Guan Zan: "???"

Guan Zan didn't understand what she meant at all, so he watched Professor Ke turn and leave.

At this time, there is a vibration sound.

Guan Zan took out his mobile phone, and the moment he saw the caller, he immediately rolled his eyes with a smile, and quickly picked up the phone.

There was a strange "bang bang" sound in the earpiece, but it was very quiet. Guan Zan vaguely noticed something strange, but he didn't know where it was, so he just asked, "Did you watch my performance?"

Ke Jinrui's voice was low, and the end of Ranxiao looked extra sexy. He said, "No."

Guan Zan was disappointed when he heard the words, thinking that it might be due to the time difference between Vienna and New York, he couldn't help but silently calculate in his heart.But before he could figure anything out, Ke Jinrui said again: "The tickets are sold out, and my sister doesn't agree to let me in as a performer, so I can only wait at the back door, isn't it pitiful?"

Guan Zan was stunned, and after a brief silence, he walked quickly a few steps and suddenly pushed open the half-closed door in front of him.

In an instant, the real rain and the sound in the earpiece overlapped, and the damp water vapor rushed towards the face, scrambling to get into the gap of the shirt.Guan Zan even forgot to breathe, staring at the man not far away without blinking.

Ke Jinrui held up a long-handled black umbrella, and the hem of the windbreaker was wet. Obviously, the waiting time was not short.With his back facing the direction of the back door, he still held his mobile phone, without turning around to look at it.

Guan Zan breathed lightly, and his eye sockets turned red uncontrollably.

He suddenly felt that Ke Jinrui was really good. It rained twice, talked on the phone twice, and met unexpectedly twice, all when he was alone and missed him the most.His existence is like a kind of destiny, which can save him from the desperate situation covered in injuries, and can also lead him back to peace from the radiant peak.

Guan Zan didn't know how to describe his current mood, he subconsciously bent the corners of his mouth, but before he could smile, tears fell down first.

Ke Jinrui turned to look at him, and sighed helplessly: "You are so sad when you see me, why are you still crying?"

Guan Zan took a low breath, stuffed the phone back into his trouser pocket, and ran into the rain.Ke Jinrui hung up the phone with ease, put away his phone, and hugged Guan Zan.Guan Zan threw himself into his arms, wrapped his arms around the back of his neck, and raised his head to kiss Ke Jinrui's lips fiercely.

Behind the cold rain is boundless heat, the longing and joy of reunion after a long absence.Especially in a foreign country, late at night in winter, there is nothing more unexpected and joyful than seeing the person you have been thinking about day and night behind a door.