Unprepared for attacking wife

Chapter 143 You Are First Love, Unfinished Beauty

After successfully meeting Mr. Kuntuo, Kapok will have a rehearsal that day. Mr. Kuntuo's new song, as an additional repertoire, is scheduled to be the finale.

Kapok sat in the auditorium of the concert hall and watched the whole process.From "Lohengrin", "Rhapsody in Blue" to "Carmen", Kapok can no longer describe the shock in his heart!On the spot, I felt what is called an international standard and what is called a master-level performance!Even though I told myself to enjoy the stage, psychological pressure was unavoidable.

Mr. Kuntuo’s solo and ensemble rehearsals were all over. He said goodbye to the members of the orchestra, and ordered his assistants and staff to leave first. In the concert hall of Nuo Da, only he and Kapok were left.

Mr. Quinto stood on the stage and asked with a smile, "Little girl, are you ready?"

Mu Mian only hesitated for a moment, then he raised his index finger and said NO. His light brown pupils had a mysterious insight, and he asked her, "Do you remember the first time we met?"

Kapok nodded, and he smiled: "I said, you would rather believe that the fear in your heart is real than believe that music can help you forget."

Kapok looked at him with clean and bright eyes, "I remember." She said.

"So what about today?"

today?

Kapok was speechless.

This gray-haired old man stood on the stage illuminated by lights, like a god, more like a beam of light!It's not too dazzling, but it will envelop her with warmth.

"Know why I insist on inviting you to my concert?"

Kapok shook her head, she also wanted to know the answer.

Kunto sat on the stage very casually, his gaze was level with hers, "It's already amazing that you can keep silent about [-]% of the piece you've only listened to once. However, I like your courage even more." He smiled , said: "Perhaps, I am too old and need some fresh blood to enrich the unchanging colors in front of me. Although your performance is relatively rough, the way you put yourself into the music is very attractive to me."

Kunto stared into the distance, and slowly said: "I have always been pursuing the best, wanting to be close to perfection, but later found that I can no longer break through myself. Hey... This is really a sad thing. So , I turned down all the gigs and invitations, and embarked on a journey with my piano. I knew that if I didn't change, I would just die in the grave. Fortunately, I saw a lot of interesting things along the way and listened to There are a lot of beautiful melodies."

Looking at Kapok, he said with a smile: "This song 'Walk' was written during this period, and after that, I met you."

Mu Mian thought of the chance encounter at the airport, and Kunto sat leisurely and comfortably on the chair, playing his own music alone, with a contented expression as if he had received a gift from God.

He winked at Kapok, "You were the first to play it."

When Mu Mian heard this, she immediately shook her head: "Mr. Kuntuo should be the first one."

He gave another series of NO, and then said: "I am its creator and its father. When it grows up, it will choose a partner that suits him. Of course, it will meet all kinds of people. Every time it falls in love, Different sparks will be hit. But I believe that no matter how long it takes, it will always find a suitable one.”

Mu Mian was amused by his theory that he wanted to marry her son, and she said, "So, I am its first love?"

Kunto snapped his fingers, and his eyes began to light up, "That's right! First love is unpolished and unpolished beauty, and it's also the purest and most touching!"

Kapok tilted his head and thought for a while, but was actually conquered by his theory!

Kunto looked at her, "You are not the kind of professional cellist who practiced hard in the piano room every day, passed one exam after another, and won one award after another! You have experienced life, glimpsed life prematurely, and then You have just picked up your piano again... I think this is why your piano sound is so different and so moving."

It was the first time someone interpreted her music in such a detailed way. Although Mu Mian never thought that so many years of blankness would help her.But I can feel that the distance from the music seems to be closer...

Perhaps, as Mr. Quinto said, her understanding of music comes from her experience.

Kunto stretched out his hand to her at this time, with a gentleman's charming smile, he said: "Remember, you are its first love, it belongs to you, it is enough to show the real you! Now, let me Listen to your piano."

With a regained confident smile, Kapok grabbed his outstretched hand...

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On the day of the concert, there were no empty seats.

Under the circumstances that holding a solo concert in China would risk the upside down, Quinto is indeed a very appealing international cellist.

When Mu Mian received a call from Xun Lang, he found out that he, the teacher and Xiao Fang had managed to buy the tickets through their connections, and then rushed to the concert hall to cheer for her without telling her!Kapok was so moved that he really wanted to rush out and give each of them a hug!
The stylist was sorting out the details for Ang Tuo. He looked sideways at Kapok, perhaps to help her relieve her nervousness. He jokingly asked, "Oh, by the way, where is that man?"

Mu Mian immediately understood that what he was asking must be Lian Qinghe, she lowered her eyes subconsciously, her beautiful high-heeled shoes were kicking the legs of the chair, and said, "He is on a business trip in Singapore, so he can't watch my performance."

Quinto let out a deep and magnetic laugh: "He is an excellent man, and you have a good vision."

Hearing the master praise Lian Qinghe, Kapok's delicate cheeks instantly glowed with a thin layer of dazzling luster.She leaned close to Quinto's ear, stood on tiptoe and whispered, "Actually, he has good eyesight."

Quinto smiled happily, "Honey, that's true."

Soon, Quinto walked onto the stage, and the audience applauded.

Mu Mian stood in the background, looking at Kun Tuo on the stage, his eyes closely followed his piano.

At this time, the mobile phone in the handbag rang.

She turned around and took it out. When she saw the incoming call, surprise flashed across her eyes.

"Sorry, I can't listen to your performance." Lian Qinghe said apologetically on the other end of the phone, "Although, I really want to appear in front of you right now."

Kapok sat down, "I asked Xun Lang to take a video and pass it on to you, and I will try my best to make him take a better picture of me!"

He smiled lowly and said, "Okay."

Her warm and soothing voice came through the receiver, "Mr. Quinto said you are excellent."

After hearing this, Lian Qinghe said decisively: "From now on, I will be his loyal fan, and I will join his global support club as soon as possible." After a pause, he said seriously: "The kind that pays dues on time .”

Mu Mian kept laughing, without a trace of nervousness, and he felt relieved when he heard her laughter.He said: "Later you may have to stand under a magnifying glass and be inspected by countless pairs of eyes, just remember..."

Kapok continued flatly: "You are my audience."

He smiled: "It's not bad, I haven't forgotten what I said."

At this time, a clear voice came from the other end: "Qinghe? Are you ready? We should go."

Hearing this sound, Kapok froze.

Liang Kunjing?
She also returned to Singapore?
Although there were a series of questions, Kapok suppressed all the doubts and said to him: "Go and do your work, don't worry about me, I'm going to go on stage too."

Lian Qinghe seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just said: "I will give you a call."

"it is good."

His phone hung up.

Mu Mian held the phone for a long while, and didn't waste too much time analyzing the situation just now. She began to make the final preparations for the upcoming cooperation stage.

After a long wait, finally came the encore, a song "Walk" written by Quinto himself.As early as in the previously exposed video, the song has received a lot of attention.This time, Quinto joined hands with the oriental girl in the video to bring the ensemble, which can be said to have attracted much attention.The critics sitting in the audience also stared wide-eyed.

Yang Hao was so nervous that his palms were sweating, he took off his glasses, wiped them, put them on again, took them off, put them on again... several times, but he couldn't appease his heart that was about to jump out of his chest!
Xun Lang couldn't help grabbing Xiaofang's hand, "Come out soon! The kapok is coming out soon! I'm so nervous! What should I do? I'm even more nervous than participating in the competition myself!"

Xiao Fang gritted his teeth in pain, "Is it your hand to play the piano that you can touch casually? Brat, let go of my noble hand!"

At this time, amidst the applause, Kapok stepped onto the stage, and as soon as the Si style in his hand appeared, it attracted the attention of many professionals in the audience.

After gently embracing Kunto, Kapok sat down calmly.

On stage, her only language is her piano sound.

Taking a deep breath, she adjusted her posture and raised her bow...

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In the meeting room, a boring meeting is going on.

Lian Qinghe raised his wrist, glanced at the antique watch on his wrist, checked the time, and knew that it should be almost there.

Glancing at Vice President Qi who was still presiding there, he stood up, "Sorry, Vice President Qi, I want to interrupt."

Vice President Qi looked up, saw him, and asked calmly: "Qinghe, do you have any questions?"

Lian Qinghe nodded, "I want to apply for a 5-minute break."

Vice President Qi: "..."

Lian Qinghe left his seat, walked to the giant TV in front of the conference room, turned it on, searched, and tuned the TV.

Everyone looked at him curiously, and following his movements, they all focused on the TV.There are speculations, could it be that they have an idea to solve this crisis?

Liang Kunjing was also staring at him, also curious about his actions.This made her feel a little frustrated. After being together day and night for so many days, not only did she not see through him, she even seemed to have lost her initial trust.

Finally found the correct channel, he smiled, and said in a low voice, "Fortunately on time". After returning to his seat, his black eyes were fixed on the delicate color in the screen.

The meeting room was silent, and everyone was paying attention. Since the hint has been given, the answer must be here!

(End of this chapter)