Unprepared for attacking wife

Chapter 181 The story has a beginning, but no end
Everyone is ready, just waiting for today's protagonist - Xing.

Wanyan took a deep breath, cheered herself up, and then she was about to go on stage.

At this moment, someone behind her patted her on the shoulder, and when she turned around, she was suddenly stunned.

Mu Mian smiled at her, without saying a word, went straight past her, took her cello, and walked onto the stage.

Looking at her back, she is alone, neither startled nor disturbed, with a bright but not dazzling light, whether she is the much-anticipated "star" or the much criticized Shang kapok, she takes it easy, her figure is tall and straight , Looking at the sky, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing.

The audience applauded everywhere, and with Duan Ziyu's encouraging smile, Kapok stepped onto the stage under the starry sky step by step.

Although Wanyan is unwilling to admit it, the kapok at this time is a bright star, with no other distractions, so she is elegant.

As the music of "Missing" sounded, Mu Mian closed her eyes. It was her exhausting all her emotions to record that time.

Just six months of love is her whole life.

When she played the first note, the memory was surging and surging, and she could only cry out alone under the starry sky.She knew what she had missed, and she knew that her escape was hurting him severely.

At that moment, she burst into tears.

Not seeing, it's not that I don't want to see, but I'm afraid of the last moment of farewell, so it's better not to see.

Love to the extreme, insignificant to the dust, not daring to stand by his side, no matter how much it hurts, she is fearless... She despises such a self.She should go on, relying on his love, she is confident, facing doubts around her, she will proudly tell them that she loves so selfishly!

Kapok's qin has always been magical, except that the Si-style qin she uses has a near-perfect tone, and more importantly, she is like a storyteller, awakening the sonata deep in your soul.Just today, she is showing the world the real kapok, without too much halo, just a light——

A gaze that was always watching her.

After the performance of "Not Seeing", the scene was silent for two seconds, and there was thunderous applause.

Yang Hao stood up excitedly, wishing to tell everyone that this is the most proud student he has ever taught in his life!She may not be perfect, but she is unique!
Xun Lang was in a trance for a long time before he slowly came back to his senses. He raised his hand to touch his cheek, only to realize that he was crying...not because of Mian, but because of her music!

Fu's mother quietly wiped her eyes with a tissue, and said with a smile, "It's the first time I've listened to Kapok's piano. I didn't expect it to be so good."

Yun Yi proudly said: "Of course! Kapok is a genius!"

Looking at the woman on the stage, she is not the most dazzling, but she is radiant.Just as she can walk up quietly, she can also turn around with her unfinished story in the midst of praise.But Prasad could clearly see the anxiety in her eyes!

She was startled, as if she understood something, and then smiled reassuringly at the girl on the stage, but the corners of her eyes were wet.

At this moment, her husband asked curiously, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

Prasad shook his head, "I'm not crying, just happy."

He looked at her, still not understanding.

Throughout the concert, Kapok put all his efforts into it, and his cooperation with the orchestra was also a tacit understanding. The upward curve of Duan Ziyu's mouth was also slowly spreading.

The last note left the strings and was still reverberating in the air. The audience in the audience stood up and gave warm applause.

Mu Mian exhaled, stood up, bowed to everyone, then went to Duan Ziyu, hugged him tightly, and said, "Thank you."

The meaning of life is different, not necessarily her cello, not necessarily her life where she no longer feels inferior, but she is grateful to everyone who reached out to her along the way, they helped her pick up the broken bits.

Duan Ziyu patted her head and smiled: "Your relatives will be proud of you."

Kapok raised her head and looked at the starry sky above the concert hall. She believed that her father must be watching her there.

The audience started calling for Encore, Duan Ziyu raised his eyebrows lightly, "Your audience is waiting for you."

After three consecutive encores, the enthusiasm of the audience has not diminished, so Kapok simply pulled Wanyan over and played a piece of "The Ecstasy Of Gold" by master Ennio Morricone with her.Wanyan was a little hesitant. Kapok should have listened to her pull it randomly once during practice, and the two of them had never cooperated at all.But Kapok obviously didn't care, either she was too confident or too irresponsible.

Kapok signaled that she would keep up with her rhythm, Wanyan had no choice but to bite the bullet and cooperate. Who made her the protagonist today?But gradually, Wanyan turned her attention to Kapok, and her pitch control was surprisingly good. As they entered the climax, the cooperation between the two became more and more tacit.The audience in the audience was mobilized at the same time, and the applause lasted for a long time.

As if she had been released, Wanyan began to give up her gorgeous and rigorous skills, and could not help but be infected by the kapok, which tempted her to continuously invest her emotions, gradually becoming high-pitched and passionate.Duan Ziyu's command rhythm is very well grasped, the voice prompts are precise, and the control ability is excellent. He led the string orchestra to perform the melody of "The Ecstasy Of Gold" with ups and downs, which is exciting.

At the end of the performance, Wan Yan, who was used to applause, was already numb.But today, she couldn't get away from the full emotion just now for a long time.The passion gushing from the bottom of her heart reminded her of the time when she first learned the cello.Even just a few words of affirmation from the teacher can make her happy for a long time...

She pursed her lips, the emotion surging in her eyes trembled slightly when she touched the mist in her eyes.Turning to look at Kapok, her eyes are still calm and calm, that is experience.

Wanyan remembered the game that decided their lives, and when she learned the reason for Kapok's defeat, she sneered indifferently.To win is to win, to lose is to lose, this is the stage and the arena, there is no reason to speak.

But fate is a master of tricks, always by surprise.So, from playing kapok's music to now standing on the stage and making green leaves for her, everything seems to be back to the original point, but it is different.

It turns out that it is experience, growth, and mirror.

In the encore sound over and over again, Duan Ziyu and Kapok had a brief exchange, and decided to end with the song "No See" again.

The audience, swimming under the starry sky, gradually stabilized their emotions in the low and melodious melody of the cello.Once again, the difference between the beginning and the end lies in the depth of parting, and I finally understand that if I don’t see you, it’s not because I don’t want to see you.

Mu Mian closed her eyes, and from the moment the piano sounded, her trembling heart was sent to a steep height. Looking at the world, she finally only saw herself in the dust.

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Outside the music hall, a black Mercedes-Benz slowly stopped.

The car door was pushed open, and a cane fell to the ground.

A tall and straight figure appeared at the gate of the magnificent music hall.

Someone pushed the door open, followed by the rise and fall of the cane, and the shiny leather shoes fell step by step, moving forward slowly.

Everyone was intoxicated by the melody of "Unseen", and did not notice the man who was walking along the red carpet with his characteristic slow rhythm.

While sniffing, Yun Yi secretly took pictures of Kapok with her mobile phone.

She lowered her head to look at the photo, and just when she looked up, a black figure passed by, she was stunned, turned to look at him, her eyes froze for an instant.In the next second, Yun Yi opened his mouth, but did not make a sound. Tears welled up all of a sudden, and he was so excited that he covered his face and cried...

Xun Lang looked at the people passing by in shock, and after realizing it, he immediately called Yang Hao, "Professor! Professor—"

The kapok in the center of the stage, dressed in a wine-red evening dress, is as graceful as a blooming kapok, delicate, fragrant, and independent from the world.

This song seems to last as long as a lifetime.

The bow hangs down, and the cello pendant on the wrist shakes slightly.She lowered her head, and her wet-stained face was reflected on the bare floor.

She tells a story to everyone with the sound of the piano. The story has a beginning and no end.

Amid the prolonged applause, she slowly raised her head...

(End of this chapter)