Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

After a long time, until a wave of applause echoed around him throughout the Grand Theater, Zhang Yang suddenly came back to his senses and realized that the musical had already ended.

The lights on the stage also turned on.

Everyone knows that after the musical ends, there will be interviews with the creative team. The creative team will come out to introduce their creative process and some short stories to everyone at this time. Sometimes they will also invite friends to come up and say a few words.

So even though the curtain call has come on stage, the audience is still sitting in their seats waiting for the follow-up interview.

Soon a young man with a round face walked up with cheerful steps.

He took the microphone and first thanked the people who had provided help to them, and then told two short stories about his creation.

Finally, he raised his hand and introduced the guests sitting in the first row.

"Today we also have a heavyweight guest coming to welcome the Viennese master."

There was a flood of applause from below.

A beam of light fell on the foreign man in the first row, and someone handed him a microphone.

But Nie Mi's peaceful mood was soon shattered by the blond and blue-eyed woman in the audience who spoke nonsense.

The man stood up lightly and walked towards the middle of the stage.

After all, he is coming to Beijing to perform, and according to the rules, he needs to find a respected celebrity to come up and say a few words. If he himself is not willing to go up, there is no reason to not allow others to find someone else.

Under the gaze of everyone.

Even at that moment, the creator had a vague feeling that what the young master said was what he wanted to hear, but he was put under the fire by the other party, so he had to nod his head.

"So you don't have a request. You want to play it live again with cello and piano. Would they mind?"

The main creator in the audience was holding the microphone with a stiff expression on his face, and then smiled. But so few people were watching, and the other person was a junior teacher with low morals and high respect. Even if we thought that the other person was insulting our performance, But it's also bad to regret it temporarily and say rejection.

Nie Mi didn't feel anything was wrong.

Nie Mi heard an unfamiliar male voice coming from the row in front of him saying: "Too bad, you can't hear the performance of the Vienna Junior Master. You are so lucky today."

Outside the small theater, few people were still confused about what to do in the audience.

"Actually, you think the cello would be better for their Hujiaqin part."

I had finished talking, and I just asked people first if they would mind.

Luo Gang frowned and said something for a long time, but then he turned his head and said something.

That kind of behavior itself is extremely polite.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes on the stage looked at us.

But not a large number of people have narrow vision and are patronizing and low-spirited.

Those who didn't have any clues could tell that the country's little music teacher behaved appropriately. He turned around and loudly discussed with the people around him whether the guest he invited for the finale was ruining the show.

When I went back to Vienna, I first praised the mediocre performance, praised the dance, and praised the lighting... When talking about the music itself, he changed his tone and said that he had no big regrets, and asked the creator if he could give me a chance to make up for his regrets. .

"certainly."

As soon as those words came out.

Luo Gang's face sank on the stage.

Everything is in harmony.

Because when the creator asked him if he wanted to go up, he declined.

It's insulting at the very least.

However, the people in the audience were very arrogant, as if they were invited to comment, and continued: "You are personally very impressed by their music score, which is beautifully written. It's not that the instruments played are right, such a beautiful thing was wasted. Sheet music.”