Can you take me away

Chapter 48

Mr. Wu is a pivotal figure in the classical music circle. He has led the orchestra many times to demonstrate the excellence of Chinese musical instruments on the international stage and spread the national style of art and culture.

The addition of Chiffon also made more people understand the quintessence of classical Chinese culture.

In the Ten Thousand People Theater, Qi Feng was preparing his musical instruments and music scores in the background.

Fang Cheng quietly asked: "Xiaofeng, are you really going to play the song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" for Mr. Cheng? I heard that the song really has a different meaning, and, I just asked the show, Cheng Yu seems to want to confess his love to you after you play "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix"." "

Xiaofeng, today is a live broadcast. In addition to the more than 10,000 people sitting in the theater, there are hundreds of thousands of people watching online. You won't really agree to Cheng Yu's confession, will you?"

Qi Feng flipped the music score over and said, "You said it too, so many people watched, I'm ashamed to save Mr. Cheng's face."

Fang Cheng dared not Believe it, he asked anxiously: "Then what about Pei Yan? You two just broke up like this?

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Just go find him. I won't leave you behind."

Sure enough, it was the master and servant of the previous life.

Even if he has no memory, Fang Cheng can still speak to Pei Yan and speak for him. It really upset him.

"Me!"

Fang Cheng blushed with anxiety: "Look at you saying this again, I did it for Pei Yan, I did it for you! I just don't understand, why do you like Cheng Yu so much? Just because Pei Yan is not the CEO of Donghai Investment now? You are not that kind of person."

Qi Feng glanced sideways at the open lounge door and said, "It has nothing to do with Pei Yan. I admire Cheng Yu, he is gentle and capable. Most importantly, he respects me. When did Pei Yan ever respect me?" Willing?"

Fang Cheng: ...

Indeed, Pei Yan always seemed to be fierce in the past. Every time he saw Pei Yan, he would be afraid.

"However, Pei Yan will definitely come to the theater to look for you again today. If he sees Mr. Cheng confessing to you, he has to set the whole theater up."

Qi Feng sneered: "If he wants to make trouble, the police will take him away. But If he really comes, I will promise Cheng Yu in front of him, and let him give up completely."

Outside, Cheng Yu had just arrived, and heard Qi Feng and Fang Cheng's words through the wooden wall.

He paused, stood outside and listened for a while, then knocked on the door with a smile, and said, "Qi Feng, did I bother you?" "Mr. Cheng .

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He hesitated a little shyly, "Cheng Yu, what I just said..." "

I heard it all, and I'm very happy."

Cheng Yu smiled, his eyes were like stars, "Actually, I'm also I'm quite nervous."

Qi Feng clasped his hands together uncomfortably, his face flushed: "Me too..."

Does this need to be confessed?

Isn't this already expressing their hearts to each other!

Fang Cheng stared at the twitching two people, feeling his teeth sour.

He always felt that something was wrong there, how could things change so quickly? Pei Yan is out just like that, Xiaofeng really likes Cheng Yu? !

As the performance time got closer, the band members who came backstage came to find Qi Feng for the final rehearsal.

Cheng Yu rubbed his nose and coughed lightly, pretending to be calm, "Qi Feng, get ready to play, I'll go say hello to the program crew." Qi Feng: "Well, Mr.

Cheng, you're busy."

Cheng Yu walked out Walking backstage to an empty aisle, his smiling eyes suddenly narrowed his eyes and asked the assistant behind him with a gloomy expression, "Is Pei Yan here?" The assistant replied solemnly, "On his way here

. If there is a ticket for the show, I will definitely find someone from the program team to come in. Now that the seats are full, the program team will only arrange seats for him over there." The assistant pointed to

a corner of the seat on the uppermost floor of the theater and said: " After watching the show, the seat channel will be automatically closed. Those who go in will not be able to get out. At that time, the tens of thousands of spectators will be in chaos, and no one will take care of him." Cheng Yu: "Make sure everything is safe." Assistant: "Understood

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Orchestra concert begins.

The thick black curtain was pulled back little by little, and the bright stage slowly appeared in the eyes of thousands of people sitting in the magnificent theater.

Rows of musicians sat on the bright and spacious stage. The male musicians are wearing Chinese-style long gowns, moon white, with black buttons, and bamboo leaf patterns embroidered on the skirts. The female musicians wore red cheongsams with blooming peonies on the skirts.

Each of them is holding a pipa, an erhu, or sitting in front of a guqin or a guzheng stand, or holding a bamboo flute, a gourd silk, a row of bronze chime bells are arranged on the left rear of the neat seats, and a rough big drum is set on the right rear. snare drum. The whole stage is full of ancient flavor and profound artistic conception.

At the front center is Qi Feng, the chief musician of the orchestra.

The bright light hit the boy's handsome and elegant face, and he was dressed in a moon-white knee-length robe that outlined his figure like green bamboo. On the rolled up black sleeves, an orchid grass was embroidered, and his slender, white hands hung down on the cuffs. .

After the supporter announced the scene, Mr. Wu stood on the podium with his back to the audience. The old artist slowly waved his arms, and a low and long flute ensemble sounded, gradually pulling the audience into the artistic conception of ancient music.

With the melodious and slow sound of Xiao Xiao, Qi Feng gradually raised his hands. His long and slender fingers were lifted up and gracefully placed on the strings of the guzheng. Played, suddenly amazed every audience present.

The ancient rhyme stage is so beautiful, and the boy playing the piano in the center of the stage seems to blend into the center of the stage, adding a sense of dignity and elegance to the gorgeous stage.

Everyone present held their breath and stared at the stage where the instruments intertwined, listened to the profound melody, and stared at the chief musician, Qi Feng, who was immersed in the performance. At this moment, many people looked at him, and it was difficult to follow him with a little artist who became popular because of his appearance and traffic, but a noble son who came out of the national style picture, a talented musician, and a man with extraordinary strength. Ancient instrument artist.

At the end of one song, the host appeared on the side of the stage and announced the next song without any rhetoric. Qi Feng's guzheng performance was also replaced by yueqin, and later by pipa.

Every performance sprints the audience's visual and auditory senses, shocks everyone's heart, and refreshes the perception of him. It turns out that Qi Feng knows so many musical instruments, and he can play each instrument so superbly.

Offstage, Cheng Yu's eyes were moist.

This is the man he never forgets and pursues hard. Even if his hands are stained with sin, he wants to take him as his own.

The last ensemble ended, and the deafening applause in the theater continued for a long time until the curtain was drawn. At the end of the ensemble performance, the program team specially arranged a guqin solo for the finale of Qifeng: "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix".

Cheng Yu tensed up amidst the applause.

The next song was "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" played by Qi Feng for him. No one knew that he had waited for two lifetimes for a moment.

When Qi Feng finished playing, it was the moment for him to confess, and Qi Feng would agree to him in front of Pei Yan who was watching the scene. Of course, it was also the last time Pei Yan could see Qi Feng.

Cheng Yu clenched his fists and looked sideways at a place above and behind the theater.

It was too far away for him to see.

But he knew that Pei Yan was at that place.

Behind the curtain, the musicians and staff quickly moved the instruments and cleaned up the scene. Several people brought a thick mahogany table and low chairs to the stage C. This is the position of Qi Feng's solo.

Taking advantage of this spare time, Fang Cheng ran over to massage Qi Feng's hands, and said pleasantly, "Xiaofeng, your performance just now was so wonderful, I got goosebumps when I heard it. I knew you could play many musical instruments, but I didn't expect you to play a lot of musical instruments." You can play so well in front of thousands of people, how did you do it?" "

I saw the comments in the online live broadcast room. Everyone was screaming, saying that you are too good. I believe that after today, your fans will recognize you again. You. Your artist career will also develop in the direction of a more advanced artist."

Qi Feng moved his tired and sore fingers, and asked him calmly, "Is Pei Yan here too?"

"How did you guess he came? He ..."

Fang Cheng paused, clicked his tongue and said, "Oh, he doesn't have an admission ticket. The program team arranged a seat for him because of his previous sponsorship. That seat was originally a musical theater. The lighting engineer used it to change the stage lighting. In fact, he can also watch the live broadcast on the Internet, probably because of you, he must come to the scene." In his words, he lamented

Pei Yan's persistence.

"Where to adjust the lights?"

Qi Feng frowned, "Is it at the top of the auditorium?"

Fang Cheng: "Yes, that seat has the clearest view of the stage, and the program group arranged him there for special treatment."

Qi Feng: "He Came alone?"

Fang Cheng: "He's not Mr. Pei now, and there's no driver, assistant secretary, who else can he bring."

Qi Feng suddenly panicked.

These days, Pei Yan and Cheng Yu are using public opinion around him.

He always thought that he guessed that Pei Yan and Cheng Yu were fighting openly and secretly, so he gradually approached Cheng Yu following the trend of public opinion. He even agreed to play "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" for Cheng Yu today.

He only intuitively believed that the public opinion was deliberately guided by Pei Yan, with the purpose of solving Cheng Yu. He also intuited what Pei Yan would do today.

But thinking about it the other way around, in today's situation, it is also possible that Cheng Yu used himself to lure Pei Yan step by step and force him to do something.

If this is the case, it is Pei Yan who is in danger today.

The stage was ready, Fang Cheng heard the voice in front of the curtain, and hurriedly whispered: "Xiaofeng, the host is starting to announce the curtain. You have to hold on to the finale solo, and I'll celebrate it for you when it's over!" Qi Feng thought in his

heart He nodded confusedly.

After a few seconds.

The heavy curtain slowly opened, and while the dazzling stage was presented to all the audience, the magnificent and spacious auditorium of the stepped theater was also clearly reflected in Qi Feng's eyes.

Qi Feng looked towards the top of the auditorium, where there was a protruding independent square room, which was exactly what Fang Cheng said about the space for the lighting engineer to adjust the lights.

That place was far away from the stage, Qi Feng could only see a standing figure inside, vaguely resembling Pei Yan.

The square room is the space extending from the theater wall, hanging in the sky, looking from a distance like a piece of toast that can fall at any time.

The uneasiness in Qi Feng's heart increased again.

Is today's situation guided by Pei Yan, or carefully arranged by Cheng Yu?

Could Pei Yan have already fallen for Cheng Yu?

The host announced cheerfully: "...Next, we will invite Qi Feng, the chief musician of the orchestra, to play our thousand-year swan song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" for everyone..."

Qi Feng put his hands on the strings Come on, take a deep breath and stabilize your mind. Now he can only believe that Pei Yan is better than Cheng Yu, and today's situation is Cheng Yu led by Pei Yan.

It's not that Pei Yan fell into Cheng Yu's trap.

Cheng Yu, who was sitting in the VIP audience seat, was so nervous that his palms were sweating and his heart was pounding.

Qi Feng is about to play "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" for him, and he will go on stage to confess his love after the end. Later, a light above the stage will suddenly catch fire, causing panic.

There are only a few minutes left before he realizes his dream of two lifetimes.

"Qi Feng, hurry up..."

He couldn't help talking to himself, as if he could vent the tension in his heart.

The elegant boy on the stage raised his wrist and pressed his fingers on the strings. Tens of thousands of people in the theater waited with bated breath for the boy's soft melody. The vast theater was so quiet that there was no sound.

Just when the boy's fingertips hooked on the brown strings, suddenly a loud bang of "Peng" sounded over the theater. Everyone screamed in panic.

Guqin was shaken and fell to the ground.

Qi Feng's hands trembled suddenly, and he suddenly looked towards the place where the explosion sounded.

Exactly there. It was the lighting adjustment room where Pei Yan stayed alone.

The suspended squares were filled with flames, and thick smoke billowed continuously from inside, pouring into the auditorium below.

"Pei Yan!"

Qi Feng stopped breathing and stood up uncontrollably. He walked a few steps on the stage as if he wanted to run over.

But he soon realized that he simply couldn't make it through. That place can only be reached through the staff-only passage inside the theater.

Is this Cheng Yu's plan? Deliberately creating an accident to kill Pei Yan? Why did Cheng Yu do this!

Will Pei Yan die?

Qi Feng's whole body was cold, his mind went blank, and a strong sense of fear swept his whole body.

In the audience, everyone screamed in panic, and in the audience fleeing around, Cheng Yu was alone with trembling hands and constricted pupils.

what happened?

Why was the fire earlier than he had scheduled? !

Did his people get the time wrong?

also good.

Cheng Yu looked up at the place where the smoke was billowing, his eyes were cold and vicious: It would be good if he died a few minutes earlier.

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