"Of course you lied to me!" Moser finally let go of Ning Xin. Ning Xin immediately spoke when she got the chance to speak...
Before Moser could speak, Ning Xin continued: "You and Miko actually know each other! You know the little prince, why didn't you tell me?"
Little Prince is the nickname given to miko by fans and people who love his music!
"Little prince?" Moser felt resentful about this title. Even if he and miko had been friends and besties for many years, he couldn't tolerate his darling calling him that! Absolutely not!
"Don't call that scoundrel like that!" Moser rejected the title again. He is obviously a scoundrel...and such a bastard, yet he is now respectfully called a prince by fans and those who love him, and he is still a little prince!
"Ruffian?" The violin is an elegant art, how can the person playing the violin be a ruffian?
"Yes, he is a ruffian by nature." Moser said in Ning Xin's ear. In order to protect the reputation of his friend, it is better not to reveal his background!
"In short, don't call him little prince!" Moser was overbearing again!
Ning Xin pursed her pink lips: "Then why did you lie to me? You obviously know miko! It's not surprising that you got the ticket!"
"Honey, this ticket has nothing to do with that ruffian!" Moser immediately clarified.
"Tsk tsk..." Ning Xin said nothing more because she believed Mosze.
This concert gradually came to an end amidst expectations and cheers...
"Well - I really haven't finished it yet!" Ning Xin stretched out and looked at Mosze with her beautiful eyes.
There were a lot of discussions around, and the most common thing was that everyone was reluctant to let the concert end so soon. The three hours passed so quickly!
"If you like it, I will take you to wherever he gives a concert! Huh?" Moser touched Ning Xin's hair and put his arms around her slender waist.
"Okay!" Ning Xin smiled sweetly and agreed readily.
"Go backstage. Just now miko asked me to go backstage to find him and take you with me." Moser took Ning Xin's little hand and entered the backstage under the guidance of miko's manager.
Even the decoration and layout of the backstage lounge are like a five-star presidential suite, fully equipped and very stylish!
"Hey!" Miko lay on the big bed. He waved to Moser with some difficulty, "You're here."
"So tired?" Moser carried Ning Xin and walked into the leather sofa.
"Of course, I am disabled!" Miko is such a person. At this moment, his image of a prince has completely disappeared...
"Where are you going next?" Moser put the keys of the Bugatti Veyron sports car on the coffee table and asked miko.
Miko waved his hand again, indicating that he didn't know, then turned his head and shouted outside: "Assistant, take a look at my schedule!"
Three seconds later, the assistant opened the door and said politely: "Little Prince, your next concert will be in London, England in one month."
Miko made an OK gesture, and after about three seconds, the assistant quickly disappeared into the lounge.
"Why are you suddenly interested in my itinerary?" Miko knew that Moser had always been a deaf person.
"Because my baby likes your playing very much!" For Ning Xin's sake, he had to ask about his schedule.
"I didn't expect to see you at a concert in City T, and you were so capable that I got a seat in the center of the first row. Mr. Ze is Mr. Ze!" miko sighed, as if he had a profound enlightenment...