Bach's prelude slowly sounded on the stage, flowing out like water from a mountain...
Suddenly, the noisy venue suddenly became quiet.
"interesting."
Qi Mingye raised his eyebrows, glanced at the unconsciously quiet crowd, folded his hands on his shoulders, and stared at the red curtain that gradually retracted from the middle to both sides.
In the center of the stage, a woman in a white dress with long black hair was sitting quietly on the band stage.
In her hand, she held a cello and was slowly pulling the strings.
The melodious music, following the movements of her hands, overflowed from her fingers like quicksand...
"Bach's solo." Qi Xiangyang narrowed his evil eyes.
From the Prelude in the first part to the Alemand, Coulant, Sarabande, Minuet and the final Gig in the second part, the six unaccompanied suites are connected into one.
Perfect interpretation of the soloist's bowing technique.
From the brightness of G major, the sadness and intensity of D minor, the brilliance of C major, the solemn and opaque key of E flat major, the darkness of C minor, the dazzling brightness of D major...
It's like a huge scroll has been opened in front of you, unfolding everything recorded in time...
Bach's famous unaccompanied cello suites seemed to come alive in her hands, presenting an irresistible charm.
The person in the center of the stage, dressed in white, is as misty as clouds, elusive and out of reach...
"Boring..."
Drop the last note.
The venue suddenly fell into an extreme silence.
After a while, a burst of thunderous applause broke out from the first person.
"Su Liang! Su Liang! Su Liang..."
There were exclamations and screams one after another.
Qi Xiangyang raised the corners of his mouth, lowered the brim of his hat, and left the venue without waiting for the end of the recital.
Su Liang on the stage suddenly let out a breath, and the invisible pressure suddenly disappeared, just like the dark clouds gathering above her head suddenly dissipated.
She raised her head and glanced at the dark crowd under the stage, unable to see anything clearly...
He frowned slightly, and at the urging of the audience, he focused his attention on the cello again, and flicked his hand——
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"Little Lord."
The actor who was waiting at the back door of the car got out of the car first, stood respectfully on the back seat of the car, and reached out to open the door.
Qi Xiangyang didn't have time to change out of his school uniform. His stern handsome face was slightly hidden under his slightly longer hair. His cold aura was completely different from the gentle and handsome image in front of people during the day. Only the coldness in his eyes had not faded at all.
Sitting in the car, I half-closed my eyes, as if the cello performance I just heard was still ringing in my ears.
"Young Master, we have found the information about the girl from PUB." Ying picked up an information bag from the passenger seat and handed it to the back seat.
Qi Xiangyang glanced at him coldly, without moving his hands, and slightly opened his cold lips, "Su Liang, the daughter of Su Zhenyi, a business tycoon in the north of the city, the eldest lady of the Su family."
"Young Master already knows?" Ying lowered his eyes, "It's because my subordinates are not doing things well."
"The Su family and the Di family have always had business relationships. I heard that Mr. Su loves this daughter very much. The eldest young master of the Su family is also a sister-in-law. If he rashly touches the eldest daughter of the Su family, I am afraid that unnecessary people will be disturbed."
"Help me switch departments, I will handle this matter." Qi Xiangyang took out a typed application form from his bag and handed it to Ying on the driver's seat.
He closed his eyes lazily.
At the age of twenty, he is so indifferent that people dare not look directly at him.
