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200, Bill? John? Lauer? [Wan

"Fake... fake ticket?" Wan Min's heart skipped a beat, and he was completely confused: "You... you must have made a mistake, right? How could this be a fake ticket?"

The paralyzed male ticket inspector said nothing. He continued to take the ticket from Wan Min's hand, and then passed it through the scanning machine again and again.

"Beep!"

"Beep!"

"Beep!"

A red cross appears three times in a row.

Wan Min's face turned dark...

"Sister Wan, could it be that their ticketing department got the wrong tickets?" Xiao Xiaofang also couldn't understand this operation.

I thought it would be okay if the three tickets in my hand were fake, but Wan Min just paid for the art outright, and it didn’t look like he had bought fake tickets!

"Impossible? How is this possible?" Wan Min was also confused now. A black question mark appeared in his head: "I asked an acquaintance to buy the ticket for me. The original price was 3888. The acquaintance also gave me a 20% discount. Why?

Could it be a fake ticket?"

"You must have been deceived." Aunt Zhang said anxiously for Wan Min: "That acquaintance of yours must have bought the ticket from a scalper."

"Ah? What should I do? Then I can't get in?" Wan Min panicked, and then hurriedly urged: "You should try it quickly, don't buy fake tickets."

"Beep!"

"Beep!"

"Beep!"



Everyone's tickets pass through at once, and the display screen shows all green ticks.

"No problem." Aunt Wang said.

"There's no problem with mine either." Aunt Li also said.

Aunt Zhang stretched her head and looked at the display screen, and then said: "Mine is still fine."

Wan Min: "..."

What's the big deal?

How come everything is fine? Is it just you who has the problem?

Then Wan Min turned his attention to Xiao Xiaofang and Gu Chen and said, "You should try it quickly, it might be a fake ticket like me."

Before Xiao Xiaofang could reach out her hand, Wan Min took the lead, grabbed the ticket from Xiao Xiaofang's hand, and put it on the scanning machine.

"Beep!"

"Beep!"

"Beep!"

There are three more crisp beeps, and the display screen shows a green check mark.

"It's actually true?" Aunt Zhang was shocked.

"Giving away tickets worth more than 17,000 yuan at a time, this wandering artist is really rich." Aunt Wang also felt incredible.

Aunt Li clicked her tongue and said, "What can we do? There are so many people, and Wan Min asked an acquaintance to buy a fake ticket. Doesn't that mean he can't get in?"

Xiao Xiaofang looked around and imitated Wan Min's tone just now and said: "Sister Wan, look over there. The scalpers over there may still have some tickets. It's not too late for you to buy them now. Just be more expensive. Art is priceless after all."

price."

"Yes, Wan Min, this is all we can do now. Just be more expensive."

"This time our sister organization is coming to the concert. You are the organizer. It is impossible for the organizer to be absent. Let's see if we can still buy tickets."

The aunts who had scolded Xiao Xiaofang with Wan Min just now also joined Xiao Xiaofang in helping.

Wan Min suddenly felt abandoned and marginalized.

Everyone, except myself, bought genuine tickets.

I asked an acquaintance to actually buy a fake ticket at a 20% discount. Thinking about it, I feel so embarrassed.

But as the organizer of this time, can I be absent? Obviously, I can't.

Gritting his teeth, Wan Min said: "You guys wait for me here, I'll be back as soon as I go."

After saying that, Wan Min had a cold face and walked directly towards a few scalpers nearby who were watching the show.

Several scalpers wearing peaked caps immediately pretended not to see it.

Then, there was a beep...

After haggling for five minutes, Wan Min finally moved to pay the scalper, then fiercely pulled the ticket from the scalper's hand and walked over with a pale face.

"Check the ticket." Wan Min handed the ticket to the paralyzed ticket inspector with a paralyzed face.

"Beep!"

"It's true this time, let's go in," said the middle-aged male ticket inspector with a paralyzed face.

Wan Min walked into the Grand Theater first without saying anything.

Everyone looked at each other and quickly followed him.

"Wanmin Wanmin, what ticket did you buy?" Aunt Zhang, who likes gossip, ran over and took the ticket from Wanmin's hand to check: "888? The ticket in the last row, how much did you spend?"

"Add 5 in front." Wan Min said with despair.

"Oh my god, you spent the most expensive money to buy the cheapest tickets?" Aunt Li almost screamed and quickly covered her mouth: "5888, this scalper is so cruel."

Aunt Li also came over to comfort her: "Forget it Wan Min, you will learn a lesson. Next time we will settle the score with that acquaintance, and the sisters will support you."

"Yes, Wan Min. Isn't it just a top-notch violin concert? Anyway, you are listening to it in the Grand Theater. Isn't it the same if you sit in the front row or in the back row? You can listen to it live." Aunt Wang also patted Wan Min on the shoulder.

Let her not take it to heart.

At this time, Gu Chen came over and said, "Aunt Wan, why don't we exchange tickets? I'll sit at the back, and you sit with my mom and dad, how about that?"

"Thank you, Gu Chen." Wan Min waved his hand directly and refused: "You don't have to be so polite. It's quite noisy sitting in the front. It's great to sit in the back. It's condescending. I think this position is very good."

Gu Chen knew that Wan Min was comforting himself...

But even if Wan Min was really allowed to sit next to Xiao Xiaofang, she would feel a little embarrassed.

After all, what I just said to scold Xiao Xiaofang was a righteous statement, and it simply occupied the moral high ground.

As the saying goes, you never know which one will come first, tomorrow or the accident.

Who can say clearly about this kind of thing?

Gu Chen ran to the canteen inside the theater and bought a lot of drinks for these aunts. Then he took Xiao Xiaofang and Gu Baichuan to the canteen to eat some hot dogs to cope with the hunger for dinner.

6:55pm.

The management staff at the entrance of the theater began to urge everyone to enter the theater quickly, and then find their seats and sit down first.

Since this is a concert of top violinists, those who are willing to spend huge sums of money to attend the concert are all people who have a high love and demand for art, and the overall quality of everyone is quite good.

Everyone came to the concert neatly dressed and in their best appearance.

"Don't crowd, line up." Security personnel stood at the entrance to maintain order.

Gu Chen asked the security guard beside him: "Are there only two entrances here?"

The security guard glanced at Gu Chen and asked, "What kind of ticket do you have?"

Gu Chen handed over three VIP tickets.

"Oh? Are you VIPs?" Seeing that Gu Chen took out three VIP tickets, the security guard suddenly became extremely polite: "You can bypass the queue and go directly to the VIP channel below. There are staff there.

, they will help you find your seat."

"Thanks."

Gu Chen thanked him and took Gu Baichuan and Xiao Xiaofang to another relatively empty entrance.

After verifying the tickets, a staff member in formal attire said: "Please come in."

Later, Gu Chen discovered that the three consecutive tickets in his hand were actually in the middle of the first row, directly facing the performance stage.

Since there are some flowers and plants decorating the stage and the first row, and there is quite a distance, this location is an excellent viewing position from any aspect.

Each VIP seat is different from the middle row and rear row seats, with some extra cushions and backrests.

Moreover, the seats are not fixed, but are specially moved high-end seats. There is a certain gap between each position, so it will not look too crowded.

And on each seat, there is a box of gifts packaged in high-end gift boxes, and there is a coffee table on the left where bags and drinks can be placed.

Various drinks are provided free of charge by the organizer, including fragrant tea, coffee, milk tea, etc. There are several service staff standing on the edge of the VIP area, mainly to provide services to the VIP audience, and are on call.

This makes the 5,888 yuan VIP ticket suddenly seem like a great value for money.

"Son, is that wandering artist crazy? He provided us with such a good seat, and now we are sitting in the center of the audience." Xiao Xiaofang obviously discovered that her seat was different.

Because there were artists sitting around who were well-dressed and well-groomed, everyone's every move showed a very high level of accomplishment.

Moreover, Xiao Xiaofang had seen several people sitting behind him on TV. Several famous entrepreneurs in Jiangnan City were all worth over 100 million yuan.

Sitting in the middle of this group of people, Xiao Xiaofang felt like she was taking over the place.

"Isn't this ticket stolen by that wandering artist?" Comrade Gu Baichuan also began to feel unsteady, always feeling strange.

As for pie in the sky, I didn't believe it at first. After all, I thought the tickets might be fake.

If it was true or false, Gu Baichuan would still be at ease, but the key was that the vote was true, which made Gu Baichuan feel on pins and needles.

"Let's take a look and talk about it. After all, we didn't steal this vote." Gu Chen also felt that there must be something fishy about this matter, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

At this moment, a burst of music suddenly sounded, and the noisy venue immediately fell silent.

Then, a piano slowly rose from the stage lift, and a man in a white tuxedo immediately stood up and bowed to the audience.

"Pa bang bang..."

Many people at the scene applauded spontaneously.

Gu Chen, Gu Baichuan and Xiao Xiaofang also clapped, and the anxious mood just now calmed down a lot.

At this time, a somewhat girly-looking male host wearing a red-pink suit and a spotted bow tie took the microphone and introduced:

"Good evening, audience friends, please allow me to introduce this piano prince in a grand way. He is the special guest performer of Mr. John Lauer, the famous piano player in Jiangnan City: Mr. Zhao Mingming. Let us thank him again."

"Pah, pah, pah..."

There was another round of applause that was even warmer than before.

Zhao Mingming bowed again, then sat down quietly, placing his hands on the piano keys...

Then, a burst of melodious piano music began to warm up the scene, and the restless mood of the audience began to calm down.

To be honest, in terms of piano music, Gu Chen only knew a little about Mozart's piano piece k448 and a few other world-class piano pieces, but he didn't know much about other music.

As a special guest performer at the opening, Zhao Mingming actually plays the role of a warm-up guest.

He is not top-notch in the country, but he is somewhat famous in Jiangnan City.

This time John Lauer came to the Jiangnan Grand Theater for a special performance. The Jiangnan Music Association will definitely arrange for Zhao Mingming to participate, which can be regarded as a kind of popularity.

As for John Lauer, he is naturally happy to have the local music association in Jiangnan City to help out.

In a win-win situation, both parties will naturally be able to cooperate happily.

After the song ended, the audience burst into warm applause again.

After Zhao Mingming, a local pianist from Jiangnan City, finished washing his face, he did not leave in a hurry, but continued to play the next song.

At this time, on the other side of the stage, a middle-aged man wearing a black high-end tuxedo with a sleek and neat hairstyle suddenly rose slowly from the lift.

He held the violin under his arm and began to play freely...

The sound of the violin is melodious and melodious, sometimes like crisp bird calls, sometimes like beautiful songs, sometimes like natural springs pouring and flowing, which makes people imaginative and fascinating.

Gu Chen couldn't help but close his eyes...

The moving and beautiful sound produced by each string resounded throughout the concert hall.

Everyone is intoxicated...

The sound is like a breeze, which not only floats past people's ears, making people intoxicated, but also makes all things on the earth look brand new, like the drizzle of spring, nourishing silently.

Gu Chen could sometimes even feel the dancing butterflies surrounding his head.

Sometimes like crystal clear dewdrops, sometimes like budding flowers, sometimes like a kind and noble princess...

John Lauer's playing style is melodious and varied, allowing people to enter an unpredictable virtual space.

Almost every audience present, like Gu Chen, couldn't help but close their eyes and quietly feel it with their hearts.

More than a thousand music lovers and more than a thousand people feel their hearts as if the Jiangnan Grand Theater at this moment is completely immersed in the ocean of music.

John Lauer finished the song, and pianist Zhao Mingming's embellishments were just right, and the two of them worked together seamlessly.

"Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa……"

A few seconds later, I don’t know which audience member was the first to applaud.

Soon, a burst of warm applause suddenly broke out, echoing throughout the entire theater.

"Thank you everyone." John Lauer handed the violin to his assistant, then took a microphone from the assistant and walked directly to the front desk.

Then, he started to interact with the host using sloppy Chinese.

Gu Chen's eyes lit up and he stared at John Lauer in front of him. The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong.

Xiao Xiaofang, who was beside her, was listening intently. She turned around and found the frowning Gu Chen and said, "Son, it's really John Lauer. This is the world's top violinist. It's worth our money to watch the performance at such a close distance."

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"Mom." Gu Chen turned to look at Xiao Xiaofang and said, "If I said that the unkempt wandering artist with messy hair and unshaven beard I met this morning was the extraordinary-looking John Lauer in front of me, would you believe it?"

"Wha...what? You said the wandering artist you met this morning was John Lauer?" Xiao Xiaofang was stunned for a moment, completely confused.

Gu Baichuan on the side also said in shock: "No way, son? This is a top violin player, how can you compare with the violin artists on the street? Are you mistaken?"

Before doing this, Gu Chen might have thought that he had made a mistake.

But since possessing expert-level observation skills, Gu Chen's detailed observation of characters has reached several times the level of ordinary people.

The John Lauer in front of him, apart from the high-end tuxedo he wore and his carefully made-up appearance, almost all of his tone, expression and movements were very similar to Bill, the wandering artist he met in the morning.

If a person's demeanor and appearance can be disguised, then his voice cannot be disguised, right?

It's also Chinese with the same pronunciation and intonation.

Gu Chen used his expert memory to compare John Lauer on the stage with Bill, the wandering artist at the subway exit in the morning. The overlap in their voices was close to 80%.

If it weren't for the microphone sound effect, it might be closer to 90%.

"I'm sure it's him, John Lauer is Bill, and Bill is John Lauer." Gu Chen showed an extremely confident smile this time.

"Son." Xiao Xiaofang was also stunned. She had never seen Bill at the subway entrance, so she couldn't tell whether what Gu Chen said was true.

However, the person who can give the best concert tickets must have some connection with John Lauer, so he asked: "Could it be that these two are brothers?"

"That's right." Gu Baichuan also said: "Two brothers have very different personalities. One is playing in an elegant hall, and the other is experiencing life at the subway entrance on the roadside. Isn't it impossible?"

Gu Chen smiled and waved his hand: "No, these are not two people at all, but one person, let's just say what John Lauer on the stand said."

Gu Chen knew that his judgment was not wrong, but for a while he didn't know exactly what John Lauer wanted to do on the stage.

Why is he pretending to be Bill the Tramp?

And why should I give myself three VIP tickets?

Inviting yourself to come and listen to his concert, is there any other purpose?

Just when Gu Chen thought of this, John Lauer had already finished playing two pieces of music.

Then he didn't play another song, but flirted with the assistant beside him.

Then, an assistant in formal attire quickly handed an old violin to John Lauer's hand.

John Lauer smiled and said to the audience: "I traveled all the way from Europe to Asia, and came to Jiangnan City to play top-notch music for you."

Then, he held the old violin in his hand and introduced it to more than a thousand viewers: "Do you know how much this violin is worth?"

After hearing John Lauer's question, the audience immediately became excited about it.

"How much is this broken violin worth?"

"Yeah, it looks very old."

"Can such a bad violin still be played?"

"I've never seen any famous musician play with such a broken instrument."

"Maybe it was picked up from some garbage dump?"

“It looks pretty good, but it’s just a little bit old.”

Many people expressed confusion, and their eyes returned to John Lauer again.

However, at this moment, Gu Chen recognized the violin in John Lauer's hand.

Isn't this the instrument that the wandering artist Bill used when he played at the subway entrance this morning?




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