Two Hundred and One Hundred Clear Voice

"King of the Stage ()"

As the saying goes, "The high-pitched sound of the clear horn is not easy to play, and the eucalyptus does not bloom lightly." Obviously, the boys and girls just now have not been able to see the most beautiful and true appearance of the epiphyllum in front of them, the slightly raised corners of the mouth and the flickering light. In his eyes, the richness and laziness of the night lighten up in an instant.

"Sorry, I just interrupted your chance to be a hero to save the beauty." She said.

Ronan was slightly embarrassed. He was still not used to being punctured face to face, and his cheeks couldn't help getting hot. But the difference was that now he couldn't feel the sharp attack power from the girl, and the embarrassing predicament also made him feel uncomfortable. There was only a short pause, and then he reacted.

"So, you call yourself a beauty?" Ronan also found a foothold to fight back.

The girl also immediately realized the "loophole" in her words, and the retort words of "I am not?" came to the tip of her tongue, but after all, it still didn't fit her character, her cheeks were stained with two faint blush, and she avoided Luo's words. With Nan's gaze, his chin lightly brushed across his collarbone to conceal his embarrassment.

"Obviously, we all have some problems with our self-positioning." The girl still joked in a low voice.

This made Ronan laugh lowly in his throat, "Obviously, we are not the princes and princesses in Disney fairy tales, I think we should also watch less Hollywood movies."

Ronan's jokes made the smile flow from the girl's eyebrows, and the heroic eyebrows softened, and she opened her mouth to laugh out loud without being a lady. The laughter seemed to be contagious, and Ronan also laughed brightly.

The smile settled from the corner of his mouth to the bottom of his eyes. Ronan lowered his eyes and caught a glimpse of the girl's wet skirt. He suppressed his smile and asked with concern, "Are you sure it's okay? It shouldn't be easy to leave like this? Do you need to ask?" Bruno, let's see if we can find a room and deal with it briefly."

The girl also looked down at the hem of her skirt, lifted the hem of the skirt with her right hand and turned it over and over again, like turning over salted fish, then pouted to express her dissatisfaction, "That's it, I told him, this dress Not suitable for parties, but he kept emphasizing that it was okay."

With endless words, Ronan's head was full of question marks.

The girl seemed to notice Ronan's gaze, raised her head again, and paused, "This is the evening dress for tonight's performance at Carnegie Hall. After the performance, my manager invited me to come and sit at the party." , I don’t think it’s a good idea, but he insisted. Then, like a fool, I wandered in and stood there like a peacock spreading its tail, letting everyone come and watch.”

Carnegie Hall, the violin, the tux, now the threads are all connected.

Simply put, Carnegie Hall is one of the highest performance halls of classical music. It is known as a place of pilgrimage for contemporary classical musicians. The troupe is proud to be in Carnegie Hall.

Now, Carnegie Hall has even become a symbolic dream sanctuary. Whether it is the musicians performing on stage or the audience watching the performance, they all dream of going to Carnegie to enjoy the feast of classical music.

"How to get to Carnegie" can be a question about the geographical coordinates of Carnegie, or it can be about getting on the stage at Carnegie, so a joke answer was born, "Practice, practice, and practice". It has become the ultimate dream of every classical musician.

It is worth mentioning that both the performers and the audience must wear formal attire to enter Carnegie Hall, and they must have symptoms such as suits, ties, leather shoes, evening dresses, and high heels. Arriving at the scene, you may also be denied admission.

Now, the answer is revealed, no wonder the girl appeared in Bruno's private party in such a grand evening dress.

Moreover, these two key words, violin and performance, are definitely important information—the performers who can be on the stage of Carnegie Hall are not ordinary people,

Even the Juilliard School, which regularly reports and performs at Carnegie Hall every year, not just any student can be on stage.

His eyes once again fell on the face of a young girl who was about the same age as him, and Ronan said with a smile, "You should know that the peacocks that spread their tails are all males, right?"

The girl stared at Ronan with wide eyes, blinked, then slowly lowered her eyelids, biting her lower lip with her white teeth, although she didn't answer, her shy and reserved appearance had already exposed her In such an embarrassing situation, how could he have the tough demeanor of fighting against the Confucians just now.

Ronan cleared his throat, "Who knows, maybe on the seventh planet that the little prince arrived, he could see a peahen with its tail open? It's like that rose, a unique existence in the universe. "The clear voice, warm as jade, rang softly in the night, as mellow as a cello.

The girl raised her head and looked at Ronan with a curious look in her eyes. The probing eyes were straightforward and frank, which made Ronan a little embarrassed, so she quickly changed the subject, "Parties are never about clothes. , not even a masquerade."

The girl raised her chin slightly, "Then what should the party be about?"

Bathed in the girl's straightforward gaze, Ronan dodged subconsciously for a moment, then realized his dodge and looked over again, only to see the playful smile in the girl's eyes, Ronan also laughed , "Music and atmosphere, parties are always about that."

"Oh... I'm still looking forward to a different answer." The girl said in a lazy tone, obviously teasing Ronan, the party should be about people, who to attend, who to meet , what happened, that's the most fascinating part of the party.

But this time the girl didn't pause, and then continued, "What were you looking at just now?"

"Huh?" Ronan was a little surprised, because the girl changed the subject very suddenly, and his thoughts turned around in his mind before he realized, "You mean the sky?"

The girl also looked towards the sky, "You can't see anything in the sky in New York, and the city lights almost derail the whole world from nature."

"If you want to watch Cassiopeia, I'm afraid you have missed the best time. You should choose eleven o'clock in the evening, but obviously at eleven o'clock, the city is full of lights and you can't see anything; and, in autumn There are not many bright stars, and I am afraid it is a very challenging subject."

Following the girl's words, Ronan also looked up at the sky. The gray sky could only faintly capture a few sporadic light spots, but even these faint light spots were submerged under the lights of the city. In the middle of the world, it is not real, the world seems to be different——

An isolated island isolated from nature.