Chapter 389: On the same stage with Zhuang Yan

Chapter 389 and Zhuang Yan on the same stage
Whenever I think of her dark years, I feel that the sin I have suffered today is not worth mentioning.
He deserves it.
"Well, let's rehearse."
Piano versus guqin, violin versus pipa.
The instruments they practiced are also right in the same way. When the two were sitting in the backstage during rehearsal, Zhuang Yan felt that they were in the Bo Yazi stage, and everything in the world was still, only he and Wen Qiao were together.
Fu Nanli stared at the side scene and Shang Fan stared with small eyes, making him a little irritable, so she wanted to go backstage to find Wen Qiao first.
When he got to the backstage, seeing that scene really made him feel angry.
His Qiaoer sat opposite the boy she liked. The boy's eyes were too hot, and Qiaoer occasionally looked at the boy.
They are so good, so good that they make him flustered.
It was her performance, a performance she valued very much. He was an adult and his girlfriend had his own career. He wouldn't let her cancel the performance regardless of unreasonable troubles.
Adults should be calm and rational. They should manage their emotions even when they are jealous. They should not lose their sense. They should be decent and elegant.
When Lu You You came back from the outside, he only saw the melancholy and sad back of Master Fu.
She trembled in her heart, chasing after him, and saw Fu Shao smoking in the small garden behind the theater, with one hand in his pocket, and the right hand lit the cigarette ashes between his fingers.
Lu Youyou died of guilt and didn't dare to step forward. The performance began immediately, so let's wait until the performance is over before asking Fu Shao.
Fu Nanli stood in the garden, his thoughts chaotic, and only one clear line: "If Wen Qiao is cured, Wen Qiao will die and he will be cured if Wen Qiao leaves him, and she will definitely leave him."
He selfishly didn't want to check her up, and didn't want her to get better, even if it was because of necessity, as long as she could stay with him, it was enough.
When Wen Qiao appeared on the stage, he glanced at the side curtain and saw only Shang Fan.
Without seeing Fu Nanli, she looked around, the lights of the concert hall were turned off for a while, and after looking around, she didn't see Fu Nanli, Wen Qiao felt uneasy.
Halfway through the performance, the side curtains shook slightly, and from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, and Wen Qiao saw Fu Nanli returning.
The light was a little dim, and she couldn't see the expression on his face, but she could feel that he seemed unhappy.
The performance went smoothly.
It is the first stage cooperation between her and Zhuang Yan, but there is a sense of harmony between souls.
Fu Nanli's father is also a musician. He has an instinctive sense of cognition of music. He can hear that the two people are very resonant in music and fit in a seamless situation.
The knuckles were white when he held them, and the eyes were filled with nameless fire.
Don't know who to be angry with.
This anger was too inexplicable, he knew it himself.
His love affair is based on a great lie, like a castle in the sky, like a mirage, it will be broken with the touch.
Very unreliable.
A loud applause from the audience always pulled him back to real life after his thoughts had been removed. Every applause reminded him that the two children are very good match.
Afterwards, he no longer remembers which pieces Wen Qiao and the others performed. During that hour and a half, he was in a trance.
It wasn't until thunderous applause sounded, until Wen Qiao walked towards him with a pipa, wrapped his waist in front of many people, and his consciousness fell to the ground.
Zhuang Yan's envious and jealous eyes were behind her, so that his detached heart finally received a moment of comfort.
(End of this chapter)