Chapter 1863: Golden September Recital

Chapter 1863 Golden September Concert
"Invite you?" Ning Yawen showed a surprised expression.
Bai Xiping looked at Ning Yawen a little jealously. She has never used Ning Yawen because the boys she likes basically like Ning Yawen. Even the guy who still appears in bed with him still shouts Ning. Yawen's name.
So she always takes pleasure in confronting Ning Yawen, just want to see that she is inferior to herself.
"Of course. Golden September in the Golden Hall is still the most important mid-month performance. How could it be possible to invite you turtles. How can your old-fashioned musical instruments deserve to be on that stage?
Of course, only us can perform on stage. "Bai Xiping raised her head proudly.
"Asshole, how can you take our chance!" someone said unwillingly.
"How can this be called robbing? Those who have the ability live it." Bai Xiping's companion sneered.
"Okay. Don't talk nonsense with them. This music festival we will have a cutscene, and then we have to catch a plane. After all, people can't go this time." Bai Xiping sneered and took the people away.
The group of people from the Eastern Musical Instrument Association stayed in situ, and it was not easy to wait for the opportunity to come. Now they were snatched away by their opponents. This would make anyone feel uncomfortable.
"Let's do this for this matter first. Let's deal with the music festival first, and the rest... I... think of a way." Ning Yawen calmed everyone's emotions.
But everyone knew in their hearts that Ning Yawen was just comforting everyone.
Now there are only two days before the performance, and the list of performances has been arranged, how can they be given another chance.
This time the Golden September Mid-September performance in the Golden Hall had no chance with them.
Everyone dispersed in frustration.
Ning Yawen walked to Ye Hao and Song Xiaoyue.
"Sorry, let's just wait. There are really some things to deal with." Ning Yawen said apologetically.
"Yawen, that white is too irritating. Just take our chance!" Pan Cui stomped angrily.
Ning Yawen shook her head helplessly: "Forget it, it's already like this. Maybe someone is better than us."
Even so, it was obvious that Ning Yawen's tone was very unconvincing.
"Yawen, do you think I know how that white grabbed this opportunity? She didn't have the means to go to the so-called high-class party, and then went to bed with the group of people.
But I heard that she has a friend who is the World Instrumental Music Association. Every time that person comes to China, the white will go with him.
Wasn't this the way this woman was in school back then, by relying on this disgusting means, I don't know how many chances it took us. "Pan Cui shook all the materials out in a fit of anger.
Song Xiaoyue said in surprise: "Really? Is she really that kind of person?"
On the surface, Bai Xiping was still a good-looking person, but he didn't expect to do such a thing secretly.
Ye Hao on the side was not surprised. He has medical skills. When he looked at Bai Xiping from a distance, he had already determined that this guy was excessively indulgent, and he was very likely to have some kind of disease.
"Teacher Ning, do you really hope you can go to the Golden Hall concert this time?" Song Xiaoyue looked at Ning Yawen.
Ning Yawen squeezed a smile: "It's okay, it's just a concert. It's gone this time, maybe there will be another time."
Song Xiaoyue looked at the false smile on the teacher's face. She was also an instrumental music lover and still had a master-apprentice relationship. She knew her master's character very well.
She doesn't pay attention to fame and wealth, but she wants to perform on the world's largest and oldest stage.
Because this is a recognition of her ability, this is also the desire of every music player.
Song Xiaoyue quietly pulled Ye Hao's sleeve, and asked Ye Hao softly, "There is a way for Teacher Ning and the others to continue participating in this concert."
In fact, when Song Xiaoyue asked this question, she was a little nervous.
After all, it was a foreign country or one of the biggest music festivals in the world. She was not sure whether Ye Hao had the skills to influence this.
Song Xiaoyue also added a special sentence: "Just... treat it as my third condition."
"No. This is Ning Yawen's business, count me helping her, your third condition is still there." Ye Hao smiled slightly, showing a relieved expression.
Song Xiaoyue, who was still worried before, immediately let go of her heart. As long as the man in front of him affirmed things, it would be all right.
"Sister Yawen, when will this music festival end?" Ye Hao asked.
"This music festival is over in the afternoon." Ning Yawen thought that Ye Hao and Supper wanted to make an appointment with herself: "It's okay, I'm not busy in the morning, so I can accompany you to stroll around."
"It's okay, Sister Yawen can do her own thing. But you guys who were going to participate in the Golden Hall, can you ask them not to leave and prepare their musical instruments?
I have a show to invite them. "Ye Hao said with a smile.
"No problem." Ning Yawen agreed without saying anything. Ye Hao helped herself with a lot of things. As one of the managers of the Jiangnan Oriental Instrumental Music Association, there was no problem with this.
"That's good. You guys are busy first, I'll go to the bathroom."
Ye Hao left after speaking. On the way to the bathroom, he took out his cell phone and clicked on a person's number.
There is a series of messages under the number, the earliest one was six months ago, and until today, there are text messages almost every day.
"What did you eat today?"
"I have been resting these two days. Are you free? I'll go to China to find you."
"Why don't you return my message."
"If I don't reply, I believe it or not, I'll ignore you, hum."
"There will be a Golden September concert in Odelli in two days. Would you like to attend?"
At the top of these messages is a name "Liya".
Ye Hao touched his finger on the screen, edited a text message and sent it, then put down the phone.
...
Inside a castle in France.
A young blond woman in a princess costume was sitting in a pavilion drinking morning tea, and a group of maids waited on her.
"His Royal Highness, today our itinerary is to have two hours of practice after morning tea in the morning. Then we will have lunch with Master Hansenton at noon, and in the afternoon we will go to the mall to pick the birthday gift of Master Hansenton the day after tomorrow. "
Daxi maid said with a small notebook.
Liya nodded boredly, stirring the black tea in front of her with a spoon.
At this moment, a sound resembling a text message ringtone rang.
A gleam of light came from Léa's eyes.