My system chooses to create an entertainment empire by itself

Chapter 122 Concert

Xia Guo Conservatory of Music.

One of the houses in a dilapidated old-fashioned building, this is the residence of Cai Guochuan and Zhu Yuan.

It was raining patter outside the window, and Zhu Yuan filled two bowls of rice after washing the dishes.

Zhu Yuan is Yan Zhi's mistress. She just answered the phone and learned that Cai Guochuan was coming back soon.

After bringing the cooked dishes and rice to the table, Zhu Yuan sprinkled the cat food sent by Yan Zhi into the cat food bowl and filled it with water.

"Why does your cat always like to stick to windows?"

Bai Hui was lying on the window edge, staring out the window with a pair of black eyes.

Zhu Yuan hugged it down, but soon, Bai Hui jumped up again, and when Zhu Yuan wanted to hug it down again, it stretched out its claws.

"Oh, forget it, forget it, do what you like." Zhu Yuan sighed.

Baihui has been living here for a month, except for eating, shitting and sleeping, he likes to lie on the window the rest of the time.

I don't know why, Zhu Yuan only thinks that Baihui likes to lie on the window, she just closes the window, afraid that the cat will fall.

The rain was still falling, and after about 5 minutes, there was a sound outside the door.

Bai Hui jumped down from the window, then walked to a place not far from the door and squatted, staring at the door motionlessly.

The door opened, and it was Cai Guochuan who walked in, he sighed wearily.

He is old and not in good health. Maybe he should retire in a year or two.

He put on his slippers, put them on the shoe rack in the entrance, walked to the dining table, looked at the white dust on the window sill, and asked Zhu Yuan, "Is the little guy still up there?"

Zhu Yuan shook her head lightly: "I just jumped up again."

"Try the ice cream here, it's very delicious." Lagu enthusiastically pointed to a small shop on the street.

Yan Zhi raised his eyes, but didn't speak, he has been here for almost a month.During this time, they circled around the nearby cities, visited many places, and tasted a lot of food.

It's a pity that he didn't get rid of Lagu after all. After listening to this guy's triumphant introduction to everything, his ears almost became calluses.

He was obviously a prince, but he actually fell in love with the tour guide.

This time they came to Hezardo again, because there will be a performance by the European National Symphony Orchestra soon.

"Oh, my friend. Why are you silent? Are you feeling unwell?" Lagu asked very concerned.

"No, Lagu, don't you really have a decent job?" Yan Zhi asked again, he had already asked once this month.

A prince followed him around for a month, and he was alone. Isn't the Queen of Europe worried?
If it weren't for modern technology, Yan Zhi would have thought it was a fairy tale prince running away from home.

Ragu sighed: "Oh, my friend. Didn't I tell you? My job is to collect money. That town is mine. I still have a few villas, which can be rented out. Feed me."

Yan Zhi shook his head, forget it, asking is in vain.

They quickly walked into Hezardo's music hall, and today is the performance.

The performance location in the hall is in the shape of a staircase. The musicians sit on the prepared chairs row by row, and the conductor is close to the audience.

There are fences on both sides of the auditorium, and there are corridors there, and the corridors are where people stand and vote.

Yan Zhi originally asked the system to help him get it, but Lagu got tickets for the fourth row of seats. The music effect here is one of the best, so he used Lagu's tickets.

Yan Zhi sat for a while, and soon the seats in the fourth row were filled.

On the other side of him was a white-haired old man, and on the other side of Ragu was a girl with light yellow hair, and their hands were clasped together.

"Haha, Your Highness Third Prince, is this your friend again?" the white-haired old man pointed at Yan Zhi.

"Of course, we've been traveling for a month and have established a deep friendship." Ragu smiled, and here he spoke more elegantly.

travel?Deep friendship?

Yan Zhi really didn't know what to say, the two people on his left and right had already started talking about him, and the old man even gave him a special look, and he could only understand two words in the middle - embarrassment.

The musicians of the orchestra came to the performance site line by line, and the conductor, an old man with a stern face, appeared at the end.

"Haha, how is it? Are you expecting to be friends with him? This is the world's top conductor. You will always need such a conductor when you hold concerts in the future."

After a month of charades, Ragu finally let Yan Zhi know the identity of the old organist.

"So you're a liar if you like to hit people?" Yan Zhi turned his head calmly. He didn't feel very much looking forward to it. He couldn't find conductors in Xiayin. He had to find those excellent conductors. Collaborate or learn on your own.

However, he has no plans to cooperate with the conductors here for the time being, because he doesn't have too many conductors, and he has released all the symphony concertos.

"How could it be a lie?" Lagu put his hands on his chest, looking sad, "I'm not happy when you say that. That guy really likes to hit people, but there are few people who are more talented than him."

Yan Zhi didn't talk to Lagu anymore, what this guy said was half-truth, half-truth, just listen to it.

After getting along for a month, he also knew that Lagu was not the kind of domineering person.

The concert was divided into two halves. In the first half, the orchestra performed cheerful and bright waltzes. Yan Zhi also played these pieces during practice, and they were all famous pieces.

The performance is accompanied by classical lamps and resplendent walls, and the entire concert hall looks extraordinarily solemn and gorgeous.

Every time a song ends there is always huge applause.

It is this kind of scene that countless performers flock to.

Yan Zhi was sitting and listening, but Lagu and the girl next to him turned out to be a couple. When the orchestra changed the movement, their chirping sounds could reach his ears.

Sometimes I don't know what action I'm doing, and that foot can still kick him, let alone the wonderful scenery I saw occasionally.

Yan Zhi was listening to a piece of music intoxicatedly, but later he started to tremble unconsciously.

He wanted to move to the right, but there was an old man with white hair on the right, so he stopped the idea.

During the intermission, Lagu sighed to Yan Zhi: "Oh, my friend, it's a pity that you missed the New Year's Concert, which is the world's largest music festival, and 5000 million people watch the live broadcast every year."

Yan Zhi knew this, and just as he was about to answer, the old man next to him sat sideways and touched his chin: "Mr. Yan Zhi, are you interested in giving us a performance? For the encore after the second half, I will use your How about ‘Turkish March’?”

Yan Zhi was slightly surprised. Is this old man from the Hezado Music Association?

However, he didn't think for long, and replied with a light smile: "Why not."

(End of this chapter)