As we approach mid-October, a slight chill begins to creep into the air.
In the early morning, the weather is bright and clear, so it is not advisable to travel.
"What, Ayuan, you're going to Yanjing to attend a concert today?"
"Yeah, that's right."
"Can you come back tomorrow to shoot?"
"Of course I can. I have a flight this morning, and if nothing unexpected happens I'll be back around 12 o'clock tonight."
"It's too tiring for you to fly back and forth like this, and to go to Yanjing, nearly a thousand kilometers away, to attend a concert? Well, you are also invincible."
"I don't want to..."
"The goddess asked you out?"
“I guess so.”
"Shit... I'm so jealous."
"hehe."
Early in the morning, Fatty Wei looked in surprise at Lu Yuan, who was wearing a suit and looking at himself in the mirror. He felt that Lu Yuan looked particularly different today.
Usually, Lu Yuan always wore casual clothes no matter what the occasion was, and even shaved his beard casually, leaving stubble, looking very unkempt. Unexpectedly, today he even shaved his beard cleanly, as clean as a monk's head...
So Fatty Wei knew that the concert he was going to attend in Beijing was definitely extraordinary, otherwise it would not be so grand.
That's right! Concerts are places of elegance. Wearing ordinary clothes will only lower your status.
The only thing that made Fatty Wei feel strange was Lu Yuan’s expression.
Logically speaking, Lu Yuan should be as high-spirited and ambitious as a successful person at this moment, but Lu Yuan's expression does not look happy. Not only is he unhappy, but he reveals a sense of desolation from beginning to end, as if he is going to the execution ground instead of attending a high-end concert.
"I'm leaving."
"OK."
“…”
Lu Yuan straightened his clothes and finally walked towards the door.
Fatty Wei looked at Lu Yuan's back as he put on a hat and a mask, and listened to Lu Yuan's low voice.
At this moment, he actually felt a sense of desolation and loneliness, and was permeated with a bit of melancholy.
Is Ayuan going to follow the path of a melancholy poet from now on?
Are all talented people like this?
???
Fatty Wei naturally didn't understand Lu Yuan.
If he knew the truth, I'm afraid he would...
You'll be shocked, right?
…
Lu Yuan has always been a guy who crams at the last minute.
Lu Yuan criticized himself for a long time because he took the wrong copy of "General English" when he went to Venice.
He thought that Italians could also communicate in English, but he found that he was overthinking it.
They speak Italian...
English is useful but not very useful.
This time, he specially looked up information and selected two books very carefully.
One is "Intermediate Piano Appreciation" and the other is "Famous Chinese and Foreign Piano Pieces".
Before his rebirth, when Lu Yuan was learning piano, he heard his teacher talk about the history and culture of piano. However, at that time, the only thing in Lu Yuan's mind was the quiet girl who played the piano, so he didn't hear clearly what the piano teacher was saying.
His intentions were not pure.
He just wanted to be able to play a few famous piano pieces.
As for appreciating art?
He doesn't become a pianist, he just appreciates wool...
Just pretend to be elegant, let him really be elegant...
Are you kidding? He doesn't make a living from this.
Then the girl left.
After the girl left, Lu Yuan's piano career was abandoned halfway. If it weren't for that time, Lu Yuan would probably never have been able to play the piano...
Fate plays tricks on us…
I can only say that fate plays tricks on me.
If I had known this, why didn’t I study harder?
When he got on the plane, Lu Yuan began to deeply regret why he didn't listen carefully to his piano teacher and learn the art of piano appreciation. If he had studied hard, he wouldn't have to make up for the lack of knowledge in this area now.
Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in this world.
The flight to Yanjing took about two hours. During this time, Lu Yuan stared at "Intermediate Piano Appreciation" in an attempt to remember more key points...
Unfortunately, when he was reading it, he felt that he could remember everything and that the content was nothing remarkable. But after closing the book, Lu Yuan found that he remembered nothing.
Lu Yuan has never been a genius, and he doesn't have the ability to remember everything he sees...
He is just an ordinary person.
It is simply nonsense for ordinary people to remember the contents of a book in a short period of time.
Forget it...
At worst, I can just sit there quietly, clap when others applaud, close my eyes when others close their eyes, and shake my head when others shake their heads.
There's nothing wrong with imitating the person next to you and filling in the gap, right?
As for Edward asking me to play a duet with him...
Are you kidding me?
Do I still want to save face?
If I perform a chorus with tricks like this, wouldn't I be laughed at and embarrassed even abroad?
When he thought of this, Lu Yuan suddenly wanted to slap himself hard, the louder the better.
You are so mean!
Next time you must not be so mean!
If you want to refuse, do it decisively.
Why do we still need to follow the Chinese philosophy of politely refusing when we are abroad? Do people understand?
I totally don't understand, okay?
Two hours later, the plane officially landed. Lu Yuan stuffed the two books into his bag, stood up, and walked towards Gate 6 nearby according to the road signs. After walking out of Gate 6, he had a casual lunch and then took a taxi to his destination.
After driving for about two hours, the car finally stopped in front of a majestic building.
When Lu Yuan looked up, he saw four large golden characters of "Yanjing Theater", which looked quite imposing.
Although he was a little nervous, Lu Yuan comforted himself that he just needed to stay calm and keep a low profile.
In short, just don't mess around.
Lady luck is on my side!
“Bang!”
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I didn't see the road clearly just now, I'm sorry..."
"Are you okay..."
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I have something urgent to do, I have to leave first."
"Oh, be more careful next time..."
Lu Yuan shook his head as he watched a reckless middle-aged man bump into him.
Although he was speechless, he didn't take it to heart.
Then Lu Yuan straightened his clothes and walked into the theater...
"Hello, please show your ticket when you enter."
"What ticket?"
"Yes, concert tickets please."
"This... I don't have..."
"Sorry, we can't let you in without a ticket, please understand."
When Lu Yuan was about to go in, he was suddenly stopped by two young men in suits.
ticket?
He doesn't have a ticket!
By the way, give An Xiao a call.
"I'll make a phone call..."
"Yeah, okay."
Lu Yuan reached into his pocket and took out his phone, then he saw that the pocket where he put his phone was actually empty, with nothing in it...
He was confused.
day!
Where is your cell phone?
Where is my cell phone?
It was still there when I just got off the bus!
Lu Yuan was speechless after searching left and right for his phone but still couldn't find it.
Wait, could it be...
Lu Yuan thought of the middle-aged man who had bumped into him just now, and then he quickly chased in the direction the middle-aged man ran...
It’s a pity that we can’t find any middle-aged people nowadays.
The middle-aged man ran away long ago!
My cell phone was stolen by that guy!
this……
Lu Yuan took a deep breath.
His phone wasn't worth much. A new one only cost about 400 yuan. If it was stolen, he could just buy a new one. But...
I have lost my cell phone, who can I call?
Fatty Wei? Li Qing? Including his own parents...
Pit daddy...
I don't remember any other numbers except my own...
What should I do?
Call the police?
Call the police for a cell phone worth hundreds of dollars? Can you get it back even if you call the police?
Then Lu Yuan searched his right pocket, but found that his wallet and other things were still there.
Wasn't the wallet stolen?
Lu Yuan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
What's the point of this thief stealing his phone? Even if he sells the phone, it's only a hundred yuan. Is it meaningful?
Wait, now I’m not thinking about the thief, now I’m thinking about how I’m going to get in?
An Xiao and the others were all inside, and he remembered that An Xiao had specifically told him yesterday that they were all inside, and asked him to call her when he came over so that she would come out to pick him up, otherwise he would not be able to get in.
"Um... Friend, I have an appointment inside, can you let me in first? I will buy the ticket later..."
"no!"
"Then... do you know An Xiao?"
“I don’t know…”
"What about Edward? Edward knows me. Why don't you contact him? You may not believe it, but it was Edward who invited me in..."
"Please don't interfere with my work, okay?" The security guard stared at Lu Yuan coldly, feeling that Lu Yuan was becoming more and more like a troublemaker.
Edward knows you?
Why don’t you go to heaven!
"..." Lu Yuan was suddenly speechless after looking at the expressions on the security guards' faces.
This matter has become a bit stiff.
I, who was invited, couldn't even get in...
Is there anything more ridiculous than this?
Lu Yuan could only go to the ticket office and consider himself unlucky to buy a ticket, but when he asked, he found out that all the tickets had been booked a week in advance.
No tickets?
Can’t get in?
Lu Yuan was overwhelmed.
Didn’t the goddess of luck favor me?
Why no favor?
"Brother... do you want money? Money..."
"What kind of money?"
"VIP tickets for the music concert. I saw you wandering around for a long time just now... You want to pursue art, but you can't buy tickets, right? Hey, I have some here. Can I sell them to you at a discount?"
"How much?"
"two thousand……"
"Fuck, no." Lu Yuan took a breath after hearing the number and quickly waved his hands to refuse.
"Brother, art cannot be measured by money. Forget it, I'll sell it to you at a lower price. Fifteen thousand?"
"don't want!"
"Fuck, brother, you are such a rude person. One thousand, one thousand will do!"
"five hundred!"
"Okay, five hundred is five hundred! Here you go..."
"Give!"
"good."
The scalper happily took the five hundred and jumped away, and when Lu Yuan was excitedly holding the ticket and preparing to go in, he was told that it was a fake ticket...
Lu Yuan was stunned.
Your phone was stolen and your money was defrauded?
this……
Didn’t I check the almanac before I went out today?
"Well, I really know Edward. Can you call me Edward? I promise I won't lie to you..."
“…”
"Really?"
“…”
"Why……"
…
There is still an hour until the concert starts.
"Ms. An Xiao, why hasn't he come yet? Could you please call him again to urge him?"
"good……"
"beep……"
When An Xiao took out his phone to call Lu Yuan, he found that Lu Yuan's phone was turned off.
An Xiao's face turned cold instantly.
She repeatedly told Lu Yuan to call her as soon as he got off the plane and to make sure he had charged his phone, but after waiting for several hours, there was no call.
The phone is now turned off.
What is this person doing?
Why is it so out of tune?
"What's wrong?"
"The phone is turned off... Edward, let's ignore this bastard. He probably won't come." An Xiao shook her head. She suddenly lost trust in Lu Yuan's credibility.
"Not coming? Impossible. I feel that Lu is very sincere. I can hear strong emotions and talent in his "To Alice". I think Lu would never break his promise. Someone who can compose such a song is definitely not the kind of person who breaks his promise."
"I'll go out and take a look..." An Xiao looked at the time and frowned.
"I'll go out with you..."
"good."
…
"Edward is out?"
"What is he doing out there?"
"Wait, follow him. If he goes out at this time, there must be some important person coming!"
"Yeah, okay!"
"Maybe it's someone big, camera ready!"
"Okay, don't worry!"
…
"Brother, the concert is about to begin, I can't break my promise..."
“…”
"I really know Edward..."
“…”
"Call, call... catch this troublemaker!"
"No, no! No!"
Lu Yuan sat on the small stone at the door and watched speechlessly as everyone walked in with their tickets. He was the only one who could do nothing but watch like an idiot.
It’s already been two hours, and the concert will start in another hour.
However, when the security guard's eyes were always fixed on taking out the intercom and then dozens of security guards appeared at the door, Lu Yuan felt extremely aggrieved.
"Forget it! I have been here today. The fact that the camera can capture me proves that I have been here! It was you who didn't let me in and didn't believe what I said. You can't blame me..." Then Lu Yuan let out a long sigh of relief. He suddenly realized that he didn't need to worry at all.
I didn't really want to come to this music concert in the first place, so now I have an excuse to leave, right?
They forced me to do it.
Lu Yuan glanced at the ferocious security guard again, then turned and left...
But just as Lu Yuan turned around and took a few steps, the door inside opened...
"Lu! Yuan! What are you doing? Come in quickly!" An Xiao was immediately furious when she saw Lu Yuan about to leave!
"Lu! Why are you standing outside? I knew you wouldn't break your promise. What happened to you just now?" Edward looked at Lu Yuan with surprise and spoke fluent English. He came over and gave Lu Yuan a warm hug...
"You may not believe this, but my phone was stolen, and I spent money to buy fake tickets from scalpers. I have no way to contact you, and they don't believe that I know Edward... and they think I'm a troublemaker..." Lu Yuan then looked at An Xiao, and then at the group of stunned security guards...
He felt that what happened today was extremely disappointing.
“Crack, crack, crack!”
"quick!"
"Did you record it? Big news, big news. Edward personally went out to greet the guests. Wait, why does this person look familiar?"
“This person is…”
"This person is Lu Yuan! The Lu Yuan that was on the headlines a few days ago!"
"Come on, what is Lu Yuan doing here?"
"It seems that Edward invited me."
"Ah? Edward invited you? But you were blocked from entering?"
"yes."
"Bought a scalper ticket? My phone was stolen? Why do I feel like this is nonsense?"
"Is this a melodramatic plot?"
"Puchi! Sorry, I couldn't help it..."
"Hahaha, I couldn't help it either..."
“Hahahahaha…take more pictures so they’ll be on tomorrow’s headlines!”
"Yeah, haha!"
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