The people around looked either terrified or surprised, and those with a stronger sense of safety had already run to call the staff.
The handsome young man plucked Xiao Xingyu's grip with both hands in horror: "... Cough, cough... What's wrong? Let me go..."
Xiao Xingyu's face was filled with ferocity: "You little bastard, you haven't even finished school yet and you're already so bold! Dream on, get out of here where you came from! This will never be your turn!"
"Oh my God! What's going on?" Meng Xiaoya held her forehead, wondering how her son could start a fight with someone while she was listening to the music. She exerted force with her hands and finally managed to rescue the handsome boy, who was weak all over, from the clutches of the evil spirit.
Although Xiao Xingyu loosened his grip, his eyes still looked murderous.
At this time, the staff also ran over: "Sir, we don't allow this here..."
Before he could finish his words, Xiao Xingyu suddenly stood up. His tall figure immediately cast an oppressive shadow. He stared at the handsome young man coldly: "If you don't believe me, try it!"
After saying that, he strode out of the audience without looking back, amid Meng Xiaoya's questioning gaze and the handsome guy's trembling "I dare not, I dare not".
In the golden concert hall, Chopin's most classic Nocturne in E-flat major, Op. 9, is echoing at this moment.
In this tranquil and lyrical background sound, Xiao Xingyu's heart was beating rapidly, thumping restlessly, opening and closing vigorously, and making a thunderous accent in his chest.
That stupid woman, if she didn’t get the ticket, she should have just told me. She was so stupid as to pay for the ticket herself, in that kind of weather!
If he hadn't come today or hadn't chatted with that college student, he would never have known that she had done this!
How can there be such a stupid woman in the world?
After leaving the concert hall, Xiao Xingyu walked all the way to the glass corridor of the music center, took out his mobile phone and opened his contacts. His thumb stayed on a name for several seconds, and finally slid up and dialed another number.
The phone rang seven or eight times before a muffled voice answered: "Hello?"
"Reporter Jin, I'm Xiao Xingyu."
There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone. Xiao Xingyu seemed to see with his own eyes Jin Xueyang holding the phone upright in front of him and carefully confirming the caller's name.
The next moment, I heard that voice, like an electric shock, and it revived me: "Teacher Xiao! How could it be you, Teacher Xiao? It's incredible that I can still receive your call! I thought you had blocked me!"
Xiao Xingyu held the phone a little further away to avoid the high-pitched sound from damaging his eardrum.
After the other party calmed down a little, he said, "Reporter Jin, I called you because I want to discuss something with you."
"You're too polite to ask for advice. Teacher Xiao, please feel free to tell me what you want. I'll definitely do it for you as long as I can!"
"Okay," Xiao Xingyu said, "I agree to participate in your interview, but please arrange some time to go over the interview plan with me first."
There was silence on the other end of the phone again, and this time the silence lasted much longer than the last time.
It took so long that Xiao Xingyu had to go over to confirm: "Hello? Reporter Jin, are you listening?"
"I'm listening!" Jin Xueyang said, as if he had won the lottery. "We've already prepared a plan! Teacher Xiao, why don't we discuss it with you tomorrow? Sorry, I'm not sure if you're free tomorrow."
Xiao Xingyu said: "But tomorrow is Saturday, you guys..."
"We're working overtime!" Jin Xueyang retorted in one breath, "We need to strike while the iron is hot. Teacher Xiao, if you can agree to let us do an interview, it's nothing for Zhang Moyan and I to work overtime. We journalists are on call 24 hours a day! Teacher Xiao, how about tomorrow afternoon?"
Xiao Xingyu looked at the dazzling neon lights of the city outside the glass window and thought, "I have a car maintenance appointment tomorrow. You guys should come to the Magic Rock Club later this afternoon at 3:30."
"Okay, okay! I've got that in mind. We'll be at the Magic Rock Club on time at 3:30 tomorrow afternoon. Thank you, Teacher Xiao. You're truly understanding and considerate of the overall situation, with a high level of vision and a broad perspective..."
"Alright, alright, I'm hanging up."
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