Xiao Xingyu stood up and grabbed the handsome guy's ticket. It was seat 10, row 3, area A, that was right.
"Well," the gentle young man said weakly, "can I sit down?"
Xiao Xingyu frowned and looked at the man again: "Sit down!"
"Two gentlemen in the front, please take a seat!" A female staff member greeted them politely from a few seats away. Only then did Xiao Xingyu realize that several audience members behind them had already started complaining about them standing like this.
Xiao Xingyu sat down, and the handsome guy also sat down tremblingly, and automatically kept a safe distance from this guy who looked like he was not someone to be trifled with.
Meng Xiaoya patted Xiao Xingyu's shoulder: "It's okay, it's okay. I have an empty seat here. Maybe..."
Just as I said this, I felt someone approaching from behind. I turned around and saw a lady in a black velvet dress sitting down with a small bag on her shoulder and a music ticket in her hand.
Xiao Xingyu listened carefully to the first two pieces of music at the concert, but lost interest in the rest. But looking at Ms. Meng, she seemed quite interested. As a true mama's boy, he would rather play with his phone and close his eyes than disrupt his mother's artistic education.
After finally making it to the intermission, Xiao Xingyu and Meng Xiaoya got up to stretch their muscles. Perhaps Chopin's music really has the effect of softening the soul. When Xiao Xingyu returned to his seat, he looked at the handsome guy with a more favorable impression.
The handsome young man obviously felt this change. He smiled in response to Xiao Xingyu's look and dared to ask the question that had been bothering him for a long time: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Xiao Xingyu? It's..." The young man held up his mobile phone and showed it to him.
Xiao Xingyu took a closer look and saw that it was one of the photos of him that went viral online a few days ago. He immediately put his finger to his lips and made a gesture to silence the young man.
The young man was immediately excited when he got the confirmation. He held his phone and nodded repeatedly to indicate that he would not tell anyone.
Being recognized like this, and the other party being so ecstatic, Xiao Xingyu couldn't just ignore him, so he casually asked, "Are you a college student?"
The young man was shy and nervous: "Yes, I'm a senior."
Xiao Xingyu asked casually, "Which school do you attend?"
The handsome guy proudly answered: "Jiaotong University!"
"Oh, what a great school," Xiao Xingyu nodded his chin, then asked curiously, "It's quite far for you to come here. Did your school move to the university town?"
Handsome guy: "Yeah, the new campus is too far from the city. It takes almost two hours to get there by subway and then bus. I have to leave before I finish the concert and catch the subway."
Xiao Xingyu looked at the handsome boy with some admiration: "It's not easy, it seems you must be particularly fond of Chopin!"
The handsome guy scratched his hair: "Actually, it's okay..."
Xiao Xingyu glanced at the performers who had retaken their seats in the center of the stage and said leisurely, "Chopin's music is lyrical without being sentimental, beautiful without being coquettish. Although it's a bit one-dimensional and not as all-encompassing as Mozart's, he is still a master who made outstanding contributions to human music. If he could..."
The handsome guy's expression froze for a moment. He looked around and quickly gave Xiao Xingyu a "hush" gesture to stop him.
Saying that Chopin is not as good as Mozart in his home turf is no different from saying that Du Fu is the greatest poet of the Tang Dynasty in front of Li Bai's fans, isn't it?
Sure enough, some of the sharp-eared people in the audience rolled their eyes at Xiao Xingyu.
Ms. Meng also heard the nonsense and pinched Xiao Xingyu's wrist rudely, causing her own son to pretend to feel pain. She leaned forward and asked sympathetically, "What's wrong? It hurts. Did you break it?"
The handsome young man looked at the mother and son with his lips turned up. As he looked at them, he suddenly showed a hesitant expression, as if he wanted to say something but stopped. Xiao Xingyu felt puzzled and had to look back at him with a questioning look.
After a few seconds, the handsome guy's expression actually turned a little embarrassed. Xiao Xingyu even saw him swallow his saliva. Then he heard him say, "Can I ask... why didn't the lady who bought you tickets yesterday come today?"
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