Xia Yu also said with emotion that compared with other aspects, his progress in music was too slow. Although he had taken off the hat of an intern and had the ability above that of a deputy principal, he still lacked something to be a principal and a real cellist.
Even so, he has lost to Maria, a hard-working and talented player. It's a shame that he cheated.
"Pah~~"
Just then, the lights in the concert hall dimmed, and then a spotlight turned on, shining on the two of them.
This was Ji Yang's masterpiece. He booked the midnight slot at the Royal Albert Hall and delivered the most beautiful assist.
"Stop crying, your makeup is ruined. Let's try Qin?"
Xia Yu stretched out his hand again and wiped away Maria's tears, but because he was not very skilled, he wiped away her face into a clown shape.
Maria's facial features are very consistent with the aesthetics of the Chinese people. They are three-dimensional and deep, without any extra freckles, and her skin is fair and delicate.
If she hadn't chosen music, she would have become a model or a star, but they probably wouldn't have met each other.
In the concert hall for two people, the melody sounded again. After only a few notes, Xia Yu recognized that it was the "Four Seasons · Spring" played when they met on the train last year.
Isn’t March in Ying Country spring?
It's a pity that he didn't bring the Italian cannon, otherwise they could have played another song together.
Hugging his shoulders, Xia Yu stared motionlessly at the center of the stage, at the glowing woman.
This moment is really beautiful. Maria's music is played only for Xia Yu, and it seems that there are only the two of them in the world.
Life is short, having a true friend is enough, and having a loving wife is nothing more to ask for. Many people can do these two things, but how many people can really meet their soulmate?
Xia Yu was very lucky, he met her, but they were of different nationalities and could not be together every day. Chatting with her in their spare time was the greatest happiness, and saying hello warmed our hearts.
That night, time passed so slowly that Xia Yu didn't even remember how he got back to the hotel. When he woke up the next day, he found Maria beside him.
Fortunately, their clothes were still neatly on and nothing happened.
"Good morning, Maria!"
After whispering softly, Xia Yu got up without any hesitation, but when he went to the bathroom to wash up, he found that something was wrong.
What's going on?
Why are there kiss marks all over his face, and why are there strawberries on his neck?
Men are at a disadvantage in this regard because not many men know how to wear lipstick.
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