Spring passes and autumn comes, cold comes and summer comes.
Six years have passed in the blink of an eye.
The newly built concert hall in Yihai City was packed to capacity.
Today's concert is being held by a musician who has just returned from winning the Paganini Violin Competition. This musician, who is just beginning to gain international fame, has chosen his hometown as the venue for his first concert after winning the award, making this a major event in Yihai City this month.
Whether they were high-society figures or ordinary music fans, everyone was sitting in the hall, quietly craning their necks in anticipation even before the lights went out.
When the lights dimmed, a beam of light shone on the curtain, and everyone's eyes turned to that spot.
Luo Xikui took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and walked out in her seven-centimeter stiletto white high heels.
A few gasps escaped from the crowd, but they quieted down after being glared at by the spectators nearby.
It's not surprising that the person making the gasping sound was there. In addition to music lovers, there are usually new music lovers at the concert who are just beginning to cultivate their appreciation for music. They may not have seen the musician through other channels before.
In addition, the posters for Luo Xikui's concerts do not use her portrait as a selling point; they often show her face in a way that is not visible or only her profile.
So it's understandable that the few new music fans in the concert hall were surprised by the performer's appearance. Even if he wasn't playing the violin, they would still be willing to watch him play cotton.
The audience in the hall all focused their attention on the person in the halo of light, and the entire hall was silent.
The sound of high heels clicking on the wooden floor even had a touch of elegance.
Luo Xikui stood in the middle and lowered her eyes to Yue Tong. Yue Tong understood and opened the sheet music.
Luo Xikui skillfully placed the violin on her shoulder, rested her chin on it, and gently placed the bow on the strings.
The melodious music flowed from the strings; her first piece was Canon.
The concert featured three pieces: the second was a concerto for piano, and the last was Manés's "Meditation," a piece she excelled at.
At the end of the concert, as the final piece concluded, Luo Xikui bowed gently in acclaim amidst thunderous applause.
The heavenly music seemed to linger in the listeners' ears, making them reluctant to leave.
In the first row, there was already a man holding a bouquet of flowers, being led backstage by Letong.
Luo Xikui had already changed into her everyday clothes and was removing her makeup in front of the dressing mirror when she heard the knock on the door. She said, "Come in."
The man opened the door and walked in, exuding elegance and refinement. Even carrying a bouquet of flowers did not diminish his dashing air.
Luo Xikui smiled when she saw him.
"The concert was a great success today." The man handed her the flowers.
She took it, lowered her head to sniff it gently, and looked up with a smile, saying, "It's all thanks to your loyal listening and supervision that I dared not make a mistake when I saw you."
"That's as if I'm some kind of terrifying person," the man chuckled.
"Yuan Xiaocheng, your ears are so sharp, even I dare not play it wrong." Another girl in the dressing room turned her head. She was Qin Fei, Luo Xikui's partner pianist.
Yuan Cheng smiled, then turned to Luo Xikui and said, "They're all still waiting outside. Can we leave now?"
Luo Xikui wiped her face, tied her hair up in a bun, picked up her bag, and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go."
She turned back and waved to Qin Fei again, saying, "Sister Fei, I owe you a favor this time. I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow."
Qin Fei waved her hand and laughed, "When will you invite me to your wedding?"
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