Over the weekend, the Kyushu Party Media Information Public Platform issued the following notice.
To all citizens:
A large-scale classical music concert will be held on the stage of the Kyushu Grand Theatre at around 7:30 pm on September 6th, performed by the Listening Chamber Orchestra. The selection includes classical music works such as "Salut d'Amour," "Für Elise," and "Waltz No. 2." All music lovers are welcome to attend and enjoy the concert.
The Listening Chamber Orchestra, the most renowned orchestra in Kyushu, comprises top musicians from around the world, and we hear that a new performer has joined the group.
This year's first performance naturally attracted much attention.
However, by 6 p.m., a steady stream of people dressed in suits and tuxedos were already heading to the concert.
Meng Jiuyi, dressed in a linen shirt and jeans, wearing a hat, moved through the crowd. She lightly touched the QR code on her ticket to the entrance gate, and the closed passage opened for her on its own.
The deep blue of the interplay of lights and the evening sky descends from the dome, and information about the twenty-six musicians appears one by one on the display board, their resumes leaving everyone speechless.
Meng Jiuyi stood in front of Gao Xianyue's photo, a few meters away, and looked at it calmly for a long time.
It's like a flood flowing backwards, time flowing backwards, returning to that first glance we exchanged many years ago.
[Gao Xian Yue – the adopted daughter of the chairman of Gao Ye Group. The couple, busy with their careers for many years, had no children of their own, so they adopted six-year-old Gao Xian Yue from an orphanage and treated her as their own. After Chairman Gao passed away, the group was taken over by Mrs. Gao, and the mother and daughter relied on each other, sharing a harmonious relationship.]
The investigation yielded very little information. Meng Jiuyi withdrew his gaze and walked calmly toward the concert hall.
Tan Ni called at that moment, and after she answered, the other party said...
"Is Xiao Jiu busy?"
Meng Jiuyi said softly, "I was just about to visit a friend I haven't seen in years. What's wrong?"
"I'm thinking of booking you for next weekend. The last banquet was so boring without you. We could only talk about jewelry, clothes and bags. My face was stiff from smiling so much. You have to save me!"
Meng Jiuyi listened for a long time but still didn't understand what it meant.
"Rescue what?"
"My brother's engagement party next week is being held at the Peninsula Garden Hotel. It's going to be quite a grand affair. Although I'm not entirely satisfied with my future sister-in-law, I can't just skip it."
Oh! I almost forgot about that.
Meng Jiuyi hadn't been paying much attention to entertainment news lately, nor had he returned to the Meng family, so naturally he didn't know that the invitation had already been sent to the Meng family.
Now that they've successfully reached the engagement stage, the marriage should be a done deal.
Tan Ni: "I don't care, you have to come with me this time."
Meng Jiuyi smiled and agreed. After hanging up the phone, she sat down in her reserved seat.
The huge concert hall was packed with people in no time.
**
In the lounge.
The makeup artist had already done Gao Xian Yue's makeup. Her charming curly hair was styled in a high bun, revealing her full forehead, and the snake totem necklace around her neck made her look noble and elegant.
Gao Xianyue rubbed her phone and sent a message to Uncle Zhuang.
Uncle Zhuang, it seems like a lot has changed here since I last came back after so many years. You should know a lot about the powerful families in Kyushu from following Brother Yanzhi. Could you ask someone for me?
Uncle Zhuang replied to her within a few minutes.
Who does Miss Crescent Moon want to know?
Gao Xian Yue was typing slowly when she suddenly heard other people whispering in her ear.
"Has the conductor gone mad? He actually put her second in cello position. Will she surpass Vivian, the star of the show, someday?"
"There's nothing we can do about it; after all, they've performed on the grand stage of the Rhine Concert Hall."
The woman laughed sarcastically, "Laughable, that lousy stage isn't something you can just get on if you pay money, is it? Do you really think you're something special just because you played a trio?"
"As expected, connections really do matter. I've never heard of someone squeezing out the station director's granddaughter. The orchestra lineup was finalized months ago, and then inexplicably, she ended up on the other side."
"Really? That's so shameless."
Gao Xian Yue paused for a moment, then turned to look at them.
A group of people surrounded the woman in front of the dressing mirror. The woman didn't say a word the whole time, but the group became more and more enthusiastic.
Gao Xianyue's red lips curved into a smile.
"Are you talking about me, calling me 'cheap'?"
"Let whoever wants to take it personally say it. It's just that the commander is almost sixty years old. I didn't expect someone to have such a heavy taste."
Spreading rumors and smearing others are things Gao Xianyue did years ago.
The curve of her lips remained unchanged.
"You describe it with such experience, have you perhaps experienced it yourself?"
"you--"
"Okay!"
The woman in the middle spoke up to mediate, "We're all in the same group, so let's not fight amongst ourselves. The conductor must have his reasons for putting Crescent Moon in second place. Tina, as a veteran of the orchestra, should give newcomers more opportunities."
These words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire. The positions in the band have remained unchanged for ten years, and the unspoken rule for newcomers is to climb up from the bottom, which represents absolute hierarchy and status.
Tina worked her way up here for many years, only to give up her position with a simple "I'll give you a chance," letting out a cold, indifferent laugh.
The woman turned her head and winked at Gao Xian Yue.
“Xuan Yue, I’m so glad you could join us. My name is Vivian.”
Cannon fodder who throws mud, and middlemen who appear kind but actually fan the flames.
Gao Xian Yue put down her phone, her smile turning dull. Was she being isolated?
**
At 7 o'clock sharp, the lights in the entire concert hall went out instantly, and the huge curtain slowly unfolded, tracing a beautiful arc as the conductor waved his arms.
The music is melodious and gentle, flowing slowly throughout the piece, making the listener feel as if they are in a European palace.
It is Mozart's "Serenade".
Meng Jiuyi, who was seated, slowly raised her head. She had taken off her hat, and the dim light swirled in her clear eyes.
She looked at Gao Xianyue, who was almost in the center of the stage and was immersed in his performance.
The lamplight, like moonlight, adorned her delicate face. Surrounded by elderly musicians in their forties, her youthful beauty stood out strikingly.
In addition to securing a spot in the orchestra for her, Meng Jiuyi also specifically asked Shen Yuan to move her to the front of the list.
Everyone in the band is a relative, and their individual achievements are insignificant compared to the unspoken hierarchy within the industry.
If this performance is successful, then Gao Xian Yue's position in the orchestra will be settled.
But how could those elderly people who are so eager to make a living be content with that?
We've reached the third movement!
After this section, the music would become more subdued, and the director's palms were practically sweating.
This was the first large-scale project he had undertaken since taking office. In addition to the live broadcast by the TV station, many leaders also attended the concert in person.
He hoped that nothing would go wrong and was praying silently when suddenly, with a piercing "clang," the cello string snapped instantly, and the beautiful music came to an abrupt end.
All eyes were on Gao Xianyue's face in the center of the stage. She was stunned for half a second, clearly not quite understanding, and immediately wanted to continue the musical movement.
However, the entire audience fell silent, followed by an uproar.
The director in the audience turned almost deathly pale.
Oh no, this is a performance mishap!
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