Roaming in the dark

Chapter 445

After eating, the kitchen was cleaned up, and the two of them went to the sofa in the living room to sit down. Sun Hong asked:

"Start, our [-]th talk?"

Sheng Chuncheng said, wait a minute, this weekend, can we start later?Can I sleep in tomorrow?

Sun Hong smiled and said, "Okay, but do you have days off?"

Sheng Chun wanted to say, if I want, every day can be a rest day.After thinking about it without saying anything, he felt that if he dared to say such outrageous words, it would be inevitable that he would be taught by Sun Hong.

Sheng Chuncheng said: "Today is all arranged, tomorrow can be later."

Sun Hong said "Oh" and said, "Okay, what are we doing now?"

"I want to watch the live broadcast." Sheng Chuncheng said, "Do you want to watch it?"

"The one from 'Slaying the Male Demon'?"

"No, it's from a friend of mine. Today is his first live broadcast, and I want to cheer him on." Sheng Chuncheng said.

Sun Hong said yes, I will watch it with you.

Sheng Chuncheng turned on his mobile phone and clicked on August and Yanyan's live broadcast room. Today, both of these two live broadcast rooms started broadcasting Yu Mazi's live broadcast room at the same time. One hour before the broadcast, after helping him drain, August and Yanyan, Then switch back to your live broadcast room.

For Yu Dazi’s special live broadcast, it turned out that Xue’er was going to call it “Silly Egg in a Tuxedo”, but the word “Silly Egg” didn’t make sense. Later, Yu Mazi thought of a name called “Disrupted Stave”.

Sheng Chuncheng projected the screen on his mobile phone to the TV. Before the broadcast officially started, Yu Dazi led three colleagues and was playing Wieniawski's Violin Concerto No. [-] in D minor.The strange thing is that Yu Dazi didn't hold the violin under his chin, but played the violin on his thigh like an erhu.

Sheng Chuncheng was dumbfounded and laughed again.

"Glamorous." Sun Hong said, "Is this your friend?"

Sheng Chuncheng was right.

"What does he do?" Sun Hong asked.

"Principal violin of the Hangzhou Philharmonic Orchestra."

"Their troupe is still allowed to come out and broadcast live?" Sun Hong was surprised.

Sheng Chuncheng said: "Allowed, this is originally a collaboration between MCN and the Hangzhou Philharmonic Orchestra. Do you know what their leader said when talking about cooperation?"

"How do you say it?" Sun Hong asked.

"He said, one word, do it, four words, fuck it." Sheng Chuncheng laughed loudly after speaking, and Sun Hong snorted:
"It's not surprising that you are engaged in art."

Sheng Chuncheng sat there, lifted one foot onto the sofa, and put it on his chest. Sun Hong patted his thigh, and said to him, "Put it down."

"Why?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.

"Give me a pillow." Sun Hong said.

Sheng Chuncheng put her legs down, and Sun Hong fell sideways, with her head resting on Sheng Chuncheng's lap. Sheng Chuncheng touched her face, and after a while, Sun Hong fell asleep amidst the sound of the violin.

The live broadcast started. Today's special live broadcast is actually an on-site auction. The auction items are collected by Xueer and the others from the Internet. There are violins made by Italian and domestic violin makers. Tried the piano on the spot, and then started to sell it, with a limit of 2 minutes. The audience in the live broadcast room began to bid from the starting price, and when the time was up, the highest bidder won.

There are also a lot of Bakelite records, two sets of stereos, and a two-page letter written in pen by Wang Xilin, the greatest composer in China.

Mazi Yu said that in the history of western music and art, the image of hell appears from time to time. Hell is not so terrible. Dante can be roamed by a beautiful woman in hell.What is more frightening than hell is actually our Chinese underworld. The underworld is a place of despair, and the voices there are despairing, silent cries with their throats cut off.

Yu Mazi said: "In Wang Xilin's third symphony, there is the underworld, which is the saddest place in the history of world music, and only we Chinese, like Mr. Wang, who have personally experienced that era, can understand it. Understand and comprehend what kind of despair it is, even at the end of the sky, there is no hope of seeing a little light, Lao She and Fu Lei died in such despair..."

In the background, Wang Xilin's Third Symphony sounded, and the music scratched people's hearts like glass.Yu Dazi lowered his head to listen and explain.When he raised his head, tears were streaming down his face, which surprised Sheng Chuncheng. In the message area, there was also a long series of crying expressions, and everyone was infected.

The entire live broadcast, from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] pm, all the items were sold out. Tonight’s live broadcast was a success. Sheng Chuncheng sent messages to Xueer, Yanyan, August and Yu Dazi respectively on WeChat, wishing them a successful live broadcast .

Yu Dazi came back quickly: "Thank you, I also wish you success in getting banned, and I will show you the live supper later."

Sheng Chuncheng laughed and said, "Okay!"

Sun Hong woke up, she looked at the TV, it was already dark, then looked up at Sheng Chuncheng, and asked: "It's over?"

"It's over." Sheng Chuncheng said.

"How about it?"

"It was very successful. Everything was sold after more than a dozen rounds of competition. The transaction price was much higher than the auction price. The most exaggerated thing is that there was a letter from a composer, from [-] yuan, which was finally carried to the Fifty-two thousand deals." Sheng Chuncheng said.

"Only one letter sells so high?"

"Correct."

"Are these people crazy?" Sun Hong asked.

Sheng Chuncheng said: "There are many rich people now."

Sun Hong sat up, took her own cup and Sheng Chuncheng's cup, went out to add water, came back to put down the water, went to the bathroom again, and walked back.

Sheng Chuncheng asked: "I slept so soundly just now, did you wake up?"

"Wake up." Sun Hong said, "I did the same thing when I was alone at home. I fell asleep watching TV. However, today I have an extra pillow, which is very comfortable."

Sheng Chuncheng laughed loudly and cursed: "You are comfortable, my legs are numb, and I dare not move for fear of waking you up."

Sun Hong giggled: "Didn't I say that, you are so kind to me."

Sheng Chuncheng clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's start our [-]th talk."

Sun Hong said yes.She walked over, reached out to turn off the light, walked back and sat down.Sheng Chuncheng asked, "Why turn off the lights?"

"Isn't it telling a story?" Sun Hong said.

"Why do you have to turn off the lights when telling a story?" Sheng Chuncheng said, "Is it a sense of ritual again?"

"Yes and no." In the darkness, Sun Hong leaned over and leaned on Sheng Chuncheng's shoulder, and said, "Don't you think that telling your own story with the light on will make people who tell and listen feel a little embarrassed? "

Sheng Chuncheng thought about it, it seemed that this was really the case.

"Who will speak first?" Sun Hong asked.

Sheng Chuncheng said you.

"why?"

"I don't know how to speak." Sheng Chuncheng laughed.

"I don't know either." Sun Hong said, "But you're a boy, so tell me first."

"This is women first, no." Sheng Chuncheng said, "Let's hammer paper scissors."

"No." Sun Hong shook her head, "You can't beat me."

Sheng Chuncheng was not convinced, and shouted: "Hammer, scissors, paper, north of the equator, who have I never been afraid of?"

Sun Hong laughed loudly: "Then I will scare you today, go and turn on the light."

Sheng Chuncheng stood up, walked over to turn on the light, and walked back, making sure to hammer and scissor the paper with Sun Hong. Sun Hong asked, "Really?"

Sheng Chuncheng said, "Of course."

Sun Hong said yes.

The two agreed to win two out of three rounds, but in the first two rounds, Sheng Chuncheng lost. Sun Hong giggled and asked, "Do you want to lose the third round?"

Sheng Chuncheng said yes, but I didn't believe the oblique, but the third hand came and Sheng Chuncheng lost again.Sun Hong said, well, I will give you three as a gift.The two fought three more times, but Sheng Chuncheng still lost all of them.

"Are you convinced?" Sun Hong asked.

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced, how did you do it?" Sheng Chuncheng was puzzled and asked.

Sun Hong smiled and said, "Actually, it's not how I did it. It's because I've been hinting to you what should happen. Of course I'm sure of winning."

"How is it possible?" Shouted Sheng Chuncheng.

Sun Hong giggled: "I will tell you the trick later, now, go and turn off the lights."

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