beauty winner

The stage was empty, but most of the audience seemed to still have eager expectations for the comeback. The applause and cheers did not slacken, and there was even a faint tendency to overweight.Especially in the Chinese community, many compatriots have become high-profile at this time, and they continue to stand when other races around them sit down, and they don't care that they slap their hands more ostentatiously than others.

But the audience's insistence was not responded to. Nearly a minute later, the lights on the stage dimmed for the most part.

The audience was disappointed and sighed mixed with complaints, but the wives of politicians or well-known music critics were impatient to continue to make trouble with the ordinary audience. attention.

Yang Jingxing also seemed to be about to leave, but he hadn't received any funding, so he didn't have to pay attention to politicians or businessmen like the other two composers tonight, but he didn't dare to neglect his compatriots, and waved his hands four times Or greet with a national smile.

Unless Jeromir came on stage again, the trend of the end of the concert would be irreversible, and the concert hall would gradually become noisy and less polite.

"Goodbye, Yang Jingxing." The compatriots even called out their names, and they were quite affectionate, although they had never met face to face.

Yang Jingxing accurately discerned the direction and returned a smile and nodded.

Although the audience was a little noisy, the order was still very good. Those who wanted to take a step ahead and those who hadn't left were not in a hurry at all. Shangpu alumni did not affect others when they approached Yang Jingxing, but the boys in Class [-] said " Four zero two" was not polite.

Yang Jingxing, who was waving upstairs, quickly turned his attention to his alumni, and even smiled brighter for fear of becoming a street teacher, but probably not many people here know the notoriety of [-].

It was difficult to move and it was not good to shout out. The alumni looked a little anxious, so Cao Linglan gestured to Yang Jingxing to call.

Yang Jingxing waved goodbye and mouthed thank you.

Cao Linglan simply shouted: "Waiting for your call!"

Yang Jingxing hesitated with a smile, he had already made it very clear and even emphasized to his classmates that he didn't have time tonight or tomorrow.

Motiti was afraid that [-] might not hear clearly, so he waved vigorously: "Wait for you!" Other alumni and friends also stared at [-] with sincere welcome.

Yang Jingxing nodded and returned the phone gesture.

The alumni were still laughing happily, and several of them continued to wave at [-], but the salute was obviously a mockery.Level [-] is really immature, jumping around and calling seniors.

Of course, these people who have follow-up activities will take the side exit. Yang Jingxing and Teacher You abducted out quickly, but someone was faster than them. Have been waiting for a long time.After all, it is Professor Tongsha, and he reached out his hand lightly after casual acquaintance: "Congratulations."

Yang Jingxing didn't have much enthusiasm: "Thank you."

Professor Tongsha withdrew his hand and stuffed it into his trouser pocket and said casually, "It's very different from what I imagined."

Yang Jingxing asked casually, "Which aspect are you referring to?"

"All of them." Professor Tongsha didn't seem to care too much, he changed his eyes and changed the topic: "It may sound a little strange, but I know you have held some kind of teaching position in Puhai Conservatory of Music. It is said that you are like a professor. I mean, if Julia had the same position, would you be interested?"

Yang Jingxing was waiting for the other person to finish speaking. He shook his head and laughed: "It sounds good, but I haven't..."

Tong Sha nodded very understandingly before finishing listening: "I understand, I just thought it would be fun and creative..."

Tongsha is actually a concise and concise person, but he lost his standard today. Before he could express his specific meaning clearly, Yemima brought a group of people over in a dignified manner.

Yang Jingxing had to warmly welcome the two steps to please the dean and wife of the Manhattan School of Music who met during Puyin's [-]th anniversary celebration: "Mr. Randall is so glad to see you, I hope you have a good night Randall Mrs."

The husband's expression was still bright, and the dean's wife couldn't help it: "It was a miraculous night. I saw a miracle, which made me more excited than when I saw that incomparably noble and brilliant pianist in Puhai two years ago." Wow, I can't believe it's you who have once again shattered my loftiest hopes for music. Thank you, thank you very much!"

Yang Jingxing hehe: "My honor."

"Genius is obvious to true lovers but opportunity is rare." Yemima seized the opportunity brilliantly: "Let me introduce, Professor Buxbaum, University of Rochester Eastman School..."

Yang Jingxing did not neglect: "It is a pleasure to meet your professor. I have read "Mussorgsky and the Russian Tradition" and "The Creation of the Crack", which left a deep impression on me."

The other party immediately became academic: "About "The Creation of Cracks", as I saw just now, I may have missed some important parts that should be discussed."

Yang Jingxing was very enthusiastic: "If the professor likes it, Chinese music is a treasure, and we welcome you very much."

Academics can’t be allowed to start talking about themselves endlessly. Yemima had to continue to introduce: “I believe that Mr. Moreno has already discovered the treasure. He has been to China several times.”

Moreno is a well-known playwright of musicals, and he is barely a fan of East Asian culture, although what he did a few years ago with a play based on "The Son-in-law" made a group of Western actors wear nondescript clothes and sing so-called oriental poems in bel canto. Broadway ended in a fiasco, but Director Yang still showed due respect.

Yemima then introduced a middle-aged Caucasian man who was probably a music scholar. He could highly evaluate the artistic value of the Second Symphony from all aspects after only one listening.There was also a manager of a female performer who said that she was of [-]/[-] Chinese descent. She did not come to sign Yang Jingxing, but just to satisfy the strong curiosity after hearing the legend.There is also an executive of a piano brand in an evening gown. Although he is a businessman, he is not inferior to Yang Jingxing's colleagues in putting on a high hat.

It sounded like he was not a small person, but Yang Jingxing could only say a few polite words at this meeting, trying not to offend others.

Professor Tongsha had a personality, and when he found himself unable to speak, he left directly.Due to cultural differences, other people did not retain Tongsha, and even Yemima did not say a word of politeness to her colleagues.

Although no one took the initiative to provide positions or sponsorship, the adulation skills of Yemima and his group were unmatched. The dean's wife was determined to change from a fan of the noble pianist to a fan of the dream composer.I feel that after the composer is blown out, I strike all kinds of invitations while the iron is hot, and I can't wait to issue them in written form immediately, which really reveals a prosperous and prosperous atmosphere.

Yang Jingxing was still very honored, but he couldn't make any decision right now, and there were more people waiting for him to thank him.

It was also a cultural difference, these enthusiastic people did not follow Yang Jingxing to join in the fun and celebrate, bid farewell solemnly and believed that they would see each other again soon.

Several people wanted to hurry to the backstage, but Teacher You still sighed to Director Yang: "The United States does attract talents."

Director Yang is concerned about his colleagues: "Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry." Teacher You was full of energy and understood: "I'll ask Head Wen how they can arrange it."

Director Yang didn't mean that: "It's fine if you're not hungry, I'll find something to eat myself."

Teacher You felt again: "I guess I want to eat something after I'm busy."

Time seemed to be tight, Yang Jingxing was about to say goodbye to Le Zheng who had been standing beside him with a smiling face for so long: "Veronica, thank you for everything you have done these two days."

Veronica solemnly: "It's my honor, Mr. Yang, you are the most amazing and exciting musician I have seen in these eight years of work, and you are a very friendly and polite person, especially for Us, do you remember Grace?"

"Of course." Yang Jingxing really took himself seriously: "She provided a lot of help, I hope I can say thank you in person."

Veronica surprises: "She will be very happy! You are a legend to her, you know she once dreamed of being a pianist?"

"I hope she can still get happiness from it." Yang Jingxing nodded and said to Teacher You, "Try to rest as early as possible today."

Teacher You is only in his early thirties, and he is very confident in his physical fitness.

Yang Jingxing took out his phone and sent a message to his girlfriend: "It's going well, my wife is waiting for my call."

Walking to the backstage entrance, Veronica took two steps forward, turned left and stood upright, with a smile on her face that turned into a door greeting: "I wish you all the best, sir."

Is this going to war?Yang Jingxing stepped into the door and found that there was no scary scene, groups of musicians who hadn't changed their clothes were talking in a harmonious and friendly manner, both Chinese and Western, Le Wu still had things to do but was also personable, plus there were some politicians and wives. , this backstage looks like some kind of elegant and high-class party.

Being a high-class person also requires skill and talent. The daughter of a politician who is beside her mother and looks at what Moritz is talking about brilliantly and respectfully does not know how to pay attention to the door that is almost out of the corner of her eye. She is composing The family reacted with one foot outside the door, calling out with great skill: "He's there, he's coming!"

These dozens of people were not surprised or dull, and they didn't need to test and wait and see. They seemed to be instantly infected by the skill in the voice, and the same expressions as those of the caller appeared on their faces.What kind of musical language, which performer throughout the ages can have this kind of skill?

There is no need for anyone to direct, and the applause that matches the expression very well rang out. Not only does it match well, but it also promotes each other.

Yang Jingxing nodded and smiled at everyone, but the big strides he took towards the group of most elite people fully demonstrated his snobbishness.

They were all snobbish. When they saw the conductor shaking hands with the composer, people who had just stepped off the stage turned into spectators. Even the folk music performers from Puhai seemed a little uncomfortable with the appreciative expressions.

After matching two lines with Yeromil, Yang Jingxing paid tribute to Moritz, and the other party's acting skills were also good.Mrs. Politician has a passion for acting, so it's a bit of an overkill.Wilson can also be regarded as a leading role, whether it is a play or not, taking the initiative to enter the painting does not bother the protagonist to move.

Yang Jingxing obviously likes to walk around, how many flattering words that have no bottom line can make people blush while walking around.The four folk music chiefs were really scattered just right, almost letting the composer's path radiate the entire backstage, and the folk music seniors also skillfully cooperated with the protagonist to finish the play.

However, a small supporting role like Grace is not very good. She stood on the edge and watched the protagonist walk towards her but couldn't show any reaction. After the protagonist stretched out his hand and the audience applauded, her The performance is still obviously unnatural and makes people play, and it can't be a vase in terms of appearance.

On the contrary, the actors were well-trained and kept up with the protagonist's rhythm. After the protagonist finished shaking hands, everyone's applause stopped just right, and the audience quietly looked at the protagonist.

Yang Jingxing obviously didn't have high-level talent and experience, and he had to turn half a circle to look around before speaking: "Thank you, wonderful concert, extraordinary Mr. Jeromir, great New York Philharmonic, great performer, thank you Good night, everyone."

The audience applauded again.

Alright, the ceremony was completed, the high-ranking people invited each other to the VIP lounge and brought Yang Jingxing with them.

While chatting with high-class people, Yang Jingxing first received a text message from Cao Linglan: We are old, don't worry.

The bizarre imagination of the children of politicians about the mysterious oriental country is really worrying that they will soon be ruined. Yang Jingxing sincerely suggested that they have the opportunity to see it with their own eyes. Then he received a text message from Mr. You: Everyone is waiting.

It only took 5 minutes for Yang Jingxing to come to the small square of the Art Center. It was almost eleven o'clock. Although the surrounding area was still brightly lit, the temperature was estimated to be close to zero. The middle-aged Chinese women who were still taking pictures with each other were laughing after the flashlight passed. Swarm to put on their coats.But the folk music performers have to stay still and wait for the next shutter or the next group of people with a brilliant smile.

There are not many people nearby, and about four NO.50 Chinese are already the dominant group.The female reporter has good eyesight, and rushed towards the composer as if grabbing the headlines, with a very urgent expression and tone: "Congratulations, it's wonderful, it's wonderful! Did you expect that your work would be awarded at the Lincoln Center for the Arts?" Such a success? Sorry..."

Xiao Shuxia on the phone was also anxious: "Who? Who is talking? How dare you not say it!"

Yang Jingxing gave himself a long face: "Friends here, let's not talk about it and call later..."

"No!" Xiao Shuxia roared angrily, "Don't hang up the phone, let me hear what you guys have to say! What else do you have without photos or videos? Believe it or not, I'll clean you up?"

Yang Jingxing said: "If you don't have anything, save me some face."

"You still want face? What face do you have?" Xiao Shuxia spoke softly and seductively: "No one will know if you don't hang up the phone. I will buy you a sports car when I come back. You should look after it in the United States first, and keep your word."

Yang Chengyi still dared to resist: "Sports car? Should I run or should it run?"

Yang Jingxing said again: "I'm dead, bye."

The female reporter has adjusted her expression: "I'm sorry, I'm too excited."

Yang Jingxing didn't mind, but he had to go to Wen Fujiang's group first: "I'm sorry, I didn't know that Teacher Mao and you were still here..."