Reborn singer dad

Chapter 61 Journey to Ceylon 4
Aoki has never been to a conservatory of music, but Sheng Liangpeng is indeed a typical academic. When he was studying in the past, he heard the teacher tell a lot about this artist.

"Brother Peng, call quickly and go back to China?"

"What's wrong? Tell this to your relatives and friends in China? You can really show off this kind of thing."

"No, I'm not talking about telling relatives and friends."

"what is that?"

"Ask China to go to the airport immediately and check in an erhu for me on the fastest plane to Weiner?"

"Erhu? Isn't it a cooperative piano?"

"No, Thomas plays the piano, and I play the erhu with my pieces."

Sheng Liangpeng gave Aoki a thumbs up: "Awesome, I think you are also the first Chinese to play the erhu at the Wiener Golden Theater."

Then he called back to China to find a friend to help Aoki order the best erhu. This time he performed at the Wiener Golden Theater, so he couldn't be ashamed.

But then Sheng Liangpeng put down the phone and said helplessly: "Qingmu, I'm sorry, I bought this erhu, but they went to the airport and said that the flight from Shushi to Weiner is only in the afternoon, so it's already evening?"

This is very difficult. You can’t find an instrument like the erhu in Ceylon, and the time in China can’t keep up with the difficulty.

After thinking about it, Aoki still called Lan Cheng: "What's the matter, Brother Aoki, I heard that you went to Ceylon, how are you doing?"

"Brother Lan Cheng, there is an urgent matter now." Then he told Lan Cheng about the performance at the Weiner Golden Theater tonight.

This also startled Lan Cheng on the other end of the phone, isn't he going on a trip?How did this turn out to be performing on stage with famous musicians in the Wiener Golden Hall?
"No problem, let me figure it out."

After hanging up, Lan Cheng thought for a while and dialed the phone: "Hey, old man, don't I don't want to come back now. My Blue Star Entertainment is doing well. I have something to ask you. Let me borrow your private jet..."

On the other side, with the appearance of the sun, the heavy fog over the airport dissipated, and the group boarded Weiner's plane with a nervous mood, everything was counting on Lan.

This matter made him very worried. If he couldn't perform on stage because of the instrument, he would really regret it for the rest of his life.

After getting off the plane, although Wiener was not as prosperous as Mader, the surrounding buildings were more antique and more artistic. Several people came to Lucy's pre-booked villa, but he was not in the mood to go out to play.

The phone rang, and Lan Cheng called back: "brother, this matter is more difficult."

Aoki thumped when he heard this, his face was full of disappointment, it seemed that he really had no fate.

"But just now I called to borrow our old man's private jet. It has been flying to Weiner for more than an hour now. After arriving, they will contact you and send you the erhu."

Aoki was a little excited, but also very grateful to him: "Lan Cheng didn't agree with the family philosophy, so he left the Lan Group to develop alone. This time he lowered his head for himself and asked his father to borrow a private jet."

"Brother Lan, thank you thank you."

"It's okay, it's okay, play well, don't lose face to our Chinese nation."

After putting down the phone, Aoki happily told everyone that it was settled, and the stone in his heart also fell down at this time.

"Go out and eat, I'm hungry."

Xiaorou also said, "I'm hungry too."

Come to daddy to hug you and go to have a big meal. After going out, everyone went to Weiner's famous Palme d'Or restaurant.

"Dad, I want to eat this snail."

"point".

"The tomahawk steak in Wood seems to be delicious."

"point".

As night fell, the ancient city of Wiener had already fallen into silence, but outside the theater, there were indeed a lot of people from all over the world, arranged in an orderly manner, and chatting in small groups outside the theater.

Aoki held the erhu in his hand, and a group of people walked into this theater with a history of the previous year. When several people were about to enter, they were stopped. The security inspector said politely: "Sir, I'm sorry, you can't enter without buying a ticket." go inside."

This is very embarrassing, Aoki only bought tickets for Su Wanyu and the others today, but he didn't buy tickets for himself.

Aoki said: "Sir, I didn't come to see the performance. I was invited by Mr. Tyre Thomas to perform as a guest."

The Caucasian woman couldn't believe it. How could this oriental man with a strange object know Mr. Thomas, and if he was invited, he would definitely have a pass.

But he still replied politely: "Sorry sir, if you are an invited guest, you should have a pass, but now it seems that you don't have one."

The audience queuing up at the back saw that Aoki couldn't pass through here for a long time, and they were a little impatient. He had no choice but to let Su Wanyu and others go in first, and stood aside to let the people behind pass.

Aoki put down the erhu in his hand, took out his business card and dialed the number on the phone: "Which one is there?" Thomas' voice came

"Mr. Thomas, I am the young Chinese man who met you at the airport today."

"Where are you now, the show is about to start."

"I'm currently outside the Wiener Theater, stopped by security." Aoki told him the matter.

"My God, I'm sorry, just wait a minute and I'll come out."

After hanging up the phone, Aoki waited helplessly at the same spot, and the people entering the venue also cast strange eyes on the oriental man standing beside the ticket inspector.

Within a few minutes, Aoki heard a voice from behind: "I'm sorry, dear Mu."

Looking up, it was Thomas wearing an exquisite tuxedo. The old man was dressed even more handsomely tonight.

"Sorry. I forgot to give you a pass when I was at the airport today. Please accept my apology." The old man still spoke so elegantly, a gentleman.

The appearance of Thomas at the ticket gate also attracted cheers from the crowd. The old man also greeted everyone kindly, and then took out his pass and led Aoki into the backcourt.

Looking at the erhu in Aoki's hand, he said in surprise: "Is this the instrument called erhu you mentioned?"

Aoki smiled and said, "Mr. Thomas, yes."

"Can you show me?"

Aoki handed him the erhu, and Thomas held the erhu and stroked the python-skinned drumhead. It was amazing. I had never seen such a delicate handmade musical instrument.

This erhu is made by craftsmen with top-grade lobular red sandalwood and five-year-old python skin, which is extremely exquisite.

Thomas is also full of interest: "I really want to chat with you again, but the time does not allow, please allow me to accompany me, I want to discuss with you after I finish the performance."

"Of course Mr. Thomas, this stage belongs to you."

Thomas walked halfway up the steps and turned to Aoki and said, "No, my friend, you are wrong, tonight belongs to us."

(End of this chapter)