Evil CEO has been divorced again!

Just about to stamp off.

Turning around, I found that outside the small VIP concert hall, at this time, it was actually full of people.

They all craned their necks in the hope of a ticket.

Staff to maintain order: "sorry, only one person, one vote, no tickets, please leave, do not make a lot of noise."

However, the crowd did not have tickets, but no one was willing to leave -

"we will listen outside."

"We promise not to be noisy."

"Let's just feel the artistic atmosphere quietly. Please."

Jun Ruyi was blocked by the crowd and couldn't advance or retreat. She rolled her eyes.

As far as she knows, it's just a guitar recital. What art? Funny?

However.

However, the crowd is constantly increasing. People downstairs take the elevator or climb the stairs. They are all arranged outside the concert hall in an orderly manner, and their expressions are too pious.

Jun Ruyi is very puzzled.

She remembered that on her father's ticket, the player's name was Shuang. She was not a famous performer at all, and she had never heard of it. What were these people thinking in their minds? They crowded over?

Brain damage!

She was so tired standing on high heels.

==

Concert Hall on the first floor.

Qin Wenwen's performance finally began.

She appeared in a short skirt, smiling and bowing to the audience.

When I raised my body, I found a surprising scene.

The hall of ten thousand people was almost full just now.

At the moment, half of them have gone.

Even if you go to the bathroom, it's impossible for so many people to go to the bathroom at the same time, right?

She was a little confused about what the situation was. Her eyes swept over the black hawk on the first row of the stage, and she felt a little uneasy.

Because the most respectable rows of VIP seats near Duanmu Black Hawk are all gone.

That is to say, the most impressive guests have left.

The rest is the passers-by whose mother gave tickets for nothing, that is, the audience who bought them.

Duanmu Black Hawk to her gesture, let her start quickly, mentality does not collapse.

Qin Wenwen took a deep breath and went to the grand piano.

Mentality does not collapse, does not collapse.

How can it not collapse?

Before her concert started, half of the people had gone, and they were still walking. Where did they go?

Did they all go upstairs to the mysterious performer's concert?

Who in the world is stealing her limelight?

Qin gentle heart a chaos, raised the first key on the slip wrong sound.

The black eagle frowned.

Qin gently and flustered quickly put up her fingers and posed --

No, the teacher said that she was going to create history today, to show the playing methods never seen in the history of piano, and to be famous in history.

She's going to be a blockbuster!

Thinking, she finally focused, raised her legs

==

VIP Concert Hall on the top floor.

The continuous flow of people, so that the staff to go crazy, constantly advise: "we do not come back, come also can not enter..."

However, the enthusiastic audience didn't listen. They had various purposes and were all very eager:

"I heard that presidents were in it, and there were many big presidents. The imperial society was more than half of the upper class. This kind of occasion must not be missed. "

"I heard that emperor Q might be there."

"My Xinghe dada may come today. He let Zhongfen have time to see it."

"I am Xihe goddess and rain god, and I will be with them."

"It's said that Mr. Yun will play new music. I must be the first to hear..."

The staff are really going crazy.

What kind of character is that Miss Qin, who can invite Mr. Nalan to reserve the venue and so many big men in the Empire.

What's more, it attracts so many fans!

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