Unparalleled Crazy Young System

Chapter 1862-Meeting Ning Yawen Again

"Is it enough? Let's go to Teacher Song Yawen." Ye Hao sat in the car and looked at Song Xiaoyue who was still looking at the seaside scenery reluctantly outside the car.

"I still can't bear to leave." Song Xiaoyue looked at the flowers, the sea, and the beautiful scenery.

If given her choice, she really likes to be able to stay here for the rest of her life with the one she loves.

"Then we will be here in the next few days." Ye Hao suggested.

Hearing what Ye Hao said, Song Xiaoyue immediately dispelled the thoughts in her heart and got in the car.

"Seeing you behaved so well this morning, I don't blame you." Song Xiaoyue took a deep breath and smiled satisfied.

The complaints about things last night disappeared instantly.

But this made Ye Hao very confused.

Blame me? What is to blame for me?

With doubts, Ye Hao drove towards Yuhang.

The music Song Xiaoyue wants to see is Ning Yawen.

According to Ye Hao's understanding, Ning Yawen is now attending a music festival in Yuhang.

After driving for two hours, Ye Hao and Song Xiaoyue came to the Yuhang Music Festival.

This is a large area, mainly divided into several areas, popular music, classical music, national instrumental music, Western instrumental music.

Ye Hao and Song Xiaoyue found Ning Yawen in the middle of the venue of national instrumental music and western instrumental music.

Ning Yawen wore that unchanging black elegant cheongsam, which looked like a very dazzling black pearl in the crowd.

Many people around are talking to him, most of them are men.

After all, Ning Yawen is still single so far, and it is said that the relationship between Ning Yawen and Yuhanghu's family is very good now, this is a rich family.

Ye Hao and Song Xiaoyue came quietly behind Ning Yawen, and Song Xiaoyue directly rushed up and hugged Ning Yawen.

"Ms. Ning."

Facing Ning Yawen with a surprised look, Song Xiaoyue put out her tongue mischievously.

During the high school period, Song Xiaoyue's two favorite teachers were Zhao Yanzhao and Ning Yawen.

"Xiaoyue! Why are you here?" Ning Yawen looked at her former student unexpectedly. Since she suddenly appeared here, wouldn't it be him...

Ning Yawen quickly saw Ye Hao in front of her. When facing this man, the emotion in Ning Yawen's eyes was obviously different from looking at other men.

"Xiaoyue said she missed you, so she came to see you specially, didn't disturb you." Ye Hao smiled.

"No, no." Ning Yawen shook her head.

"Yawen, who are these two?" Ning Yawen's companion looked at the pair of handsome men and women in confusion.

"It's my student, and my friend." Ning Yawen introduced, and then pointed to her group: "These are my friends in the instrumental music world."

A group of people met each other, and it was obvious that Ning Yawen had a lot of things now and talked a lot with her colleagues.

I can only apologize to let Ye Hao and Song Xiaoyue wait for a while.

Listening to the content of their conversation, it seems to be an invitation letter to a foreign music festival.

Song Xiaoyue now walked to the side of Western musical instruments and looked at the violin, her eyes gleaming.

"Little sister, do you learn the violin?" A woman with Ning Yawen walked over and asked with a smile.

"Yes." Song Xiaoyue nodded and looked at the woman in her 30s.

"My name is Pan Cui, a classmate of Ning Yawen at the Conservatory of Music. We have known each other for almost 20 years." Pan Cui introduced herself.

"My name is Song Xiaoyue. His name is Ye Hao." Song Xiaoyue seemed to be very affectionate to people who like musical instruments, and immediately became acquainted with this Miss Pan.

"Mr. Ye also likes instrumental music? Which instrument is good at?" Pan Cui asked, looking at Ye Hao, who had been silent.

"Hobbies, hobbies." Ye Hao said modestly.

Song Xiaoyue rolled her eyes.

Just your skills, hobbies?

It is estimated that if professional instrumentalists hear it, they will be able to see people directly.

But she didn't break him down either. She knew Ye Hao was a charming man, but it was enough for her to appreciate his charm. The less people knew the better.

Pan Cui didn't think too much, after all, some of the people who came to the festival were just fans.

"Sister Pan, what are Teacher Ning and the others talking about. Something seems to be anxious." Song Xiaoyue asked curiously.

"It's because of an invitation. Several of us represent the Jiangnan National Instrumental Music Association. Some time ago, an organization sent us an invitation letter, asking us to enjoy the performance. Maybe we can also perform on stage.

For this, we have been preparing for a long time. But I don't know why, have they moved recently?

Isn't everyone in a hurry? Pan Cui sighed.

"Invitation letter? What organization's invitation letter?" Song Xiaoyue asked.

"Vienna Golden Hall." The term Pan Cui uttered made Song Xiaoyue's eyes widened.

Ye Hao also cast his eyes.

The Vienna Golden Hall is one of the most famous and oldest concert halls in the world.

Many musicians, pianists, instrumentalists, and composers hope that they can perform on this stage, but because in recent years some Chinese have spent money to hold concerts in the Vienna Golden Hall.

Thinking of the idea of ​​gilding abroad and famous in China.

The level of the Vienna Golden Hall has been reduced a lot.

"As far as I know, the concert at the Golden Hall in Vienna can now be held at a cost. Is an invitation so difficult?" Ye Hao asked puzzled.

"This is true. But the time we are going to is special. Golden September is a special day in the Golden Hall in Vienna. This month does not accept any commercial performances, only special crowds will be invited to perform and appreciate. The entire period One month, and the peak is on the 15th of the month.

This means the most high-end performance of the festival! "Pan Cui's eyes are full of yearning.

15th?

Isn't that the day after tomorrow?

Excluding preparations, rest, and jet lag, it takes nearly ten hours just to fly.

No wonder they are so anxious.

"Oh, why are you still discussing the performance of the Golden Hall." At this moment, a voice came.

Ning Yawen's expression immediately changed when she saw the person coming.

There appeared a group of men and women in suits, tuxedos or **** evening wear, who seemed to be instrumentalists.

The one who was talking was one of the women with heavy make-up, dressed as if she was afraid that others would not know that the two pieces of meat on her chest were bulged.

"Who is this person?" Song Xiaoyue asked.

Pan Cui said with a sullen face: "Bai Xiping, Jiangnan Province, the president of the Western Instrumental Music Association. It is the enemy of our association."

There will always be some friction between Eastern instrumental music and Western instrumental music.

"Bai Xiping, what does it matter to you when we talk?" a woman next to Ning Yawen said uncomfortably.

"NO, NO. Don't call me Bai Xiping, my name is Marilyn Bai now." With a high expression on Bai Xiping, she shook her two lumps of fat.

"I kindly remind you, don't worry about it here. The Golden Hall, the invitation letter for the Golden September Mid-Month performance, we have already obtained. We are going to take the evening plane to Odili.

You... just play with your outdated antiques here. "Bai Xiping sneered.