Bai Lu's clothes were obviously carefully dressed up for this appointment. She wore a white off-shoulder dress, a blue sweater, and a goose yellow gauze brooch on her chest, which was fashionable and noble.

Bai Lu put on some light makeup on her face, and a faint layer of eyeshadow could be seen.

The first beauty in the army who was originally beautiful and outstanding in appearance, added some pink makeup and jade, was so beautiful that everyone around him looked up.

"Your brother is so lucky. It's simply that women are jealous." Chu Xia sighed.

Sister Bai Lu is so beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy, and even a fairy descends to earth is just like that.

But Jun Ye always looks lukewarm.

Manman didn't think that his brother wanted to talk to Bai Lu, but her brother was like that to everyone, even to his parents.

When the handsome and beautiful man and beautiful woman walked to them, Manman and Chuxia and Du Yu felt a little ashamed of each other.

Chuxia and Du Yu received free tickets, but they really didn't think about how to dress up. They were dressed in a normal manner, so they came here. But they seemed that the audiences who came to listen to the concert tonight were all very caring, and almost all dressed up in full dress.

Bai Lu walked among them. When Chuxia asked how their ticket came about, Bai Lu said that what she heard from Jun Ye was obtained from a classmate of the Conservatory of Music. Jun Ye's classmate, this time, helped in the backstage of the orchestra performance, so he got a few tickets and divided two for Jun Ye.

The group of people must prepare to enter the concert hall, and the three groups of people took out ticket numbers to compare.

When we saw that Jun Ye and Bai Lu had the ticket number in front of Manman and others, they were all in the pool. Chuxia and Du Yu had tickets on the first floor. The three sides were all sitting in the side seats.

"It's true that it's not a continuous number." Chu Xia said with some regret.

She and her husband need to go up to the next level, so they can only say goodbye to Manman and the others for the time being.

As soon as they left in Chuxia, Bai Lu asked Manman: "Don't they buy tickets with you? Why aren't they with consecutive numbers?"

"No, their tickets were given by one of my senior brothers." Manman said.

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Jun Ye’s eyes: Wang Xuebin?

"Then your Senior Brother Wang doesn't come by himself, so he gave all the tickets to Du Yu and the others?" Bai Lu asked curiously.

Manman didn't notice his brother was listening, and said everything: "The senior brother said he might come. Maybe he has come, but there are too many people and we didn't see him."

There were many audiences to attend tonight. I heard that the 2,000 seats had been sold out two weeks ago, including the station seats. Some people, not only dressed in gorgeous clothes, but also held a large number of colorful bouquets in their hands, and might have planned to give them to their favorite idols after the performance.

There are many shadows of journalists and media.

This is the first performance of a world-famous orchestra in Beijing. The tickets are said to be released to the public, but everyone knows that except for the specially invited guests, they must have been snapped up by internal people. Most of the people inside refer to some well-known people. In this way, the level of the audience in the entire concert can be imagined.

Bai Lu walked hand in hand with her future sister-in-law and said, "I've asked about it all, because I didn't expect your brother to get the ticket. This ticket is really hard to get. A colleague of mine wanted to go to the first game after hearing about it, so he asked someone to buy it. He couldn't buy it anyway, so he could only get the second game."

"Why do you go to the first game?" Manman asked.

"The first scene I can see celebrities, take photos with celebrities, or take secret photos of celebrities." Bai Lu reported to her younger sister mysteriously, "I heard that even the central leadership has come to attend."

Manman was nervous when she heard such a big incident.

In contrast, she and her husband regard the performances that both leaders value as prenatal education?

Sad.

After hearing about their parents-in-law's prenatal education, Bai Lu couldn't help laughing like everyone else: "This is very good. It means that your future children have great potential."

For this reason, Jun Ye, a professional, spoke and coughed lightly: "Take a symphony as prenatal education and play Beethoven's symphony of fate. Are you sure that your child will not be frightened when he hears the tragedy?"

Manman would not be fooled by her brother's words. At least she and her husband invested five or six thousand yuan in this regard, saying: "This is called a great responsibility for this man. First, he will suffer his mind and mind, and his muscles and bones."

"Yes, you are quite interesting. Before the child is born, tell the child first that life is short and it is not easy to get out."

Jun Ye continued his sister's cold joke, which was a thunderous struck, which made several people stunned and didn't know how to respond.

Mrs. Lu even held her forehead with a headache: The eldest son's mouth is so poisonous that he can't even joke.

Manman flattens the corners of her lips.

Bai Lu laughed dryly twice.

Jiang Yan hugged his wife's waist to comfort him: their children are different, they are from military families, and they have the spirit of revolutionary soldiers not afraid of hardships and hardships.

When Jun Ye heard his sister-in-law's words, he sighed again: "It's really rare that these two children were not scared by you."

Speaking of which, it seems that no one is like the couple who are serious about concerts as prenatal education, and they are not a future musician.

Bai Lu and Mrs. Lu thought unkindly: What Jun Ye said is nothing wrong.

Manman is the kind of courage that becomes more and more courageous as she becomes, and she looks at her brother provocatively: "Wait, it's not too late to make a conclusion after my child is born."

She didn't believe it. She and her husband had such a smart head, and they had spent five or six thousand yuan on their child's prenatal education, so they couldn't teach them a good idea.

Jun Ye’s cold and quiet eyes were not afraid of her provocation, so he took it proudly.

When I entered the concert hall, I saw that the air flowing indoors seemed to be condensed by musical notes. They were the last group of audiences to enter. I saw that many symphony orchestra musicians were debugging their instruments on the stage. There were also some stage staff doing the final preparations, including microphone debugging.

Manman and her husband sat down and looked up at the brightly lit ceiling. They all felt like they were entering another world. When they came, they looked up the information and found that the design of this concert hall was not only expensive to create, but also designed by a designer, combining various science and art. As the top theater and concert hall in the country, it is unimaginable to enjoy a music feast here.

Manman received a text message from Chuxia, saying that she had seen them upstairs.

Looking back, I saw Chu Xia waving in a distance about five meters above their heads.

Manman's neck was sore, he retracted his head and communicated with Chu Xia through text messages.

Chuxia: We just saw Senior Brother Wang, and he seemed to have gone to the backstage.

Manman: I heard from my future sister-in-law that those who get the tickets are all insiders.

Chuxia: I asked my husband, but I didn’t hear that he knew a musician.

Manman: What did he do in the backstage?

Chuxia: How do I know?

Manman:... Then what do you mean to me? It has no beginning or end.

Chuxia: Wait, we seem to see him again.

"Where?" Manman accidentally said.

Jiang Yan and her looked up at the direction Chu Xia pointed.

It was not difficult to recognize Wang Xuebin's thin figure. He walked on the road on the right side of the second floor and then walked out of the exit on the second floor.

With Wang Xuebin's direction alone, everyone didn't know what he had just done and whether he wanted to stay on the second floor to watch the performance.

Manman was about to withdraw his frustrated gaze, but suddenly felt a line of sight shot from the upper right direction.

It was a gaze that was hard to explain, a little hot, a little cold, and a little stalemate.

I felt that the sight was on her, and her husband and mother rushed over.

Like a ghost, Manman suddenly remembered the plot of the Phantom of the Opera, and a layer of inexplicable chill suddenly appeared behind her.

Seeing that I followed my eyes and found it, I could only see the crowded people sitting in the audience, and I could not lock in the accurate target at all.

Is it an illusion?

Is it an illusion?

The lights around are as bright as torches, like daylight, and the shadows should have nowhere to escape.

But she felt that the light was too dazzling, making it impossible to see clearly.

Maybe it's an illusion.

In a daze, a huge applause suddenly burst into the venue, like waves that could swallow the insignificant she in an instant.

The elegant conductor who walked onto the stage bowed gentlemanly to the audience and stepped onto the podium.

The music, grand and solemn, kicked off the overture.

The beauty of the violin, the heaviness of the cello, and the wonderful and perfect combination of various instruments are surging and spreading in the gorgeous concert hall. Such music can no longer be described as pleasant and pleasant, but instead forms a huge vortex that needs to pull and swallow human souls.

Manman was pulled away by the music, and she couldn't tell where reality is and where illusions were. She just felt that this exciting musical talisman wanted to lead her to the other side that seemed to be within reach. In this shocking and enlightening musical music, people seemed to think of many things, all kinds of past events, and even the unexplorable ones buried at the bottom.

A low sob beside him shocked Manman.

Looking right, I saw a teardrop in the corner of my mother Mrs. Lu's eyes.

Seeing his daughter's surprised gaze, Mrs. Lu took out a tissue to cover the loss of composure on her face and said awkwardly: "Every time I hear John Strauss' waltz, I want to cry."

"Did my mother often listen to symphonies before?" Judging from Mrs. Lu's series of performances today, Manman has reason to believe that her mother is a senior musician, which inevitably surprises her.

Mrs. Lu has always given people the impression that she can only take care of her husband and children at home without leaving the door. Apart from a housewife's best cooking skills, there seems to be nothing that can attract attention.

In order to avoid affecting the audience around her, Mrs. Lu spoke very quietly, but Manman could still hear the ups and downs of her emotions from it.

"In the past, my parents were when your deceased grandparents were still alive. We had an old record machine in our house, which my father got from somewhere. Then my mother would borrow records from some friends, including various dance music and symphony. In that revolutionary era, it was unimaginable to get these records and secretly listened to them at home."

It is very interesting to listen to the older generation telling interesting stories about their previous difficult periods. At least, Manman could hear from the sound of her mother's memories that her mother felt sincerely happy for her to enjoy such education back then.

"It sounds very nice. The records of that era are not like those high-tech music players today. They have a sense of vicissitudes and enrich the music. It is difficult to listen to the records again now." Mrs. Lu's emotion and sigh were dissolved into the gorgeous hall and the wonderful music of this moment, so why not be as good as a dream?

"Mom, if you like it, Ayan and I will often bring you here when we have time." Manman said from the bottom of his heart. Mother likes it, and is a daughter, of course she wants to satisfy her mother's wishes.

Mrs. Lu shook her head: "Ayan is a member of the army, she is busy. Moreover, this cost is too high."

"Money is not a problem."

"Nannan." Mrs. Lu held her daughter's hand and shook it, "As your father said, there are more people than we have pitiful people. We can't taste the sweet things and forget the bitter things. It's not impossible to come and enjoy them occasionally. But too much is bad. We are not professional in this area, but we are just playing with things and losing our ambitions."

When Manman heard what his mother said, she found that she underestimated her mother, and after all, her mother was also a leader's wife.
To be continued...