After a while, Nalan Yejue chuckled: "When will the performance end?"

Mrs. Nalan was amazed: "No, son, when did you become so filial? Will you take me home?"

Nalan Yejue: "No."

If you want to pick him up, you will also pick him up the little woman.

Mrs. Nalan curled her lips: "I knew you didn't have this filial piety. Humph, I'm concentrating on appreciating my Xiaoyun'er."

Nalan Yejue: “…”

It's obviously his.

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The finale is much thicker and more magnificent than the opening song.

When Qin Xin's slender arm swung the last sound and slapped the last sound, the audience was stunned for a few seconds before a roar of applause broke out.

Many people shed tears unknowingly.

The shock that music gives people is emotional stirring and soul comfort. In the new year, they must bravely open the chapters of their lives like the passionate beat directed by Mr. Yun.

Amid applause.

Qin Xin turned around leisurely and bowed deeply.

Music heals the audience and she.

If learning racing is her catharsis when she is tired of academic research, then music is the fertile ground for nourishing her imagination when she is confused.

Without these two hobbies, her academic journey would not have made such rapid progress.

The research on bmp is the sudden inspiration that she created after she directed a large symphony performance.

Isn’t the reorganization of cells like the cooperation of every musician in the orchestra? If you give her a different position, she can give you different surprises.

Qin Xin bowed to the audience and thanked the inspiration this stage gave her.

However.

I don’t know if it’s been too long since I went on stage, but her fox mask buckles loosened.

As she bowed and stood up, the mask suddenly slid down.

A white and cold face suddenly appeared in everyone's vision.

Qin Xin was stunned for a moment.

Turn around quickly.

After the curtain call, step down.

In the auditorium.

A burst of excitement: "Ahhhhh..."

Mr. Yun is even more handsome than they thought.

Mrs. Nalan was also stunned for a moment.

But her reaction was a little different from others.

She sent a message to Nalan Yejue in a daze: "Son, does our wife have any brothers or something? My cousin is also..."

Mr. Yun and Qin Xin are so similar!

Isn’t it just the male version of Qin Xin?

At the same time, Mrs. Qin and Qin Wenrou, who were secretly watching the situation on the stand in the backstage, were also stunned.

"Is this... Xin'er?" Mrs. Qin was confused. "Xiner only practiced the oboe for a year and gave up halfway. How could she go to the orchestra conductor? And it's such a powerful Skylark Orchestra? Am I dazzled and misreading it?"

Qin Wenrou bit her lip.

Mom read that right.

She recognized Qin Xin ashes.

The conductor on the stage is Qin Xin.

Qin Xin actually quietly entered the orchestra first!

But she couldn't admit that it was Qin Xin. If she admitted it, wouldn't she also admit that she was not as good as Qin Xin in music?

Isn’t she just a conductor? She doesn’t know how to command or play. Her piano is her real ability.

Qin Wenrou bit her lip and said, "Mom, you've read it wrong. How could she join the band? She didn't practice the oboe at all and didn't go to the grade exam. Don't you know?"

Mrs. Qin nodded blankly: "That's right. She doesn't look like a child with music talent. How could you persist in learning the piano so well?"
Chapter completed!