night sky train

The first fireworks at the end of the year quietly bloom in the night sky of Wuhe City.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Wei Yi watched the fireworks flying in the distance from time to time, dragging their thin long tails and setting them off in clusters in the air.

Liu Jinrui walked into the backstage and saw that Wei Yi had already put on her makeup, changed her clothes and sat quietly by the window in a daze.He thought Wei Yi was nervous, so he walked over and said, "Wei Yi, don't be nervous, just perform normally."

Wei Yi turned his head when he heard the sound, and shook his head slightly: "I'm not nervous."

"That's good." Liu Jinrui was a little nervous, he rubbed his hands together, and saw that Wei Yi was still holding a ticket in his hand.

Liu Jinrui let out a "huh": "Why is there one ticket left, didn't you send it out?"

Wei Yi lowered his head, stroked the ticket in his hand, and nodded: "Well, he hasn't come back yet."

On the day when he got the tickets, Wei Yi sent two tickets to Xiaozhu and Zixiao, and two tickets to grandma and Zhao Yingbo, and received one with Zhao Yingbo's shocked face.In the end, he ran home with the only ticket left, and knocked on the door of Chen Jifeng's house excitedly.

But Chen Jifeng was not at home.Wei Yi had no choice but to call him, but no one answered.After sending another message, Chen Jifeng didn't reply until the evening, saying: I'm away on a business trip, let's talk back.

Wei Yi sat blankly on the sofa holding the ticket for a while, and soon regained his energy, thinking that it's okay, it's okay to give the ticket to his brother when he comes back.

After the last formal rehearsal, Wei Yi sent another message to Chen Jifeng, asking when he would be home.

The next morning, Wei Yi received Chen Jifeng's reply.

"My brother is busy, but I must go to see your performance. You should prepare well and work hard."

Wei Yi kept this sentence in his heart, tried to suppress all the restlessness and anxiety, and continued to practice step by step.

Until the last day of the year, everyone is ready for this concert.The audience filled the concert hall one after another. Liu Jinrui and several other executives were interviewed and photographed at the gate. The musicians of the orchestra crowded in the background holding their instruments and talking excitedly or nervously. The lights and cameras in the hall were all ready .

There was an hour before leaving the field, Wei Yi did not wait for Chen Jifeng.

My brother doesn't have a ticket, how can I come in to watch his performance?Wei Yi looked through the window at the brightly lit gate, trying to find Chen Jifeng from the crowd.The ticket was crumpled in his hands, stained with sweat from his fingertips.

He has been sitting by the window, not going anywhere, his silhouette under the lamp looks lonely and stubborn.The band members gathered together were talking in low voices, occasionally looking in his direction.

"What's wrong with Wei Yi, are you nervous?"

"Would you like to talk to him? After all, he plays the opening and curtain calls, so the pressure must be great."

After a while, Cao Lili and several members came to Wei Yi's side, Cao Li said, "Wei Yi, are you okay?"

Wei Yi came back to his senses and hurriedly stood up, "I'm fine, what's wrong?"

"Seeing that you have been sitting and not talking, I'm afraid you will be nervous."

Wei Yi forced a smile: "Thank you, I'm just thinking about something."

Half an hour before the opening, the concert hall was full.Liu Jinrui and the conductor came in and raised their voices: "Children, it's time to play!"

The young players cheered up and filed out.Wei Yi took one last look out of the window and stood up holding the ticket.

"Go slowly, don't make noise, the entrance is on the right...Wei Yi! Where are you going?"

Liu Jinrui hurriedly called to stop Wei Yi who was walking in the opposite direction as soon as he got out of the stage, Wei Yi turned around and said, "I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be right back!"

He hurriedly walked towards the exit, and simply started to run as he walked. His short hair, which was fixed by hair gel, slipped a few strands while running, and he didn't care about that.Wei Yi bypassed the long corridor, ran down the stairs, and walked through the crowded hall. When a staff member who knew him saw him running down, he was surprised: "Oh, the performance is not fast..."

The man's voice was left behind Wei Yi's mind.Wei Yi ran out of the gate and ran all the way to the ticket office, only to stop panting under the astonished eyes of the ticket inspector.

"What do you want?" the ticket inspector asked him.

Wei Yi handed the ticket in his hand to the ticket inspector, "Ma... please, my friend hasn't come yet, this is his ticket, can you please keep it for a while?"

He looked eager, and the ticket inspector subconsciously took the ticket, "Oh... oh."

"His name is Chen Jifeng. He is tall and handsome. He is easy to recognize." Afraid of wasting time, Wei Yi quickly said, "You just say that Wei Yi left him a ticket, and he is in the front row. Trouble." is you!"

He bowed to the ticket inspector, and before the ticket inspector could answer, he watched the kid turn and run away.

At 07:30 in the evening, the concert officially started.

The curtain slowly opened, young performers in suits and leather shoes sat neatly, the conductor stood upright on the podium, between the fan-shaped arc formed by the entire orchestra and the point where the conductor stood, the spotlight was gently cast, and Wei Yi sat quietly at the piano forward.

He lowered his head to see the clean and cold black and white keys, and looked over the black body of the piano. Thousands of spectators waited quietly in the huge and resplendent concert hall.

Wei Yi is too familiar with the stage.He used to watch his mother receiving awards and singing on the stage, receiving the crowd's joy with glamor; he watched his father give a business speech in a suit and leather shoes, with slides, images and words flying behind him; he watched his grandmother sitting alone Playing the piano under the spotlight, sometimes bowing his head and playing slowly, sometimes with high passion, each game has endless applause.

Later, he stepped onto the stage by himself, sometimes facing a few judges, sometimes facing hundreds of audiences.He kept playing the piano, stroking or tapping the keys with his fingers, and he was deeply fascinated by every note that flowed out from his fingers. They were connected in series to form a long river, flowing continuously in the dark forest of consciousness, turning his brain into billions. Tens of thousands of cells were all immersed in the cold silver river.

Before the age of 13, Wei Yi didn't care about lights, audiences, and cameras, he just played the piano.

After the age of 13, Wei Yi escaped from the stage and hid in his dark forest again, unwilling to step into his long river again.

"You bastards are destroying him!"

Dalia angrily pushed away the black camera that was trying to get in front of Weiyi. She used her body to block the flash that suddenly turned on, but she couldn't hold back Weiyi who was desperately retreating.

"I'm the one behind the camera taking pictures of you and the one sitting with you in front of the camera."

Chen Jifeng sat side by side with him on the piano bench, the two of them held hands tightly, the familiar heat penetrated into Wei Yi's bones, and the low and low voice penetrated into Wei Yi's mind.

"What you have to care about is me, I never had a camera."

The crowd and the camera, which had been ignored by him once, strangled him once, and now turned into a blurred shadow again, turned into a figure in a dream like a splashed ink painting, sitting in the middle of the first row and watching him from a distance.

Helen put her hands around her mouth, and shouted to him with a smile: "Baby Willie, you look so cool sitting there!"

Wei Xiao nodded slightly: "Wei Yi, play well."

Dalia clasped her hands on her lap and said lazily, "Play, play, and see when you can get my fur."

The tall, familiar man bowed slightly, resting his elbows on his knees, looking at him with a gentle smile in his dark eyes.

"I'm watching you, Weiyi."

The baton was raised in the air, and the conductor looked at Wei Yi.

Wei Yi looked up at him and nodded slightly.

At nine o'clock, the concert ends.

After the "Blessed Lovers" symphony at the opening ceremony, the applause continued.In the end, Wei Yi and the orchestra performed the three movements of "Moonlight Sonata".

"Great, great!" Liu Jinrui blushed with excitement, he hurried through the crowd and walked to the front of the line, "This performance was very successful, everyone performed very well and perfectly, thank you everyone ,thank you all!"

The young people laughed heartily, and someone yelled, "Director, have you paid for your hard work?"

Liu Jinrui smiled and said, "Yes, of course there is, and we'll have a big meal after it's over."

There was another burst of cheers, the crowd was noisy, only Wei Yi walked behind, and did not make trouble with them.

The conductor took the next step and walked beside Wei Yi: "You played so well tonight, why do you look so unhappy?"

Wei Yi hurriedly rubbed his face, said with a smile, "No, I'm just thinking about something, don't worry about me."

The conductor looked at him with a clear face, "The person who wanted to wait didn't come?"

Wei Yi was stunned, "Why do you..."

"Before the opening, I saw you sitting by the window, holding a ticket in your hand, like a watchdog." The conductor teased him, "I was worried that this would affect your performance, but fortunately you didn't let your emotions It's fine to disturb you."

Wei Yi didn't expect that he had already seen through it, so he could only choose to remain silent.

"Teacher Xiaoyi!"

Xiaozhu and Zixiao ran over hand in hand, and the two girls chattered excitedly in front of him: "You are amazing, Teacher Xiaoyi, you are amazing! You look like an angel playing the piano on stage!"

Wei Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "There's no such exaggeration."

Zi smiled and stomped his feet: "Oh, Teacher Xiaoyi, you don't know, but it's really seductive and worshipful."

After a while, Lin Mingxin and Zhao Yingbo also found him. Lin Mingxin walked over with a smile and said, "Xiaoyi, I'm really grandma's pride."

She asked some more about Wei Yi's rehearsal a while ago, and Wei Yi answered them one by one. Seeing Zhao Yingbo standing aside with his hands in his pockets and a face doing nothing, he asked him, "How do you hear?"

"It's okay." Zhao Yingbo replied blankly, "Except for the first and last songs, I slept soundly in between."

Xiaozhu and Zi laughed with a "puchi".

Lin Mingxin said helplessly, "You only say such things."

They didn't chat for a while, Xiaozhu and Zixiao's parents drove to pick up their daughters. Lin Mingxin was getting old and would get tired easily after sitting for a long time, so Zhao Yingbo accompanied her back home.

"Bosses, stop arguing." Liu Jinrui faced everyone in the orchestra, "Adjust your hair and collar, and make yourself look professional. There are a group of people from the TV station waiting outside, don't lose face, Wei Yi! Come on! , you come to the front."

Liu Jinrui called Wei Yi to the front of the crowd, took his arm and said to him in a low voice: "You must have paid a lot of attention this time, and you will probably be caught asking questions after you go out, don't be nervous, what should you answer?" .”

Wei Yi swallowed his saliva and let out a "hmm".

The glass door was pushed open, and human voices came suddenly, followed by microphones, lenses, and flashes.

Wei Yi closed his eyes under the stimulation of the strong light. He squeezed his fingers tightly, then slowly relaxed and opened his eyes.

"This concert was very successful, how do you feel now?"

"Dong Le Orchestra has become famous since last year's world tour. Do you have any plans for future performances?"

"I heard that the average age of the members of the orchestra is 22 years old. What problems will be faced in forming such a young team?"

Most of the questions were picked up by Liu Jinrui and another administrative supervisor, and the others only needed to stand behind as the background board.But soon, the topic shifted to Wei Yi.

"This pianist has never appeared in the Dongle Orchestra before." A TV host squeezed over, leading the cameraman to interview Wei Yi with a smile, "What's your name, please?"

"My name is Wei Yi. This is the first time I have performed a symphony with the East Music Orchestra."

"From the scene of the concert, Wei Yi's piano is very good. Did he practice for many years?"

Wei Yi replied: "Yes, I have been learning to play the piano since I was very young."

"It can be seen that your cooperation with the orchestra is very tacit. Do you have any plans to join them in the future?"

"I'm... still thinking about it."

At this time, a reporter from an unknown newspaper or TV station came over, and the recording pen was directly in front of Wei Yi, interrupting the host's interview, "I heard that your piano tutor is the famous female pianist Natalia Mikhail?"

Wei Yi froze for a moment: "Yes."

The host on the side was very dissatisfied: "Why do you interrupt other people's interviews like this? It's too rude."

But the reporter persisted in staring at Wei Yi and asked, "Mikhail is from country R, ​​and you are Chinese. Why did you become masters and apprentices?"

Wei Yi's face paled slightly.

The reporter looked at Wei Yi and asked again: "Mikhail passed away last year. Do you feel sorry for the passing of this world-renowned pianist?"

"What kind of question is this asking!"

Cao Lili rushed over from nowhere, and stretched out his hand to push away the reporter's recording pen, "Your question is very rude, we refuse to answer it."

Then a few band members came over and pulled Wei Yi back to protect them.Before Wei Yi had time to react, there was only a back view in front of him.A boy pointed to the sign on the reporter's chest: "Where did you sneak in as a tabloid reporter? Asking such questions without basic journalistic ethics, how does your leader recruit employees?"

Liu Jinrui saw that there was more and more noise here, so he hurried over and asked, "What's the matter? Don't quarrel."

Cao Lili blocked Wei Yi with his arm, pointed at the reporter and complained to Liu Jinrui: "Teacher Liu, this person bullied Wei Yi."

"What?" Liu Jinrui reacted very quickly, was taken aback for a moment, and politely said to the reporter, "That's right, we only accept interviews about this concert and the current situation and future development of Dongle Orchestra. You don't have to answer other questions."

The reporter couldn't argue more than a dozen times with one mouth, and finally walked away in despair.

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