After a long time, until thunderous applause resounded throughout the theater around him, Zhang Yang suddenly came to his senses and realized that the musical had already ended.
The lights on the stage also lit up.
Everyone knows that there will be an interview with the creative team after the musical ends. The creative team will come out at this time to introduce their creative process and some small stories to everyone, and sometimes they will invite friends to say a few words.
So even though the show had ended, the audience still sat in their seats waiting for follow-up interviews.
Soon a round-faced young man came up with a cheerful step.
Taking the microphone, he first thanked those who had helped them, and then told two short stories about his creative process.
Finally, he raised his hand and introduced the guests sitting in the first row.
"We have a distinguished guest today. Let's welcome the Viennese master."
There was thunderous applause from below.
A beam of light fell on the foreign man in the first row, and someone handed him a microphone.
Under the gaze of the crowd.
The man stood up lightly and walked to the center of the stage.
Everything is harmonious.
Nie Mi didn't think anything was wrong.
Because when the creators asked him if he wanted to go up, he declined.
After all, they came to Beijing to perform. According to the rules, they needed to find a respected celebrity to say a few words. If he himself is unwilling to go up, there is no reason not to allow others to find someone else.
But soon Nie Mi's peaceful state of mind was destroyed by the blond and blue-eyed man who was speaking nonsense on the stage.
Vienna first praised the wonderful performance, the dance, and the lighting... But when he talked about the music itself, he suddenly changed the subject and said that he had some regrets, and asked the creators if they could give him a chance to make up for his regrets.
Hundreds of eyes were looking at them. Even though the main creator felt vaguely that what the master said was not what he wanted to hear, he was put on the spot by the other party and had to nod his head.
"Actually, I think your hujiaqin part would be better played with a violin."
As soon as these words came out.
Nie Mi's face in the audience sank.
But the person on the stage was very arrogant, as if he was invited to comment on it, and continued: "I personally like your music score very much, it is beautifully written. It's just that the instrument playing it is wrong, which wastes such a beautiful music score."
"So I have a request. I want to play it again live with violin and piano. Would you mind?"
He finished speaking and only asked at the end if the other person would mind.
This behavior itself is extremely rude.
At least no respect.
The creator on the stage held the microphone, his expression stiff, without the smile he had before. But with so many people watching, and the other party was a highly respected master, even if they thought in their hearts that the other party did not respect their performance results, it was not easy for them to change their mind and say they disagreed.
"certainly."
In the big theater, many people still don’t know what’s going on on the stage.
Some people with broad vision noticed that the foreign music master's behavior was inappropriate, and turned around and whispered to the people around them about whether the finale guest invited this time was ruining the party.
But there is a small number of people who are narrow-minded and only care about having fun.
Zhang Yang heard a familiar female voice coming from the row behind him saying, "Great! I can hear the performance of the Viennese master again. I am so lucky today."
Zhang Yang frowned and remained speechless for a long time, but he didn't know how to turn around and say anything.
(End of this chapter)