At night, Gu Ao was wearing a light and elegant dress, holding Xiao Sui wearing a bare-shouldered flowing dress, got out of the taxi with a full air conditioning, and then got into the Metropolitan Opera House in Lincoln Center.

This is the busiest place in Uptown Manhattan, the heart of New York's prettier art.

Ma Feng and the other two were wearing shirts, took the subway in advance, and waited on the side of the road. After seeing Gu Ao, they quickly came up and checked their tickets together to enter the venue.

In fact, the Metropolitan Opera is only 3 stops from the hotel where Gu Ao stays, and only 5 stops from Columbia University.

But Xiao Sui insisted on Gu Ao paying attention to his image. If he put on a summer suit, he would have to take a taxi. Otherwise, just a few hundred meters into and out of the station would make people sweat profusely.

It's July now.

"Look, Feng Zi and the others are wearing a long-sleeved shirt. As long as they wear a tie, they will still be in the same place." Gu Ao curled his lips and signaled his dissatisfaction with his wife's appearance association.

Xiao Sui angrily said: "We are different! They are $50 backcourt tickets, and we are $200 first-row tickets! We can't lose the face of the Chinese."

However, the facts quickly proved that Xiao Sui was worried about it.

Because after entering the venue, all the Asian faces were seen, and almost no white people came to listen to music.

With a 3,900-person venue, only 20% of the audience in their early 3,000 were seated, leaving 20% ​​of the seats. After all, this is not the first time I have appeared at the Lincoln Center, and there are not so many die-hard fans.

There were 24 positions in the first row of the stands in the middle, and 5 were vacant and no one bought them. Gu Ao observed for a while and found only four or five visitors like Wanwan or Xiangjiang, and the rest were Japanese people who came to New York to play.

As for other mainland visitors, they should not exist.

Because there is no secret to Baidu stars, Gu Ao didn't know why Teresa Teng appeared in the United States before coming, and he couldn't answer his girlfriend's questions.

However, I have to admit that the small vendors in New York are very business-minded. Just outside the Lincoln Center, there are newsstands selling gossip magazines temporarily, which should be the ones who are a star-chasing group who love to read. At that time, Xiao Sui was sharp-eyed and bought them for a look regardless of the price of five dollars per book.

The printing quality of the album is still very good, and it is all printed with high-definition waxed coated paper.

Before the singing started, Xiao Sui started reading and shared with her husband:

"It turns out that Teresa Deng withdrew from the Japanese music scene last year. It has been almost a year and a half. We don't know that in January last year, China and the United States officially established diplomatic relations. Many countries that followed the United States have once heard rumors that they may no longer accept the passport of the "Flower Planting M Country" in the future.

Teresa Deng was afraid of using the passport with the word "Wanwan", so she got a fake Indonesian passport so that she could pretend to be an overseas Chinese in Southeast Asia when necessary. As a result, she was discovered when she returned to Japan. As a punishment, the Japanese Foreign Affairs Department prohibited her from issuing all visas to go to Japan for performing business activities within five years.

So she has been unemployed since then. She felt embarrassed and ran to USC in Los Angeles, and signed up for a two-year further study class to avoid the limelight. Americans have a summer vacation early. She was invited to New York for a tour two months ago and will return to Los Angeles at the end of this month to prepare for classes in USC.”

Xiao Sui is like all the girls, she is still very interested in chasing stars, and she doesn't feel like she is chatting endlessly, and insists on passing on the gossip she just saw to her husband.

Gu Ao thought to himself: It seems that Teresa Deng still has a sense of belonging to China and does not want to be called a Wanwan native. Unfortunately, her sense of belonging is a country of min, not a republic.

Having said that, in the 1980s, until the Changjingguo fled, the recognition of Wanwan people was the mainstream of Min countries, and almost no one thought they were Wanwan people. If others said that their nationality was that, they would feel deeply humiliated.

"In the later generations, Teresa Deng seemed to have become Wanwan's propaganda machine. The "Treasure Island Queen" would have dug her to the mainland, or at least Xiangjiang, what would happen? Will the propaganda front be helpful?

Well, I don’t seem to be impatient. The academic musicians in Beijing are not easy to pass the test first. In history, it seems that later I wrote "How to Identify H-Sex Songs". I just don’t know if it was because the other side called her Baodao Songs first, and then I used her to name her and wrote the negative example of "How to Identify H-Sex Songs", or I originally wanted to write it like this.

I heard that after Teresa Deng returned to Japan and became confused, she still tended to accept recruitment from the mainland, but was stopped by the threat from Wanwan. After all, it was still a matter of interest. Let’s see which side has a future... Hi, I came to listen to the concert. Why do I think so much? I am too worried about the country and the people."

Gu Ao thought about it and found it funny, how could he add to himself?

He will be just a businessman in the future, just a businessman.

In fact, Gu Ao didn't know that as the situation was relaxed, CCTV on the mainland did indeed invite Teresa Teng to participate in the 1988 Spring Festival Gala, asking her to sing on the stage with Li Gu, trying to serve as an offensive to the propaganda front that was at the time.

(That year, Chang Jingguo died, and Wanwan's morale plummeted. By the way, here he won over the influential Wanwan media. So far, Chang Jingguo is the most prestigious leader in Wanwan, and he has gained more people's hearts than his father. Chang Kaishen will be splashed with paint now, but Chang Jingguo won't.)

However, the mainland can only take out an opportunity to go on stage, but the music copyright situation is very bad, and there is no plan to make a lasting livelihood in the future. Once it comes, the copyright interests in Wanwan will definitely be banned, so Deng finally retreated.

However, these have nothing to do with Gu Ao for the time being.

...

"Thank you for your support. Today I will bring you a new song I just wrote. Thank you for accompanying me through the most difficult times."

As a mourning song without fireworks sounded on the stage, Gu Ao's thoughts were pulled back.

The concert has begun, please concentrate on listening to the song.

"I haven't forgotten you forgot me, you even said the name wrong... You said you came to see me for two days, and it took more than a year to wait, and you didn't have me in your heart..."

Of course Gu Ao is familiar with Lady Deng’s songs, and he has basically heard of them recommended by Zhou Jielun.

However, he had never seen the real person before. Now, he was still a little dazed when he saw it at first sight.

This is 27-year-old Teresa Teng.

After witnessing it with your own eyes and feeling it up close, a real peace spreads out and infects Gu Ao's heart. That feeling is completely different from listening to cloud music.

Because only by close confirmation on the scene can we truly understand what the state of "sad but not hurt" is -

Whether it is the song "What do you say" written before coming to New York or the old-fashioned, Zhou Xuan sang "When will you come again" during the Republic of China. Although they are all "singer/dance girl" and depict the story of someone losing their promise, they have no resentment when they sang it from Teresa Teng's voice.

Sorrow is sad, but others mourn themselves and do not slap others villains.

Maybe this is what it means to listen to the scene, it is very subtle and refreshing.

Later generations who have watched the concert video of Teresa Teng, they all know that she is very easy-going in Typhoon. Especially when she sang these songs, she would often walk down and shake hands with the first-class distinguished guests in the first row.

Gu Ao was so utterly conscious that he didn't think much about it.

After holding three or four, Deng Lijun walked to Gu Ao, with a smile on her face, and a subconscious surprise flashed slightly.

The man in front of him was too young, and at the same time, the only one who brought a young female companion in the first class - the others were either men who came alone, or they were old and old husband and wife who were up forty or fifty years old, so they didn't mind.

Xiao Sui's existence made Teresa Deng hesitate, for fear that his handshake interaction would hurt others' feelings.

However, Xiao Sui was clear-headed and saw it all at once.

She took the initiative and took the initiative to show that she was also a true fan and was not taken away by her husband to listen to it.

Leslie Deng let go, and after interacting with Xiao Sui for a few seconds, Luoluo shook hands with Gu Ao generously and bowed to greet him.

In the other hand holding a microphone, he was singing "The Moon Represents My Heart"

"You ask me how deep I love you~ How much do I love you~ My love remains unchanged~ My love remains unchanged~ The moon represents my heart..."

Then it passed and nothing happened.

That is, a high-end opera house with 3,000 people, a small venue like New York Metropolitan, can interact like this. If it is a gymnasium with tens of thousands of people, even if it is a top guest, it should be more reserved.

"Why don't you dare to look at it? Look." Xiao Sui poked Gu Ao's waist and eyes slightly.

"What are you saying? Listen quietly. How dare you watch?" Gu Ao didn't fall into the trap.

"Do you think it's more beautiful than me?" This is Xiao Sui's offer to the topic.

"How could it be? Besides, they are not a generation. We are born in the 1960s, and she is born in the 1950s, and she is ten years older than me." Gu Ao said softly and did not want to show more desire to survive.

He has always been so straightforward, saying whatever he wants. And from a conscience, Gu Ao's personal aesthetic style does not like girls with round faces.

"I thought I had spent $400 to sit in the first row and I had to find an opportunity to get to the microphone and sing a sentence or two." Xiao Sui sighed.

...

One song after another, with a short intermission and interaction in the middle. In a total of 3 hours, the concert finally ended.

Gu Ao can still listen to philosophical things at least, while other friends have no such concentration at all. In the end, they don’t know how they walked out of the Metropolitan Opera.

"Brother Gu, did Miss Deng shake hands with you just now? It turns out that the difference between the treatment in the first row is here. If I had known this, I would have to sit in the first row for $200. This is the first person in the world to sing Chinese songs at Lincoln Center. It is so memorial."

After leaving the stage, he stood at the gate of Lincoln Center, and Ma Feng was still resentful. His 17-year-old young mind obviously did not realize his future status in life, so he sighed for the failure to shake hands with the beautiful singer.

Gu Ao patted Ma Feng on the shoulder: "Fengzi, if you have sex with me, you will have opportunities in the future. At worst, you can buy your own ticket when you go to Los Angeles and go and see it again."

"Hmph, if you are as gentleman as Brother Gu and focus without distraction, I will allow you to hold it! Look at your vulgar expression just now." It turned out that Wen Ying was jealous and pinched Ma Feng hard.

Ma Feng grinned in pain: "Hey, why are you doing this? You have to learn from Sister Sui's virtuousness. When Brother Gu shook hands with someone, she helped to resolve the embarrassment!"
Chapter completed!