I was about to stomp my feet and leave.

Turning around, I found that outside the concert hall, the moment was already crowded with people.

Everyone stretched their necks and hoped that a ticket would be entered.

The staff struggled to maintain order: "Sorry, I can only have one vote per person. Please leave if there is no vote, don't make a loud noise."

But the crowd had no votes, but no one was willing to leave-

"Let's just listen outside."

“We promise not to make noise.”

"Just like this, just feel the artistic atmosphere quietly, please."

Jun Ruyi was blocked by the crowd and could not move forward and retreat, so she rolled her eyes.

As far as she knows, it was just a guitar concert. What art? What is it funny?

However.

However, the crowd was increasing continuously, and people downstairs took the elevator or climbed the stairs, all of which were arranged in an orderly manner outside the concert hall, with a very pious expression.

Jun Ruyi was very puzzled.

She remembered that on her father's ticket, the performer's name was Shuang. She was not a famous artist at all, and she had never heard of it. What were these people thinking about? They all squeezed over?

Brainless!

She was so exhausted that she stood in high heels.

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First floor concert hall.

Qin Wenrou's concert finally began.

She appeared in a short skirt and smiled and bowed to the audience.

When I raised my body, I discovered a surprising scene.

The hall of ten thousand people was almost filled with people just now.

At this moment, half of the people were gone.

Even if you go to the bathroom, it is impossible for so many people to go there at the same time, right?

She was a little confused about what was going on, and her eyes swept across Duanmu Black Hawk in the first row below the stage, and she was a little nervous.

Because, near Duanmu Black Eagle, all the most noble rows of VIP seats were exposed.

In other words, the VIPs who supported the most were all gone.

The only thing left behind is the passers-by whom my mother gave away the tickets for free, that is, the audience they bought.

Duanmu Heiying gestured to her, telling her to start quickly and not to lose her mentality.

Qin Wenrou took a deep breath and walked towards the grand piano.

The mentality does not collapse, it does not collapse.

How could it not collapse?

Before her concert started, she left halfway, and she was still walking continuously. Where did she go?

Did they all go upstairs to the concert of the mysterious performer?

Who is stealing her popularity?

Qin Wenrou's heart was confused, and the first key of raising her hand slipped the wrong sound.

Duanmu Black Hawk frowned.

Qin Wenrou hurriedly put away her fingers and poses—

No, the teacher said that she is going to create history today, to show the playing method that has never been played in the history of the piano, and to be famous in history.

She wants to make a big splash!

Thinking of it, she finally raised her legs intently...

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Concert Hall.

The continuous crowds of people made the staff crazy and kept admonishing: "Don't come again, you can't even get in..."

However, the enthusiastic audience did not listen. Their goals were varied and all were eager:

"I heard that the presidents are all in it, and there are many big presidents. Most of the upper class in the empire has reached. This kind of occasion must not be missed."

"I heard that King Q might be there."

"My Galaxy Master may be able to come today. He will let loyal fans see you."

"I, Goddess Xihe and God of Rain, are here, and I will definitely be with them."

"I heard that Mr. Yun can play a new song, so I must be the first to hear it..."

The staff are really going crazy.

Who is that Miss Qin? She can actually invite Mr. Nalan to book a venue and invite so many bigwigs from the Empire.

And, it has attracted so many fans!
Chapter completed!