"General manager he, if he sanshao is not dead, if all this is closely related to he sanshao, then... What should we do?"


    "It''s not a mistake to kill."


    "Mr. He, that''s your brother..."


    Wu Yang has been following he Junshen for so many years. Although he doesn''t say anything, he can see he Junshen''s guilt and remorse over the years. He is such an invincible man, but he became red eyed at he xunfan''s funeral.


    He Junshen is not a heartless man. He is his brotherly brother. When he spits out these four words, we can see how hard he is.


    "Wu Yang." He Yun frowned deeply and said slowly, "killing a man with red eyes is regardless of his brothers. If all this is related to him, do you think he still has human nature?"


    Wu Yang nodded.


    "It''s just that he''s not smart enough, but anyway, there''s always a price to pay."


    Wu Yang nodded, "I see, president he."


    He Yun nodded slightly, didn''t say a word more, but his signature pen was bent a little.


    "Pa" when he released the moment, the pen rolled down on the huge writing desk, and then fell on the side of the ground.


    ……


    At about 6:30 the next night, the audience entered one after another. Most celebrities and ladies would like this elegant art. I heard that the harpist had changed to an Yan, so they would naturally come to have a look.


    "This mu an Yan left he Shao to still be able to live so vivid, really fierce."


    "This kind of woman must be very skillful. There''s no doubt about it. In front of her, we can only be regarded as a little witch."


    "I don''t know if Hurst will come today?"


    "How could heshao like these shoes? Don''t be kidding


    "Did you see those flower baskets celebrating the success of the performance just now? I''ve seen those words. They are all Hermes among the flowers. The price is expensive. A flower basket like that costs tens of thousands of yuan. I don''t know who sent it. I''ve seen hundreds of flower baskets in the audience, right


    "Maybe it''s from Mu Anyan''s new love." Several famous ladies and ladies have guessed, "after all, she is such a woman with superb means, are you afraid that there is no man to take over?"


    These ladies and ladies are talking and laughing. They regard Anyan as a joke, but they don''t know that they are the real joke.


    At 6:55 in the evening, all the lights fell, a dim light refracted in the middle of the stage, and everyone''s eyes looked in the direction of the stage


    At this time, the safety door on one side opened slowly, and a handsome man with a straight figure stepped in.


    He looks cold and stern, and the black sunglasses on his well-defined face show the extraordinary flavor of the king.


    Under the shelter of several bodyguards, the nearby audience did not see who the man was, but who has such a strong aura in Jingjiang City? I''m afraid there''s no one else except he Junshen.


    He sits far away from the stage, which is very secret. He can see the stage clearly, but even if people on the stage look at the audience, they will never see his position, because it is a blind spot.


    At seven o''clock sharp, the melodious and ethereal harp sounds first, and all the lights converge on Anyan


    She was wearing a white gauze, the extraordinary temperament attracted the attention of the audience.


    She gracefully plucks every string, even if her hand is wrapped with gauze, but it doesn''t affect any movement of her soft body.


    The original melodious sound of the piano dropped a little bit, and suddenly it became majestic, as if it had the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers. All the lights on the stage suddenly came on, and the thunderous applause also followed


    When the applause became sparse, the sound of the harp rang out again, not at all abrupt! Who says weakness is not better than steel? Such a soft sound swallowed every note of that magnificent mountain and river just now!


    He Junshen''s eyes always fall on an Yan. His slender fingers take off his sunglasses. Junyan still has no expression, but his eyes are full of warmth. Such eyes are unique.


    At the end of the song, the light once again converged on an Yan, ending with the melodious sound of the harp, which made the audience still have more than enough.


    At the moment when the stage light falls, an Yan uses Yu Guang to search the audience as quickly as possible, but he Junshen is not seen


    He didn''t come?


    Anyan takes back her sight, gets up and bows to the audience with everyone.


    Then there are several solo and ensemble projects. When an Yan comes out again, it is near the end of the concert.


    This piece is also added temporarily. Anyan plays it less than three times.


    She sat in the middle of the stage, pedaling.


    When the piano sounds, her eyes are red


    This soothing harp sound is accompanied by a kind of extremely sad whine, and many perceptual audience shed tears.


    She plucked the strings to the last note.


    When the last sound falls, a drop of tears falls down, and finally falls on the floor where the lights gather.


    Anyan didn''t know that her every move, even a slight move, fell into hejunshen''s eyes.


    His eyes were full of evil light, and his brows were always frowning tightly. There was a trace of pain in his eyes, and then he hid them all.


    At the end of the performance, everyone came on stage and bowed to the curtain. When they delivered their speech, the dazzling man in the humble position had already left ahead of time.


    "What does Anyan have to say? Let''s talk to you soon The host handed the microphone to an Yan.


    Anyan took the microphone and looked around the audience with a smile. The sweet voice came out through the microphone: "just now, the host said that he did a live machine voting, and the satisfaction rate was as high as 98.9%. I know that most of the people present were very surprised why I stood here. Of course, a small number of them came to see my muanyan joke, But no matter what mood you come here with, I''m very grateful to you. Thank you for enjoying today''s performance. Thank you


    After the voice dropped, Anyan bowed to the audience, thanking all the people who arrived today to watch the performance.


    It will be her last performance in her life.


    After the show, the audience left one after another.


    Anyan picked up her things and left ahead of time. Looking at the flower basket placed in the aisle and Hall of the performance, the delicate rose bloomed very attractive. It was really good-looking. Just like the blooming rose, today''s performance is also very wonderful.