Senior Superstar

When receiving the call from Xu Xiao, Zhao Jinzhi had just hung up and talked with Xiao Jingzhu for more than an hour.

While watching the trend of domestic public opinion about Li Shixin and Hua Qi, Zhao Jinzhi picked up the phone that kept ringing on the desk.

As soon as the phone was connected, Xu Xiao on the other side reported to her in an extremely excited voice;

"Mr. Zhao! Fortunately, we fulfilled our mission! We found four detective agencies here, and immediately found the restaurant where you and Bibixi had dinner, and obtained the monitoring by means. After checking the monitoring, we went to investigate every Passers-by who may have heard the chat between you and Bibixi were rejected more than a dozen times before they found out that someone was using a mobile phone video in the restaurant at the time of surveillance from another angle. In order to find these two tourists from Algeria, four detectives More than 60 people were dispatched, and finally they were found in Hannover and invited back to Berlin!"

Hearing this news, Zhao Jinzhi's calm eyes flickered slightly.

"So, there are complete video and audio recordings of the conversation between the two?"

"It's not perfect, but it's enough to wash away the dirty water that the media poured on Mr. Li!"

Feeling the confidence in Xu Xiao's words, Zhao Jinzhi took a deep breath.

She closed her eyes lightly, and after chewing through the news that Xiao Jingzhu had sent before, she opened them faintly.

"Save the video and don't publish it yet."

"ah?"

Hearing Zhao Jinzhi's order, Xu Xiao was a little puzzled:

"Dong Zhao, why?"

In the face of Xu Xiao's recklessness, Zhao Jinzhi was rarely patient.

"Mr. Xiao is not ready yet, so give her three days. This time it's not about beating the dog, just swinging a stick to make him suffer."

Speaking of this, Zhao Jinzhi narrowed her eyes.

"This time, I want to make him lose everything! I know what will happen to those who dare to touch me!"

Feeling the coldness in Zhao Jinzhi's words, Xu Xiao on the other end of the phone couldn't help feeling a chill down her back.

After a while, he replied respectfully;

"All according to Mr. Zhao's arrangement! Well, do I need to communicate with Mr. Li and tell him the news so that he doesn't have to worry?"

After thinking for a while, Zhao Jinzhi couldn't help but smile when thinking of Li Shixin's demeanor in the central square of the Philharmonic tonight.

Why didn't I see where he was in a hurry?

"No, I will communicate with him."

There were no more questions on the phone, Zhao Jinzhi silently hung up the phone.

Tapping the table rhythmically with her long, white fingers for a long time, she picked up the phone again and dialed an international number.

As the phone was connected, a woman's greeting rang out from the other side.

"Jinzhi, why are you so free to call me?"

Hearing the soft but firm voice on the other side, Zhao Jinzhi smiled faintly.

"Mr. Zheng, I feel very embarrassed about something and would like to hear your opinion."

the next day.

Facing the first ray of sunlight in the morning, Li Shixin quietly opened his eyes.

A big "Tai" character was placed on the bed, and every joint of the body was relaxed along with the lazy waist. He jumped up from the bed like an old fish.

"The day leading to Zhileng has begun again!"

After giving himself a hard blow, Li Shixin walked to the bathroom naked, lubricated the straight toothbrush with clear mint toothpaste and inserted it into his mouth, and habitually turned on the phone.

In fact, last night at the Philharmonic Central Plaza, he did not only play the song "Jiuzhou Tong".

After the ensemble performance, he played two guzheng pieces alone, and together with Tong Guaiguai and Zhao Jinzhi, they performed common domestic folk music pieces such as "Dance of the Yi Nationality" and "A Laugh from the Sea".

As Tong Guaiguai uploaded the next few songs to YouTube together, the toss last night, after a whole day of fermentation in China, has already received a very pleasant response.

At this time, my Weibo seems to have completely shaken off the impact of the previous foreign media interview, and those sand sculpture netizens who had been depressed before in the comment area have returned to their positions.

For "Jiuzhou Tong" and several other songs, domestic netizens are naturally quite encouraged. However, apart from being moved by this group of sand sculptures, they seem to enjoy watching the reactions of international netizens on folk music.

The comment area is full of high praise messages and comments on Tongguaiguai’s Youtube account translated by various masters who overcame the wall;

"I was born in the United States after 2000. I thought my thinking was very close to that of Westerners. But in school, when my classmates came over with their mobile phones and asked me to explain this song to them as a Chinese, I heard When satar, flute, zither and suona sounded, and subconsciously told the names of those instruments to the students, I suddenly realized;

No matter what kind of education I have received, no matter what kind of environment I am in, the blood left in my body is still passed on to the Chinese nation and is still a descendant of Yan Huang! Thanks to the author of this song, it awakened the memory and belonging engraved in my genes! I also hope to have the opportunity to go back to my parents’ hometown, and stand on the land of Kyushu to listen to this song again! "

"Admiration from Taiwan Province! I hope that one day, I can play this piece with my compatriots in the Mainland!"

"Music lovers from New Zealand, after listening to this piece and knowing that this is a band from China, I feel very envious of this young and energetic country! Their instruments look strange, but when they play At that time, the magical magic was revealed! I like the instrument that appeared at the end, it is as dazzling as the cross star on the sea!"

"Oh, dear friends from New Zealand, this young and vigorous country you speak of, the civilization it carries has a history of more than 5,000 years—maybe it will be longer. Friends from Russia advise you, always Don't think of China as a country, they are actually a civilization in the skin of a country! In the past few thousand years, they have experienced a lot of turmoil, their leaders and dynasties have been changing, and even occupied by foreigners But those who thought they could conquer fire and enslave them were either eliminated or absorbed in the end, but this civilization itself has never been completely eliminated, and now they are becoming stronger and stronger!"

"Damn, I don't understand the way these instruments are played, but I understand the emotions it carries! These players must be so proud when they play this piece! They have differences, but they are united now Together! Maybe that's what this song is about! That's something to be proud of!"

These highly praised comments from a western perspective caused jubilation in the comment area of ​​Weibo.

Smiling and looking at the netizens who were either proud or complaining, Li Shixin chuckled and turned off his phone.

After hurried washing and putting on his clothes, he went out and called Tong Guaiguai and others.

Um.

In fact, Tong Guaiguai was picked up from the bed by Chen Boshi and the others.

Seeing the little girl Wang Mingming sitting on the sofa, her big eyes staring like copper bells, but her nose was still snoring, Li Shixin rubbed her temples.

"Last night's performance was good, let's try harder tonight. Come on!"

"What the hell? Can you arrange a job for me too?"

Seeing old man Liu Feng poking his head over curiously like a baby, looking eager to try, Li Shixin laughed.

"It's not just you."

Li Shixin looked at An Xiaoxiao who was squatting beside Tong Guaiguai like a puppy, poking the sleeping god with his fingers, and softly brainwashing "You don't need to eat breakfast" over and over again.

"Drum, Le, how can we miss dancing? Tonight, Boshi, Yiyi, Sansan, you three go to occupy a larger seat. Let's fix everything we can!"

As he spoke, Li Shixin took out a sheet of music from his pocket and patted it in front of everyone.

On the title of the music score, it is written in neat and vigorous characters;

"Beauty Walk - Yan Xun"!