Then the second piece began, lasting about twenty minutes without a break. The orchestra and conductor were still working hard, and most of the audience seemed to be listening attentively. There was no obvious impatience, but the overall feeling was different. The most obvious thing

The performance may be that a certain audience member downstairs raised the program list almost to his eyes and refused to stand, which caused a few people to follow suit.

As a colleague, Yang Jingxing certainly admired and thanked others for their spirit of exploration. He focused on art most of the time and occasionally looked at Tao Meng.

Both Tao Meng and her grandmother could still sit still, but they obviously showed no signs of admiration. Tao Meng seemed to be thinking about the problem seriously, while the old man was a little absent-minded and looked at Tao Meng from time to time.

After the music ended, the applause was in sharp contrast to the previous overture. Some people even didn't do anything at all, still looking relieved.

Jeromil still wanted to pay tribute to the composer.

The composer himself obviously doesn't care about the audience at all. He is still full of pride. It is estimated that he is just like Gan Kaicheng who created a few unique and new things in the first few years but was ruthlessly rejected by the market before reading other people's songs.

The feeling of being popular is almost the same.

It was intermission, and Yang Jingxing did not socialize. He quickly walked out through the corridor and found the entrance to Tao Meng's box. He went in and said with a smile: "Grandma."

The old man smiled and said: "Xiao Yang, what you said just now was too unpleasant, not pleasant!" He said very quietly and waved his hands secretly.

Yang Jingxing chuckled: "Thank you for your hard work."

The old man said to Tao Meng: "Go ahead and be careful. Xiao Yang will accompany me."

Tao Meng nodded and said to Yang Jingxing, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Don't worry."

The old man asked Yang Jingxing to sit down: "...where did Mengmeng and you go to play this morning?"

Yang Jingxing said: "She took me to see a museum, and I invited her to lunch."

The old man smiled and praised: "That's good. Even if you don't come here usually, you should keep in touch with your classmates."

Yang Jingxing: "I usually don't have the chance or excuse, so thank you for accompanying Tao Meng here, otherwise I wouldn't even have this opportunity, and my friendship with classmates would be cut off."

Grandma Tao Meng said with the gentleness and sternness unique to the elderly: "I said the wrong thing... Grandma is very happy to see you meet like this. How nice it is."
Chapter completed!