How Can I Get Confused with the Top? Chapter 370

Ma Jing caught a cold, and he was not airsick originally, but this time he was a little sick to his stomach. He didn't want to affect the state of tomorrow's stage, so he planned to walk on the bank of the Vane River to slow down.

There are many tourists along the coast, because the Internet celebrity shop "Flying Dutchman" restaurant is nearby, and they wandered around for about ten minutes.

So he decided to return to the hotel. Ma Jing didn't feel the splendor of Maoxiong Kingdom, but only felt the cold. Are you kidding me in St. Petersburg in winter?

"It's really great, you don't need a room key when you go out." Ma Jing was angry with himself, took a deep breath to suppress his anger, and used the landline in the corridor to call the front desk.

The front desk immediately called someone to open the door, and it felt silly to wait for Ma Jing at the door, so he wandered in the corridor.

After swinging for two laps, a female voice stopped him: "Hey, you also came to meet Brother Jiu by chance."

Ma Jing turned around and saw the long-haired girl looking around like a thief.

"Huh?" Ma Jing didn't know why.

"Uncle, what are you pretending to be cute? Don't you come to see Brother Jiu, don't be shy, my mother is also a small fruit." The long-haired girl said, "Looking at your uncle's eyes, you know the purpose is the same as mine."

A thief's eyebrows and a mouse's eye, what a thief's eyebrows and a mouse's eye, Ma Jing's judgment of himself is righteous.

"Where did you know that Brother Nine lives here? A friend of mine happened to meet Brother Nine, and then I decided to come here from Shertolov to open a room, hoping to meet Brother Nine by chance." The long-haired girl I thought I saw the same burden, so I talked more.

"Who is the ninth brother in your mouth?" Ma Jing asked with a frown, excluding himself first.

As soon as these words came out, the long-haired girl's face changed and she immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I thought it was Friends of Guo."

After apologizing, the long-haired girl also explained two sentences: "Mainly..." After a while, if it wasn't for the same burden, then I wouldn't be able to joke around and say something sloppy.

She swallowed her own words: "I'm sorry anyway."

It is obvious that this Chinese girl is chasing stars, so this hotel can attract young girls to come from Shertolov, then there is only one truth!

"Is that Chu Zhi?" Ma Jing asked.

"Yes yes yes yes, I..." The long-haired girl's cell phone rang. When she saw the caller, her face became tense, and she apologized to Ma Jing and left quickly.

"You actually think I'm a fan of Chu Zhi?" Ma Jing smiled. This smile represented a lot of things. He was very confident, and even respected his teacher, not worshipped him.

It didn't take long for the waiter to come up to open his door, and Ma Jing returned to the room to rest.

There are more than 30 vocal guests invited by Huaxia, including five from the Magic City Opera House, seven from the Beijing Grand Theater, and the rest are basically singers of the national line, and they must have strength.

Xiao Ke of the Magic City Opera House is in the room. He just said that Chu Zhi is not qualified to be the team leader. Don't think that he is Chu Hei. In fact, Xiao Ke is half a small fruit. There are many songs by Chu Zhi in the playlist of the mobile music app.

Xiao Ke never reveals his preferences in front of outsiders, and even deliberately hides them, that's why he said this.

At the dinner party, Chu Zhi was the leader of the group, and more than 30 people arrived.

"When I was asked to be the team leader, I was a little confused, but after thinking about it, I quickly agreed. Isn't the team leader just taking good care of everyone. I'm good at this."

Chu Zhi said a few words before everyone raised their chopsticks and started.

"But if you have any other questions, don't ask me. Compared with the teachers, I have too little experience in participating in this kind of cultural forum."

After a few words, more than 30 people present felt at ease, and said the leader was taking care of them.

"I can talk." Ma Jing's deep dissatisfaction was cleared away.

There will be a performance tomorrow, so it is not appropriate to drink alcohol at dinner, but what is the communication skill of acting as an emperor beast? Most people add WeChat friends and call them brothers in conversation.

That's almost it for Huaxia. Let's talk about the foreign vocal guests—

Senderling had a dinner with a few familiar musicians, chatting while eating, and the knives and forks made a crisp sound when they hit the dishes.

Is it more civilized to use a knife and fork than chopsticks? Nonsense, even if there is no chicken, you can't say this, but many Europeans and Americans will say this.

Fortunately, the art forum is a place to speak with works. Whether you sing well or not, you all know.

"My sense of expectation has been raised to a high level by Sende, and I'm looking forward to Rigoletto."

"Mr. Parsifal is wearing a hat. I know Mr. Parsifal is in good shape."

"I wonder if I can enjoy Ms. Claramar's "Masquerade" this year."

"Please don't have such high expectations of me, Mr. Desen."

"Oh? Won't you star in "Masquerade"? There are two regrets on the stage tomorrow."

During the banquet, the singers bragged about each other's business, but objectively speaking, the dozen or so people present were really good, and they were all big names in the bel canto field.

Claramar is a world-class alto, and also the principal alto of the Metropolitan Opera in New York. The horror is that she has achieved such an achievement at only forty-two.

"Two regrets, so what is the other regret of Mr. Desen?" Claramar is a typical atmospheric beauty.

"Mr. Chu Zhi, the singer of "Opera 2", did not have a high pitch in the works he communicated this year," Desen Sterling said.

"Last year, because I was busy releasing music discs, I refused the invitation of the cultural forum, but many friends of Opera 2 sent videos." Parsifal said: "His talent amazes the gods."

Parsifal is a baritone. At the age of fifty-seven, he was once regarded as the best interpreter of British opera. Another blond man, also known as the Tiger of Wales, is a little bit of a middle schooler.

"Yeah, the gorgeous high notes are too shocking to the soul."

"If he develops in the field of bel canto, with his talent, he will become a person at the top of the pyramid in the field of tenor."

"It's also a pity."

At least 80% of the dozen or so singers know about Chu Zhi. Even if they don't know this person, they have heard of "Opera 2". After some discussions, they think that it is unwise not to choose high-pitched songs to communicate.

At night, there is no heat on the ground in St. Petersburg, and no stars in the sky.

It was dawn, and the ground was still covered with snow, but the streets were hurried by pedestrians.

Holding international events will attract many tourists, especially when it is stated that Chu Zhi is involved, many small fruits studying abroad will buy tickets to support.

A group of people left the hotel by bus, and they headed for the vocal music exchange venue. Some of them were whispering in the carriage, some were like flies rubbing their hands, and some were biting their nails unconsciously.

"Don't be nervous, play your best." Ma Jing said to the guests and to himself.

This cheer is a bit nonsense. It's weird if you're not nervous. No matter how powerful the masters are, and most of them are in their thirties on average, they will be nervous when they come on stage when facing the audience.

The Chekov International Theatre Festival is a delay. If it wasn't for the preparations for the festival, it wouldn't be possible for the seniors of the major theatres in China to be unable to come.

The drama festival is no less important than the cultural forum, and why did the seniors choose the latter invariably, because the last time was Huaxia as the host country "Huaxia Culture in the World", and the limelight was gone.

"Last night back at the hotel, I searched the Internet for the performance of Brother Wang Feng's theater, and the effect was not good, but excellent." Chu Zhi's first sentence was exaggerated, and the second sentence was self-exposure: "Besides, I am the first in the order of appearances. A guest on stage, it's me who should be nervous."

Acting Emperor Beast secretly changed the concept, the logic of the words is wrong, I can be nervous if you are nervous, there is no conflict, the attention of Xiao Ke, Ma Jing and others are all attracted by the word "first on stage".

"Mr. Chu is the opening performer today?" Xiao Rongxu asked uncertainly.

"It's the opening performance." Chu Zhi nodded, and everyone was surprised.

Like the opening film of the film festival, the opening performances are very important. The former means that the jury likes the film, while the latter means that the organizing committee values Chu Zhi.

Maybe it was the bonus of Lullaby and Opera 2, but Chu Zhi didn't think much about it.

Ma Jing hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is there a lot of pressure, Teacher Chu?"

"Of course it's big, and my heart is jumping." Chu Zhi answered the truth, he is nervous now, but he won't be able to go on stage later. He prepared vodka in his kettle.

I'm sorry to think this way, but Xiaorong Xu really felt that Chu Zhi was more stressed and worse than him, and he felt much better inside.

Not only Xiaorongxu had this idea, but others too. Ma Jing realized that Chu took the initiative to reveal his order to comfort people.

"This young man can indeed take care of people." Ma Jing muttered to himself.

There was a bit of traffic jam, and it took ten minutes to reach the destination. The vocal music performance venue was still the St. Petersburg Philharmonic Concert Hall. Chu Zhi felt that the difference from the previous session was that he sat in the first row as the guest of honor, before the third row.

Perhaps more European singers came this time, so the number of journalists from Britain, France, Germany and other countries also increased a lot. The battle in the cultural field is actually an invisible war, more ethereal and illusory than a financial war. You can't see the results, but you can feel them in ten or twenty years.

Like America, what makes them the beacon of the world, weapons, airplanes, cannons are important but not everything, and Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse.

"The 10th St. Petersburg International Cultural Forum welcomes the presence of artists and audiences~www.mtlnovel.com~ Art is far less important than life, but without art, spiritual life is very poor."

"And the progress of art requires the exchange of artists from all over the world, and the collision of ideas, just like the eruption of an underwater volcano."

The chairman of the organizing committee, Alexey, gave an opening speech. When he was speaking, Chu Zhi was going to the backstage to prepare, and his buttocks were not even hot.

"Gentlemen and girls, please use your hands to welcome the first guest to perform." Alexey stepped down.

Polite applause rang out, rushing.

There are 1,500 spectators in the concert hall, and more than 200 people are small fruits.

The large screen placed behind the stage displays in several languages [Performing guest: Chu Zhi

Representative works: "Lullaby", "Opera 2"]

"The song I performed today is called 'Katyusha'."

"The song comes from a folk story I heard when I was learning Russian by myself. It was about the love of the girl Katyusha in the war in the town of Tomat... So I wrote this song."

After Chu Zhi's introduction, he drank vodka before going on stage, and turned on the state of immortality in wine. He is ready, he is ready!

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o: There are so many invincibles, how lonely! Invincible me, come to the monthly pass.

Chapter end

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