Chapter 1197: 1 Performance

The implication of Shen Long's words was naturally to go to Carnegie Hall and Avery Fisher Hall to perform on stage. He thought, maybe this is Wang Qiming's ideal? He not only wants to make money, but also wants to rely on music to make money and win the respect of Americans.

"Haha! We all thought so at the beginning!" Boris Dmitrov, a violinist from the Symphony Orchestra of the Plovdiv State Opera House in Bulgaria, said, patting Shen Long on the shoulder, and several other musicians also expressed their concern. Qi Qi's expression did not laugh at Shen Long.

Why weren't they like this in the first place? I came to New York with great ambitions, and I came to the Lincoln Center to try to find an opportunity, but when I got here, I realized that there are simply too many talents in the world; this is like Ryuji Tanizawa. In Japan, he is considered a good basketball player. hand, but in the United States it is nothing.

"I've been in New York for seven years. Seven years ago I was outside the Lincoln Center for the Arts, and I'm still here," shrugged Irish flutist Robert McGoldrick.

"Wang, it's good to have dreams, but if you want to succeed in New York, you can't rely on dreams alone." Boris Dmitrov sighed, "You should have just come to the United States, right? Anyway, today you are considered Off to a good start, but nowhere near entering Carnegie Hall!"

Shen Long pretended not to understand, and still jumped out word by word. Although Guo Yan could not understand, but from the expressions of Boris-Robert and the others, it was obvious that they were not optimistic about Shen Long's dream.

Yes, although the two of them are performers in the Chinese symphony orchestra, the Chinese symphony orchestra is far behind the world's top symphony orchestra like the New York Philharmonic Orchestra. Stronger than the two of them, how could they get in?

However, seeing that Shen Long was still in high spirits, Guo Yan didn't try to spoil his mood. Perhaps he would be able to sober up after hitting a wall in the future and being rejected by the New York Symphony Orchestra?

Of course Shen Long knew this, he would never be able to enter Carnegie Hall relying on playing skills alone, but music is not just about playing skills.

A group of people came to a familiar bar and ordered something to eat and drink. Boris and Robert enthusiastically introduced the common sense of the New York classical music circle to Shen Long. Words communicated with them, influenced by him, Guo Yan also began to boldly join the discussion.

After hearing that Guo Yan was a violinist, Boris and Robert were very envious. After all, it is a very happy thing for these artists to have a fellow artist as a lover. "Wang, and Ms. Guo, since the song "The Butterfly Lovers ;Concerto" is a violin concerto, and you are a violinist, so why don't you perform together?"

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I can't wait to hear your ensemble! Others also echoed, "Only the cello can't fully bring out the charm of this piece of music!" "

"No, I can't do it!" It was already very difficult for Guo Yan to accept that her husband came out to perform as a performer, and he never thought about what it would be like to stand on the side of the road and perform.

"Why can't we? Didn't we cooperate well when we performed in China? Come on, change your clothes tomorrow and bring your violin with you. Our husband and wife will perform at the Lincoln Art Center! If Deng Wei and Xiaozhen Write a letter and ask us what we are doing in the United States, and we will say that we will perform at the Lincoln Center for the Arts, which sounds awesome!" Shen Long persuaded.

"Virtue! Can it be the same!" Guo Yan was amused by his unscrupulous tone. Performing in the plaza next to the Lincoln Center for the Arts is completely different from performing in Carnegie Hall.

"Hey, I think it's pretty much the same. We perform, and the audience pays us if they like it. What's the difference? Do you think so?" After Shen Long finished speaking, he skipped a few words and gave the meaning to Robert and Bao. Reese said it again.

"Hahaha, Wang, you are right! We all rely on music for food, there is no essential difference!" They were amused by Shen Long's humor, "Come on, let's drink to Wang's words!"

After drinking, Boris patted him on the shoulder, "Wang, you are much more interesting than the Chinese people I have met before, and I think you are more adapted to life in New York than I am!" Bulgaria belongs to the camp of socialist countries in Eastern Europe As a member, he has relatively more exchanges with China, so Boris has met Chinese musicians before, but they give him a completely different feeling from Shen Long. Shen Long has an aura that he can't explain.

"Ma'am, I think Wang also hopes that his lover can perform with him." Robert persuaded, his eyes were a little sad, and he wondered if he remembered some past events.

"Aren't you going to put away your violin completely? You've been studying for so long, and you're really willing to let it go? And it's better than doing the dishes, right? Look at Boris, his status was comparable to ours back then. The two are in high school in China; besides, if Ning Ning asks, do you think she would prefer to hear us continue to perform music in New York, or serve the dishes and wash the dishes?" Shen Long continued to persuade.

If Guo Yan went to do other things, or simply did housework at home, her mood would change sooner or later, which would affect the harmony of the family. This obviously did not meet Wang Qiming's wishes.

The big guy didn't drink much wine, but the time dragged on quite late. Guo Yan was very curious about this habit of talking nonsense all night with a glass of wine. On the way back, he asked Shen Long, and Shen Long started talking nonsense again. "Hey, I'm thinking about it, Lao Luo and Lao Bao are also poor, if they open their mouths to drink, they will definitely not be able to drink, so they have to do this."

Passing through the bustling Manhattan and returning to the slums where she lived, the smile on Guo Yan's face quickly froze, especially when she saw the homeless people next to the fire with malicious intentions, she subconsciously hugged Shen Long's arm tightly.

When Shen Long woke up the next morning and finished washing, she saw Guo Yan cleaning her violin seriously, and she also figured it out. Since musicians like Boris don't feel ashamed, what good is there for her? What do you care about?

And this place really can't continue to live, even if she wants to save enough money to move out here, she has to help her man, two people can make money faster than one, right?

"Dele, let's go out to eat something first, and then go to work at the Lincoln Center for the Arts!" Shen Long picked up his cello.