Chapter 1058 (1/2)

Like old Barnen, Mr. Tao's former vice president started his retirement life after he was resigned ”for personal reasons”. He bought a farm in Michigan next door to fund some education and art projects. Most of his pleasure was to participate in various social activities for the elderly like amateur chorus. His heart problems were due to the intense work away from the ”old school capitalist tradition” And it's better than old Barnen, who's been sitting in a country club all day.

He didn't get angry with himself like old Barnen. The expansion of the fluorescent rod market was in line with his expectation that he had decided to purchase Bain's fluorescent factory at a high price at that time. However, Dow did not compete with his peers in this field. No wonder others were to blame.

His amateur chorus is composed of rich people who support the Symphony Center. Not all of them come from Chicago. In fact, he is not. Besides him, song Ya has not dealt with most of these white old women. It may be because he has risen too fast, and many of them have already begun to support their old age.

Of course, he has no role in the Barnes case, and the special prosecutor will not involve Dow.

In a word, after a few days of abstinence, song Ya and the band and chorus are getting better and better. With the care of barrenboy, maybe his own efforts and professional performance have won the recognition of the musicians? Don't be late for the first night, listen to the recording, and don't leave for the first time.

”Hoo!”

In the twinkling of an eye, song ya, who had just turned off the Latin motor, put on her pajamas and went upstairs alone, breathing heavily, into the small recording studio in Highland Park, and gently closed the door.

“Babayetuyetu……”

The only song in his mind now is this song. He went to open the blinds without turning on the light. When he lifted his hand, he stayed in the air. He took a deep breath in the faint white dawn coming from the gap between the leaves. Then he closed his eyes, raised his right hand high, and opened his five fingers. A standard and appropriate smile bloomed on his face and tightened up in the dark studio After a few steps, he suddenly stood still and made a deep, crisp bow.

There seems to be a warm applause from the audience in the music hall.

He held out his hand and shook the air. The object was a South African singer. Then he slapped his left hand on the other's arm at the same time. Well, that's it

After that, she put her right hand around her waist and pecked her head gently. No, lea saronga is very short. It seems that she still needs to stand on tiptoe to reach the vertical microphone when she sings eponine, the 10th anniversary of the world. So she leans forward slightly to adjust the height.

The next one is the chief small handle. I don't know whether he will stand up or continue to sit. He has prepared two handshake plans. If the other party is still sitting, he can reach for it by a large margin.

Finally, he stood behind the podium. Before turning around, he bowed to the audience again, a little longer than the last time. He stood up after counting a few seconds.

Take the pajamas as tuxedo, arrange the collar and hands, and then artistically ”pick up” the baton.

”By the way...”

In the twinkling of an eye, he opened his hands and ran back to the recording.

”Woo, woo, woo...”

Shakira de bainia Salonga's Aria came out. He closed his eyes again, motioned to the violin voice with his left hand, raised his chin slightly in the direction of the bell ringer and the sandhammer player, beamed at the accurate feedback from the recording, and tapped his forehead.

In the dark, he entertains himself in a monologue, trying to make every finger move as precise and elegant as a surgeon.

”Well?”

There seems to be a small flaw that was not found in the rehearsal. When the ”conductor” was halfway through, he frowned and went to play the recording again. It was confirmed, but it was not a flaw. It was just a slight difference in the processing of the original Tianqi song in his mind. He took up a pen to write a note and made a mark in front of the corresponding paragraph in the general spectrum of the conductor. He would adjust it when rehearsing on Monday.

”Daddy! Mommy wants you to have breakfast

Little rob knocked on the door outside and cried out.

”Just a moment.” He opened the door and continued to work. Little Robb ran around his legs lively, and his mouth tooted to imitate the sound of the train.

Children grow really fast, it's time to send them to preschool. He looked down at his eldest son and thought silently.