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"Boom"
With the engine roaring, a blue and white aircraft landed steadily on the tarmac of Hong Kong Island International Airport.
The hatch opened and Chekov and Charlie came out.
"Mr. Chekov, are we going directly to Beishan or to Zonghuang?"
Charlie asked.
When he was on the plane, he had already roughly understood the entire incident.
We also know the reason why Chekov traveled thousands of miles to China.
For no other reason than for the young man who played "Flight of the Bumblebee" with one hand.
????????????? If this matter were to happen to others, it would most likely be a matter of just thinking about it.
No one would go back and forth over such a trivial matter.
But Chekov is different. Chekov¡¯s pursuit of music has reached its extreme.
He will never allow anyone to blaspheme music.
And precisely because of this ultimate pursuit, Chekhov became a world-renowned piano master.
"Go to Zong Huang!"
Chekov thought for a while and said.
Charlie nodded and took out his cell phone from his pocket.
A few minutes later, a black Mercedes-Benz sedan stopped steadily in front of them
Zonghuang Entertainment¡ª¡ª
"What?"
"Mr. Chekov has got off the plane?"
When Huo Xi heard Zhou Hui's report, he was stunned.
She knew Chekov would come to China.
But I didn¡¯t expect Chekov to come so quickly.
"Sister Xi, Mr. Chekov is on his way here now."
"I'll probably arrive in ten minutes."
Zhou Hui said.
"Come on, follow me to the door to greet you."
ten minutes?
Huo Xi's eyelids twitched suddenly, and without any hesitation, he waved his hand and led Zhou Hui towards the door in a hurry.
Ten minutes later, a black Mercedes-Benz sedan stopped steadily at the entrance of Zonghuang Entertainment.
The car door opened, and an old man over fifty years old with gray hair and wearing a tuxedo came out.
It¡¯s none other than the world-famous piano master Chekhov.
When he saw the person coming, Huo Xi hurried forward to greet him without even thinking.
"Mr. Chekov, welcome, welcome"
"Miss Huo, long time no see"
A smile appeared on Chekov's lips.
It¡¯s just that this smile is ugly no matter how you look at it.
"Mr. Chekov, after a long journey, we have prepared the hotel"
"It's different"
Before Huo Xi could finish her words, Chekov had already interrupted her with a wave of his hand.
"Miss Huo, I think you should know the purpose of my coming here."
"I want to meet the young man named Su as soon as possible"
Chekov said in a bad tone.
Huo Xi: ""
If possible, Huo Xi doesn't want Chekov to meet Su Lang at all.
the reason is simple.
Chekov thought Su Lang was a silver wax-tipped gun, but Huo Xi knew that Su Lang really had a brush.
She just wanted to use Chekov's name to guide the direction of public opinion, and she never thought about letting Chekov meet Su Lang.
"Mr. Chekov, there is no rush in this matter"
Holding back the twitching of the corner of his mouth, Huo Xi said awkwardly.
"Miss Huo, let me say it again, I need to see each other as soon as possible."
Chekov¡¯s attitude became much tougher.
Huo Xi: ""
To be honest, Horch knew that Chekov was a jerk.
¡°But what she didn¡¯t expect was that Chekov would reach this level.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? was to say this, what could she do?
I can only grit my teeth and agree.
"Don't worry, Mr. Chekov, I'll make arrangements right away."
"In this case, tomorrow, we will go to Beishan tomorrow"
Huo Xi gritted his teeth.
Now she also understands that it is impossible for Chekov to give up the idea of ??meeting Su Lang.
Now it¡¯s just one word ¡°drag¡±!
It¡¯s a shame to be able to delay it for a day??.
Hearing Horch's answer, Chekov nodded with satisfaction.
"Thank you very much"
¡°Dingling bell~¡±
Just as Chekov was speaking, a crisp ringtone from his cell phone interrupted his words.
Turning around, I saw that Charlie¡¯s cell phone was ringing.
"Feel sorry"
Charlie apologized and took out his cell phone.
The caller ID shows an unknown number.
After a moment of hesitation, Charlie pressed the answer button.
"Hello, are you Mr. Chekov? I am a reporter from Beishan TV Station, Chen Lin"
There was a nice girl on the phone.
Beishan TV reporter, Chen Lin?
Hearing this name, Charlie was stunned for a while.
He always felt that the name was familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.
"Hello, Ms. Chen, I am Mr. Chekov's assistant Charlie. Do you have anything to do with Mr. Chekov?"
"I can convey this to Mr. Chekov on your behalf."
Charlie responded politely.
"Mr. Charlie, it's like this. The main purpose of this call is to invite Mr. Chekov to come to Beishan to perform a music performance on behalf of Mr. Su"
"Of course, Mr. Su will also participate when the time comes."
Chen Lin said with a smile.
Beishan, Mr. Su, Chen Lin
Charlie suddenly realized.
No wonder he always felt that the name Chen Lin was familiar. It turned out that she was the one who posted the video.
Charlie never expected that Chen Lin would come to challenge Chekov.
how to say?
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"Ms. Chen, do you want to challenge Mr. Chekov?"
Charlie asked coldly.
"No, no, no, Mr. Charlie, you misunderstood. This is not a challenge."
"We just want to prove a fact."
"Mr. Chekov couldn't play "Flight of the Bumblebee" with one hand"
"But Mr. Su can do it."
Chen Lin¡¯s smiling voice came from the phone.
For a moment, Charlie was trembling and angry!
Arrogant!
It¡¯s really too arrogant!
Charlie has never seen such an arrogant person.
Do they know who Chekov is?
Chekhov is the world's top pianist!
Whether it is typhoons or techniques, they are all top-notch in the world.
Now some people say that what Lian Chekov cannot do, others can do.
??Even issued a challenge for this.
Charlie almost laughed his head off.
"Ms. Chen, are you serious?"
Charlie shouted sternly in a low voice.
"certainly."
Chen Lin smiled and said: "So, Mr. Charlie, what do you say?"
Charlie: ¡°¡¡±
Without saying anything, Charlie hung up the phone silently.
"Mr. Charlie, what's going on?"
Huo Xi was the first to react and asked quickly.
"Ms. Huo, the reporter named Chen called."
Charlie spoke slowly.
A reporter named Chen?
Huo Xi¡¯s eyelids twitched suddenly.
She is no stranger to reporters named Chen, Chen Lin!
"What did she say?"
Huo Xi asked.
"Chen Lin challenged Mr. Chekov on behalf of Su Lang and invited Mr. Chekov to perform a music performance in Beishan."
Charlie said slowly. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com