Ouyang Xue was wearing the new set of DIOR clothes. Her blue skirt sparkled like stars with every step she took, appearing extraordinarily magnificent. She put the violin on her shoulder and began to play.

The melodious sound of the violin resonated throughout the music hall, and countless audience members were all immersed in this exquisite technique. Ouyang Xue looked at the score in front of her, her fingers constantly changing, just like a noble girl dancing in a medieval castle.

The sound of the zither was like a ribbon that linked the performer to the audience. When Ouyang Xue put away the zither to pay her respects to the audience, there were still people who were lost in the play and were unable to recover for a long time.

Moments later, thunderous applause rang out from the music hall. Someone said loudly, "Ankh …" "An Ke …"

During a musical performance, if the performer's performance was very moving, the audience would shout "Ankh", not letting him leave the stage, but continuing to play the music.

It could be said that Ann was the one with the highest award for a musician. Ouyang Xue looked at the audience and smiled subtly. After that, she placed the violin back onto her shoulder and began to play an impromptu song.

This time, the song was not as intense as the previous one, but instead contained a faint sadness. It was as if it was reminiscing about its hometown in a foreign land.

Two completely different styles filled the audience with joy. Even after the end of the song, there were some who shouted 'Ankh'.

Ouyang Xue smiled politely and thanked the audience. She didn't pay any more attention to the voices as she slowly left the stage. Ouyang Xue could be said to be the perfect curtain call for a performance at the Royal British Music Hall. Seeing all kinds of fresh flowers filling her resting room, the staff at the side couldn't help but be envious.

When they were looking through the flowers in the resting room, someone knocked on the door to Ouyang Xue's room and then walked in.

It was a staff member from the Royal Concert Hall of England. She was holding a large bunch of blue goblins in her hands. There were a total of 99 of them.

The staff put the flowers on the table, then turned to Ouyang Xue and said, "A very handsome gentleman asked me to bring the flowers here."

Ouyang Xue was stunned for a moment as she tried to recall who it was that gave such a big bunch of blue demoness. Although she really liked this kind of flower, not many people knew about it and they weren't even in England.

After thinking for a moment, Ouyang Xue still couldn't come up with anything. She straightforwardly said to the staff member, "Did he say his name?"

The staff thought for a moment, then said, "He didn't say anything else. He just asked me to send the flowers here."

Looking at the staff member's expression, it was obvious that she really couldn't recall anything. Ouyang Xue smiled and nodded at her. She then took one of the flowers from the bouquet and gave it to the staff member. She gently said, "Thank you so much for today."

The staff took the flowers happily, and after saying a few more words to Ouyang Xue, she left the room.

Under normal circumstances, the person who sent the flowers would include a card that clearly stated who gave who this bunch of flowers because of what matter was, and Ouyang Xue was looking for such a card.

However, after rummaging for a while, Ouyang Xue didn't find any cards. Instead, she found a domestic magazine.

On it was written in large letters: "Hubby Lu Yunqi was divorced."

Ouyang Xue's eyes widened as she looked at the news. Because she had been preparing to play for the past few days, she hadn't heard about the news about Lu Yunqi in the country for a very long time.

However, she didn't expect that someone would bring the magazine to her so straightforwardly. What did the person who sent the flowers mean? Remind her, or mock her?

Ouyang Xue was confused for a moment, completely unable to understand the other party's purpose in coming.

But no matter what, the appearance of this magazine woke Ouyang Xue up. She really needed to make a decision.

At this moment, Paul, the manager of the Philharmonic Orchestra, rushed over and said to Ouyang Xue, "My dear Xue Xue, today's performance is really amazing. In recent years, you're the first performer to receive permission to perform in the Royal British Music Hall. I'm really proud of you."

Ouyang Xue humbly smiled and said, "It's because the audience is too enthusiastic today."

Paul waved his hand and said, "My dear Snow, you are always so modest. I came to inform you that I hope that you can attend the opening of the performance in France. They are all looking forward to it."

Ouyang Xue didn't seem to have thought of this at all.

She ran her fingers through her hair as she thought back to the magazine she had just read. Little by little, she recalled the relationship she had with Lu Yunqi. They had once been childhood friends, but now they had to read about each other through the news.

This made the proud Ouyang Xue very unhappy.

Although she really hoped that Lu Yunqi would wait for her, Ouyang Xue was unable to restrain her. Lu Yunqi's divorce news was like a resounding slap to her face, waking her up from her fantasy.

Ouyang Xue had originally given up everything for the sake of music, but now she owned a lot. She looked up at Paul and said, "I'm sorry, but I can't participate in the French public performances."

Paul seemed surprised by her answer and said quickly, "My dear Snow, is there something wrong? I hope you won't give up such a precious opportunity. "

Ouyang Xue nodded to indicate that she understood. She then turned to Paul and said seriously, "I've already thought about it. I won't be participating in the French promotions, and I'm also preparing to resign as the violin's chief."

"Oh my god, Snow, are you crazy? It wasn't easy for me to get my hands on the lead violinist, and now that he says he'll resign, I'll resign? " Paul said in surprise, as if he didn't understand Ouyang Xue's thoughts at all. He felt that this violinist must be crazy, or else how could he have such a thought?

However, Ouyang Xue didn't care about Paul's words at all. She looked at the manager of the Philharmonic and said, "I've already thought it through. I'm going to resign as the violin's chief."

Seeing that she had made up her mind, Paul did not try to dissuade her. Instead, he curiously asked, "My dear Snow, can I know why you have such a sudden thought?"

Hearing Paul's question, Ouyang Xue suddenly smiled gently and said, "I must go back to my country and take back my love!"

As a Frenchman, Paul was full of romantic emotions. When he heard Ouyang Xue's words, he said emotionally, "People who love each other in France will always be together. Even if life is full of twists and turns, love can always change everything."

Neither of them noticed that there was a mysterious man outside the lounge. He seemed to have noticed everything and left in satisfaction.