[Who said you have to be able to play the piano to be smart and beautiful? Moral kidnapping?]
[No, this is called 'capacity kidnapping' - if you can, you must know everything.]
[Oh My God! It's too suffocating!]
[Who said she was cute just now? yue!]
[For the first time, pink made me sick.]
[What's wrong with pink? It's just being worn by a low-rank green tea essence.]
[Hearing her mouthful of 'oh', 'ah', 'ah', I have committed embarrassment and cancer]
[Could it be that this is the legendary... babe?]
[Believe it or not, sister Yue let you wait for dinner when the suona sounded?]
[He Yan is a weirdo, and his niece is even more weird.]
[Who gave her the courage to provoke Sister Yue?]
[…]
The barrage in the live broadcast room was full of complaints.
This year's netizen was quite high-quality, they didn't utter dirty words, but they were full of ridicule, and they could make golden sentences frequently, which made the director team dumbfounded and forced to hold back their laughter.
"He Yan, this niece is too..." the director didn't finish.
"Stupid." The assistant director at the side completed it for him.
"Who is to blame for not being up to date? Originally, if she was cute and loved to play soy sauce, she would not be so troublesome, and she could still be a small circle of fans. In the end, she had to rely on Tie Jiang Fuyue to create a character for herself, and she didn't look at others. How much IQ is, how much is her IQ."
Is it really easy to win the gold medal in the competition
If Jiang Fuyue didn't have some skills, she would definitely not be as popular as she is today.
"But having said that, if she can really make Jiang Fuyue feel embarrassed, she can be considered a talent." The coordinator rubbed his chin, looking promising.
The director shook his head, disapproving: "So what if Jiang Fuyue suffers? It's just because she doesn't know how to play the piano. But her aggressive behavior has ruined her popularity, and the gain outweighs the loss."
"As a netizen, are you still as easy to fool and incite as you were 20 or 30 years ago? After surfing the Internet for so many years, you have already grown your brain!"
"So, will Jiang Fuyue accept the trick and play four-handed play with her?"
The studio is equally curious—
[By the way, can Sister Yue play the piano?]
[Although it's not worth competing with this kind of person, I still really want to see how Sister Yue will surprise the whole network if she doesn't make a move.]
[Understand! They all grew up reading Shuangwen's novels, who wouldn't want to abuse a scumbag?]
[…]
When Jiang Fuyue saw that He Xiaoke not only lifted the piano cover, but was about to touch the keys, she immediately scolded—
"stop!"
He Xiaoke was stunned, and then he blinked his eyes wide, and felt aggrieved: "Sister **..."
"I advise you not to touch it!"
He Xiaoke didn't understand: "I didn't mean anything malicious, I just saw that there was a piano here, so I wanted to play it..."
Jiang Fuyue turned a deaf ear to this explanation, and only looked nervously at the piano: "Now, please get up from the piano bench immediately and stand five steps away! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
He Xiaoke's grievance grew stronger, as if he was about to cry in the next second.
From the corner of the eye, she glanced at the plane seat not far away, but actually sneered secretly, what kind of genius girl is nothing more than that! He actually showed such a vicious side in front of the camera.
It seems that there is no need to compete with the piano, this Jiang Fuyue has already lost completely in front of her.
"Miss **, I thought we were friends... Between friends, can we be more harmonious? If you have anything to say, you can tell me well, I'm balabala..."
He babbled a lot, but didn't get up from the piano bench.
Jiang Fuyue was really angry.
"Say it again, please stand up and leave!"
The girl shrank her neck, as if frightened, but she just... cried
I saw two lines of solid tears slipping from her red eyes, winding down her pink cheeks, and finally hanging on her chin, under the action of gravity, they fell onto the piano keys with a thud.
Jiang Fuyue's expression completely changed.
Go straight up and pull her away.
He Xiaoke hasn't reacted yet, if he didn't subconsciously hold on to the railing next to him, he might have fallen and ate shit by now.
"You, pushed me?!" She widened her eyes in disbelief.
Jiang Fuyue ignored her, looking at the piano keys stained with tears, her brows were frowned.
"Sister, if you are dissatisfied with me, you can just say it directly, there is no need to do it, right?"
The girl's tears rolled down again, that's called a pear blossom with rain.
He Yan finally couldn't bear it any longer, and stepped forward to protect He Xiaoke behind him: "If you have something to say, talk it out, how can you do it?!"
"Say it well?" Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes suddenly, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth, "That depends on whether some people can understand human speech!"
He Yan frowned: "It's wrong to do it."
"If I don't do it, will I just watch her destroy the piano? Before this, I told her three times not to touch it, stand up and leave, did she listen?"
The man choked.
Jiang Fuyue: "Or do you think you can touch other people's things without consent?"
"It's just a piano. She just wants to invite you to play with four hands to show her friendliness. Why do you embarrass others?"
He Xiaoke also cried and stood up: "Yes, sister, I just want to make friends with you. You don't have to accept it, but...you can't humiliate me! If it's just because of a piano, it's really a big deal No need."
He Yan looked at his niece distressedly.
"Uncle..."
"Okay, it's all right."
The two also played the role of uncle and nephew.
"Heh..." Jiang Fuyue sneered, with weird eyes, "Do you think this is just a piano... that's all?"
He Yan: "Otherwise?"
He Xiaoke raised his hand to wipe away his tears, silently expressing his grievances with his red nose.
Jiang Fuyue stared fixedly at the two of them, and suddenly said: "This piano is called 'Stars and Chesses'."
He Yan: "?" Why did she suddenly say this
He Xiaoke also looked puzzled.
"Half a century ago, U2 lead singer Bono raised funds around the world to help F continent fight AIDS, tuberculosis and malaria. Designers Jonathan Ive and Marc Newson designed this piano, and for this red A very interesting name was given to the popular Steinway, which is 'Star Dotted'."
The two still looked at Jiang Fuyue blankly.
The latter continued on his own, with a melodious voice: "In the same year, this piano was unveiled at the LD charity venue and successfully raised 26 million US dollars. That night, it was taken away by a mysterious rich man at a bidding price of 1.925 million US dollars."
"Aside from the donations raised by this piano, the value of the piano itself is 1.925 million U.S. dollars. Converted into RMB, it would be... more than 10 million yuan, not counting the value-added price increase in the past half century. Now you A drop of tear destroyed the original collection value, how do you pay for it?"
He Xiaoke was shocked, his eyes widened: "This, this piano costs more than 10 million?!"
Jiang Fuyue changed hands and picked up the auction certificate on the side, and handed it over: "It has the transaction price of that year on it."
When He Xiaoke took it, his hands were trembling, and when he saw the number on it, his face turned pale.
Soon, cold sweat broke out, and I couldn't even bother crying.
He Yan was standing next to her, and he could also see clearly that the original calmness and composure had disappeared.
"Losing money." The three words made the expressions of the two of them change drastically.
Liu Xiaoke hurriedly stuffed the auction certificate back, as if if she didn't touch it, she wouldn't be responsible.
Then he completely shrank behind He Yan: "Uncle, what should I do?"
Although her family is not poor, it is not extremely rich. It can only be considered above average. It is no problem to buy expensive clothes and wear a pair of shoes worth thousands of yuan. A collection-level piano is not enough even if it goes bankrupt!
In this case, she could only ask He Yan for help.
Anyway, my uncle is a star, he is also a movie star, he lives in a big house, drives a luxury car, he is definitely not short of money!
What's more, I was brought here by him, and I also took on the task of messing up Jiang Fuyue. Now that something happened, my uncle should be responsible!
He Yan was still in shock from the sky-high price of the piano, and couldn't react for a while.
More than ten million...
Almost catching up with my endorsement fee for two years!
He Yan was born in an ordinary family, had a hard time eating, and in his twenties and thirties, he was just playing tricks in the film and television city. It can be said that he was very hard-pressed.
Seeing that he finally became popular in his forties, and he was finally able to make money like crazy, but because of the unequal treaty he signed with the company before, the percentage of commission was very low.
It looks glamorous on the surface, and it is also a luxury to appear in front of the media cameras. In fact, the only apartment under his name was just added last year.
Where would he find 10 million to fill the hole for He Xiaoke
Immediately, without saying a word.
Jiang Fuyue suddenly felt it was funny, and she really hooked her lips: "Why don't you say anything? You have to have an idea when to pay, right?"
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Three shifts, three thousand words.
There will be more at 1:30, I suggest you watch it tomorrow morning~