Vienna's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. With a stiff neck, he repeated after her: "I admit that what I said before was not well thought out. Violin and piano are not the only instruments that can perform excellent music. Other instruments are equally good."
Qiao Nian supported his chin with one hand, lifted his chin, and interrupted him again without mercy: "You are wrong, you still didn't get to the point."
Vienna looked at her.
The girl's aura was strong under his gaze, and she said calmly: "Our music and instruments are not inferior to yours at all. Next time, remember to find another place to feel superior. This is not the place for you to act wild!"
"good!"
Zhang Yang took the lead in standing up and applauding.
Once one person started it, the others naturally followed suit with thunderous cheers, applause, and whistles.
"What a crap master! Get out of Beijing!"
"That's it, if you don't respect our culture, don't stay here, get out!"
"Get out!"
"Get out!"
"..." Vienna was like a clown in these voices, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
He found an excuse and ran away in shame.
…
Wait for Elena to return to the venue.
it's all over.
Haitong saw her coming and wanted to pull her away anxiously: "Aina, let's go back to the hotel first."
Before she finished her words, Ye Lan had already pushed aside a few people who came up to talk to them, walked straight towards them, and called her name: "Haitong."
Haitong's whole body was stiff, and she was nailed to the spot.
At this time, Ye Lan walked over and said to Elena beside him: "Sorry, I want to talk to her alone."
Then, without caring whether Elena agreed or not, he walked over, grabbed Haitong's arm, strode out of the hall, and pulled her all the way to the corridor outside before letting go.
The round-faced girl still felt guilty. She stood opposite her, smiled at her flatteringly, and stretched out her hand to hook Ye Lan's hand: "Woo, Aunt Ye."
Ye Lan dodged her hand and distanced himself from her, his face serious and his eyes sharp: "What's wrong with you?"
Haitong felt a little uncomfortable after being scolded. She lowered her head and mumbled, "What's wrong with me?"
Ye Lan didn't indulge her: "Just now on the stage, why did you speak for outsiders? Can't you see that he is deliberately suppressing domestic music?"
Hai Tong found this extremely irritating. She raised her head suddenly, and when she met Ye Lan's angry eyes, she was so frightened that her heart trembled slightly, and she dared not act like a princess.
But she was not convinced in her heart, and she still quietly defended herself: "I don't think the master meant that."
Ye Lan frowned, as if asking her what she meant.
Haitong plucked up her courage and said, "People in foreign countries speak directly, without any beating around the bush."
"He may just want to express his own opinions, but because of cultural differences, you feel offended... I believe the master did not mean it, and it is not as that person said, as if he deliberately wanted to do something to us. If she had not repeatedly provoked on the stage and refused to give the master face, I don't think it would be so unpleasant tonight."
Ye Lan understood now and laughed in anger: "So you think Nian Nian is wrong and we should all obey the Vienna Master?"
Hai Tong didn't even notice the sarcasm in her words. She looked at Ye Lan seriously and replied, "She shouldn't be so aggressive..."
(End of this chapter)