"It's far worse than Miss Feng."
"Don't be too harsh. Miss Feng is an aristocratic and an international socialite, while Lin Wanwan is just a small star from a small family... there is still a big gap between them."
"really."
"Shh..."
Although many people present knew about the relationship between Lin Wanwan and Lu Zhanbei and their words were restrained, the contempt was still very obvious.
Most of the depression in Feng Xiaowei's heart disappeared, and she turned her head and smiled lightly at Lu Zhanbei, "It seems that Miss Lin didn't tease me this time."
Tang Chen, who was sitting aside, narrowed his eyes and said, "This woman is quite annoying."
"These days, a mistress who doesn't show off is not a competent mistress."
Shen Zhiyi said sarcastically and stood up.
"Now it's up to me, the heroine, to overcome obstacles and save the princess from danger."
However, as soon as she took two steps, she saw Lu Zhanbei ditch Feng Xiaowei who was talking to him and walk towards Linwanwan.
Lin Wanwan was not affected by the cynicism and continued to play his own role.
She doesn't think there is anything shameful about being a piano player. Even if she is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and song, so what.
Whether a person is outstanding cannot be measured by these small skills.
"Get out of the way."
Lu Zhanbei's voice suddenly sounded behind him. Lin Wanwan kept moving and moved his body a little to the side.
Lu Zhanbei sat next to her, "I remember you played a pianist before and read the score of Piano Concerto No. 2."
As soon as he finished speaking, his fingers fell on the black and white keys.
If it weren't for the wrong timing, Lin Wanwan would really want to screw Lu Zhanbei!
Piano Concerto No. 2 is a work by Prokofiev. It is rated as one of the most difficult piano pieces in the world by industry insiders. Lu Zhanbei actually asked her, a novice, to play this piece of music. Did he want to kill her
Lin Wanwan complained in her heart, but her movements were not slow at all.
The two have a tacit understanding of each being responsible for half of the area. Occasionally, when Linwanwan has no time to change his actions, Lu Zhanbei can quickly make amends, and the cooperation is seamless.
The tones of the storm echoed in every corner of the hall, making people unable to help but sigh.
"The piano is played so well. Mr. Lu's skills perfectly make up for Linwanwan's youthfulness."
"If they didn't like each other, how could they have such a high degree of tacit understanding? This cooperation is already watertight!"
"Ignoring Lin Wanwan's family background, these two can be considered golden boys and girls."
Lu Zhanbei's "spoiler" successfully reversed the situation.
Feng Xiaowei could no longer maintain her previous aloofness, she clenched her fists and dug her sharp nails into the soft flesh.
The pain kept her rational and allowed her to experience the faint sadness in her heart more deeply.
Could it be that their twelve years of friendship were not as good as Linwanwan
Tang Chen looked at the scene of four-handed bombing in front of him and snorted unhappily, feeling sour in his heart.
Lu Zhanbei knows how to learn these fork-mounting things!
Losing one’s mind by playing with things!
He will also start piano lessons tomorrow!
Shen Zhiyi murmured enthusiastically, "I haven't seen Zhanbei playing the piano for many years. No, I'm going to dance."
Tang Chen glanced at Lin Wanwan and felt something in his heart.
Among the many women present, only Shen Zhiyi was slightly familiar with him.
He looked at Shen Zhiyi.
Coincidentally, Shen Zhiyi also looked at him.
Tang Chen curled his lips and stretched out a hand. Just as he was about to invite, he saw that Shen Zhiyi had already looked away, directly past his outstretched hand, and came to a beautiful mixed-race girl wearing a top hat.
Just a few words made the other party laugh, and then...she just held the beauty's hand and slid onto the dance floor.