As soon as the prop master said this, Xiao Wang had a hunch that something bad was going to happen.
She didn't have time to think about anything else. She pulled the prop master behind her and stepped forward to apologize to Xia Wan'er, saying, "Teacher Xia, it's nothing. I'll go find it right away."
"Where can we find it? We've asked all the crews around here. Even this Liuqin, which looks like a pipa but is not a pipa but the staff said it is a pipa, we had to beg everyone to borrow it. And since Teacher Xia can tell it's a Liuqin and not a pipa, he should be able to play it." The prop master dodged Xiao Wang's hand that was about to cover his mouth, and expressed his dissatisfaction like a machine gun, emphasizing the word "Liuqin".
"Um."
Xia Wan'er responded indifferently, took out the Liuqin from the box, looked at it carefully, and plucked the strings from time to time.
She glanced at the prop teacher, whose forehead was still covered in sweat. It seemed that the process of finding the pipa was indeed very difficult.
"Xiao Li! Get out!" Xiao Wang was almost crying.
"Hey, Xiao Wang, what the prop teacher said is not wrong. Why don't you let her speak?" Ying Yao covered her mouth and laughed happily. She continued to fan the flames, "Just ask Xia Wan'er to play it. Otherwise, you will go through the trouble of finding a pipa, and then she will make up an excuse to fool you. I can't stand it anyway."
"Ms. Ying, please stop talking!" Xiao Wang wanted to find a brick to cover Ying Yao's mouth.
"Who do you think you are? You keep talking to me like that." Ying Yao glared at Xiao Wang, then turned to look at Xia Wan'er who was studying the Liuqin in her hand, and said sarcastically, "Xia Wan'er, stop pretending. If you can really play a tune with this pipa today, I can swallow it!"
"This piano is borrowed. It's not good, right?"
Xia Wan'er was slightly stunned and looked up at her.
Although Ying Yao's mouth is indeed big, this piano is not small either.
"Tsk, it's just a small broken pipa, I'll buy it. If you can't play it, then you can just swallow it." Ying Yao quickly took out a card from her bag and threw it to the prop master Xiao Li, "Go, buy it for me."
Ying Yao's face was full of pride. After all, Xia Wan'er was a well-known good-for-nothing. It was impossible for her to suddenly be able to play the guqin and understand the pipa!
She was certain that the guqin incident must have been a hot search and marketing account bought by Xia Wan'er herself. She just played and made up a bunch of random songs, and then paid some masters to flatter herself. After all, she had never heard of the songs before.
But now, for a relatively common instrument like the pipa, it is not reasonable for Xia Wan'er to just play it randomly.
Thinking of this, Ying Yao became more confident. She folded her arms across her chest and looked at Xia Wan'er arrogantly. Today, she was determined to make Xia Wan'er swallow the pipa.
Prop master Xiao Li was holding Ying Yao's card, feeling a little confused.
Xiao Wang was really fed up with Ying Yao, so he took her bank card and went up to her to argue.
"Wait a minute, Assistant Director Xiao Wang," Xia Wan'er put down the piano, pulled her aside, and said, "I want to borrow something from you."
Xiao Wang looked at her and asked politely, "Teacher Xia, what can I borrow?"
"Let me borrow your phone to call 120." Ying Yao came over with a sneer, snatched the bank card and stuffed it back into Xiao Li's hand, and said excitedly: "Go and buy this Pipa. There is 200,000 yuan in this card, which is enough. If there is any left, it will be given to you."
Xiao Li looked at Xia Wan'er and Xiao Wang hesitantly, gritted his teeth, and stuffed the bank card back to Ying Yao.
"You bitch, I gave you money but you didn't even want it!" Ying Yao didn't expect that a small prop master would dare to insult her like this.
She was about to step forward, but unexpectedly she was blocked by two bodyguards behind her.
Just as he was about to start cursing, Xia Wan'er reached out and pulled Xiao Wang's wrist, turned around, picked up the piano, and sat on a chair beside him.
As Xia Wan'er's slender fingers gently plucked the strings, a familiar tune flowed from her fingertips.
Only then did everyone see that what she was holding in her hand was the button on the cuff of Xiao Wang's shirt.
Ying Yao opened her mouth wide as if struck by lightning, and stood there in a daze, her eyes full of disbelief.
impossible!
This is impossible!
Xia Wan'er, this is absolutely impossible!
(End of this chapter)