Chapter 1075 1075 The Real World [40] Teach Life (One More)

The two hosts are worthy of being rich veteran hosts of Pear Terrace, and they hurriedly opened their mouths to save the scene, jokingly covering up the incident.

Lin He, who was standing on the side, also helped Ye Shaohua speak.

"I can also play the guzheng, why don't we all have one?"

The host immediately pretended to beg for mercy, "Aiya, Lin Yingdi, don't join in the fun. I know you are very good. It's not easy to be a host these days..."

The two hosts were talking and laughing, and it was easy to get over the matter with Lin He.

Ye Shaohua took a microphone handed over by the staff, looked at the three, and nodded earnestly after thinking for a while. The camera landed on her delicate face, and her long curly eyelashes trembled slightly, "...Thank you for the compliment?"

"puff……"

The audience and the host laughed.

Ye Shaohua became famous for two years, and it was the first time that she appeared on this kind of show. The host thought she would panic when encountering such a thing.

Unexpectedly, she handled it like a duck to water, not like a newcomer who just appeared on a variety show.

However, her reaction subconsciously made Lin He and the two hosts think that Ye Shaohua really didn't know how to play the guzheng, so she tried harder to skip this topic.

Meng Shanshan, who was standing on the side, tried her best to keep smiling, but her fingers holding the microphone tightened.

Recently, she didn't even dare to comment on Weibo. Ye Shaohua already has a lot of fans, and each of them is very good at playing. Several newspapers that used to be Hei Ye Shaohua were smashed by Ye Shaohua's crazy fans.

They were all sprayed like this, let alone Meng Shanshan, who took the lead in creating public opinion.

The most frustrating thing for Meng Shanshan is that Chen Xumin has been staring at Ye Shaohua's Weibo these days. When she is with her, she is not as careful as before.

Although I know that if the trouble gets bigger, I may be permanently blocked by Pear TV.

But now what Meng Shanshan wants most is to let Ye Shaohua fall into the quagmire. She is about to go crazy with jealousy, "So, Sister Shaohua, don't you want to play the guzheng? The audience and friends all want to watch it? Do you think so?"

The audience below was even more enthusiastic.

The smile on the host's face froze for a moment.

Lin He glanced at Meng Shanshan calmly, the smile on his face was extremely gentle, and he turned his face to the audience below and said, "This is biased, don't you like watching me play the piano?"

"I like it!" The audience below was so excited that it was going crazy.

The audience in the back row stood up holding a sign and their faces flushed with excitement.

Sister Jiang held her phone and looked at Meng Shanshan coldly. She couldn't be irritable. Even Lin He couldn't cover up this matter.

What are the media today afraid to do for traffic?

In particular, how many female artists were suppressed by Ye Shaohua during the same period. Guzheng is a small matter. What Jiang Jie is most afraid of is that those people are determined to seize Ye Shaohua's "educational degree" and go to hell.

However, Sister Jiang didn't think about it for long.

He was shocked again by Ye Shaohua's next action.

Ye Shaohua gave Meng Shanshan a fixed look, and seemed to smile a little. She held the microphone in one hand and rolled up her sleeves, and then said lazily, "I want to see me play the guzheng, no problem."

"Fuck! What is she doing?!" Sister Jiang stood up at once.

Surprised the little assistant beside him!

"Sister Jiang, no... are you okay?" the little assistant said.

Sister Jiang saw that Ye Shaohua had already sat beside the guzheng, and was still asking the audience what they wanted to hear, "Is this ancestor afraid that the media will find no reason to black her?!"

When I dug Ye Shaohua, I found that she had been living in an Internet cafe, and the Internet cafe was mixed.

For the first time, Sister Jiang felt pity. She couldn't see that a college-aged child lived in an Internet cafe. She couldn't help but ask her if she had any idea of ​​entering the entertainment industry.

The other party gave her a sleepy look, seemed to think for a while, and then asked her seriously, "Can you make money?"

At that time, Sister Jiang was only a newcomer, and the threshold for Star City Entertainment was low. She took out a data sheet for Ye Shaohua to fill out.

Other applicants are full of writing.

Only Ye Shaohua had only a few words, so arrogant.

Name: Ye Shaohua

Age: 20

Education: none

Hobbies: making money

Talent: Does shooting count?

Family situation: oh

Very cool information, if it weren't for her face, the company would not have passed.

Recalling this, Sister Jiang became even more irritable. In recent years, because of Chen Xumin's relationship, Xingcheng kept Ye Shaohua's information strictly and forged a university degree.

At first, Sister Jiang was still worried that Ye Shaohua would have problems, but later Sister Jiang found out that Ye Shaohua was speaking in English, so Sister Jiang was not worried that some fans would say that her education was fake.

Right now, I heard that Meng Shanshan asked Ye Shaohua to play the piano.

Jiang Jie's mind came to the same arrogant resume as Ye Shaohua herself, talent——

Does shooting count?

"Go back and ask the people from the PR department to ask for a few photos from the paparazzi who took pictures of Meng Shanshan," Sister Jiang cursed in a low voice. She looked at Meng Shanshan and sneered, "It won't kill her."

There will always be a few paparazzi behind every artist, and they have a lot of photos in their hands.

After giving the order, Sister Jiang frowned and looked at Ye Shaohua on the stage, trying to signal her with her eyes that she would not fall for Meng Shanshan's clumsy acting skills.

Ye Shaohua felt Jiang Jie's gaze, smiled sideways at her, and then lowered her eyes.

The left hand presses the strings to take notes, and the right hand fiddles with the strings.

Ye Shaohua didn't wear finger cots. She played the most popular song from the audience, and it was also the theme song in her previous TV series. It was not a famous song.

But she made a tick, and the sound of the piano spread like running water.

Very comfortable and smooth sound, the tone embodies lightness, thinness and brightness, and the beauty is in the bones.

The audience below was silent for a moment, and some even closed their eyes and listened quietly.

After the song was played, the two hosts on the field did not respond, and the audience forgot to applaud. Sister Jiang held the phone and watched in astonishment as she finished the last note. She pressed her hands on the strings and tilted her head slightly. Looking at the girl who looked at the camera lazily and wantonly, she said very arrogantly, "Does it sound good?"