Chapter 1007

Suddenly, there was a gasp in the crowd!

Both Bo Jiu and Yi Sihuo, who looked mockingly, looked in the direction of the sound.

A woman walked in from the door, as if she was God's favorite. She was perfect in both appearance and temperament. Few people could wear the color of Dongfanghong to look noble, but on her, it seemed that nothing was a problem. The fiery red against her snow-white skin made people feel an indescribable lazy beauty.

That was not all, because there was another person standing next to her. He was wearing a pure black suit, but he made the man look like a warlord's son. He half-bent his arms, and his long legs stepped forward. His high nose bridge and thin lips were just right, sexy and elegant.

If it wasn't Jiangcheng's peerless Qin Shao, who else could it be.

And the woman on his hand was the actress An, who Yang Huan had been waiting for for a long time today.

In fact, not many people know that Qin Mo and An Yinghou are mother and son.

Mainly, no one knows what background An Yinghou has besides acting.

This appearance.

Many people were shocked.

After all, from the perspective of age, these two people can never get along.

And the one who can let Qin Shao accompany him and deliberately lower his own light must be a relative of Qin's family.

Could it be that An Yinghou is Qin Shao's cousin?

The reason for such a wrong guess is that An Yinghou doesn't look like a person in her forties at all.

The people present, except Yang Huan, knew everything, and only classmate Bo Jiu knew everything.

However, Bo Jiu was a little surprised that the great god and the queen would come to this banquet.

After all, according to the personalities of these two people, they should not attend such occasions.

Indeed.

An Yinghou's purpose of this banquet was to make friends with in-laws.

Who knew that he would meet her son at the door.

He simply dragged him in directly.

Queen An originally wanted to bring her son to see Mrs. He, but she didn't expect that as soon as she walked in, she looked up and saw a silver-haired boy sitting by the piano, smiling at her.

Jiu was there too!

At that moment, Queen An's eyes were a little bright.

This is the advantage of being beautiful, even the eyes look deep and charming.

Yang Huan also saw Queen An's gaze falling on that side.

But she thought Queen An was looking at Yi Sihuo, and walked over with a smile: "Sister An came at a really good time, Sihuo was just about to play the piano."

Guo Rong followed behind Yang Huan, looking at the woman in front of her whose age was so beautiful that she couldn't guess, and her mind turned.

She didn't know how powerful this surnamed An was before.

In her eyes, the other party was just a star who acted well.

Later, after listening to her son say that the other party's identity was of great help to her son, she changed her mind about this woman surnamed An.

It was a bit of a waste to use such an important time to step on He Honghua and her son.

Anyway, the country bumpkin will only be a country bumpkin, and it's not worth them to be serious.

So, Guo Rong quickly took over Yang Huan's words: "Ms. An, Sihuo told me that you had met once before, and what he said most was that I, as a mother, should learn from your elegance. Today, I see that I am still far behind."

Faced with such a conversation, Queen An did not say anything. Her self-restraint would not allow her to expose a person, but at the same time, she would smile and not talk, in order to make some people who want to get close to her give up.

Unfortunately, from a certain point of view, once Guo Rong wanted to approach someone with a purpose, she would always ignore the other party's attitude that they did not want to talk to her, and continued with a smile: "I will let Sihuo prepare now. Ms. An is here, and she needs to play a nice song."

With that, Guo Rong walked towards the direction of the piano.

Little did she know.

At this time, Qin Mo was making eye contact with someone.

The general idea was to let someone come to his side.

This time, Bo Jiu understood what the master meant. She supported her chin with her left hand and tapped the keys with her fingertips, which meant that she still had to play the piano.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, and his eyes swept over Yi Sihuo standing beside her. His eyes darkened, as if asking, who is this person? Don't tell me, it's the person you confessed to before.

Bo Jiu also understood this look.

Master, don't always mention the dark history.

Moreover, how could she confess to a pit.

This is an insult to her aesthetics.

He Honghua noticed her family's Jiu's gaze, but in this occasion, she was not sure whether to go forward and greet Qin Mo, a junior.

Yes, in He Honghua's eyes, Qin Mo is just a junior who often goes to her house to find Jiu.

But now it seems that Qin Mo is much easier to approach when he is at her house.

Once in public, the aura has changed,

the nobleness of "no strangers allowed".

He Honghua is not the kind of person who will announce to the world if she has a good relationship, so she did not move. She was still thinking about her family Jiu's piano competition with others.

Bo Jiu thought so too. After being interrupted, she sorted herself out and was about to start.

However...

"Mrs. He, look, Ms. An is here too. Let's stop this meaningless piano conversation. Your son should sit somewhere else." Guo Rong was very decent when she smiled. After all, she wanted to be elegant.

He Honghua frowned. What did she mean? They were the ones who said they wanted her daughter Jiu to play the piano. Now they wanted to drive her daughter away from the piano?

Bo Jiu smiled, his body did not move, and he sat in a lazy and handsome posture: "Whether it is meaningful or not, it seems that what Mr. Guo said does not count, we still have to compete."

"Haha." Guo Rong chuckled, like an elder counseling a younger generation: "Mr. Fu, don't be serious at this time. If you really want to compete, I will let Sihuo take time to teach you another day."

Bo Jiu still did not move, but raised his eyes. His eyes were as dark as the night, giving people an extremely cold feeling.

Guo Rong was stunned by the young man's gaze.

Seeing this, Yang Huan hurried over and said: "Mrs. He, next, we are all private parties. I'm sorry to use this piano. Why don't you let your son leave first..."

Yang Huan is the organizer, and the organizer has said that if Bo Jiu sits there again, it will be a bit shameless.

But this group of people is too bullying.

It was obviously them who coaxed her Jiu to play the piano.

Now...isn't this playing tricks on people? !

He Honghua clenched both of her hands, her face flushed red.

Yi Sihuo was already standing next to the piano, and it was obvious that he was asking the boy to make way.

However, what he didn't expect was.

The slender figure who walked over and blocked his way.

The man put one hand in his suit trouser pocket and the other hand on the piano cover, elegant, handsome, and majestic.

There was no way for people like him to compare.

Yi Sihuo thought he was very handsome, but as long as this person was around, those celebrities had to stand aside.

I remember that he had played a role before, the young master of the warlord during the Republic of China.

After all, he was from No. 1 Middle School.

The forum would definitely be popular because of his photo.

But soon, someone posted a photo of Qin Mo.

"What's the point of stills? Let me show you the young master of the warlord in real life."

When Qin Mo first entered school, he was wearing a military uniform and undergoing military training.

He stood straight, and his face was not photographed, but the sight of him holding a mineral water bottle and wearing straight military boots made the posts about him sink in an instant.

At that time, his only relief was that Qin Mo was not in the entertainment industry.

At this time, facing Qin Mo face to face, Yi Sihuo had no temper.

Because he knew very well that he was too far behind him.

What made Yi Sihuo even more confused was what Queen An said at this time.

"Jiu, can you play the piano?"

After hearing this, not only Yi Sihuo's expression changed, but even Guo Rong looked at Queen An!

Jiu?

Queen An actually called this country bumpkin, Jiu?

Do they know each other?

How is this possible?

How could the son of He Honghua, a village girl, know such a noble person? !

But the situation before them made them believe it.

Because the Queen An acted like a fangirl, with sparkling eyes: "Come and play a song for me. I've wanted to see you sitting in front of the piano for a long time. It's just like what I imagined, it's perfect!"

Yang Huan and Queen An are friends, but even if it's her, Sister An won't talk to her in this tone.

What is the relationship between He Honghua's son and Sister An?

No, it should be said that what did he do to please Sister An so much?

Bo Jiu had met Queen An several times, and knew that the mother of the great god probably brought her into the role, but after all, he was the son of someone else.

Bo Jiu was still obedient at this time: "What does Goddess An want to listen to?"

"Castle in the Sky." Queen An said here, as if she thought of something, and smiled: "Mo'er plays well, it's just right for you two to play a song together, aren't you going to compete? Let him support you."

In fact, Queen An wanted to put the two children in the same frame, so that Mrs. He could see them from the side and think they were a good match.

Besides, the situation just now was very obvious.

Someone was bullying Jiu.

What a joke, she was reluctant to embarrass her child, how could she let people bully her like this.

During this period, Guo Rong and Yi Sihuo's expressions had changed back and forth several times. As the last sentence of Queen An fell, the mother and son were suddenly stagnant.

Yang Huan wanted to say something: "Sister An..."

"Huan Huan, no matter when, you must know how to entertain guests. You did a good job when you were a child, but why did you forget it when you grew up." Queen An raised her head and glanced at her.

With just that one glance, Yang Huan's face was burning with heat. If she stopped at the right time, everyone present would understand.

As the host of the banquet, her actions just now were undoubtedly excessive.

Because Yang Huan didn't expect that the son of He Honghua would know her sister An, the heir of the First Financial Group!

On the other side, without anyone saying anything, Qin Mo had already sat next to Bo Jiu and played the first audition.

Yi Sihuo's face turned pale in an instant.

Because he knew that he couldn't beat Qin Mo at all.

However, if you think about it, this is not without benefits for him.

Because with his understanding of that country bumpkin, he certainly can't keep up with Qin Mo's music.

In this way, it's still that country bumpkin who makes a fool of himself.

Thinking of this, Yi Sihuo's mouth corners rose again.

But in a second.

The silver-haired boy pressed the piano keys, his fingers moved on the piano as smoothly as water, his hair softly draped behind his ears, his white neck and collarbone were clearly visible, and every joint was flawless.

The boy in the white suit felt like he was being possessed every time he looked at him.

And the music played by the young man is even more ethereal and beautiful, and penetrates the heart and soul.

The scene of unrestrained thoughts did not appear.

Instead, after hearing the sound of the piano, everyone looked towards the center.

The picture in front of me is indeed too beautiful.

The two people sitting at the piano playing together seemed to have gathered all the lights.

The silver-haired boy turned his eyes sideways and smiled, and even the noble Qin Mo had a fresh breath.

Everyone present has also attended concerts of all sizes.

Never heard of such a scene.

The two people cooperated without any interruption, and the outlines were drawn in one go. Everyone couldn't help but close their eyes and enjoy the music that echoed in their ears.

There are even professionals teaching piano here.

Yi Sihuo's face became paler as more and more people gathered around him.

Because he was pointed out very simply: "Yi Sihuo's piano skills are not as good as this one."

At that moment, Yi Sihuo felt like he had been slapped in the face in public!

Before the show started, he had ridiculed Bo Jiu, but now he just returned it all.

There is a saying that what he said was also fulfilled in him.

After the opponent finished playing, he had no choice but to play again.

Because Yi Sihuo was very aware of what was going on here. He didn't have the familiarity with the piano keys that the young man had, and he wasn't sure that everyone would be obsessed with it when he played.

The cooperation between those two people is so tacit.

Not only could they not find any faults in their tacit understanding, but their two faces made them look like a pair of princes.

In fact, this is not the first time Bo Jiu has played with a great master.

It's just that it's been too long.

The great god had long forgotten that she could play the piano. To a certain extent, it was he who taught her.

At that time, he didn't like playing with her.

She went to great lengths to attract the pet's attention.

One of them was playing with his piano.

As a result, the man directly held her hand and pressed it on the keys: "There is no girl who can't play the piano. From today on, study hard and don't go to play with the British people next door. Do you hear me?" "

"I can't figure out which key is which."

"Stupid, like this..."

Yes, Bo Jiu has been playing the piano since he was a child, and he was taught by a master step by step, so how could he be worse than Yi Sihuo.

Another musical note fell. Qin Mo turned his eyes sideways and touched someone's finger at that moment.

He always felt inexplicably familiar.

Suddenly, something seemed to pop into his mind.

Who has he sat with like this?

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