Chapter 160 Zhong Manhua's Unprecedented Regret 【2 More】

Foreigners always speak straight.

Especially those who are engaged in art and make them uninterested, they have never thought much about each other's mood.

Ying Luwei's face immediately flushed red.

She stood there bewildered, her face burning with pain.

In addition to embarrassment, there is more shock.

Didn't her agent say that Bart Sieber accepted her invitation, why did he come for Ying Zijin?

Is Ying Zijin capable and qualified to let the world famous pianist make a trip from O continent?

She didn't believe it a hundred times.

Zhong Manhua was stunned: "Mr. Bart, what did you say?"

"Another one! Another player!" Bart looked backstage but couldn't see it, turned back angrily and yelled, "Berger, you idiot, the girl you said is better than you draw is not there at all here."

Around the corner, Berg came over with a cup of ice cream, quite happy: "Thank you for helping me see."

Bart: "..."

He knew that learning to draw is inhumane!

Zhong Manhua's head was dizzy and swollen, and he couldn't understand what Bart was saying.

Better schoolgirl than Berg's painting?

Ying Zijin?

how can that be?

"Let's go." Bart didn't want to stay for another second, and gave Ying Luwei another look.

"Bart, don't forget, remember to help me persuade Master Ying."

"I know, I'm not bothered."

"Mr. Berg, wait, please wait." Zhong Manhua hurriedly chased after him, "Mr. Berg, didn't you go to Qingzhi last time because someone cheated?"

"Cheating?" Berg didn't think about it at first, but when he heard the word, he had to stop, and his anger grew even more, "How dare you insult Master Ying? If she cheats, I don't deserve to paint!"

"Don't talk to me, go go go go."

He was so angry that he pushed Zhong Manhua away.

Ying Luwei hurriedly stepped forward to support her: "Sister-in-law!"

However, Zhong Manhua couldn't return to his senses, and he was completely stunned.

Master Ying!

The honorary professor of the Royal Academy of Arts in O Continent, calling Ying Zijin Master Ying? !

Her English has only reached the level of daily communication, but she can't hear it wrong.

Zhong Manhua also remembered that a staff member who claimed to be the Chinese Calligraphy Artists Association called her and said such a name, she thought she was a liar.

As a result, their Ying family really has a master Ying!

Zhong Manhua didn't have time to think about it, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone, dug out the phone number that she had blocked, and dialed it.

After three beeps, the opposite side is connected.

Zhong Manhua's heart was pounding: "Hello, hello, I'm Master Ying's mother, you guys earlier—"

"Beep beep."

Before she could finish speaking, the other party hung up the phone.

When Zhong Manhua dialed again, the line became busy.

She was blocked.

Zhong Manhua stared blankly at the phone, a blushing look on his face.

Unprecedented emotions of regret filled her heart, and she was almost breathless, with a needle-like pain.

She could almost imagine that if she hadn't regarded the call as a liar, she would have been able to drink tea and chat with the masters of Chinese calligraphy artists now.

It's not that she never dreamed of such a thing, after all, she was very interested in calligraphy and painting.

But unfortunately, neither Tianlu nor Xiaoxuan are talented in this regard.

Zhong Manhua could only give up.

But now she has turned down an opportunity to worship her, and even offended the Huaguo Calligraphy Artists Association.

But how could Ying Zijin draw?

Zhong Manhua's brain has become a mess, and he regrets it even more in his heart.

Ying Luwei was half puzzled and half nervous: "Sister-in-law?"

"...It's okay." Zhong Manhua returned to his senses in a trance, "Lu Wei, let's go."

**

It's nearly seven o'clock.

The hall was already full of people.

The online broadcast equipment has also been opened, and the current popularity of the live broadcast room is 120,000.

In addition to the fans present today, these are the only remaining fans of Ying Luwei.

Mr. Zhong, Jiang Ran, Xiu Yu and others were all sitting in the front row, and Zhong Manhua was naturally there, but they were far away.

There is an empty seat next to Mr. Zhong, and this seat is the golden seat.

"Xiao Ran, is your mother coming?"

"No." Jiang Ran's expression froze for a moment, "My mother has returned to the imperial capital."

"That's weird." Old Master Zhong wondered, "Here—"

"Grandpa Zhong."

A languid, rambling voice fell from above his head, with a hint of cynicism.

After seeing the person coming, Old Man Zhong covered his heart: "Stinky boy, why are you as bad as your grandfather, you like scaring people."

Fu Yun loosened his neckline, sat down beside him, and said in a long voice, "Inheritance from another generation?"

Mr. Zhong snorted coldly and looked at the stage in front of him and ignored him.

The curtain opened, and on the stage was a piano that had already been set up.

At the beginning of the concert, the barrage of online live broadcasts began to increase.

[Ah, ah, I have long heard that Lu Wei's piano is Fazioli Bruni, and today I finally saw the truth. 】

[This piano is only available in several world-renowned concert halls in Continent O. Our Luwei is really amazing! 】

[It is conservatively estimated that this piano is worth 3 million yuan, and only a real wealthy lady like Lu Wei can own it. As for a certain one, tsk]

【Warning! Warning! The first three songs are all performed by Lu Wei, and the time for other steps such as the announcement is about 40 minutes, and then there is a certain one]

Bart, who was sitting below, had no interest in Ying Luwei at all, and kept yawning.

It was not until the appearance of this piano that he finally lifted his spirits.

Next to him, Zhuo Lanhan and Che Yu were sitting in sequence, both of whom had passed half a hundred.

Cha Yu is also very interested in this piano, and has great hopes for Ying Luwei's next performance.

But he had just listened to a section of the first tune when he fell asleep in a boring way.

Zhuo Lanhan also frowned after listening to the first measure.

The more she listened, the tighter her wrinkle became, and her complexion sank.

Until Ying Luwei started the third tune, Zhuo Lanhan couldn't listen anymore: "Is this the level?"

Four words woke the drowsy Che Yu: "Ah, Mr. Zhuo, I'm sorry, I fell asleep."

Zhuo Lanhan shook his head: "Thank you for falling asleep, or else you really dirty your ears."

If she is just an ordinary piano practitioner, her playing level is already very high, and she will not be stingy with her praise.

But this is a pianist!

Zhuo Lanhan could instantly judge Ying Luwei's piano level when she heard it.

"Oh." When Che Yu heard this, he closed his eyes again, "Mr. Zhuo, then I'll sleep a little longer. I taught the students until two in the morning yesterday, so I'm a little tired."

Zhuo Lanhan nodded, holding back her emotions before listening.

Most of the fans are laymen, but they are very excited to hear it.

[It sounds so good, we Lu Wei deserves to be the next Vera Hall. 】

[emmm, to be honest, I'm a little disappointed. I originally fancied Lu Wei because of her good piano, but this time it didn't feel like I expected. 】

[Before, Lu Wei practiced very hard, and also prepared this concert very seriously for us, why do you still obliterate her efforts? 】

Ying Luwei played three tunes in one go, sweat all over her forehead.

She took a few breaths before standing up and took the microphone from the host: "Thank you very much for coming to my concert, and thank you Teacher Zhuo for coming."

"But today is not just a concert by myself. I also want to introduce my niece to everyone. Ying Zijin, the second young lady of the Ying family."

"She has studied piano with me for a year. Although the time is not long and she is not as good as others, I don't want her to miss such a good opportunity to show, and please give her a chance."

After these words, the fans below all booed.

Zhuo Lanhan's face became even darker: "These people don't have the self-consciousness to listen to the concert?"

Noisy and impolite.

She really shouldn't be here.

But the noise didn't last long, all the sound in the hall disappeared at once, and the barrage of the online live broadcast stopped instantly.

The girl came to the stage from the right side, neither slowly nor slowly.

She was wearing a retro court dress, very simple, with no extra embellishments, but she seemed to be the princess of the O continent royal family who came out of an oil painting.

The girl walks casually, but without losing her demeanor.

The moment she looked up, Ying Luwei directly became the background board.

This is the first time that Ying Luwei's fans face the crit of Ying Zijin's appearance.

【…】

The sarcastic words on the barrage disappeared completely.

Ying Luwei didn't need to look at it, she knew from the expressions of the audience below, the smile on her lips could hardly be maintained.

She spent a high price on custom-made dresses, which were not as black as Ying Zijin's.

offstage.

Fu Yunshen's gaze stayed on the girl's upper body for half a second, then quickly moved away.

Failed.

Wrong choice.

I didn't expect such a conservative dress to cover up the effect is not very good.

Mr. Zhong was so proud: "My granddaughter is so pretty."

In the embarrassment, Ying Luwei finally found her voice: "Xiao Jin, don't be nervous, just like what my aunt taught you before, you can play fluently by calming down your mind."

Ying Zijin didn't look at her.

Ying Luwei wasn't annoyed either, she just glanced at it suspiciously: "Xiao Jin, didn't you prepare a piano for yourself?"

After a pause, she was helpless: "If my aunt knew that you were not prepared, I would definitely prepare a fight for you."

Ying Zijin finally glanced at her.

Ying Luwei sighed: "I'm so sorry. This piano is very precious. My sister-in-law really can't lend it to you. Why don't you use the spare electric piano here first?"

Fans watching online live broadcasts have found a breakthrough.

【Isn't it? Don't have your own piano? Then what? 】

[Of course I can't borrow it, does she have Lu Wei's playing level? This piano is so expensive, what should I do if she breaks it? 】

[If you don't have a piano, let's go straight down and let Lu Wei play it. 】

[The quality of the piano will affect the quality of the performance, but also, she is enough to use the electric piano, and she can't play anything anyway. 】

Fu Yunshen raised his hand and pressed the Bluetooth headset in his right ear.

He looked at the stage, his eyes were light, and his voice was lowered: "Move it up."