True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 160 Zhong Manhua’s unprecedented regret [2 more]

  Foreigners, always speak straight.

  Especially those who are engaged in art, people who are not interested in them, they never think about each other's mood.

  Ying Luwei's face flushed immediately.

  She stood there bewildered, her face burning and painful.

  In addition to embarrassment, there is more shock.

  Her agent didn’t say that Bart Heber accepted her invitation, so why did it come for Yingzijian?

  Ling Zijin has the ability and qualification to let a world-famous pianist take a trip from O Zhou?

  She has a hundred unbelief.

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

"Another! Another player!" Bart looked backstage without seeing him, then turned his head angrily and yelled, "Berg, you idiot, the female student you said is better than your painting is not there at all. Here."

  At the corner, Berg came with a cup of ice cream, very happy: "Thank you for helping me see it."

  Bart: "..."

  He knew that there is no one who learns to paint!

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

  A girl student better than Berg's painting?

  嬴子衿?

How is this possible?

   "Go away." Bart didn't want to stay for another second, and looked at Ying Luwei again.

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

   "I know, I'm annoying."

  "Mr. Berg, wait, please wait." Zhong Manhua hurriedly pursued, "Mr. Berg, the last time you went to Qingzhi, wasn't it because someone cheated?"

   "Cheating?" Berg didn't think about it. Hearing this word, he had to stop, and his anger became even more angry, "You dare to insult Master Ying? If she cheats, I don't deserve to paint!"

   "Don't talk to me, go away."

  He was so angry that he directly pushed Zhong Manhua away.

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

  Zhong Manhua couldn't recover at all, and he was completely stunned.

  Master Ying!

  The honorary professor of O Zhou Royal Academy of Art, calling Ying Zijin a Master Ying? !

  Her English has only reached the level of daily communication, but she can't make a mistake.

  Zhong Manhua remembered that the staff 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 Ying master!

  Zhong Manhua didn't have time to think about it, he hurriedly took out his cell phone, found out the cell phone number that was hacked by her, and dialed it.

After three beeps, the opposite side is connected.

  Zhong Manhua’s heart was pounding: "Hey, hello, I am Master Ying’s mother, you used to--"

   "Beep beep."

   Before she finished speaking, the other party hung up.

When Zhong Manhua dialed again, it became busy.

  She was blacked out.

  Zhong Manhua looked at the phone blankly, blushing on his face.

  Unprecedented emotions of regret filled her heart, strangling her almost out of breath, and the pain like a needle stick.

  She could almost imagine that if she hadn’t used this call as a liar, she would now be able to have tea and chat with the masters of Chinese calligraphy artists.

  It’s not that she never dreamed of such things. After all, she is very interested in French painting.

  But unfortunately, neither Tianlu nor Xiaoxuan have high talents in this area.

Zhong Manhua can only give up.

   But now she has rejected an opportunity to worship in front of her, and even offended the Chinese Calligraphy Artists Association.

  How can Yingzijin paint?

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

   Ying Luwei is half confused and nervous: "Sister-in-law?"

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

  **

   is approaching seven o'clock.

  The hall is full of people.

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

  Plus the fans who are here today, these are the only live fans of Ying Luwei.

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

  There is still an empty seat next to Mr. Zhong, this seat is in a prime position.

   "Xiao Ran, your mother is coming?"

   "No." Jiang Ran's expression froze for a moment, "My mother is back to the Imperial Capital."

   "That's weird." Master Zhong was puzzled, "Here--"

   "Grandpa Zhong."

  The lazy, sloppy voice fell from above his head, somewhat cynical.

  After seeing the person, Mr. Zhong covered his heart: "Smelly boy, how come you are as bad as your grandfather and like to be scary."

  Fu Yun loosened his neckline deeply, sat down beside him, and prolonged his tone: "Genetic inheritance?"

  Master Zhong snorted coldly, looked at the front stage and ignored him.

  The curtain is opened, and there is a piano already set up on the stage.

  As soon as the concert started, the barrage of live broadcast began to increase.

  【Ahhhhh, I have long heard that Luvi’s piano is Fazioli Bruni, but I finally saw it today. 】

  【This piano is only available in several world-famous concert halls in Ozhou, and Lu Wei is really amazing! 】

  [It is conservatively estimated that this piano is worth 3 million, and only a real wealthy and celebrity like Lu Wei can own it. As for someone, tut]

  【Alarm! Early warning! The first three pieces are all played by Lu Wei, plus other steps such as the announcement, the time is about forty minutes, and then it’s a certain one.]

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

  It wasn't until the appearance of this piano that he finally brought up a bit of spirit.

  Beside him, Zhuo Lanhan and Che Yu sat in turn, both of whom had passed half a hundred.

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

  But he just listened to a short section of the first song, and fell asleep dullly.

   Zhuo Lanhan also frowned after listening to the first bar.

  The more she listened, she wrinkled tighter and her complexion sank.

  Until Ying Luwei started the third song, Zhuo Lanhan couldn't listen to it at all: "On this level?"

The words    woke the sleepy Che Yu up: "Ah, Teacher Zhuo, I'm sorry, I went to sleep."

   Zhuo Lanhan shook his head: "Thanks for you to fall asleep, or else it really stains your ears."

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

  But this is a pianist!

  Zhuo Lanhan can instantly judge Ying Luwei's piano level by listening to it.

   "Oh oh." When Che Yu heard this, he closed his eyes again, "Teacher Zhuo, then I will sleep for a while. I taught the students until two o'clock in the morning yesterday, and I was a little tired."

   Zhuo Lanhan nodded, holding back his emotions before listening.

  The fans are mostly laymen, but they are very excited.

  [It’s so nice, we Luvi deserves to be the next Vera Hall. 】

  [Emmm, to be honest, I’m a bit disappointed. I originally liked Luwei because of her good piano, but this time I didn’t expect it. 】

   [Before, Lu Wei practiced very hard, and also prepared for us this concert very seriously. Why are you still obliterating her efforts? 】

  Ying Luwei played three songs in one breath, sweating all over her forehead.

  She took a few breaths before she stood up and took the microphone from the host: "Thank you very much for your willingness to listen to my concert, and thank you very much, Mr. Zhuo, for coming."

  "But today is not just a concert for me alone, I also want to introduce my niece grandly to everyone. The second lady of the Ying family, Ying Zijin."

  "She has studied piano with me for a year. Although it is not long and can't compare with others, I don't want her to miss such a good opportunity to show. Please also give her a chance."

  After saying this, the fans below booed.

   Zhuo Lanhan's face became darker: "None of these people are conscious of listening to a concert?"

  It's noisy and impolite.

  She really shouldn’t have come.

  But the noise did not last long. All the sounds in the hall were gone, and the barrage of the live broadcast also stopped instantly.

  The girl stepped onto the stage from the right side, not slowly.

  She is wearing a retro court dress, very simple dress, no extra embellishments, but she seems to be the royal princess of O Zhou coming out of an oil painting.

  The girl walks casually, but without losing her demeanor.

  The moment she raised her head, Ying Luwei directly became the background board.

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

  【……】

  The sarcasm on the barrage disappeared completely.

  Ying Luwei doesn't need to look, she knows from the expressions of the audience below, the smile on her lips can hardly be sustained.

  She spent high-priced custom-made skirts, but she was not as black as Ying Zijin.

  Under the stage.

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

  I made a mistake.

   is wrong.

  I didn’t expect such a conservative dress to cover up the effect very well.

  Old man Zhong can be proud: "My granddaughter is so beautiful."

   Ying Luwei finally found her voice in embarrassment: "Xiao Ying, don't be nervous, just like my sister taught you before, calm down and play fluently."

  嬴子衿 didn't look at her.

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

   After a pause, she was helpless: "If I know you are not prepared, I will definitely help you prepare one."

  Ling Zijin finally glanced at her.

  Ying Luwei sighed: "I'm so sorry, this piano is very precious. Sister-in-law can't borrow you, otherwise you can use the spare electric piano here first?"

   Fans who watched the live broadcast have found a breakthrough.

  【Isn't it? Don't even have their own piano? What else do you play? 】

  [Of course you can’t borrow it. Does she have your playing level? This piano is so expensive, what should I do if she breaks it? 】

  【If there is no piano, let's go straight on and let Luwei continue to play. 】

  【The quality of the piano will affect the quality of the performance, but also, she uses an electric piano, and she can’t play anything anyway. 】

  Fu Yun Shen raised his hand and held down the Bluetooth headset in his right ear.

  He looked at the stage, his eyes were faint, and his voice was suppressed: "Move up."

  (End of this chapter)