After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

【Who said that being smart and beautiful must be able to play the piano? Moral kidnapping? 】

[No, this is called 'capacity kidnapping' - if you can, you must be able to do everything. 】

【Oh my God! So suffocating! 】

【Who said she was cute just now? yue! 】

[For the first time, pink disgusts me. 】

【What's wrong with pink? It's just being worn by a low-rank green tea essence. 】

[Listening to her every 'oh', 'ah', 'ah', I'm embarrassed to have cancer]

[Could it be that this is the legendary... 嗲mei watch? 】

[Believe it or not, when my sister Yue's suona rang, she directly asked you to wait for dinner? 】

[He Yan is a strange person, and his niece is even more strange. 】

【Who gave her the courage to provoke Sister Yue? 】

【…】

The barrage in the live broadcast room is full of complaints.

This year's netizens are of high quality, and they don't even say swear words, but they are full of ridicule, and they can also make frequent golden sentences, making the director team stunned and forced to laugh.

"He Yan's niece is too..." The director didn't finish.

"Stupid." The assistant director on the side filled in for him.

"Who do you blame for not being good at yourself? Originally, if she was cute and liked to make soy sauce, she wouldn't have to do so much, and she could make a small circle of fans. In the end, she had to rely on Jiang Fuyue to set herself up, and she didn't even look at others. What is her IQ, what is her IQ."

Is it really that easy to get a gold medal in a competition?

If Jiang Fuyue didn't have the skills, she would never have achieved the popularity she is today.

"But then again, if she can really make Jiang Fuyue shriveled, she is considered a talent." The coordinator rubbed his chin with a promising look.

The director shook his head, disapproving: "What if Jiang Fuyue was deflated? It's just because she can't play the piano. But she was so aggressive, but she lost her popularity, and the gains outweighed the losses."

"Are you still as easy to fool and incite as a netizen 20 or 30 years ago? After all these years of surfing the Internet, you should have grown your brain long ago!"

"So, will Jiang Fuyue accept the move and play with her four-handedly?"

The live broadcast room is also equally curious-

[By the way, can Sister Yue play the piano? 】

[Although it's not worth fighting with this kind of person, I still really want to see Sister Yue if she doesn't make a move, and she will amaze the whole network as soon as she makes her move. 】

【Understand! They all grew up watching Shuangwen's novels, who doesn't want to abuse a scumbag? 】

【…】

When Jiang Fuyue saw that He Xiaoke not only lifted the lid of the piano, but was also about to touch the keys, she immediately reprimanded—

"stop!"

He Xiaoke was stunned, then blinked his eyes wide, and his grievances surged: "Sister**..."

"I advise you not to touch it!"

He Xiaoke didn't understand: "I didn't mean anything, I just saw that there was a piano here, so I wanted to play it..."

Jiang Fuyue turned a deaf ear to this explanation, and only looked at the piano with a hint of nervousness: "Now, please get up from the piano bench immediately and stand five steps away! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

He Xiaoke's grievance was even stronger, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

Yu Guang glanced at the camera not far away, but he sneered secretly, what a talented girl, nothing more than that! He actually showed such a vicious side in front of the camera.

It seems that there is no need to play the piano at all, this Jiang Fuyue has already lost completely in front of her.

"Sister **, I thought we were friends... Can we be more harmonious between friends? If you have anything to say, you can tell me well, I am balabala..."

After a lot of long-winded, I just don't get up from the piano bench.

Jiang Fuyue was really angry.

"Again, please stand up and leave!"

The girl's neck shrank, as if she was frightened, but she just... cried?

I saw two lines of real tears slip from her red eyes, meander down her pink-white cheeks, and finally hang on her lower jaw, falling to the keys with a clatter under the action of gravity.

Jiang Fuyue's face changed completely.

Go straight up and shove her away.

He Xiaoke hadn't reacted yet, if he hadn't subconsciously held on to the railing next to him, I'm afraid he would have fallen and eaten shit now.

"You, push me?!" She widened her eyes in disbelief.

Jiang Fuyue ignored it, looking at the piano keys stained with tears, her brows were twisted into knots.

"Sister **, if you have any dissatisfaction with me, you can say it directly, there is no need to do it, right?"

The girl's tears rolled down again, it was called a pear blossom with rain.

He Yan finally couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward to protect He Xiaoke behind him: "If you have something to say, how can you do it?!"

"Speak well?" Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes suddenly, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth, "It also depends on whether some people can understand people's words!"

He Yan frowned: "It's not right to do it."

"Do I watch her destroy this piano if I don't do it? Before that, I told her three times not to touch it, stand up, and leave. Did she listen?"

The man choked.

Jiang Fuyue: "Or do you think you can touch other people's things casually without consent?"

"It's just a piano. She just wants to invite you to play with four hands and be friendly. Why should you be embarrassing?"

He Xiaoke also cried and stood up: "Yes, sister **, I just want to make friends with you, you can accept it, but... you can't humiliate me! If it's just because of a piano, it's really big No need."

He Yan looked at his niece distressedly.

"Uncle..."

"Okay, it's fine."

The two also played a deep uncle and nephew.

"Heh..." Jiang Fuyue sneered, her eyes strange, "Do you think this is just a piano... just?"

He Yan: "Otherwise?"

He Xiaoke raised his hand to wipe away his tears, his red nose silently complaining about his grievances.

Jiang Fuyue fixedly looked at the two of them, and suddenly said, "This piano is called 'Star Dotted'."

He Yan: "?" Why did she suddenly say this?

He Xiaoke was also puzzled.

"Half a century ago, U2 frontman Bono raised money around the world to help the continent fight AIDS, tuberculosis and malaria. Designers Jonathan Yves and Mark Newson designed this piano and made this red The popular Steinway has a very interesting name, 'The Stars'."

The two still looked at Jiang Fuyue blankly.

The latter continued on his own, with a long voice: "In the same year, this piano was unveiled at the LD charity venue and successfully raised $26 million. That night, it was taken away by a mysterious rich man at an auction price of $1.925 million."

"Aside from the donations raised by this piano, its own value is US$1.925 million. Converted to RMB, it would be more than 10 million, not counting the value-added and price increases in the past half century. You have destroyed the original collection value with one tear, how do you say compensation?"

He Xiaoke was shocked and his eyes widened: "This, this piano costs more than 10 million?!"

Jiang Fuyue turned to pick up the auction certificate on the side, and handed it over: "This has the transaction price of the year."

When He Xiaoke took it, his hands were shaking, and when he saw the numbers on it, his face turned pale.

Soon cold sweat broke out, and I couldn't even cry.

He Yan was standing beside her, and he could see it clearly, the original calmness and calmness disappeared.

"Losing money." The three words changed their faces.

Liu Xiaoke hurriedly stuffed the auction certificate back, as if she didn't touch or touch it, so she wouldn't be responsible.

Then he completely shrank behind He Yan: "Uncle, what should I do?"

Although her family is not poor, they are not very rich either. They can only be regarded as middle-to-upper-level. She usually buys expensive clothes and wears a pair of shoes that cost thousands of dollars. A collector-level piano is not enough to go bankrupt!

In this case, she could only ask He Yan for help.

Anyway, the uncle is a star, or an actor, living in a big house, driving a luxury car, certainly not short of money!

What's more, he was brought here by him, and he also took on the task of stinking Jiang Fuyue. Now that something happened, the uncle should be responsible!

He Yan was still in shock from the sky-high price of the piano, and couldn't react for a while.

more than ten million...

Almost catching up with my two-year endorsement fee!

He Yan was born in an ordinary family, and he grew up with a hard life. When he was in his twenties and thirties, he was only working in the film and television city. It can be said that he was very poor.

Seeing that he was in his 40s and finally became popular, he could finally make money crazy, but because of the unequal agreement signed with the company before, the percentage of the draw was very low.

On the surface, it looks bright and beautiful, and it is also a luxury addition to appearing in front of the media cameras. In fact, the only apartment under the name was just added last year.

Where did he find ten million to fill the hole for He Xiaoke?

Immediately, without saying a word.

Jiang Fuyue suddenly felt funny, and she really hooked her lips: "Why don't you talk? When to pay, you have to have an idea, right?"

Three shifts, three thousand words.

There's more at half past one, I suggest you watch it in the morning~