Chapter 671

[who says that if you are smart and beautiful, you must be able to play the piano? Moral kidnapping?]

No, it's called 'power kidnapping' - if you can, you must know everything

[my God! It's suffocating!]

[who said she was cute just now? Yue!]

For the first time, pink disgusted me

[what's wrong with pink? It's just worn by a low-level green tea essence.]

[listen to her saying 'Oh', 'ah' and 'ah', I'm embarrassed and have committed cancer]

[is this the legendary... Sweet sister watch?]

[believe it or not, my sister Yue asked you to wait for dinner as soon as the suona rang?]

He Yan is a wonderful flower, and his niece is even more wonderful

[who gave her the courage to provoke sister Yue?]

【……】

The bullet screen comments make complaints about the Tucao.

This year's netizens are of high quality. They don't say much dirty words, but they are extremely sarcastic. They can also make frequent golden sentences, which stunned the director group and forced them to hold back their laughter.

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

"Stupid." the deputy director added for him.

"Who's to blame for her failure? Originally, if she was cute, she would like to make soy sauce, not so much, and she could also make a small circle of powder. As a result, she had to set up a person for herself by stepping on the river and Fuyue, and she didn't look at the IQ of others and her IQ."

Is it so easy to win the gold medal in the competition?

If Jiang Fuyue doesn't have some skills, she can't reach today's popularity.

"But then again, if she could really make Jiang Fuyue eat flat, she would be a talent." the coordinator rubbed his chin and looked promising.

The director shook his head and didn't agree: "what about letting Jiang Fuyue eat flat? It's just because others can't play the piano. But her aggressive style has lost her popularity, and the gain is not worth the loss."

"Are you still as easy to fool and incite as you were 20 or 30 years ago? After surfing the Internet for so many years, you should have a long brain!"

"So, will Jiang Fuyue take the move and play with her four hands?"

The studio is also curious——

[in other words, can sister Yue play the piano?]

[although it's not worth fighting with such people, I still want to see sister Yue's amazing appearance when she doesn't do it.]

[yes! I grew up reading shuangwen novels. Who doesn't want to abuse a scum?]

【……】

When Jiang Fuyue saw that he Xiaoke not only opened the piano cover, but also prepared to touch the keys, she immediately scolded——

"Stop!"

He Xiaoke was stunned, then his big eyes blinked and grievances surged up: "* * sister..."

"I advise you not to touch!"

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

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

He Xiaoke's color of grievance is stronger, as if he would cry the next second.

Yu Guang glanced at the plane seat not far away. In fact, he sneered. What a talented girl, it's just like that! Actually exposed such a vicious side in front of the camera.

It seems that there is no need for Biqin. Jiang Fuyue has lost completely in front of her.

"* * sister, I thought we were friends... Can we be more harmonious between friends? What do you have to say to me? I'm Balabala..."

He talked a lot, but didn't get up from the piano stool.

Jiang Fuyue is really a little angry.

"Again, please stand up and leave!"

The girl's neck shrunk, as if frightened, and she just... Cried?

I saw two lines of real tears sliding from her red eyes, winding down her pink cheeks, and finally hanging on her jaw. Under the action of gravity, she fell on the keys.

Jiang Fuyue's face completely changed.

Go straight up and pick her up.

He Xiaoke hasn't reacted yet. If he didn't subconsciously hold the railing next to him, I'm afraid he'd fall and eat shit now.

"You, push me?!" she stared in disbelief.

Jiang Fuyue ignored it. Looking at the piano keys stained with tears, her eyebrows twisted into pimples.

"* * sister, if you have any dissatisfaction with me, you can say it directly. There's no need to do it?"

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

He Yan finally couldn't bear it. He came forward to protect he Xiaoke behind him: "if you have something to say, how can you do it

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

He Yan frowned: "it's wrong to start."

"I didn't do it. Did I watch her destroy the piano? 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 without consent?"

"It's just a piano. She just wants to invite you to play with four hands to show friendship. Why should you embarrass people?"

He Xiaoke also stood up crying: "yes, * * sister, I just want to make friends with you. You can't accept it, but... You can't humiliate me! If it's just because of a piano, it's really unnecessary."

He Yan looked at his niece painfully.

"Uncle..."

"Well, it's all right."

They also acted as uncles and nephews.

"Ah..." Jiang Fuyue sneered, with strange eyes. "Do you think it's just a piano...?"

He Yan: "otherwise?"

He Xiaoke raised his hand to wipe tears, and his red nose silently told his grievances.

Jiang Fuyue looked at them and suddenly said, "the name of this piano is' dotted with stars'."

Why did she suddenly say this?

He Xiaoke also looked puzzled.

"Half a century ago, Bono, the lead singer of the U2 band, raised funds for the F to fight AIDS, tuberculosis and malaria in the world. Designers Jonathan Eve and Mark Newson designed the piano, and played a very interesting name for the red popular Steinway, that is," spread all over the place. "

They still looked at Jiang Fuyue blankly.

The latter continued with a long voice: "in the same year, the piano appeared at the LD charity venue and successfully raised $26 million. That night, it was taken away by a mysterious rich man at a bid price of $1.925 million."

"Aside from the donation raised by this piano, even its own value is $1.925 million, which is converted into RMB... More than 10 million, not counting the value-added and price increase in the past half century. Now your tear has destroyed the original collection value. How do you say to compensate?"

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

Jiang Fuyue picked up the auction certificate and handed it over: "there is the transaction price of that year."

He Xiaoke's hand trembled when he took it over. When he saw the numbers above, he brushed his face pale.

Soon a cold sweat came out, even crying.

He Yan stood next to her and saw it clearly. The original calm and calm disappeared.

"Lose money." three words changed their faces.

Liu Xiaoke quickly stuffed the auction certificate back, as if she didn't touch or touch it, she didn't have to be responsible.

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

Although her family is not poor, she is not a rich man. She can only be regarded as above middle. It is no problem to buy expensive clothes and wear thousands of shoes, but it is not enough for her to take out tens of millions of money to pay for a collection level piano at once, even if she loses her family!

In this case, she can only turn to He Yan.

Anyway, my uncle is a star or a movie emperor. Living in a big house and driving a luxury car is definitely not short of money!

What's more, he was brought here by him and undertook the task of stinking Jiang Fuyue. If something happens now, I should let my uncle be responsible!

He Yan was still shocked by the sky high price of piano and couldn't react for a long time.

More than ten million

I'm about to catch up with my endorsement fee for two years!

He Yan was born in an ordinary family and suffered from snacks. When he was in his twenties and thirties, he just ran a dragon suit in the film and television city. It can be said that he was very poor.

Seeing that he is very popular in his forties, he can finally make a crazy profit. However, due to the unequal treaty signed with the company before, the proportion of pumping is very low.

It looks bright on the surface. Appearing in front of the media lens is also a luxury. 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 really hooked her lips: "why don't you talk? When to pay, you have to have an idea?"