Chapter 742

"What a dynamic young man." Sitting on the chair, sister Hui said with a smile.

"Ah Hui, is that really good?" Sister Lin hesitated and said, "she is still so confident because she doesn't know the horror of public opinion."

"What does it matter?" Sister Hui said, "she's not us. Maybe she won't be frightened by the public opinion and will slap the public opinion in the face."

"When sister Lin heard sister Hui say this, she couldn't say anything more. She just sighed gently.

"Don't worry, it'll be all right." Sister Hui is spinning on the chair.

"Stop turning!" Sister Lin pressed her hand on the back of the chair: "children! If it turns bad, you have to buy a new one!"

"Cut stingy" sister Hui turned her head and snorted.

"If I change a reliable boss, I also want to be generous." Sister Lin shook her head and said.

"Tut." Sister Hui didn't answer. She held her chin with one hand and her eyes sank slightly: "I always think it's not that simple this time."

"Huh?" Sister Lin looks at sister Hui.

"No matter what, let's go step by step." Sister Hui said, "after all, we brought Xiao Wei into this circle. I won't sit idly by at that point."

Then sister Hui stood up.

"Why go?" Sister Lin looked at sister Hui and asked.

"Listen to Xiao Wei playing the piano." Sister Hui said as she walked out, "didn't you just say that? If you play well, give her a bonus."

"Sister Lin shook her head helplessly and looked at her unreliable and serious boss. What should I do? Choose your own boss and spoil it.

On the other side, Xia Xiaowei came out of the office. Just after an intersection, she saw a large bunch of beautiful flowers in front of her nose. It was cold. Xia Xiaowei was startled and sneezed because of the pollen: "ah Joo!"

"Sorry!" The man with the flowers hurriedly stepped back, looked at Xia Xiaowei and said, "it's me. Do you remember me?"

"You" Xia Xiaowei nodded: "remember."

He was there when he first came on stage to play the piano. Later, he talked and was regarded as her regular customer.

"That's good." The man listened to Xia Xiaowei and remembered him. He smiled and said, "I saw what I said on the Internet. I think it's all malicious slander. If you're serious, you'll lose."

"It doesn't mean you lost, nor do I mean you're serious. I mean" the man didn't seem to have organized his language well. After changing his mouth several times, he felt that what he said was not very good, so he sighed, gave up the struggle, and stuffed the flowers in his hand into Xia Xiaowei's arms: "I will always support you!"

"Thank you." Xia Xiaowei held the flowers in her arms, smiled and thanked: "I'll be on the stage soon. All the songs I play today are my original tracks. I hope you like them."

"Are all your original tracks?" The man's eyes lit up and asked, "can I record it? If not, can I record it? I don't use it!"

"You are free." Xia Xiaowei nodded: "thank you again for your flowers. They are very beautiful. I like them very much."

Having said this, he walked forward with the bunch of flowers in his arms and walked through the corridor to the hall.

"Xiao Wei." A waiter stopped Xia Xiaowei: "Xiaowei, I saw the rumors on the Internet."

"Yes." Xia Xiaowei responded. Now the Internet is really developed. Everyone can know something.

"That day, the day you borrowed the piano, I saw Zhao Xiaoqing, who played Ji's entertainment." The waiter said, "you play the piano on the stage. It's the song for the deer. She's in that position."

The waiter pointed and said, "I reminded her that she left in a hurry before she started business. I don't know how long she stood, but I'm sure I saw her."

"Well." Xia Xiaowei was vaguely impressed. It seemed that she really heard the waiter remind the guests that they hadn't started business yet.

"The monitoring in the store can also prove it." The waiter said, "generally, the monitoring of the store is at sister Lin's place, if you ask."

"Thank you." Xia Xiaowei thanked her, took out the best Persian chrysanthemum in her bouquet and handed it to the waiter: "this is a thank-you gift."

Xia Weisheng didn't know that Xiaoqin would like this service, because Xia Weisheng didn't know that Xiaoqin would take the initiative to serve her.

"I'm going on stage. Talk back." Xia Xiaowei waved with a smile and walked to the edge of the stage with the bunch of flowers in her arms.

As soon as Xia Xiaowei reached the edge of the stage, the light of the western restaurant went dark, and a beam of light shone on the position where she was standing.

Holding the bunch of flowers, Xia Xiaowei stepped onto the stage with the light.

"Shameless! Copy the dog and get off!" I don't know which corner threw up a mineral water bottle without tightening the lid.

The bottle body hit Xia Xiaowei's arm and fell to the ground, and the mineral water in the bottle gushed out.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Dao and long Ziche on the second floor blackened their faces at the same time.

Sister Hui and sister Lin, sitting on the other side of the stage, also changed their faces.

Xia Xiaowei squatted down, picked up the mineral water bottle, and then walked to the edge of the piano as if nothing had happened.

Seeing Xia Xiaowei's reaction, the man seemed very dissatisfied and began to abuse again. Obviously, the man didn't come alone, and his companions abused unclearly.

Xia Xiaowei took out some of the best flowers from the bouquet, put them in half a bottle of mineral water, put them on the edge of the piano, and put the rest of the bouquet on the other side.

After that, he sat by the piano.

The clip of being coaxed and scolded happened when she first stepped on the stage.

According to the most embarrassing experience of the previous life, she really didn't feel any difference with a few abusive words.

The smart fingertip suddenly struck several fixed tones on the piano.

These syllables sounded, and the voice of abuse stopped abruptly. First, she was startled by Xia Xiaowei's piano sound.

Taking advantage of the quiet short pause, Xia Xiaowei's fingertips jumped flexibly on the piano, like a series of magic in the silent space.

The first song is the memory she wrote to Yan Ruyu. Xia Xiaowei doesn't remember how many times she played this song. With her eyes closed, she was immersed in her own piano sound, and all the audience were immersed in it, as if she had been brought into another world by this tune.

At the end of the last paragraph of memory, director Zhao took a deep breath. Every time he heard this song, he would remind him of the past.

I thought there would be a pause after the end of the last scale to play the next one.

Who knows, Xia Xiaowei didn't mean to stop at all, but played a new song after a continuous chord.