The fans sitting in the auditorium booed again.

With Zhuo Lanhan's self-cultivation, she didn't want to stay any longer.

She stood up with a cold face and walked out regardless of whether the concert would end or not.

A heavyweight piano master like Zhuo Lanhan is followed by a special camera.

After she made this move, the online live broadcast was immediately shown to her.

[If you don’t go on, didn’t you see that she made Grandma Zhuo so angry? Grandma Zhuo was already the top pianist in China in my grandmother’s time.]

[It’s so miserable for Lu Wei. She finally invited Grandma Zhuo and the others, but she was pissed off by a country bumpkin who didn’t know how to play the piano.]

[I’m so angry. I’m so angry. I’m so angry.]

But before she could leave the table completely, her steps suddenly stopped and she looked towards the stage.

There was light golden light coming out from behind the crimson curtain, and four waiters in tuxedos came up carrying a piano.

Che Yu was originally half asleep and looked at it occasionally, but at this moment he woke up completely and almost jumped up.

"Oh, my God." Bart's eyes widened, "Berg, pinch me, pinch me quickly."

It was a rococo style grand piano.

The whole body is golden, but it is not vulgar, but noble, elegant, low-key and luxurious.

The piano is surrounded by exquisite carvings and paintings, and the piano body is covered with gold foil.

Every inch is carefully carved and the lines are smooth.

Compared with this golden piano, Ying Luwei's piano instantly turned into an ugly piece of wood.

Even though there are very few people who can recognize this piano, it is impossible for even a layman to fail to see that it is extremely valuable.

"This is Louis XV!" Bart went crazy, "I just saw it once in the museum!"

Louis XV is the name of a piano that Bechstein, the top luxury brand in the piano industry, once specially customized for the European royal family.

The production of this piano required 140 professionals from various fields such as piano makers, oil painters, and sculptors. It took three years to finally build it successfully.

Just the gold foil alone used more than three kilograms.

To this day, it is still the most expensive piano in the world.

The price is US$20 million.

The entire auditorium was deathly silent, and Ying Luwei's fans could not make any sound.

But the one who suffered the biggest impact was Ying Luwei herself.

She simply couldn't believe it.

Of course Ying Luwei knew Louis XV, she visited it when she went to O continent.

But how can such an antique-level piano be easily loaned out?!

"Please give way." A waiter said to her politely, "This piano is very expensive, and you can't afford to pay for it if it breaks."

The sound was not loud, but in the quiet auditorium, it was enough for people in the first few rows to hear.

In full view of everyone, Ying Luwei blushed so much that she almost exploded.

She was so embarrassed and angry that she stepped aside, unable to raise her head in embarrassment, and her fingers were trembling.

[Ouch, you idiots, are you slapping me in the face? My sister doesn’t care about your 3 million piano at all. She owns it herself. Do you know how much this piano costs? Oh, you definitely don’t know.]

[Then let me tell you with great mercy, this is the world’s number one piano, Louis XV, worth 20 million US dollars!]

[But your 3 million piano is equivalent to more than 400,000 U.S. dollars. What's the fuss about? 】

These three barrages were all posted by Nie Chao alone.

There are eight computers in front of him.

On every computer screen was Ying Luwei's live online concert, so he bought eight tickets.

Those who watched the online live broadcast were not only fans of Ying Luwei, but also some who were attracted by the name Vera Hall and were real piano lovers.

Fans shut up now, these people are happy.

[Okay, okay, I’ve been feeling lonely before, so I’m going to complain about the refund. I can see Louis XV, and the ticket is worth it. 】

[By the way, do you think that the performer just now smelled like tea? I could smell the aroma of tea overflowing from her body through the screen, and it made me smell bad. 】

[On purpose, it seems that the two performers are still aunt and nephew, so this? I don’t understand, I don’t understand]

[Haha, so what about a $20 million piano? A person who doesn’t know how to play the piano is still blind when playing such an expensive piano. Do you really think you are Vera Hall? I think she should be smarter and give this piano to her.

Lu Wei.]

Nie Chao became angry and started typing.

[Where did this internet beggar come from? Get away!]

The appearance of Louis XV made Zhuo Lanhan sit back in his seat.

She asked for a microphone from the staff, with a smile on her face: "This time I am honored to see the Louis XV piano here."

After a pause, she spoke sternly: "Who else is making noise in a while? Why don't you sit here anymore."

This sentence is clearly scolding Ying Luwei's fans.

The fans shrank their heads, held their breath, and lowered their voices to mock.

"Yes, such an expensive piano is amazing, but she can't play it."

"It would be really embarrassing to play "Ode to Joy" on such an expensive piano."

Zhong Manhua was sitting in front of these fans and naturally heard these words.

She clutched her bag tightly, and the regret she had felt earlier was suppressed by embarrassment.

good.

Ying Zijin does not know how to play the piano.

Zhong Manhua's face turned green and red, fearing that people around her would recognize her as Ying Zijin's mother.

She just wanted to get out of here quickly, at least she wouldn't have to endure this embarrassment.

Mr. Zhong looked at the golden piano suspiciously: "I didn't prepare this."

Fu Yunshen on the side twitched his eyelashes, but his expression remained lazy.

He crossed his slender legs and watched the girl sit down under the matching piano chair.

Well, no matter what, this dress and the gold piano still match well.

Ying Luwei finally recovered from the shock, and she quickly calmed down.

The piano is better than hers, but her playing level is that of a primary school student.

Comparing the two, it will be even worse when the time comes.

Ying Luwei flipped up her hair and smiled gracefully: "Then the rest of the time will be left to you, Xiaojin."

She held up her skirt and walked down the stage.

The manager picked her up from below: "Go backstage to touch up your makeup. You should also take a rest. There will be a few songs to play later."

"You definitely won't be able to play "Sun and Moon" in its entirety when the time comes. A short section will be enough."

Ying Luwei just laughed: "Maybe I don't have time to play, the show will be staged soon."

"I didn't expect that your fake niece would be able to borrow money from Louis XV." The agent frowned, "Is it possible that she knows a member of the royal family of Country Y?"

"You are overthinking." Ying Luwei said scornfully, "I can guess that it was the Fu family who paid a big price to borrow it. He is such a prodigal. No wonder the Fu family doesn't like him."

The manager thought for a moment and thought it was true, so he took her backstage without asking any more questions.

On stage.

Ying Zijin lowered his head and slowly stroked his fingers over the keys.

It's like meeting a friend who has been with us for many years, and we fit in very well.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and then she slowly pressed the first note.

Very good, it still feels the same as before.

【No, that’s it???】

【Is she kidding? One tone?】

[No, you can't even play "Ode to Joy"? It's embarrassing. 】

The fans in the auditorium wanted to continue booing, but they didn't dare.

They lowered their heads and started playing with their phones.

But at this moment, a deep piano sound sounded in the auditorium, very slowly.

It's like a gurgling stream and a gentle breeze blowing through the mountains and rivers.
To be continued...