While the concert was not over yet, she could not let more people see Ying Zijin.

Ying Luwei didn't even think about it. Even if she wanted to destroy her concert, it would have to be terminated.

Seeing that these staff members were also immersed in Ying Zijin's piano sound, she yelled like a collapse: "I'll ask you to turn off the sound!"

Several staff members ignored her.

Just kidding, this is Vera Hall's song.

It was a blessing for them to hear it.

Ying Luwei was so angry that she trembled all over.

Because of her emotional out of control, her spirit was severely hit and her tears kept flowing.

Ying Luwei didn't care about so much, she took out a pair of scissors from the tool box next to her.

Then quickly stepped forward and cut it directly towards the red and blue lines.

The staff reacted, shocked by her actions, and immediately stepped forward to stop: "Madam!"

"Get out." All Ying Luwei's disguise was torn apart, and there was no ordinary gentleness and elegance.

She raised her hand and slapped her in the face of the staff: "I'll let you get out!"

Ying Luwei continued to cut the lines, and suddenly there was a few "clicks" sounds behind her.

It is the sound of taking photos and recording videos.

Ying Luwei's pupils shrank violently and her face turned pale.

What made her inner defense collapse even more was that she cut so many lines, but the concert below was not affected at all.

"Old woman, what do you want to do?" Jiang Ran sneered at her with his hands in his pockets, "I want to destroy the performance? What dream do you have?"

My younger brother followed him and was recording the video dutifully.

"Come on, help her up and go to the synagogue." Jiang Ran clapped his hands and laughed, "She doesn't want to listen, she has to listen."

**

Outside the Shanghai City Hall.

A black extended Lincoln stopped.

The door opened and Jiang Moyuan came down from above.

There was still a blue color under the corners of his eyes, and he obviously stayed up late and worked overtime for several days in a row.

The secretary listened to the warm applause in the hall and turned his head and smiled: "Third Master, it seems that Miss Luwei's performance is very successful."

Jiang Moyuan nodded.

He would like Ying Luwei, not just because the two families have children.

Moreover, because there is only Ying Luwei, the number one socialite in Shanghai, who can be worthy of him in all aspects.

Especially the piano.

When he is tired of work, he will listen to Ying Luwei playing the piano, and he can always relax his body and mind.

Fortunately, today's work ended early and he was able to catch up with the concert.

The secretary followed Jiang Moyuan in, listened to the low sound of the piano and exclaimed: "Third Master, Miss Luwei's level has improved again."

He has never heard such a good song.

Jiang Moyuan's eyes also moved and his steps accelerated.

The main door was closed, and he entered through the side door.

It happened that at this moment, the last piano sound fell.

"Dong!"

It is like a blow to the human heart, and its indescribable powerful charm makes people unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

Jiang Moyuan's eyes stopped instantly, and his eyes suddenly widened.

He looked at the figure in front of the golden piano, and his heart seemed to be pinched by a hand, and he twitched hard.

It's Ying Zijin!

The secretary beside him was also confused, and he couldn't believe it more: "Third Master, how could it be..."

His voice was interrupted by the applause that sounded again.

"Papapapapapapa." Zhuo Lanhan also clapped and stood up. She smiled, "It's wonderful, so exciting. I didn't expect that in my life, I had the honor to hear these three world-class and difficult songs being played again."

Perhaps "Sun and Moon" is nothing, after all, several pianists have played it.

But the reappearance of "Jiu War" and "The Song of the Cold and Gray" is enough to shock the entire music industry.

She could hear the live version and she would have no regrets in her life.

No wonder, even though Vera Hall only left three songs, it is a peak that cannot be erased in the history of O's music.

Such a performance can be said to be unparalleled.

Ying Zijin slowly stood up and nodded: "Thank you."

"Is Ying Zijin?" Zhuo Lanhan's eyes were full of unconcealed appreciation, "I feel ashamed of being able to reach such a top level at your age."

After a pause, she asked kindly: "Do you have an instructor?"

Ying Luwei was forcibly brought in by Jiang Ran’s two younger brothers, and when she heard this sentence, she suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Yeah—" Ying Zijin raised his eyebrows, "I taught me by my sister-in-law."

"What?" Zhuo Lanhan was shocked, but his voice sank, and he was angry, but he was not looking at Ying Zijin, "What is Ying Luwei's level? How can I not know? She deserves to teach you too?"

Che Yu has known Zhuo Lanhan for many years, and this is the first time he has seen her get so angry.

"Teacher Zhuo, the child is not lying." He coughed and lowered his voice, "Ying Luwei did say just now that she taught this child the piano for a year."

[…Luwei did say that it was her who taught her, and it also wrote it on Weibo.]

[I usually don’t go online, I just like Luwei and her piano, so I come to listen to her concert. I don’t know what happened before, but now I don’t want to like her at all.

[But I'm so laughing to death, Ying Luwei, you said this was what you taught? Did your face stretch when doing beauty treatment? So big?]

[Why are the brainless fans who said they are not as good as your master? I just asked, does the face hurt?]

After Che Yu reminded him, Zhuo Lanhan remembered.

Her face was even heavier: "It's interesting, so interesting. I haven't heard of it for so many years. This is a low level and can teach you the best level."

"Zhuo, don't be so implicit." Bart took a microphone and spoke, "There are some people who are so trashed and have a high opinion of themselves. They like to guide others, and they don't know that they are the clowns."

Ying Luwei's face turned pale and her body kept trembling.

She could not bear the humiliation at all.

In the public eye, there are so many fans, including Zhong Manhua and even Jiang Moyuan.

But this was what she asked for. In order to trample Ying Zijin under her feet, she repeatedly emphasized to others that no matter how she taught her, Ying Zijin would not be able to learn it.

As a result, today, the invisible slap shone on her face, slapped hard.

"Don't you want to play "Sun and Moon"?" Zhuo Lanhan sat down again, calmly. She looked at Ying Luwei with an unquestionable tone. "You play it now, let's see how you taught others."

Ying Luwei doesn't know how she can go up there.

But behind her, Jiang Ran kicked her and sneered: "Don't move yet?"

Ying Luwei didn't know how she walked to the stage, so she sat down in front of her piano and put her fingers on it trembled.

The notes came from her hands intermittently, unremittingly.

With Ying Zijin's previous performance as a comparison, the difference will be distinguished at first sight.

"Stop playing, don't play." Bart couldn't hear the song "Sun and Moon" being so insulted. "It's so trash, I'm gone if you still have the face."

"clang!"

A harsh sound came from the piano and a key broke.

Ying Luwei's fingers shrank, and she couldn't bounce them down.

Many eyes were like thorns on her back, her face turned red again, and cold sweat soaked her skirt.

Now, everyone knows that Ying Luwei has deceived all of them under the guise of "Sun and Moon".

"Very good, very good." Zhuo Lanhan laughed angrily, "With Vera Hall's popularity, I want to improve my status, I will ask, are you worthy?"

Ying Luwei's lips trembled and she couldn't say a word.

Everything was planned well.

But all this is not as good as Ying Zijin's three piano songs directly played by Vera Hall.

Even now, Ying Luwei can't believe it.

"Ying Luwei, you insulted the piano." Zhuo Lanhan's eyes were cold, "Go down."
To be continued...