Chapter 157 The truth behind Miss Zijing's disappearance has been uncovered [2 updates]

This is Ying Zijin's first new Weibo post since the last lawsuit.

With only one day left until the concert, Ying Luwei's fans were all following this account, wondering if Ying Zijin would be sensible enough to voluntarily withdraw from the concert.

No one expected that she would not only refuse to back down, but also say such things.

Why should I pay for the ticket? Is this concert just for you? Or do you play better than Luvie?

I've finally seen what shamelessness truly means; this is it.

【If she doesn't want to go, then she doesn't want to go. Does she really think we're begging her to go? Luvia, just don't let her go.】

[I've decided, I won't skip her parts this time. I really want to see just how good she is at playing, to know she can be so arrogant.]

Fans also went to Ying Luwei's Weibo to comment, telling her not to spoil her.

But what they didn't know was that this concert was originally prepared by Ying Luwei specifically for Ying Zijin.

If Ying Zijing doesn't go, all of her plans will be for naught.

She really had to beg Ying Zijin to do it.

Upon seeing this Weibo post, Ying Luwei was so angry that she trembled all over and her face turned pale: "I knew she wouldn't behave herself. So she had this ulterior motive."

Her concert generated nearly 80 million yuan in sales both online and offline, enough for her to live on for a long time.

Ying Zijing is actually making outrageous demands, wanting to take everything?

The agent wasn't angry at all; instead, he smiled and said, "Luwei, just give it to her. Didn't you say that when she embarrasses herself in front of so many masters, she might even commit suicide out of shame?"

"Moreover, when she speaks out like that, she's the one who gets attacked, and you end up being the victim."

Hearing this, Ying Luwei managed to calm down: "That's true."

She also knew that if she really disagreed, Ying Zijing really wouldn't come.

Ying Luwei reposted the Weibo post with great frustration, so quickly that her manager didn't even have time to stop her.

[@嬴露薇V: Okay, Auntie is waiting for you.]

Seeing that she had already sent it, the agent swallowed back the words she was about to say, and said helplessly, "Luwei, you can just agree to her privately, that way there will be room for you to change your mind."

"No need," Ying Luwei said dismissively. "Do you really think she can play better than me?"

The agent had nothing to say.

Having worked in this industry for so many years, he knows he must be careful with his words and actions, especially in the entertainment industry, and always leave himself a way out.

Ying Luwei's recent actions have almost all led to her own demise.

That makes sense, though. What kind of piano skills could someone from a small county town know?

The agent can accept it, but the fans can't.

【Ugh, I'm so angry! Luvia, why did you agree? Don't be so kind!】

[Was Luvi threatened?]

I'm so angry, so incredibly angry.

This time, Ying Luwei didn't buy any trending topics, so not many netizens were following the story.

These brainless fans are hilarious! They keep saying she's not good enough, but they don't realize their idol is begging her to come.

[After my rational analysis, the situation might be like this: for some reason, Ying Luwei insisted on having her sister come, even if it meant giving away all her earnings. There's a conspiracy involved.]

[I'm not taking sides, but I took a screenshot. I just want to see if Ying Luwei will actually hand over the money she's already got.]

**

Within Class 19, Ying Zijing did not look at the comments on Weibo.

The younger brother, being among the first to follow the drama, naturally saw the Weibo post. He was a bit anxious: "Holy crap, Ying-dad, why are you posting this? If you need money, we can give it to you."

"No." Ying Zijing unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and said calmly, "I don't want you to waste your money."

She stood up and nodded: "I'll go to the music room."

Qingzhi has a full range of facilities, including art classes, music rooms, and painting studios.

The pianos in the piano room are top-tier brands specially imported from abroad, each costing over a million.

After all, the quality of a piano will affect a range of aspects, including sound quality.

When Ying Zijing arrived at the music room, Fu Yunshen was already waiting for her.

He was standing sideways, leaning slightly forward.

Long, slender fingers rested on the piano keys, but did not press them down.

But Ying Zijing could tell at a glance that he had clearly practiced piano, and his skill level was definitely not ordinary.

Upon hearing footsteps, Fu Yunshen turned around, his peach blossom eyes curving into a smile.

At this moment, the slight fierceness around him subsided, and he returned to his usual gentle demeanor.

Fu Yunshen raised an eyebrow, still with that playboy look: "Kid, you're a company boss now, why are you still so obsessed with money?"

Ying Zijing sat down on the piano bench next to him and casually tuned the piano: "I wouldn't give it to her even if I threw it in the trash."

"Yaoyao, this is for you." Fu Yunshen didn't pursue the topic any further. He took out something he had prepared beforehand. "You can use it at the concert."

"What?"

Ying Zijing took it and stared at it, her eyes widening in surprise.

This is the sheet music for "Sun and Moon".

It's not the incomplete version circulating online, but the complete one.

She would naturally not forget the scores she had written herself.

"I tried to add a few notes." Fu Yunshen leaned against the piano, smiling nonchalantly. "There might be some mistakes, but it goes smoothly once you get through it."

"You don't need to play it then; you can just take out this sheet music."

Having spent so much time in Europe, he naturally knew about the pianist Vera Hall.

This time, filling in the missing notes wasn't as easy for him as before.

If he hadn't been born in that era, he would have really liked to meet Vera Hall.

Ying Zijing lowered her eyelashes: "There's nothing wrong with it."

Not a single note was wrong.

The surviving sheet music is missing these dozens of notes, which is why very few pianists can play "Sun and Moon" continuously.

"Mm." Fu Yunshen raised his hand and rubbed her head. "The things have been delivered. I have something to do, so you can continue practicing."

**

O Continent.

The Royal College of Art.

Students passing by saw their two most famous professors pulling and tugging at each other on the street.

"Berg, are you out of your mind!" Bart Schieber, the famous pianist from O continent, was furious. "Why should I go to China with you? Why did you agree to the invitation for me?"

He had never even heard of Ying Luwei.

Performing "Sun and Moon"?

Another one trying to piggyback on Vera Hall's fame; doesn't he even know if he's worthy of it?

“Hey, you’ll see when you get there.” Berg was very strong, pulling the luggage with one hand and Bart with the other. “Old buddy, let me tell you, that maestro I told you about last time, she’ll be attending this concert too.”

Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone.

"The one who draws better than you?" Bart was curious, but he didn't want to go. "No, no, I'm good at drawing, but I'm definitely not good at piano. In the arts, it's already good enough to be top-notch in one area, and I don't draw."

“It’s not like I’m asking you to go to a concert,” Berg persisted. “It’s about having more people, which means more resources, and the ability to bring masters to our academy.”

Little did he know that the old rascal from the Chinese Calligraphy Artists Association was trying to steal him away.

But this time it's different. With Bart added, he now has two people, which outnumbers Sheng Qingtang.

Incidentally, he also wanted to go and support Master Ying.

**

After leaving Qingzhi, Fu Yunshen returned to the Fu family.

Fu Yichen was no longer locked in the bedroom by Madam Fu, but he was still not allowed to leave the Fu family's old residence.

Upon seeing Fu Yunshen, he jumped up in anger: "Fu Yunshen, you did this on purpose! You must have known all along that Mom and Dad wouldn't believe me, that's why you did it!"

These days, he has been forced to visit the neurology departments of various hospitals.

Madam Fu even contacted a doctor in the capital to arrange for him to have another examination.

But he wasn't sick, and his mind wasn't damaged.

He was telling the truth, but no one believed him.

Fu Yichen was furious.

Fu Yunshen turned his head and smiled: "Hmm?"

Fu Yichen felt a chill run down his spine from that gaze, and he shrank back, too afraid to move.

Nobody believed him. If Fu Yunshen arrested him again, he'd probably lose his life.

Fu Yunshen ignored him and went upstairs.

Fu Yichen watched the man's retreating figure, his teeth itching with hatred.

He endured it; he would find the evidence sooner or later, and then he would watch how Fu Yunshen was driven out of the Fu family.

upstairs.

Grandpa Fu was playing chess with himself in his study. He was almost fully recovered and had plenty of energy.

After exchanging a few words with Old Master Fu, Fu Yunshen left the Fu family's old residence.

Then he drove to the city sports park.

It was the same grove of trees, and the young man was waiting there.

Fu Yunshen walked over and nodded: "Speak."

"Young Master," the young man paused before speaking, "we've uncovered the truth behind Miss Zijing's disappearance all those years ago."

A new day, a new round of scumbag torment begins~

(End of this chapter)