Fang Qiong, of course, couldn't directly say that it was the shoes that caused the problem.
However, the agent's sharp eyes had already noticed that her heels were red.
"Sister Fang, does your foot hurt? Why don't you rest over there for a bit and stop standing?"
It was a little awkward, but Fang Qiong insisted on rehearsing all the pieces.
She couldn't let herself waste the entire team's time.
"It's okay, I can do it!"
The conductor next to her interjected, "Sister Fang, you should take a break. You played two notes wrong just now."
For a renowned violinist like her, playing the wrong note is the most fatal mistake.
Fortunately, it was just a rehearsal.
If this were a formal performance, I wonder how the major media outlets and netizens would comment on her.
She's definitely made a fool of herself and become a laughingstock among her peers.
...
Fang Qiong, her face cold, held her violin and was helped by her agent to sit down and rest.
The agent found two band-aids and put them on her heels.
However, her feet still hurt when she put her shoes back on!
This pain and discomfort really affects her performance.
Although it was difficult to say, Fang Qiong had to think about her future, so she suggested exchanging shoes with her agent.
This year, there are still many stops on the tour. If the gold mine in their hands were to run into trouble, it would be a huge loss. Therefore, the agent took off his own shoes and gave them to Fang Qiong to wear.
...
After changing into a different pair of shoes, Fang Qiong felt more comfortable.
However, it wasn't the kind of comfort she wanted.
Looking at the shoes designed by Rong Yan, she also felt very sorry.
In fact, she quite liked the shoes, but some of the design elements didn't reflect their true value.
Suddenly, Fang Qiong remembered Qiao Chu's words.
Who does this girl think she is?
They actually dared to speak about her indirectly.
She refused to believe that there were no other suitable shoes besides the ones she designed.
When she got back that night, she looked for the pile of shoes again.
There must be a pair that suits her taste.
She doesn't wear shoes designed by model Qiao Chu.
...
The subsequent rehearsals went relatively smoothly.
Fang Qiong's performance wasn't particularly outstanding, but she didn't make any obvious mistakes either.
Her shoes, which were clearly mismatched with her, made her feel awkward all night.
When leaving the theater, Fang Qiong changed into the beautiful shoes designed by Rong Yan.
However, she didn't want to wear it for another second.
With every step she took, her heels ached terribly.
The skin was all worn through.
Even so, Fang Qiong endured it, persevered, and kept smiling.
She strives for perfection in front of the media and cameras.
Fearing exposure, she did not give any interviews to the media.
...
Once seated in the van and away from the media and cameras, Fang Qiong immediately took off her shoes.
Her smile turned into unbearable pain.
The agent asked with concern, "Are you still able to handle it? The tour concert is tomorrow night..."
Fang Qiong assured her, "It's alright, it won't affect tomorrow night."
"When we get back to the hotel, I'll find some ointment to apply to you."
Fang Qiong simply nodded; she no longer wanted to speak.
Tonight was really bad!
******
I heard that Qiao Chu was cooking dinner tonight, and Luo Luo and Nangong Jin came over, along with Rui Rui.
Xiao Liu and Qin Yun also ate together.
They also had a barbecue.
Jiang Zhi: "I've arranged drivers for you all to ensure you get home safely. Tonight, let's all have some beer."
Xiao Liu grinned mischievously.
Now is the time for him to make amends.
He prepared tonight's barbecue all by himself, just to make the young mistress happy.
Tonight, everyone tacitly agreed not to look at their phones or go online.
I ignored all the gossip and idle chatter.
As long as you're happy!
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