Sheet music number 34
Tang Xi hadn't been to Song Xingchui's bar for several days, and he rushed home straight after school today.
Qiao Tian snorted and said dissatisfiedly, "Tang Xi, ever since you talked it out with your mother, I feel like you've forgotten why you wanted to participate in the pop music competition in the first place? Have you written your song, practiced it, and shown it to me?"
"I've written and practiced it. I almost showed it to you!" Tang Xi quickly answered Qiao Tian's question. Before she spoke again, she squinted her eyes and asked, "I will definitely participate in Saturday's competition, but today—just say you're not curious, my mom and your mom have been messing around with something all day."
Qiao Tian was speechless for a moment, because at this moment she also felt that compared to the pop music competition that she had been preparing for for half a year, the gossip at home was obviously more attractive to her.
The two "good kids" agreed with each other and ran towards their driver at the speed of a 100-meter race.
As soon as Tang Xi got out of the car, he ran from the gate to the door without looking back. When he was halfway up the stairs, he found that the sound of a familiar voice talking was coming from behind him.
She turned around and saw that her mother and grandmother were in the greenhouse. Her mother was wearing a crescent-shaped white cheongsam and a wooden hairpin carved in the shape of a kite on her head.
Although grandma has only been back for a few days, her complexion is visibly getting better and better. The sad look she had in the hospital has completely disappeared, and the wrinkles on her face make her smile more contagious.
Tang Xi grabbed the straps of her schoolbag with both hands, stomped twice on the spot and was about to speak, but the telepathy between the three generations of her family was faster than words. Her two elders stopped talking at the same time and turned around, casting their gentle gazes on her smooth forehead.
Yu Ji's expression changed slightly, her eyebrows curved, and the kite's wings behind her head flapped twice as she moved.
Although Lu Yao looked like an ordinary old lady at first glance, when she was full of energy, she looked more like a young person than the young people of today. She raised her hands and waved them twice. The sound was not loud, but it was clearly audible.
"Xixi, you're back."
She took off and sprinted a hundred meters, stopping steadily in front of the two of them. She was breathing heavily, and her four words were intermittent: "I'm back."
Lu Yao raised his hand and tapped her forehead: "Grandma and Mom can't run, why are you running so fast?"
Tang Xi stuck out her tongue at her grandmother, her eyes fell on Yu Ji, and she asked, "Mom, I heard Tiantian say that Aunt Cuifang is here today, and I was thinking you might not be able to come back for dinner tonight."
Yu Ji raised an eyebrow, knowing that his daughter would definitely want to ask for details, so he took the initiative to speak: "I spent some time last night to understand the general situation, and half a day today should be enough to complete it."
Tang Xi grumbled, "Mom, you're too efficient! Going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce and then negotiating a contract for Aunt Cuifang, and half a day is enough?"
Yu Ji coughed lightly: "The divorce was finalized yesterday."
Lu Yao and Tang Xi's eyes widened at the same time, and they asked in unison: "You divorced yesterday, why didn't you tell me?"
Yu Ji had no intention of hiding it at all, but she simply didn't have the time to tell the truth yesterday. She said helplessly, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but I just don't think it's necessary to specifically bring up the matter of divorce in front of Madam Huang and Qiao Tian."
Tang Xi narrowed his eyes and asked, "What happens after they leave?"
Yu Ji spread his hands and spoke his mind honestly: "I just feel that compared to the trivial matter of divorce, everyone is more worried about the situation at Qiao Tian's family, so I think it won't be too late to talk about it after the Qiao family's affairs are resolved."
Tang Xi knew her mother's character very well, so she didn't bother to make up a lie to them. When she said it was not important, it meant she really thought it was not important.
But she and Lu Yao once again thought of the same thing and complained in unison: "You call divorce an unimportant thing?"
"Is it important?" Yu Ji was genuinely confused by the two people's surprise. "I thought you knew I wanted a divorce and would definitely get a divorce. Is the report result so important?"
My mother always keeps her word, but what if...
She scratched her hair frantically and asked, "What if my father refuses to divorce me? What's that called? The biggest difficulty for wealthy couples getting divorced—"
Lu Yao continued: "Division of property!"
Yu Ji shrugged lightly, his face expression nonchalant. "I think given how much he cares about his reputation, as long as I tell him clearly that I only want this house, and if he still doesn't agree, I will expose the fact that he has an illegitimate child, there's no way he won't agree."
"What if father wants to make things difficult for you?" Tang Xi's face was full of worry.
Yu Ji knew his daughter was worried about him, so he patted her head with a gentle look in his eyes. "You should trust that I know my limits. If I really can't handle it, I'll definitely call Song Duzhou and her daughter."
Tang Xi pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "Humph, I can help too."
Yu Ji said helplessly: "I am considering that he is your biological father after all. There are some things that don't necessarily require you to be involved, and there is no need for you to bear these things."
Tang Xi now really feels that if people don't push themselves, they will never know how strong they are. Things that she used to think she couldn't bear, when they really happened, she felt that it was nothing special.
She laughed and said, "Mom, you think I'm too fragile."
The mother placed her hand on her head and said gently, "In my eyes, you will always be the crying baby in the cradle. I will always protect you in my own way."
Yu Ji's words easily made the "strong" Tang Xi's eyes moist, and he jumped into his mother's arms.
Now, not only could she accept her father's scumbag status, she also successfully obtained the unlimited hugs she had imagined. She buried her face in her mother's chest and looked up at her: "Mom, I think Grandma and I both know that you are decisive and resolute. It's just that you said you wanted a divorce the day before yesterday, and you immediately took action yesterday. I always feel that you have other considerations."
Yu Ji didn't deny Tang Xi's guess and nodded. "Under normal circumstances, I would have considered the possibility that he was deliberately making things difficult for me, made preparations for the lawsuit in advance, and even tried to get my assets as much as possible, but now it's obviously a race against time."
Tang Xi suddenly remembered that his father was going to hold a concert tonight which was said to be unprecedented in the history of classical music, and would also have a world tour afterwards. Could it be that his mother wanted to "take advantage of the situation"?
No, even if her father insisted on suing, Tang Xi felt that he would be hurting himself while hurting the enemy. A light bulb went off in her head, and she suddenly remembered Qiao Tian and her daughter who had visited her yesterday.
The mother was not surprised at all, and was even able to directly tell some inside information.
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Yu Ji's words confirmed Tang Xi's guess.
"Tang Guangyao seemed to think I knew nothing, so he never hid financial documents from me. I knew that if I tried to get more, or if I tried to disgust him, I might end up losing more."
Tang Xi couldn't help but give a thumbs up to his calm mother.
She knew something about how much her father's half of the property was without even asking about the family's financial situation. It was definitely a fortune that would make anyone excited.
"Mom, there is no warrior in this world who knows what it means to break an arm better than you." Tang Xi said.
"Thank you for the compliment." Yu Ji accepted it calmly.
Lu Yao racked his brains to figure it out, so he asked directly, "Even if Tang Guangyao has to pay Qiao Tian's family tens of millions, I don't think it's a fatal blow. Besides, I heard at the hospital that his concert tonight is sold out. Is it possible that he will lose money?"
It is no exaggeration for Lu Yao to say that the film was a hit.
On his way back tonight, Tang Xi saw advertisements posted on many bus stops related to his concert, and almost all the teachers and students in the school were talking about it.
"I heard that many big names in the music industry will go to Louis's concerts."
"After all, this is a concert where I can hear his ten latest pieces firsthand. I paid a huge price to get a back-row ticket."
"Also, after the concert, every audience member with a VIP ticket will get to talk to him for at least three minutes. If I could buy one, I would also like to go."
There were also many teachers and classmates who tried to get tickets through Tang Xi, but she just dealt with them with a smile.
Only Teacher Xu, who used to act in front of students, now sneered at Tang Guangyao in front of Tang Xi.
"A bunch of people who only know how to follow trends, do they know what real music is? Tang Guangyao wrote his own music - it's hilarious."
As for Tang Xi herself, she thought her father was perfect when she was a child. Later, when she found out that he was a bad person, she never doubted his piano skills.
Now.
Oh my God, a guy whose famous songs are all plagiarized - Teacher Xu is right, does he know what real music is?
She knew better than anyone that although her father was incredibly famous, he had not released a song that received rave reviews since "Question". Instead, many people criticized his songs as being too artificial. At most, some passages were picked out to praise his talent as much as before.
My father scoffed at the critics who gave him a bad review.
"They think my music is not good. It's simply because it's too advanced and they can't appreciate it."
Tang Xi also understood the subjectivity of music. Before doubting the other party's ability, she first considered whether it was really because she could not understand the so-called "timeless" music.
Now, she even began to doubt how many notes in those passages that received praise were connected by his own hands, and whether they were all stolen from the music score written by her mother.
There is nothing wrong with their comments. My father is just a vulgar person who doesn't understand music and only cares about fame and fortune.
However, no matter how untrue my father's title as a music master is, there are still many people who only care about popularity and not ability, and are willing to follow his reputation and get to know musicians who also only care about reputation and not works.
They stick together and make the atmosphere of the whole circle extremely hot. Tang Xi hates this, but cannot deny that they can indeed make a profit from it.
Could it be that the mother has done something?
Tang Xi didn't think his mother was wrong at all, he just hoped that she wouldn't be attacked by brainless people. After all, his father did have quite a few extreme fans.
She was worried, but she didn't expect that the pit was dug by her father for himself.
During the meal, the family couldn't help but turn on the TV to watch the live broadcast of the concert.
Tang Xi said without exaggeration that even a person with outstanding literary talent might not be able to embellish his music with flowers, and it would be enough to describe it as mediocre.
Many of the musicians photographed on the scene looked unhappy, and afterwards, at the meeting that was supposed to be packed with people, there were only half as many VIPs as there were.
Jiang Shumo is a writer. Her wealthy family supports her money-losing hobby. She publishes her favorite realistic novels at her own expense without considering profits.
She recently finished reading the comic work "The Female Pianist" written by a friend in the industry many years ago, and was also inspired to write a novel about female musicians.
Before choosing her partner, she took the trouble to research the so-called "music circle" and always felt that Tang Guangyao did not live up to his reputation. However, her best friend did not believe her and insisted that she had never heard him perform live. How could she say that such a soulful teacher like Tang had no musical skills?
Jiang Shumo was speechless. She didn't want to comment on the "affection" or agree with the "level". She decided to use the facts to show her bestiality and collected two VIP tickets at the door.
The person who issued the ticket was a middle-aged woman who was willing to mortgage her ID card named "Wang Lanhua".
As a result, she was stood up by her friend, and she forced herself to stick her butt to the chair in order to spend 200,000 yuan in one night.
A few hours passed, and her only thought was to shout, "Fuck you Tang Guangyao, give me back my money!"
She decided to squeeze every last cent out of the ticket. After listening to the hypocritical words of the previous "number one music critic," she sat down in front of Tang Guangyao with a sullen look on her face.
"Hello, I'm the writer Jiang Shumo. My friends always say your music is out of this world, so I spent over a hundred thousand dollars on a ticket today, so I had to come and listen to your concert."
Tang Guangyao's heart was in turmoil. The appearance of the beautiful girl made him complacent. When he thought of Yu Ji and Lin Shuangxue's expressions at the moment, he felt a sense of pleasure in his chest.
But the beautiful girl had a serious expression. Could it be that the visitor had bad intentions?
His heart, which had been twitching frequently tonight, suddenly began to beat harder. After hearing what she said, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She bought his ticket at a high price, so it seemed that she was his fanatical fan.
Oh, Yu Ji and Lin Shuangxue, you guys watch out, he said there are many beautiful women who like him, he stretched out his hand towards Jiang Shumo, looking like a modest gentleman,
"It's Miss Shumo. I've had the pleasure of reading your work. It's very well written."
Jiang Shumo raised an eyebrow, but didn't shake his hand. He just sat there casually. "Really? Mr. Tang actually reads about feminism. What an unexpected hobby. Since we have some time today, why don't you elaborate on it?"
Feminism? Is it the kind of unrealistic feminism like Yu Ji's, who thinks highly of herself and doesn't want to take care of her husband and children, but wants to turn the world upside down?
If he had known that what she wrote was such a stupid thing, he would not have read it.
He placed his hand on his heart, which was aching more and more, and smiled without changing his expression. "Miss Shumo, although I also want to discuss whether your unsupported ideals are correct, I don't think it's appropriate given today's situation."
Jiang Shumo was not polite at all. He took out his business card and placed it on the table. "Okay, we'll discuss the issue of feminism when Mr. Tang has a chance. You're welcome to contact me at any time."
Before Tang Guangyao could breathe a sigh of relief, Jiang Shumo smiled and said, "Today, let's talk about the concert."
Tang Guangyao was ready to be praised, and his heartbeat had just calmed down.
The next second——
Jiang Shumo frowned, slammed his hands on the table and said angrily,
"I don't think you have any passion for music. You claim to be meticulously original, but the music you performed all night was incredibly perfunctory, not even as good as some high school student's work. Oh—and this high school student also includes your former self. With all due respect, if this is your true level, there's no need to go on a national tour. Otherwise, you'll probably be sued by the Industry and Commerce Bureau for false advertising."
“You, you, you—”
Tang Guangyao suddenly stood up and pointed at Jiang Shumo, his face turning pale and then purple.
Jiang Shumo hated men who got angry when she heard a few truths. Usually, they liked to pester her. She stood up and was about to leave, but as she expected, the man really started to pester her.
Along with the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, a high school boy not far away screamed: "You damn bitch."
He rushed over and knocked her aside, then shouted at the 'corpse' on the ground: "Dad, wake up quickly, I am Yang Zong."
The reporter worked all night and rushed out the first newspaper the next morning. Her name was firmly entangled with the other party.
"Tang Guangyao was so angry at Jiang Shumo that he fainted!"
Jiang Shumo sneered and directly posted the truth he found out last night on the Internet.
"Don't put all the blame on me. He didn't get sick because of me. He got sick because he wanted a son so badly, so he took Viagra all the time, which caused heart problems. His lips turned purple several times during the concert. If anyone thinks I'm lying, they can watch the live broadcast to verify it."
The Internet is developing at a rapid pace, and things are fermenting at the speed of light. On a foreign software called "Twitter", an entry quickly topped the hot search list.
'Tang Guangyao's impotence'
Tang Xi held the newspaper in both hands and couldn't help thinking, isn't it true that his father got what he wished for and became world famous?
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