What she didn't know was that Lin Jiayin, who was holding the violin, had already fixed her eyes on the person sitting next to her, her eyes full of deep joy. The light made her happy face even brighter and more moving.
Everyone thought she was delighted to be able to perform in her homeland, and there was constant applause.
Another big-name pianist took the stage.
The audience was getting restless again, and someone shouted the slogan "Fang Qinsu Fang Qinsu".
He Xiangyu took out a piece of chewing gum from her pocket, peeled off the candy wrapper and put it in her mouth. This was her plan. It was difficult to make big moves in the concert hall, so she could only make small moves. She would blow a few bubbles at this person later to help Wu Lixuan vent her anger.
Next to her, those sharp eyes had been watching her every strange move as she was peeling the candy wrapper: What did she want to do?
He Xiangyu, who was chewing gum with a bulging mouth, almost swallowed the candy accidentally because of her senior brother's stare.
She had planned and planned, but she hadn't expected Brother Tao to come to the show. She didn't know who arranged for Brother Tao to sit with her. What should she do now? How can she help Li Xuan vent her anger?
(Lin Jiayin, Fang Qinsu: I never thought of letting you two sit together.)
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"You—" Tao Zhijie looked at her for a while, and seeing that she had no intention of spitting out the candy, he reminded her, "Don't forget which school you came from."
I know, I know. Senior Brother Tao is afraid that she will embarrass the National Association in public.
He Xiangyu replied, "I know my limits, Senior Brother." She chewed the candy silently, not as loud as other people's saliva, and did not disturb other people's performances at all. Blowing bubbles was just to let Fang Qinsu see who she was and who was not there, so there was no need to give him face.
Tao Zhijie felt something was wrong, so he turned around and asked her, "Where did you get the ticket?"
Thinking of keeping Li Xuan's secret, He Xiangyu calmed down and asked, "Brother, where did you get the ticket?"
Tao Zhijie was so angry that his lips turned pale. She actually asked him a question that left him at a loss as to how to answer.
Senior brother is not willing to tell you where his ticket came from? He Xiangyu looked at his senior brother's face carefully, trying to find some clues.
Tao Zhijie was stared at by her eyes. He only knew that it was extremely bad to have this junior sister here tonight. He could not even think of listening to the music on the stage. Just being on guard against this junior sister's mischief was enough to make him anxious.
On the stage, Fang Qinsu's performance began and she started blowing bubbles in the audience.
Tao Zhijie seemed to be able to guess what she was trying to do, so he stopped talking to her and turned away.
Her blowing of bubbles seemed to have a great effect. He Xiangyu heard that someone on the stage had played two wrong notes on the piano score, and she was excited: there was hope for revenge for Li Xuan.
Don't believe it? Some people in the audience were saying this.
"Mr. Fang played a wrong measure just now?"
"Maybe it was his first performance after returning home, and he was too nervous."
Otherwise it would be impossible to explain why a person who is hailed as a musical genius would play the wrong music in such an important performance.
It's okay, she blew a few more bubbles and cursed the other party to continue to make mistakes. He Xiangyu blew bubbles hard.
What a pity, in the end the other party only played two bars wrong.
The piano performance ended. Fang Qinsu stood up, turned his face away from the audience, and hurried off the stage.
A bunch of audience members in the audience just thought: "Is he not feeling well tonight?"
The audience's comments about who was sick made Lin Jiayin on the stage nervous. Fortunately, she had put on thick makeup tonight, so no one could see the paleness underneath.
Tao Zhijie stared at her face, looking thoughtful.
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