Chapter 054: Entertainment Industry Waste 2
Jian Ziyan came to the bathroom and took off the clothes that were stuck with the solidified blood with great difficulty, his body trembling with pain.
But he just frowned, feeling fortunate that perhaps because his body temperature was too low, the blood had stopped flowing out, otherwise he wouldn't know what to use to block it.
He turned on the water and quickly wiped the blood off his skin with the cold water. He then put the dirty bandage back on. After making sure that no blood would seep out, he put on a clean piece of clothing.
From this perspective, apart from the fact that there is almost no blood on his face, he looks no different from a normal person. Dad shouldn't be able to find any fault with him.
Jian Ziyan scooped up cold water with his hands and washed his face several times, then raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror.
Drops of water slowly flowed down his soft jawline, and his eyes began to look strange.
The eyes that had been lifeless just now suddenly became lively. He listened with his ears tilted, his expression changing, as if he heard someone talking to him in the void.
What’s even more frightening is that he actually answered, “It’s okay, mom. Yes, I’ve already eaten and I have to go on a press conference tomorrow. Being a star is so tiring.”
His tone was soft and light, just like a very ordinary scene of a child acting coquettishly to his mother.
There was no one else in the bathroom except himself.
He was silent for a while, as if the invisible man said something again. He pouted and said unwillingly: "I know, I will take the work seriously, don't worry."
I don’t know what he heard, but a slightly shy but very happy smile appeared on his face. He looked at himself smiling in the mirror, and as he looked, the curve of his lips gradually dropped.
He looked at himself in the mirror for a few seconds with an expressionless face, and then shuddered as if he had just woken up.
"Why am I still in here?" He muttered to himself in panic, grabbing a towel and quickly wiping the water off his face. "I have to get out of here quickly. Dad will be mad if I delay too long."
…
When Jian Ziyan came to the living room, he heard two people talking before he even walked in.
"Ayao, this is indeed a great achievement. The Granston Piano Competition has never had such a young champion, and you are an Oriental. This way, your international reputation will become as high as the sun, which is very beneficial to your future development." Jian Yuze's voice was gentle and kind, and he looked like a good teacher who was thinking about his students. "Next, you should strike while the iron is hot and seize this opportunity to develop piano well. There will be concerts next, right? Although the title of the best actor is also very loud, compared with the international piano master, the road is still too narrow."
Hearing this kind voice, Jian Ziyan subconsciously wanted to shiver, and then he heard Yin Yao's voice.
"I know, teacher. I will not focus on the entertainment industry in the future. My heart is only devoted to the piano. I will definitely not miss this opportunity to develop myself."
When facing Jian Yuze, there was no trace of arrogance in Yin Yao's tone, and it was even a bit gentle, which shows how much he values and respects Jian Yuze.
After all, Jian Yuze is his mentor and even more so his mentor. Without Jian Yuze, it can be said that there would be no him today. He would probably still be struggling in the ups and downs of the entertainment industry, and would be far from his dream of standing on the stage of an international piano competition.
Therefore, Yin Yao respected Jian Yuze very much, and could even be said to regard him as his own father.
"That's great." A hint of displeasure and viciousness flashed across Jian Yuze's eyes, but Yin Yao lowered his head and didn't see it. He immediately returned to his normal demeanor and tone, "I knew you were an ambitious and promising kid, and you will definitely not disappoint me. There is no one in the piano world who is more talented than you, you must cherish your talent."
Yin Yao said: "It's just that teacher, there is someone I care about very much."
Jian Yuze: “Oh?”
"You just said that I'm the youngest champion of the Granston Piano Competition, but that's not true." Yin Yao's voice was somewhat yearning. "This time I went to Haishengke to participate in the competition, and I was honored to meet Master Granston himself. According to the master, a few years ago there was also an Oriental who participated in the competition and defeated pianists from all over the world. He had already won the championship, but I don't know why he didn't show up at the final award ceremony, so the championship that year was awarded to the second place."
When he said these words, he didn't notice that Jian Yuze's expression suddenly stiffened. At the same time, Jian Ziyan, who was hiding nearby, also reacted greatly.
Jian Ziyan took a step back suddenly and accidentally touched the vase behind him. If he hadn't been quick-eyed and quick-handed, this expensive antique vase would have been shattered to pieces.
The noise he made successfully attracted the two people in the living room to notice him, and they looked over at the same time.
Jian Yuze looked at him with warning eyes, while Yin Yao's gaze remained calm and indifferent, as if he was looking at a dead object.
"Since you're here, what are you hiding there for? Come over and sit down." Jian Yuze said.
"Yes... Dad." Jian Ziyan timidly walked to the sofa and sat down in the corner farthest from them.
Yin Yao was not surprised by his behavior. Although the teacher loved his child very much, the child was really useless. He could not play the piano, and his family spent a lot of money to let him enter the entertainment industry, but he could not do anything. Not only that, he also caused a lot of trouble. This time he caused such a big mess, so it was understandable that the teacher's attitude was harsh.
Jian Ziyan was so bad that only his teacher could barely keep him under control.
Therefore, Yin Yao just glanced at him and continued to talk to Jian Yuze: "Master Granston said that the champion who didn't get to the stage to receive the award was only about ten years old at the time, and he was a peerless genius."
Jian Ziyan lowered his head, staring intently at his twisted fingers. If he hadn't used all his reason to control himself, he would probably have shown a strong reaction.
Jian Yuze glanced at his direction casually, pretending to be surprised and said, "What? When did such a genius appear in the piano world? I have never heard of it. That year, Xiaoyan was just at a mischievous age, and his mother was seriously ill. I really couldn't spare the time to pay attention to these things."
Hearing him mention his mother, Jian Ziyan bit his lips hard.
Yin Yao stood in awe and said with understanding, "Thank you for taking care of your young son and your seriously ill wife at the same time. Teacher, you have worked so hard."
Jian Yuze shook his head as if relieved: "My wife passed away that year. I am very glad now that I gave up my job to be with her during her last days."
Piano master Jian Yuze retired at the peak of his career to take care of his seriously ill wife, which has become a legend around the world.
Jian Ziyan almost bit his lips until they bled. He wanted to stand up and yell something, but his long-standing habit made him remain silent and say nothing.
"If I calculate, if that genius is still alive, he should be around 18 years old." Yin Yao's dark pupils lit up, "If I can find him in person and have a fair fight with him, then I can say that I won the championship properly."
Jian Ziyan quickly raised his eyes to glance at him, with a bright light in his eyes.
"It's been □□ years, that kid must have stopped practicing piano a long time ago." Jian Yuze said, "If he really wanted to pursue this path, he would definitely not have given up on going on stage to receive the award. You should stop thinking about such an illusory person and focus more on your current opponents."
"Maybe." Yin Yao's face showed a genuine regret for not having learned the skill earlier. He was obviously looking forward to competing with that genius, but he had to admit that Jian Yuze was right. He could only sigh, "What a pity. At that time, I couldn't even touch the piano."
"Now you have touched it, and you have touched it very well." Jian Yuze said with a smile, "You are the teacher's pride. If Xiaoyan can be half as successful as you, I, as a father, will be satisfied."
Even if Yin Yao disliked Jian Ziyan, he would not show it in front of Jian Yuze. He said: "If the piano path doesn't work, try other paths. There must be a way."
Jian Ziyan, who was mentioned by them, kept his head down, almost breaking his fingers.
"Speaking of this..." Jian Yuze frowned and pretended to be unhappy and scolded, "Xiao Yan, why did I ask you to come down? Go and apologize to your brother Yin Yao!"
When he looked at Yin Yao, his benevolent expression returned to normal: "This child is really ignorant. The older he gets, the more he disobeys discipline. He caused such a big mess yesterday and even got angry and refused to be hospitalized. Today, he slept until this time. This is simply outrageous."
Yin Yao couldn't help but give Jian Yuze face, so even though Jian Ziyan's shocking stab yesterday had pushed him to the forefront, he couldn't say much at this time.
Jian Yuze did not let Jian Ziyan go. Seeing that Jian Ziyan did not move, he could not help but emphasize his tone: "Why don't you come quickly?"
Jian Ziyan shrank his shoulders slightly, slowly stood up, walked in front of Yin Yao, and spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito.
"Brother Yin Yao, I'm sorry."
"Ayao, Xiaoyan really went too far in this matter. I won't ask you how you punish him." Jian Yuze showed a look of reluctance, but had to be ruthless. "You are all my children. I can't favor one over the other."
Seeing him like this, how could Yin Yao really punish Jian Ziyan? He just nodded slightly, as if accepting his apology.
"There's just one thing I don't quite understand." Yin Yao asked sincerely, his eyes falling on Jian Ziyan inquiringly, "Why did you do this?"
Jian Ziyan trembled and subconsciously looked at Jian Yuze.
Jian Yuze's face darkened, he looked at Jian Ziyan with a warning look and shook his head slightly.
Jian Ziyan quickly lowered his head: "...for no reason."
No reason? What kind of answer is that?
It couldn't be that he suddenly went crazy and ran up to him during his award ceremony and committed suicide in front of him, right?
Yin Yao frowned, his eyes darkened: "At that time, did you want to commit suicide or kill me?"
Jian Ziyan didn't know how to answer this sharp question. He couldn't tell the truth now, because he didn't know what his father would do... As a last resort, Jian Ziyan looked to Jian Yuze for help again.
His look of seeking help caused Guang Yin Yao to misunderstand successfully.
He retracted his inquiring gaze and said, "Since you don't want to talk about it, forget it. The public opinion company will handle it. I will just pretend that it never happened. Teacher, don't worry about it."
When Yin Yao wasn't looking, Jian Yuze glanced at Jian Ziyan with a cold and grim look in his eyes.
The Buddha wanted to skin him alive.
But his face showed an expression of disappointment: "Why else? It's just... Oh, I blush when I say this. In fact, Xiaoyan has always been jealous of you. He is my son but has no talent for piano. He thinks that you have taken away my love. This child, his mother died early, and his mind is a bit extreme. He did such a foolish thing when he was jealous. Ah Yao, it's the teacher's fault for not disciplining you. The teacher apologizes to you."
"Teacher, you can't do that." Yin Yao immediately stopped Jian Yuze from bending down, "Everyone can see how much you love him. If he still can't understand, then that's his fault, not the teacher's."
"That's what I said... But as a parent, how could I want to see my child being so stubborn?" Jian Yuze sighed and looked at Yin Yao with a guilty look, "I think he really wanted to hit you at that time, but he didn't have the courage, so he stabbed himself. After all, the teacher is sorry for you in this matter. I will definitely let Xiaoyan hold a press conference to explain this matter to the media."
Yin Yao pondered in his heart. Although Song Ji said that the company would resolve the public opinion issue, it would indeed be more appropriate if the person involved came out in person to clarify the matter.
So he nodded: "Then I'll trouble you, teacher."
As the person who was criticized by them from beginning to end, Jian Ziyan could only stand there blankly, listening with a pale face.
Hearing this, he looked up in panic: "Press conference? What do I need to...say...?"
The truth behind this cannot be told in front of the media, so how can he clarify it?
"This kid, how could he be so ignorant." Jian Yuze glared at him, "Of course you should clarify to the media that you wanted to attack A Yao out of jealousy, not because A Yao did anything to you that made you deliberately retaliate."
"I... am jealous of Brother Yin Yao...?" Jian Ziyan was stunned.
Yin Yao felt that this arrangement was very pertinent. He had always known how jealous Jian Ziyan was of him, otherwise he would not have confronted him head-on, like a piece of taffy that could not be thrown away. So this retribution was what he deserved.
As an insider, he certainly knew that once Jian Ziyan publicly admitted that he wanted to kill someone out of jealousy, his career would be completely ruined.
But what does that have to do with him?
He just asked for it.
"I'm jealous of Brother Yin Yao..." Jian Ziyan repeated this sentence softly. He didn't dare to say anything else in front of Jian Yuze. His eyes gradually turned red.
His tearful eyes and elf-like beautiful appearance were enough to arouse anyone's pity. Even Yin Yao, who was as cold as an iceberg, couldn't help but pause his gaze on his face.
The visit was over and Yin Yao stood up to say goodbye.
Jian Yuze sent him away with a genial smile on his face. As he turned around, his expression instantly turned gloomy, faster than a face-changing magic trick.
"Why are you crying in front of Yin Yao?" he asked coldly, "Are you trying to ruin my show on purpose?"
Jian Ziyan shrank back, not daring to retreat or refute, but just shook his head desperately.
He watched Jian Yuze approach him, his thin back bent stiffly, making him look even smaller, and he looked timid.
"Based on what you just said, you should tell the media that you must take all the responsibility on yourself no matter what, and don't make such a big mistake again." Jian Yuze stared at him, "Do you understand what I mean?"
"I... understand." Jian Ziyan said in a low voice, "I won't let them doubt Dad."
"This is my son. Think about it, everything you have is given by me. If I fall, who will take care of your life and let you enjoy the treatment like this little prince, right?" Jian Yuze's voice is persuasive, "In short, it is Yin Yao who forced you to take this step. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't do this, and you wouldn't be forced to explain these things to the media, right? If it weren't for him, you can still be a big star safely."
Jian Ziyan lowered his head so that Jian Yuze could not see the look in his eyes.
He was always so cowardly and timid, but Jian Yuze didn't care. He stroked Jian Ziyan's soft short hair and said, "The press conference will be held tomorrow morning. You don't have to go back to the darkroom tonight. But don't blame Dad for not telling you in advance. If you say something you shouldn't say, Dad will be very angry."
Jian Ziyan didn't say anything. Jian Yuze was already used to his silence. He felt that Jian Ziyan couldn't cause any trouble at all, so he left and went back to his room.
But in his heart, his contempt for Jian Ziyan grew even stronger.
When he first saw the news, he thought that this kid had burst out with some courage and could kill Yin Yao in one fell swoop. But it turned out that the knife was pointed at himself. What a coward.
What can you expect from such a useless waste?
Jian Ziyan watched him leave, then carefully relaxed his tense shoulders.
His wound was painful, his stomach was hungry, and his body felt very tired and uncomfortable.
Returning to his room, he lifted the quilt and snuggled in, making a bulge in the quilt. After a while, he took out his mobile phone and turned on the screen.
He typed bit by bit, the light from the screen illuminating his serious features. As he typed, he suddenly thought of something. The corners of his lips turned downwards, and he almost cried, but he held back, wiped his eyes casually, and continued typing.
He kept typing for a long, long time until his body could no longer hold on and he fell asleep again.
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The next day, the Jian family's car took Jian Ziyan to the press conference. As soon as he got out of the car, he was surrounded by a surge of reporters and police.
"Jian Ziyan, may I ask what exactly were you thinking at that time?"
"Jian Ziyan, may I ask why you want to be in purple sand in that kind of situation?"
"Jian Ziyan, did you specifically choose Yin Yao's award ceremony to present Zisha? Was it because of the rumors that you two have been at odds for a long time?"
Jian Ziyan was stunned. His manager was trying hard to separate these people, shouting, "Make way! Make way! All the questions you want to ask will be answered at the press conference later!"
Although he was clearing the obstacles, the agent had no intention of protecting Jian Ziyan, so he was squeezed several times and his head was hit by a huge camera.
Jian Ziyan knew that his company had already reached an agreement with his father, and this time they must have decided to give up on him completely, so he didn't say anything and just endured it silently.
His face was pale, and there were dark circles under his eyes. It was obvious that he was in very bad condition, but no one cared about his physical condition. They only cared about the eye-catching news.
Finally, they overcame all difficulties and arrived at the press conference. Yin Yao had not arrived yet, so Jian Ziyan instinctively sat in the middle seat.
After all, this press conference was held in his name, and his purpose was to say that he wanted to do something dangerous because he was jealous of Yin Yao, but he couldn't do it in the end, so he could only kill himself to destroy Yin Yao.
Just like every time before, he poured all the dirty water on himself and hid the real murderer. This was the meaning of his existence.
As Jian Ziyan thought about this, his fingers placed on the stage began to tremble unconsciously.
This time is different from the past. In the past, he just let people accuse him and didn't respond. But this time, he had to say it clearly that he was jealous and hated Brother Yin Yao. Once he said it, it would never be the same again...
He could never get close to Brother Yin Yao again, and could never talk to him again. As soon as he got close, both Brother Yin Yao himself and the people around him would drive him away as if he were a virus or plague.
No matter what it was, he probably couldn't tell it to Brother Yin Yao anymore...
The more Jian Ziyan thought about it, the more panicked he became. His heart began to beat violently, causing the wound on his chest that had not yet healed to begin to ache.
In order to ease this intense anxiety, he took out his cell phone, lowered his head and started typing under the table.
He was so focused on typing that he didn't even hear Yin Yao enter.
Sensing a clear scent of cold pine fragrance coming down beside him, Jian Ziyan looked to the side with wide eyes as if frightened.
Yin Yao just sat down and reflexively looked in his direction and at the interface of the mobile phone in his hand.
Of course, he was not interested in what Jian Ziyan was doing. He just took a quick glance and immediately looked away, so he could only vaguely see that it was the interface of a chat software.
He looked at Jian Ziyan's face indifferently, and this glance made his eyes pause slightly.
Although her face looked terrible, the wide-open look of her beautiful eyes filled with mist… made him inexplicably think of a little rabbit lost in the woods.
This thought flashed through Yin Yao's mind, and then he put it behind his mind.
He had never noticed that Jian Ziyan's appearance was so outstanding before, but no matter how beautiful his appearance was, it would be useless for a person with a black heart.
"Now that everyone is here, the press conference will begin now."
The agent cleared his throat, and as the atmosphere quieted down, he said, "Now we will start with the spokesperson's speech. Please keep quiet. After the speech, there will be time for reporters to ask questions."
Having said that, the reporters were very cooperative.
In an instant, all the cameras rushed towards Jian Ziyan. In order to dig out this big news as soon as possible, countless flashes flashed wildly, reflecting on his already pale face.
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