Chapter 164 Regarding Ying Luwei's Abandonment of Miss Zijing [3 Updates]
She was still wearing the dress she wore for the performance, and her hairstyle and makeup were unchanged.
But her facial features were all distorted together, which was completely inconsistent with the peaceful and idyllic persona she had created.
Weibo traffic is high in the evening, and many netizens rush to follow the gossip.
They were stunned when they saw the irrefutable evidence.
What's with cutting electrical wires with scissors? This... is it just insane jealousy???
[Holy crap, that's terrifying! A female ghost? And she calls herself a beautiful pianist? What pianist looks like that?]
So what if my apprentice plays better than me? Shouldn't I be proud of that?
[To the person upstairs, you don't know, that person isn't actually her apprentice at all, but she shamelessly claimed she taught her, and now she's been exposed.]
Soon, a netizen summarized it in one paragraph.
Here's what happened: Ying Luwei set an exorbitant ticket price for her concert and told her fans that she would have her niece perform.
This niece had been harassed online by her fans several times. At first, nothing happened, but later they even sent her fans to jail.
Fans particularly disliked her niece, and when they learned that her niece was coming, they all mocked her, telling her not to embarrass herself.
But now it seems that, for someone like Zhuo Lanhan to utter the words "insulting the piano," it's not a question of who is truly shameful.
While watching the online concert, Ying Luwei, speaking from experience, did not play "Sun and Moon"; instead, it was her "apprentice" who played it.
Most importantly, they not only played "Sun and Moon," but also two other pieces by Vera Hall. I need some peace and quiet.
Netizens may not have memories, but the internet does.
Some netizens also took screenshots from Ying Luwei's Weibo posts, compiled them together, and posted them online.
Especially that one line—
Luvie is going to play "Sun and Moon". Are you going to play "Holy War" or "Song of Florence" or both?
[Hilarious! Why do Ying Luwei's fans always seem to get what they ask for? I wonder if their faces are even okay?]
The funniest part is that their idol was handing a knife to someone else, who then used it to stab their own fan.
[With this, how can they still be fans?]
The commotion on Weibo grew louder and louder, and since the fans were involved, they naturally couldn't have missed it.
What awaited them was a devastating blow, leaving them completely stunned.
[@TopGossipmongerV: Another kind passerby has brought in some juicy gossip, and I'll continue sharing it with you.]
This time, what's attached below is an audio recording.
"Stop talking. I'm really fed up with my fans. They're all idiots. If they weren't crazy enough to cause trouble on Ying Zijing's Weibo, would I have to quit the internet?"
"It's so-so, though. These elementary and middle school students are so easy to brainwash. They believe any marketing they get. Tsk, they're so stupid."
This is Ying Luwei's voice.
There are also identification diagrams below the recording.
This Weibo post truly triggered a massive exodus of fans.
Inside the Shanghai Grand Hall.
Ying Luwei's agent watched helplessly as the hashtag #massunsinkingandturningontocriticism# trended at number one.
In the super topic, there was a huge scene of fans leaving.
This time, not a single one will be spared.
I couldn't hold back my tears last night, it was so painful. We fought tooth and nail for her, and she treated us fans like fools!
[It's all fake. Her persona is fake, her piano skills are fake, even her usual concern for us is fake!!!]
[In her eyes, we're just like leeks, harvested one crop after another. I couldn't attend the concert because I had class that evening, so I bought ten online tickets. Haha, what a waste.]
Ying Luwei was unaware of everything that was happening online.
She slumped onto the piano bench, too weak to even stand up.
She saw the renowned pianists she had invited, their gazes cold and disgusted.
I also saw her loyal fans, who didn't even want to look at her when they left.
Ying Luwei's hands and feet were ice-cold. She looked up shakily and stared at the girl, her eyes red: "You did it on purpose...you did it on purpose!"
No wonder Ying Zijin agreed to her request; she was waiting for her!
Ying Zijing didn't give Ying Luwei another look. She took the coat that Fu Yunshen handed her and went downstairs.
Then, the four waiters carried the golden piano away again.
“Luvi…” The agent walked up to her, his voice weary, “This time, there’s absolutely no way.”
He placed his phone in front of Ying Luwei so she could look at Weibo.
[@嬴露薇V, you trash, I'm going to sue you for fraud, just you wait!]
[@嬴露薇V, just consider me blind to have ever liked such a vicious woman like you.]
[@嬴露薇V, I heard you have hemophilia? A socialite from a wealthy family, swindling money from students, I hope you get rid of the disease soon.]
Upon seeing the exposé on Weibo, Ying Luwei's eyes widened in shock, and she shrieked, "What is this? Quick! Delete it right now!"
How could there be a recording of these private conversations she only shared with her manager?!
“Luvi, it’s no use.” The agent shook her head helplessly. “Your fans have all left, and they’re even going to file a petition to sue you for fraud.”
He sighed, his legs feeling weak.
Ying Luwei is the top socialite in Shanghai, and all sorts of forces are protecting her. Who would have thought that this day would come?
Moreover, everything happened at the same time.
That's rather strange.
The agent had a vague premonition that the real event was yet to come.
**
Outside the meeting hall.
The fans were too ashamed to stay any longer and all left.
"Dad Ying, you're awesome." Xiu Yu gave a thumbs up. "I thought you were just going to play one song randomly, but you played three in a row."
Ying Zijing yawned: "Satisfy them."
She was really just playing randomly.
The diviner does not calculate for himself.
If she had known this day would come, she wouldn't have written it in the first place.
"Young lady," Zhuo Lanhan said with a kind smile as she approached from the other side, "Do you have time to chat?"
Ying Zijin nodded, but before she could speak, a roar rang out.
"Old Lady Zhuo!" Sheng Qingtang rushed over. "Don't try to take her from me. This is a decision made by our Chinese Calligraphy Artists Association. You're not allowed to touch her."
"Who do we have here? It's you, you old rascal." Zhuo Lanhan glanced at him and smiled slightly. "Don't forget, you were the one who specifically told me to come here."
Sheng Qingtang was furious.
His original intention was just to find someone to support the little miracle doctor, but who knew it would turn out like this?
He had known Zhuo Lanhan for many years and knew clearly that she was always gentle, but when she got tough, no one could stop her.
"No, no!" Berg exclaimed urgently. "How did it become your calligraphy association? This belongs to our Royal Academy of Arts."
"Get out, get out! What business is it of yours, you foreigner?" Another one joined in, and Sheng Qingtang became even angrier. "Don't you have any in Europe? You're robbing us Chinese!"
"So what? Music knows no borders."
Bart was dumbfounded.
His God.
He finally understood why Berg had dragged him along; it turned out he really was trying to steal him.
"Teachers, please don't rush." Fu Yunshen raised his hand. "It's too late today. There's a celebration banquet tomorrow. If you don't mind, you can come. We'll talk about it then."
Sheng Qingtang wanted to say something more, but seeing that Ying Zijin was about to fall asleep, he didn't say anything more.
“You old rascal, just you wait,” Berg said. “I’m calling my other colleagues right now.”
Fu Yunshen lifted the girl's head off his shoulder and said, "Yaoyao, let's go home and sleep."
Ying Zijing's phoenix eyes were misty, and her voice was soft: "Yes, you can take me—"
Fu Yunshen paused for a moment, then looked up, his expression already composed: "There are too many people."
Ying Zijin pressed her head.
Oh no, I'll have to walk by myself again.
"Let's go, let's go." Old Master Zhong felt so happy that even the pigs looked pleasing to the eye. "I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow."
"Zijin!" Zhong Manhua finally came to her senses, and she panicked a little. "Zijin, wait for Mom."
Surrounded by a group of people, the girl quickly disappeared around the corner.
They didn't even leave a trace of their backs.
Zhong Manhua felt even more regretful, and her heart and lungs still ached as if they were being stabbed with needles.
She pursed her lips, called the driver, and returned to the Ying family's old residence.
**
The next day.
Early in the morning, Zhong Manhua got up in the villa where she was the only owner, still feeling dizzy.
What happened yesterday had a huge impact on her.
Both Berg and Shengqingtang are masters in their respective fields; they are the kind of people you couldn't invite even if you asked them to, unless they themselves were willing.
But now, they almost came to blows over Ying Zijing.
Zhong Manhua was completely unable to calm down until the housekeeper knocked on the door with a letter.
“Madam, someone has delivered a letter, saying it concerns…” He paused before continuing, “…the Second Miss.”
Zhong Manhua perked up: "Give it to me."
The butler hesitated for a moment before handing it over.
He had assumed that the lady would not even glance at the Second Miss when she heard her name.
What happened this time...?
But the steward couldn't interfere in his master's affairs, so he just stood by.
Zhong Manhua eagerly opened the letter.
She was convinced that it must have been written by one of Sheng Qingtang's associates.
No matter what, the Ying family is Ying Zijing's home.
Zhong Manhua took the letter out of the envelope and read only one sentence.
Regarding the matter of Miss Ying Luwei stealing Miss Ying Zijing and throwing her away back then—
The revenge against the scum is in progress, now I'm asking for monthly votes~
The weather has been changing a lot lately, remember to keep your babies warm.
(End of this chapter)
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