The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot

Chapter 165: 160 Zhong Manhua’s Unprecedented Regret [2 more updates]_2

Fu Yunshen loosened his collar and sat down beside him, elongating his tone, “Skipped a generation?”

Old Master Zhong snorted coldly, looking at the stage ahead without paying him any attention.

The curtain was drawn, revealing the piano that had been set up on the stage.

As the concert began, the barrage of comments on the live stream started to increase.

“Ahhh, I’ve long heard that Luwei’s piano is a Fazioli Brunei, and today I finally see the real thing.”

“This piano is only available in several world-famous concert halls in O continent, our Luwei is really amazing!”

“A conservative estimate, this piano is worth 3 million, only a true socialite from a wealthy family like Luwei could own one, as for someone else, tsk.”

“Warning! Warning! The first three pieces are played by Luwei, and with the introduction and other steps it’s about forty minutes, then it’s that one’s turn.”

Sitting below, Bart originally had no interest in Ying Luwei at all, yawning all the while.

It wasn’t until this piano appeared that he finally perked up a bit.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Next to him sat Zhuo Lanhan and Che Yu, who were both well past their fifties.

Che Yu was also intrigued by this piano, and thus held great expectations for Ying Luwei’s upcoming performance.

But he had only listened to a small section of the first piece when he dozed off out of boredom.

Zhuo Lanhan also frowned after listening to the first section.

The more she listened, the deeper her frown, and her expression grew darker.

It wasn’t until Ying Luwei began the third piece that Zhuo Lanhan could no longer bear it, “This level?”

Those four words jarred the drowsy Che Yu awake, “Ah, Teacher Zhuo, sorry, I fell asleep listening.”

Zhuo Lanhan shook her head, “You’re lucky you slept; otherwise, it would have been a real assault on the ears.”

If it were just ordinary piano practice, the playing level was already very high, and she would not be stingy with her praise.

But this was a pianist!

Zhuo Lanhan could instantly judge Ying Luwei’s piano skills with just a listen.

“Oh.” Che Yu, hearing this, closed his eyes again, “Teacher Zhuo, then I’ll sleep a bit more. I taught students until two in the morning yesterday, I’m a bit tired.”

Zhuo Lanhan nodded, suppressing her emotions to continue listening.

Most of the fans were laymen and were very excited listening.

“It sounds so good, our Luwei really is the next Vera Hall.”

“Emmm to be honest I’m a bit disappointed, I became a fan because Luwei’s piano skills were good, but this time I don’t feel the way I expected at all.”

“To the one in the front, Luwei has been practicing really hard and prepared this concert for us with all her heart, how can you discredit her efforts?”

Ying Luwei played three pieces in one go, her forehead covered in sweat.

After catching her breath for a few moments, she stood up and took the microphone from the host, “Thank you all very much for coming to my concert, and thank you to Teacher Zhuo for coming.”

“However, today is not only my concert, I also want to introduce my niece to everyone with great importance. Ying Family’s Second Miss, Ying Zijin.”

“She has been learning piano with me for a year, though the time is short and she can’t compare with others, but I didn’t want her to miss such a good opportunity to showcase herself, please also give her a chance.”

After these words were spoken, hissing noises arose from the fans below.

Zhuo Lanhan’s expression darkened further, “Do these people not have the decency to listen to a concert?”

Their loud and rude behavior lacked any manners.

She really shouldn’t have come.

However, the commotion didn’t last long, and suddenly all the noise in the hall ceased, with the barrage on the live stream freezing in an instant.

The girl entered from the right side of the stage, unhurried.

She wore a vintage gown from the Imperial Court, simply dressed with no extra embellishments, yet she seemed like a Royal Princess stepping out of an oil painting from the O continent.

The girl walked casually, yet with dignity.

At the moment she looked up, Ying Luwei instantly became just wallpaper.

This was the first time Ying Luwei’s fans were directly confronted with the raw beauty of Ying Zijin.

“…”

The mocking comments in the barrage disappeared without a trace.

Without needing to look, Ying Luwei knew from the expressions of the audience below that her smile was almost impossible to maintain.

Her expensive custom-made dress was not even comparable to Ying Zijin’s black attire.

Below the stage.

Fu Yunshen’s gaze lingered on the girl’s upper body for half a second before quickly moving away.

Miscalculated.

Picked the wrong one.

Hadn’t expected such a conservative dress to be so poorly concealing.

Elder Zhong was bursting with pride, “My granddaughter is truly beautiful.”

In the midst of the awkwardness, Ying Luwei managed to regain her voice, “Xiao Jin, don’t be nervous, just like your aunt taught you before, stay calm to play fluently.”

Ying Zijin didn’t look at her.

Ying Luwei wasn’t annoyed, but looked at her with puzzlement, “Xiao Jin, didn’t you prepare a piano for yourself?”

After a pause, she spoke helplessly, “Your aunt would have prepared one for you if she knew.”

Finally, Ying Zijin glanced at her.

Ying Luwei sighed, “I’m really sorry, this piano is very precious, I really can’t lend it to you. How about you use this spare electric piano here for now?”

The fans watching the live stream finally found a point of breakthrough.

“For real? She doesn’t even have her own piano? Then what’s the point of playing?”

“Of course she can’t borrow it, does she have your playing skills, Luwei? Such an expensive piano, what if she damages it?”

“If she doesn’t have a piano, then she might as well step down, let Luwei continue playing.”

“The quality of the piano does affect the quality of the performance, but it also makes sense, just let her use the electric piano, it’s not like she can play anything good anyway.”

Fu Yunshen raised his hand, pressing the Bluetooth earpiece in his right ear.

He looked at the stage, his gaze indifferent, his voice lowered, “Bring it up.”