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With the clarification video ends.

The show resumed live broadcast.

Unfortunately, the show has run out of time.

Reporter Caroline, who had readjusted her mood, was already in front of the camera and read out her closing remarks to the audience present.

As the show ends.

A group of viewers squatting in front of the computer watching the live broadcast finally became excited.

More and more messages were sent directly to the official surfing account of the program team.

"Fuck! I still haven't figured out what happened! Why did the show end!"

"Does anyone know the inside story? Is that kid really performing live? Is there really no fake performance?! God! It's incredible! Such a perfect performance, if I can listen to the live version, I can't imagine how wonderful it would be Enjoy!”

"Where does that kid come from? Does she have a solo concert? Save her butt! Please!"

"However, the child mentioned in the live broadcast just now that she only practiced this great world classic piano three times before reaching the level of performance just now. Isn't that true?"

As soon as this comment came out.

The comment area was quiet for a few seconds.

All the music fans who spoke were afraid to post random comments for a while.

because.

Not long ago, they said that this kid was a fake bomb, and it must be a fake. But not long after, he was severely slapped in the face.

Now, they really don't dare to speak randomly.

but.

If what that kid said is true.

She only practiced three times to reach that level... This kind of talent is really terrifying.

They thought that even if the pianist who composed this piece of music appeared, he would not dare to say that he would know it by heart after playing it three times...

In the comments section, there was a brief silence.

Located in one of Europe's top universities.

The white boy who had just finished watching the live broadcast was already excited. He replayed the live video several times, staring feverishly at the little girl who appeared in the video, and murmured to himself: "Xiao Nian! She It’s Xiaonian!!! I didn’t expect that she is still a musical genius! God! This is so unfair and really jealous!”

This white boy talking to himself and falling into a frenzy is none other than Pete, the mathematics student who met Xiaonian on the island two years ago.

Immediately.

Pete rushed into the official account of the program team, preparing to check the program team's next program preview and see if there was any information about Jiang Xiaonian.

soon.

He noticed that many people left messages in the comment area, saying that Jiang Xiaonian's claim that he had reached the same level of performance after practicing three times must be a boast.

He was unhappy, frowned, and shouted back angrily: "Hey! Brother! Don't use your underdeveloped cerebellum to draw conclusions. Let me tell you, she is not only a musical genius, she is also a mathematical genius! She can solve Come up with a problem that even the mathematics professors in our college can’t solve! There’s no need for her to lie to you if she wants to!”

Pete still underestimated the power of this group of online trolls.

It didn’t take long for his private messages to be exploded by this group of extremists.

Peter snorted with disdain and directly contacted his classmates in the computer department, asking them to take action and directly block the accounts of these guys who rushed into his private messages to insult them.

I saw the background quiet down.

Pete didn't care to continue to scold these trolls. He immediately contacted his mentor and told him that he was coming to Europe as a child!

After being able to see Xiaonian, he thought that the project that his mentor was worrying about would definitely be solved.

When Peter contacted his mentor.

In the lobby of a high-end hotel.

Facing Xiaonian who was still questioning her, she licked her lips and couldn't help but look at her father asking for help.

She is so hungry.

When can we go to eat? She can't wait.

Sensing his daughter's gaze, He Licun calmly stepped forward and took Xiaonian away from the crowd.

The reporters following behind did not give up: "Sir, please don't leave yet. I think I still have some questions that I want to ask this young kid. Can you give me some more time?"

"My little friend, you said just now that you are going to perform at a concert tomorrow. Is that true? Excuse me, when can I see your performance?"

The group of reporters followed not far away.

He was stopped by several subordinates led by Zhao Lingfei.

Zhao Lingfei crossed his arms and looked at the group of reporters and photographers with a grin: "Sorry, please stay."

Yin Xianzong, who had come back to his senses, coughed at this moment and reminded the reporters present with a smile: "I think today's interview will end now. If you still want to interview Xiaonian, you can wait until the concert ends tomorrow. Xiaonian The performance of the year will be on stage tomorrow."

The words fell.

Mr. Yin immediately quickened his pace, bypassed Zhao Lingfei and others, and quickly pursued Mr. He.

The old musicians who followed Mr. Yin also came back to their senses at this moment.

They looked at each other, the expressions in their eyes were quite rich.

to be frank.

The single song "Croatian Rhapsody" is enough to amaze them.

They never expected that this young boy would have an even more exciting performance.

Now, they are really jealous of the old guy Yin Xianzong.

How lucky was he to have such a disciple?

It is said that if you want to be famous in the music industry, you must first have a famous master.

But now.

But they felt it vaguely.

After tomorrow's concert ends, this old guy Yin Xianzong will probably be led by Xiaonian to steal the show in the entire music industry.

Several people couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This old man Yin really came to show off to us today. It's too much! We must kill him tonight!"

"Yes! Tonight, I will order the most expensive red wine!"

Say it.

Several old musicians also quickly followed Yin Xianzong's footsteps.

Behind the human wall formed by several people from Zhao Lingfei.

The silver needle in Jiang Pianzhi's hand had accurately penetrated into the acupuncture point on Ye Minghe's forehead.

After a while, Ye Minghe slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing that the person was awake, Jiang Pianzhi took back the silver needle and stood up again.

Xiaonian, who was held in He Licun's arms, looked at Ye Minghe who had just woken up, and said sweetly: "Uncle, you haven't demonstrated to Nian Nian yet. If uncle feels unwell today, he can demonstrate to Nian Nian tomorrow." Okay, uncle, see you tomorrow."

Hearing Xiaonian's voice, Ye Minghe felt dizzy and almost fainted on the spot.

A thin smile appeared in Jiang Pianzhi's eyes. She coughed and suppressed her smile.

Mr. Yin didn't want to let Ye Minghe go so easily. He stared at him with a smile and deliberately taunted: "Master Ye, if you feel uncomfortable, I don't mind applying to the organizer for you to withdraw from tomorrow's concert. Then, you can perform For the repertoire, let Xiaonian take over. I think the audience might be more interested in it, hahaha, what do you think?"