There aren't many dedicated stand-ins like me.

Qu Shaozheng's playing won the applause of the audience, and those who claim to know how to appreciate music put on a nod, and from time to time made a few comments, but they all commented like this one by one

"I have listened to Modeit's piano music abroad, and I think Qu Shaozheng's level is comparable to Modeit's."

"Oh my God, I didn't expect that I could hear performances of the same level as the master here, so lucky!"

"This is Qu Jingkang's son. I've heard that his son is studying music abroad and is studying under a famous international pianist. Seeing him today is really extraordinary!"

"Qu Jingkang? You gave birth to a good son!"

"By the way, the one next to Mr. Han..."

Some people brought the topic to Fu Ran as they talked.

"I have heard about this a little bit. It is said that Qu Shaozheng is not the child of Qu Jingkang and Meng Yu. Before Qu Jingkang entered the Meng family, he had a marriage and gave birth to twin sons with his ex-wife. After the divorce, Qu Jingkang and his ex-wife each brought a child. .”

"Really, why haven't I heard of this?"

"My wife heard this from someone else. I didn't believe it at first, but now I see the man next to Mr. Han..."

"So how did that person catch up with Boss Han?"

"Maybe Qu Shaozheng introduced it."

Fu Ran listened a lot behind them. He glanced at Qu Jingkang who was talking and laughing happily with the beautiful women, and felt nothing in his heart.

As the saying goes, the road is open to the sky, and each side walks on one side. They haven't met each other in so many years, and they have a fart relationship.

In this regard, he is not as good as Qu Shaozheng, at least Qu Shaozheng can win favor in front of his family, Ms. Fu, without hindrance.

— A plump and crystal-clear cherry was handed to his lips, and without thinking about it, he opened his mouth to suck it in, and his fingertips brushed over his lips.

He raised his head and looked to his side. The tall man's eyes were deep, and the emotions in his eyes were dark and unclear.

The man twirled his fingertips, his voice was low, "Is it delicious?"

"T—上高厶"

A little sour.

"Next time I will let you pick a sweet one."

"How do you know if the one you picked is sweet or sour?"

"I can help you take a bite and try it."

Fu Ran said unhappily: "The cherry is only that big, if you take a bite, it will be gone!"

Mr. Han continued to talk nonsense, "Then what are we going to do, hello you?"

"Huh..." Fu Ran touched his arm, "Please don't say any more, it makes my skin crawl."

Mr. Han shut up.

Fu Ran felt that this kind of charity party was very boring. He was about to ask Mr. Han to leave together, but a familiar voice came from the stage.

"I have a twin brother. I know he has also learned the piano, but I have never heard him play it. I just played one for the party today. My brother will also play one. Good things come in pairs. My brother must Will agree!"

Following Qu Shaozheng's gaze, the camera turned to Fu Ran, and a close-up of Fu Ran's face was also shown on the big screen on the right.

Fu Ran couldn't laugh, he moved his lips with a stiff body, "This younger brother will really find trouble for me, ha ha."

Mr. Han raised his eyelids and glanced at Qu Shaozheng, frowning, and said to Fu Ran, "If you don't want to play, don't play, I will take you away."

"Everyone is watching. If I refuse, it will be a disappointment. This is a charity event. When the news comes out, I don't know how many people will blackmail me. My brother is really naughty."

Fu Ran walked towards Qu Shaozheng while talking.

Qu Shaozheng smiled brightly, clean and pure.

Fu Ran walked up to him, "Isn't it good for my brother to perform alone? Your brother can't play the piano."

Qu Shaozheng said: "My brother is always humble, you are no worse than me at playing the piano."

Fu Ran smirked, "Then you are too ignorant of your own level. I have only learned the piano for more than half a month. How can I compare with your professional and systematic training? If I learn the piano for half a month It can exceed your years of accumulation..."

Fu Ran didn't finish his sentence, but showed disgust on his face.

Qu Shaozheng: "..."

There is a microphone next to the piano, Fu Ran passed Qu Shaozheng to pick up the microphone, and said to the so-called celebrities in the audience: "Since my brother insists on me playing a song, then I'd rather be respectful than obedient, but let me put the ugly words first, I have no professional training, I only learned piano on a whim, I know few repertoires, no skills and no proficiency, just listen to it, don't compare, this is an insult to my brother, right brother?"

A wicked smile flashed across Fu Ran's eyes, and he looked at Qu Shaozheng with interest.

Qu Shaozheng twitched the corners of his mouth, and the smile on his face faded a bit.

"Then, a piece of "Autumn Whispers" is for you all."

Fu Ran bowed, sat down on the stool, and with the lights focused, he began to play. Qu Shaozheng stood where he was, walking or not, feeling extremely embarrassed.

Fu Rancai didn't care what Qu Shaozheng was like, he would be very upset if the other party tricked him into playing the piano.

To hold grudges, you must write them down in a small notebook.

If you take Furan alone, his playing is remarkable, but he really can't compare with Qu Shaozheng. With gems and jade in front, unless it is really amazing, otherwise the sensory enjoyment of people who come later will be greatly reduced , The audience already showed doubts on their faces.

The more this happened, the more relaxed Qu Shaozheng's expression became.

Seeing this, Fu Ran snorted coldly, and kept moving his hands. He continued to play his own, and insisted on playing the piece in its entirety.

The audience was silent.

Fu Ran raised his eyebrows, and said into the microphone: "So I caused you mental pollution?"

"Papapa__"

Sudden applause resounded in the crowd, Fu Ran followed the prestige, and suddenly smiled, spring blossoms.

Mr. Han raised the corners of his lips and nodded to Fu Ran.

Assistant Liu was the second to applaud. He was like a machine, and his clapping movements were very formulaic.

Assistant Liu is an emotional applauding robot.

The third person to applaud is the majestic and domineering Papa Han.

Han's father and son took the lead. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then there was thunderous applause in the next second. They were even more enthusiastic than before.

"Oh." Fu Ran was hypocritically surprised, "It turns out that I'm so popular, it's really embarrassing."

Qu Shaozheng revealed his true emotions for the first time, and he said displeasedly: "They are just looking at the face of the Han family."

"Well, so what, isn't the point that Uncle Han and Mr. Han are willing to support me?" Fu Ran mercilessly stabbed an arrow in Qu Shaozheng's heart.

Qu Shaozheng's face turned pale.

Fu Ran got up, and said leisurely: "The piano has been played, and the limelight is gone, so I will go with Mr. Han first."

Qu Shaozheng clenched his lower lip, staring at Fu Ran's back, "Aren't you going to say hello to Dad?"

Fu Ran didn't turn his head and said: "No, if I pass by, your half-sister will probably run away and kill someone."

The girl had good genes and was very pretty, but she was a bit hostile. He had noticed the unfriendly eyes of the other party a long time ago, but he just pretended not to see them.

He returned to Mr. Han, "Let's go home, it's so boring."

"Yeah." Mr. Han lowered his head to meet his eyes, "You played very well just now."

Fu Ran told the truth, "That's because you have a ten-level filter for me."

"It's only for you."

I don't know why, but when he listens to Mr. Han's swear words now, he actually feels a little secretly happy, um, it's hopeless.

The two left early, and on the way back, Mr. Han got off the car halfway.

Fu Ran asked Assistant Liu, "What is your president doing?"

Assistant Liu said, "I don't know."

Fu Ran imagined, "I guess he might be going to the bathroom."

"I guess the president is going shopping."

Such as flowers, fruits, cakes and the like.

Fu Ran was not convinced, "Come to bet?"

Assistant Liu pushed the frame, "What bet?"

"If I lose, I'll cook you a meal. You bring your own ingredients, and I'll do whatever you bring. I think you have a big appetite. Doesn't your president usually give you enough to eat?"

Assistant Liu was very interested in this, but he still explained a few words for his president, "I am born with a big appetite, and the president has never treated me badly."

Assistant Liu thought for a moment, "Okay."

Fu Ran rubbed his hands expectantly, "I'm sure I'll win."

Assistant Liu recalled the conversation he had with his CEO in the morning, and thought that might not be the case.

Poor Fu Ran didn't know that Assistant Liu cheated, he was still imagining how many people would be shocked by Assistant Liu when he took off his glasses and went to work.

Mr. Han came back 10 minutes later, holding a bouquet of roses in one hand and a box of matcha cupcakes in the other.

"Fuck..."

Mr. Han paused and narrowed his eyes, "Swearing as soon as I come back?"

Fu Ran lay flat on the seat, and said with nothing to love: "You don't know, lose a big meal to Assistant Liu."

Mr. Han gestured to Assistant Liu to explain, and Assistant Liu told them about their bet.

Mr. Han glanced at Assistant Liu, but he didn't expose his cheating.

"You can cook him a meal, but he will also take off his glasses for a week." After speaking, he said to Assistant Liu, "Any comments?"

Assistant Liu shook his head, "No."

Fu Ran looked sympathetic, Assistant Liu was too difficult, he had to take off his glasses if he won the bet, Mr. Han is really bad, hehehehehehehe.

Mr. Han gave him roses and cakes.

Fu Ran hesitated and said, "Is it my birthday?"

"Your birthday is not today."

"Your birthday... oh, it's over, so why are you sending me flowers?"

"I want to send it."

There is nothing wrong with this answer, it is well-founded and convincing.

Fu Ran hugged the flower, "I will give it to you some other day."

It seems that a lot of roses have been planted in the community, and I picked a few secretly at night when no one was paying attention.

Mr. Han stared at Fu Ran for a while, showing fatigue: "I don't need it, don't pick roadside flowers."

Fu Ran was surprised, "You know again?"

Mr. Han sat in and didn't want to answer Fu Ran.

"Let's drive."

Assistant Liu restarted the car.

When the car arrived downstairs in the community, Mr. Han and Fu Ran got out of the car one after another. Mr. Han walked in front, and Fu Ran followed behind.

Then he looked at the rose blooming wantonly in his arms and then at the tall figure of the man, falling into deep thought.