Bailian's stand-in has collapsed [Transmigration Book]

At the moment when the keys were pressed, the following still fell silent.

Lin Jianqiu touched the keys with his fingertips, but he didn't feel much familiarity.

The original owner started to learn the piano since he was a child, but later he majored in the violin—but even if he switched to the violin, it wouldn’t make much difference now.

The original owner has not practiced the piano for a long time.

Lin Jianqiu, on the other hand, has only learned the guitar, or is it just cramming in order to get close to a certain task object.

But when sitting in front of the piano,? He wouldn't be at a loss.

He has the memory of the original owner when he practiced the piano in the past, so he knows exactly what key to press at what time.

That's all.

The guests below were surprised at first, and then gradually showed mocking and contemptuous expressions.

The song didn't end,? The middle-aged man in formal attire couldn't bear it anymore and stood up abruptly.

"You are sullying art!"

Others also began to whisper in low voices.

The sound of the piano didn't stop, it was still in that unfamiliar tune.

The middle-aged man who made the accusations blushed with anger, and sternly accused Lin Jianqiu of treating art as a child's play.

"In vain, I thought you would be a bit authentic after studying abroad for so many years,? I didn't expect that the standard of a child of how old is not as good, or are you just deliberately fooling us?"

"A person like you who has no reverence for art is not worthy of being called a musician!"

"No, you don't have any talent at all,? You want to call yourself a 'musician',? You might as well hope for a good pregnancy in your next life!"

Lin Jianqiu acted as if he had never heard of it, and kept pressing the keys according to the original rhythm.

If the original owner was here, from the moment Qi Yueze appeared, he might feel ashamed and couldn't stay for a moment.

But Lin Jianqiu didn't care.

He is a man with a clear goal and a thick skin.

His job today is to play this piece.

The reactions of other audience members are not within his consideration.

Whether it's booing or ridicule, he can accept it with pleasure.

But such a reaction is hard to please the audience.

After playing a song, the host stopped Lin Jianqiu, handed over the microphone with a smile, and asked him what he thought of Mr. Ren's criticism.

Mr. Ren was the one who couldn't help standing up and accusing Lin Jianqiu.

He is a well-known musician, and he doesn't appear in public too much,? But at least he is more legitimate than the original owner's self-proclaimed "musician".

It is also well known that the original owner wanted to break into the circle that sounded more high-end.

The host's words undoubtedly pierced Lin Jianqiu's heart deliberately.

Being named and criticized by serious musicians in public, let alone talking about face, can be regarded as ruining the future in this circle.

Although it is true that Lin Jianqiu's rebound level is poor this time.

But Lin Jianqiu did not show any embarrassment, he just looked down at the phone and reminded Ding Shuangmu in the audience: "Boss Ding, extra money is required for sideshows."

What I signed before was only the performance part.

The people below didn't expect his reaction and couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Lin Jianqiu bypassed the host and walked off the stage, but was blocked by Ding Shuangmu at the side of the stage.

"Don't be in a hurry." Ding Shuangmu snapped his fingers, and pointed around with a smile, "These are all acquaintances. Young Master Lin is here, why don't you go and say hello?"

A young man who was closest immediately rolled his eyes, and said bluntly: "I'm familiar with it, it's just a joke, I don't really think of myself as a character."

Immediately there were other people answering the words and booing.

"However, Brother Ding had a good time tonight. I will definitely donate more to celebrate later."

"If you want to rely on us to go back to the circle, then you're thinking too much, who dares to offend Second Young Master Ye."

"That is, unless you really have the ability to hook up with Master Wei, then maybe there is still some room for turning around."

"Young Master Wei, how could he fall in love with him? Before, he was slapped in the face in public to prevent him from coming to the stage. If Young Master Wei can still accept him, then he is not a reincarnated Bodhisattva."

"I think my brain is almost flooded."

"Tsk tsk, see what's behind, Young Master Qi's family is Young Master Ye's true love. With this appearance and temperament, you can tell just how cheap the counterfeit goods are."

"Not to mention, Young Master Qi is really beautiful. Compared with Ye Shao, all those male and female friends in the past are all prettier. No one will be tempted by it."

……

Qi Yueze sat in the back, his face slightly stiff, but when other people talked to him, he still smiled politely.

So no one paid any attention to his emotions.

It's all about watching Lin Jianqiu's excitement.

He is now more of a clown used to entertain the public than a so-called "musician".

He didn't refute it himself, Ding Shuangmu was the instigator, if he just let it go, the others would be even more unscrupulous.

Lin Jianqiu just turned his head and glanced at Ding Shuangmu: "Boss Ding, when will the remaining money be paid?"

It's like just talking about business.

Ding Shuangmu couldn't help but choked, Lin Jianqiu's reaction was beyond his expectation, but tonight's topic is already there, and he is not short of the little money left.

In other words, he was willing to spend so much money to see Lin Jianqiu's jokes.

"The assistant has already called your account." Ding Shuangmu narrowed his eyes and reminded, "But there is still a while before the end of the event, you'd better not leave here——"

"boom--"

A loud bang came from the back door.

Wei Congbai stood at the door with a gloomy face. The door next to him was slapped on both sides by him, and when it hit the wall, it made a few unpleasant noises.

Ding Shuangmu froze when he saw him.

He thought Wei Congbai was busy tonight and would not come over, so he didn't invite him to this event just to be on the safe side.

But there was only a moment of guilt, and Ding Shuangmu quickly greeted Wei Congbai with a smile again.

"Brother Bai, why didn't you tell me in advance when you came? I'll leave the good show for you to watch."

"What good program?" Wei Congbai asked him coldly.

"This is not our big star Lin's long-lost appearance. It was my fault that I didn't invite Brother Bai in advance. But don't worry, our event is fully videotaped, and the reporter I specially invited—"

Asking Lin Jianqiu to help sell the house is simply a pretense.

It's true to use him as a joke to juggle at the event.

Compared with a truly elegant concert, Lin Jianqiu's downcast and humiliating appearance is more interesting.

"He was brought here by me." Wei Congbai reminded Ding Shuangmu, "I asked him to help you, not to play tricks on you!"

Ding Shuangmu smiled nonchalantly: "Okay, Brother Bai, what are you pretending to be in front of me? The one surnamed Lin was kicked out by Ye Linyun just now, and you are still rushing to pick up the garbage he doesn't want, Brother Bai?"

He shrugged, raised his chin and signaled Wei Congbai to look behind him: "If you really want to be angry with Ye Linyun, wouldn't it be more useful to go after Young Master Qi? He looks much prettier than Lin Jianqiu, and people need face You have to have a good face, you have to have a good temperament, I just called him here to make a good impression for you—”

Before he finished speaking, Wei Congbai punched him on the bridge of the nose.

Unprepared, Ding Shuangmu staggered, tripped over the steps, and fell on the stage. He covered his nose with his hand, and two bloodstains flowed out from under his fingers.

Wei Congbai is serious about this.

Not only the other people around, but even Lin Jianqiu froze in place unexpectedly.

Wei Congbai and Ding Shuangmu are well-known good friends and buddies.

The two actually started fighting in public, and it was because of Lin Jianqiu...

No matter which point is enough to surprise people for a long time.

Ding Shuangmu was also a little annoyed. He wiped his nosebleed, but couldn't stop it, so he had to hold his hand, and his voice of dissatisfaction was vague.

"I'm here for you, Brother Bai. What do you mean?"

"I'm kind enough to vent your anger on you, but you want to hit me back?"

"Is this man surnamed Lin really some kind of vixen who knows magic tricks? How long has it taken you to be fascinated?"

As he spoke, he glared at Lin Jianqiu again: "You are really capable."

Wei Congbai directly kicked Ding Shuangmu, who had just sat up, and lay back down again.

"For me?" Wei Congbai snorted coldly, "Do you really dare to say that? Back then, I had a reason for secretly reporting to you with the surname Ye, and now you have a reason for bullying the people I brought with you in public?"

Ding Shuangmu's face changed slightly, but he didn't answer for a while.

There was someone who was familiar with Wei Congbai nearby, and he boldly came up to persuade him: "Brother Wei, calm down, didn't you say that what happened before was a misunderstanding, even this time, didn't Brother Ding want to help you vent your anger? We can't move Ye Linyun either..."

So I can only pick soft persimmons.

Wei Congbai was not overjoyed by this, and cast a cold glance at the speaker: "The grievances between me and Ye Linyun are none of your business."

Others who wanted to speak also lowered their heads in embarrassment.

Wei Congbai didn't deal with Ye Linyun, and the people who played with him spontaneously stood in line, but to be honest, Wei Congbai had never forced the people around him to deliberately target Ye Linyun.

Some remained neutral with both of them at the same time, and he turned a blind eye to them.

When it comes to hitting Ye Linyun in the face, he prefers to do it himself.

Someone murmured in dissatisfaction: "Why is this Lin, isn't it a bit of a shame? Is it necessary to beat up my brother because of him?"

Wei Congbai was so angry that he glanced over coldly, and the man shut his mouth immediately in fright.

"Why? Because he is my friend, Wei Congbai!"

"If you dare to take my friend for fun, don't blame me for turning my face and denying people!"

The faces of the people around changed slightly, and they involuntarily turned their eyes to Lin Jianqiu, with a bit of surprise and scrutiny.

Lin Jianqiu stood aside and just watched without speaking, like an outsider.

Wei Congbai turned his head and looked at him with such a posture that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and he was very angry, so he couldn't help but also stare at him.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you leave?"

Lin Jianqiu touched his nose, waved to the others, and followed Wei Congbai out.

A farce came to an end, and the bazaar also left early.

Whether this charity bazaar is really used for charity sales is not easy to say, but the maliciousness of the participants towards Lin Jianqiu is very obvious.

Wei Congbai still didn't quite believe that his friend would make such a big fight over such a boring thing.

But that didn't stop him from getting angry.

I was about to explode.

Turning his head again, seeing Lin Jianqiu leisurely opening the door to get into the car, without any embarrassment or anger on his face, Wei Congbai became even more angry.

"Is your heart made of iron?" Wei Congbai couldn't help complaining, "Doesn't anyone else feel that way?"

Lin Jianqiu sat in the co-pilot, looked down at the payment reminder on the phone, and cocked the corners of his mouth.

"I'm here to make money, not face."

"Now my face can't make any money, so it doesn't matter if I lose it."

"Di-"

There was a sharp sound, Wei Congbai accidentally tapped the horn button.

He turned his head to look at Lin Jianqiu's face. After a while, his own expression became a little distorted: "You already knew?"

Lin Jianqiu let out a "huh".

"Ding Shuangmu and I seemed to have some grievances in the past. When he was still in his company, he had an important project to cooperate with Ye Linyun's people. I casually mentioned that the project has become obsolete. He must hate me very much."

The proposal submitted by Ding Shuangmu was not as good as that of the other company. The partner of the cooperation has long been shaken. The original owner inadvertently mentioned that he seemed to be from Wei Congbai's side. The convenience of cooperation easily tipped the balance.

In fact, it should be attributed to Ding Shuangmu's incompetence.

After that time, Ding Shuangmu was squeezed out of the company by his better elder brother, and started his idle career as the second generation ancestor again.

The original owner actually didn't remember much about this incident, after all, he didn't meet Ding Shuangmu too many times, and he only mentioned it casually at that time.

Dan Ding Shuangmu should still be brooding over this matter.

He didn't dare to directly target Ye Linyun and his partners, so he could only spread his grievances on Lin Jianqiu, a soft persimmon.

When Lin Jianqiu and Ding Shuangmu first met, he noticed that he had a different attitude towards him. To put it lightly, it was yin and yang, and to put it bluntly, it was not pleasing to the eye. Every move concealed malice.

"You know why you still agree?"

"People are stupid and have a lot of money. If you don't make money, you don't make money." Lin Jianqiu didn't take it seriously, "He is willing to spend money to watch my jokes, so I naturally want to show him--it's a pity that he still doesn't want to part with the money, otherwise he will give him 1000 million. If he wants to see my humiliated expression, I can also give it as an extra gift."

Wei Congbai: "..." As expected of you.

He held on to the steering wheel tightly, and his anger suddenly subsided a little, but he endured and endured, and finally he couldn't hold back.

"Then you can bear it if someone pays you to beat you?"

"Look at how poor I am." Lin Jianqiu thought for a moment, "The bottom line is that I can maintain my ability to take care of myself."

"..."

The author has something to say: The cold seems to be getting worse today, and I feel dizzy... so I am writing very slowly orz sorry

By the way, please take a leave of absence in advance. If you don’t feel better when you wake up tomorrow, you may have to go to the hospital, and the update may be very late.

By the way, a few questions:

1. The length of appearances is not the background board, but it will be until the next small unit that he will gradually make his official appearance. The front is actually a guest appearance, so there will be fewer appearances for the time being, and there will be more scenes at home later.

2. Mr. Wei has too many scenes, probably because this small unit is his home (:з」∠)_By the way, he will find a cheap busi for Aqiu. The main CP is the love line, and other characters will also want to write about it friendship line

3. This article will probably be longer, and there will be bloody parts, and face slaps will be returned. As usual, a reminder in the back row: overhead background + non-professional reasoning + everything is set as a plot service + the author’s daily self-release

感谢在2021-03-21?21:35:00~2021-03-24?02:30:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 1 for fear cubs and Ruanruan;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：头铁少女?96瓶；拢龙的仙女?66瓶；小丫头长大了?24瓶；六七二?20瓶；一个溧梓、小辞?10瓶；哔哔啵啵?7瓶；沐?4瓶；是凡凡呀。?3瓶；顾一野在逃娇妻、烤鸭真香～?2瓶；墨色非白、fctsa、咋又饿了呢、腓石?1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!