Dressed as a substitute lover of a wealthy old man

"Good playing!"

"Congratulations." Tong Yuan took the wine glass handed over by Wei Lan again, took a sip on his lips, carefully smacked the slightly astringent sweetness on the root of his tongue, and squinted his eyes in satisfaction—the temperature was just right.

"The free rhythm adapted from the minor tune at the beginning was handled very well." Wei Lan did not hide her appreciation, and when she talked about her beloved piano, her tone was a little excited, "It's like the night sky at the beginning of night, a little ignorant , but very aptly.”

"Miss Wei understands me." Tong Yuan raised his glass and touched her with a smile.

"..." And, got teased again?

Wei Lan adjusted her mood, raised her chin, pointed at the guests who were chatting happily, and said, "However, you can fool these people with your performance, but you almost didn't deceive me. You haven't practiced the piano for a while, and you major in musical instruments. What is it?"

"It's because I practiced less, and then I focused on the violin." Tong Yuan readily admitted that there was nothing to hide about this kind of thing.

But the reason is not that he said less practice, but that this shell has no foundation.He can use his piano skills to make up for the missing muscle memory, but the strength on his fingers needs to be accumulated through years of practice, and he will be powerless for a while.

However, the little girl in front of him was a little surprised that he could even hear this. It turns out that the returned pianist is not a gimmick, but a genuine material.

"You're showing your ugliness." He has two knives, so it's better to be more modest.

"You don't need to be modest, it's already great." After putting the vase all night, Wei Lan finally met someone she liked and chatted with, and the chatterbox couldn't stop. Seeing that Tong Yuan was young, she naturally put herself in the Taking the position of the senior, "How long have you been playing the piano?"

Tong Yuan thought for a while, and said vaguely: "It started since childhood."

But Wei Lan was obviously dissatisfied with his vague answer, and asked again: "How old are you?"

This is a sub-question, Tong Yuan happened to know, he smiled obediently: "Nineteen."

"Ten...nineteen?!" Wei Lan suspected that she had heard it wrong.

Even if she looked young, she wouldn't be so young, she was five years younger than her!So she was teased again and again by such a poor kid this night?

Wei Lan, who was shocked, didn't realize that she was wrong at all, and the small theater in her brain was paralyzed, because on the question of "Is Tong Yuan a little milk dog or a little wolf dog", Wei Lan No. [-] and Wei Lan No. [-] did not agree. We can reach an agreement and start fighting.

"Miss Wei?"

The finger slid in front of her eyes called her attention, Tong Yuan bent slightly, looking at her intently.

"Call me sister." Wei Lan laughed to hide her hot face: "Leave me a contact information, I just happened to be preparing for a concert, so come and be my guest performer when the time comes."

"How dare you do that? I'm not good at learning, and I'm afraid I'll ruin your brand." Tong Yuan and Wei Lan added a friend and said politely out of habit.

Wei Lan glanced at him, and taught him a lesson: "You are so young, how can you talk in the same way? If you are told to come, come here. If the signboard is smashed, it is also to smash me. I am not afraid of you. What are you afraid of?"

Tong Yuan laughed, he didn't expect that one day he would be complained about by a half-old girl, he raised his wine glass and touched Wei Lan: "Miss Xiaolan is right, I will serve you anytime."

"..."

pill!Wei Lan felt that if she continued to chat with Tong Yuan, she would be in trouble.Seeing her best friend from a distance, she seemed to see a savior, "Wait for my call, don't answer it! I'll excuse you first."

After she finished speaking, she lifted the skirt that dragged the floor, and fled reservedly.

As Wei Lan walked away, Tong Yuan took another sip of wine.

The wine was good, but it was too strong. After only two sips, he felt that it was a bit over the top. It was very good, and there were a few flaws, which is a pity.

In the venue, the young man who asked him to do something had disappeared, and Pei Xiangyu hadn't been seen since just now.

boring, boring.

In a dinner party full of guests, there is not even a single acquaintance, and even the noisy baby face does not appear.Tong Yuan took out his mobile phone, ready to call Chen Yi'an to take him home.

As soon as he dialed the phone, Tong Yuan suddenly remembered that he still had a plot here.

In order to prove again that he really transmigrated into a book, Tong Curious Baby Yuan resolutely hung up the phone and went to the second floor by memory.

Ashamed to say, he watched this cannon fodder with the same name seriously when he first appeared on the stage, and he could still remember some details. He almost forgot all the plots that followed, and his impression can be roughly summed up in two words, that It is to die.

In the book, he seems to have heard Pei Xiangyu and Qiao Ning talking on the balcony on the second floor. Tong Yuan strolled a few steps, and every other room in the corridor protruded from a balcony. He passed five of them without success. , was thinking of pulling it down if he couldn't find it again, when he suddenly heard a familiar male voice say with a low pressure that couldn't be ignored: "Have you had enough trouble?"

Tong Yuan came alive, and it really didn't take much effort to get here, so he found it!He leaned against the wall, listening to the people inside arguing, while sipping the wine in his glass intermittently.

"You still think I'm joking up to now?" Qiao Ning was obviously very angry, her voice trembling, "I made my first debut because I was joking, and it was also a joke to win the best newcomer at the TV festival." Just kidding? Isn't it just a matter of being at your mercy? It's not a joke?!"

"You better calm down and talk to me again."

"I can't be more calm! One day I will prove to you that the best newcomer is just the beginning, and I have to go further!"

"Best newcomer? Hmph, as long as I think about it, it won't be too much trouble to get a movie star out. Then you will know that your so-called seriousness is really worthless!"

Pei Xiangyu's voice became deeper and deeper, as soon as he heard it, he knew that he was angry.In the book, it is because of hearing this sentence that the stupid and dull cannon fodder starts to make things happen, and finally walks on the road of no return.

However, Tong Yuan, who is from the perspective of God, has already seen through everything. The praise of a film king is an angry sentence that Pei Xiangyu said to Qiao Ning for abandoning his parents' family business. He has no intention of implementing it. Really empathy into himself.

Tong Yuan disagreed with Pei Xiangyu's remarks about the movie king, but he could understand Pei Xiangyu's mood.

Any child who was taught according to the elite standards, ran away without saying a word and became a showman in public, maybe he was more angry than Pei Xiangyu.

Tong Yuan listened to the corner, the wine glass in his hand bottomed out unknowingly, he blinked, always felt a bit double vision.

"I have had enough of you!"

On the terrace, Qiao Ning was like a child in the rebellious period, rushing out after saying a harsh word, Tong Yuan's feet reacted before his brain, and he hid to the side.

This hide, to avoid the problem.I was dizzy and my legs were weak, my limbs couldn't be controlled at all, and I couldn't stop after taking several steps.

He maintained the last bit of clarity with the remaining consciousness, raised his arms and groped around, trying to find something to support him, when suddenly someone hugged him from behind.

"Tongtong? We met again. It seems that you and your uncle have a good relationship!"

Feeling a burst of heat in his ears, Tong Yuan's scalp exploded.