Chapter: 190
Su Yingxia looked at Han Sanqian, as if saying that it's time for you to perform on stage.
Regarding Su Yingxia's request, Han Sanqian naturally would not refuse, and walked towards the stage without saying a word.
"No, don't hold on. If the piano is broken, you won't be able to afford it." Rong Liu looked at Han Sanqian contemptuously and said.
When Han Sanqian walked onto the stage and sat in front of the piano, the laughter in the hall gradually subsided.
Although he hasn't started playing the piano yet, his back view and profile are almost exactly the same as in the video, and the contrast between him and Yang Wen is even more obvious.
Those female students put away their smiling faces. Confused, what Su Yingxia said is true? Is Han Sanqian the real little piano prince?
Playing the piano with both hands, as the first note floated out from the fingertips, the high-pitched melody echoed in the hall, shaking everyone's heart.
It plays more smoothly than Yang Wen, and the rhythm is more perfect, and the back movement when playing is exactly the same as the video. If this is not the little piano prince, who is it?
Rong Liu's expression was as if he had eaten shit. He wanted to use this incident to show Yang Wen's strength, but he didn't expect that the real little piano prince would be Han Sanqian, a well-known wimp, and now he was exposed on the spot. Rong Liu felt that there was no place to put his face.
At the end of the song, everyone was immersed in the sound of the piano, unable to return to their senses for a long time.
"Now you know who is the little piano prince." Shen Lingyao said with a bad breath, raising her volume deliberately.
Those female classmates didn't dare to talk. After all, they had laughed at Shen Lingyao and Han Sanqian before.
"Rong Liu, does your face hurt?" Shen Lingyao asked with a smile as she turned her head and looked at Rong Liu.
Rong Liu clenched her fists in hatred. If she knew this, she wouldn't have to let Yang Wen pretend to be a piano prince. That Ferrari was enough to make them envious. Now it's her who can't step down.
"You're just a resemblance, who knows if he is, maybe it's just a fake too?" Rong Liu said.
"It's also pretending?" Shen Lingyao laughed and said, "So, you admit that Yang Wen is pretending? What are you doing this for? It's just to enjoy the envy of your classmates. It's really low-level."
"You..." Rong Liu pointed at Shen Lingyao through gritted teeth.
"What about me, I'm too lazy to know as much as you. You are such a vain woman, which makes me sick." After Shen Lingyao finished speaking, she pulled Su Yingxia back to her seat.
Rong Liu was so angry that the hairs all over her body stood on end. She had never been so humiliated at a class reunion, and Shen Lingyao dared to embarrass her so much.
"Honey, don't be angry with her. I'll ask my uncle to borrow some people. Let her kneel down and apologize to you today." Yang Wen said.
Rong Liu spat out bad luck, and said with a sneer on his face, "I want her to lose face, as well as Su Yingxia and that wimp."
Yang Wen smiled and said, "Don't worry, don't you know who uncle is? Are you confused? These three people must not have a good life today."
After Yang Wen left the hall, he went directly to Yang Qi's office.
Yang Qi is in his forties this year, with a signature bald head, and people who know him well will call him Yang Guangdan. Of course, this name is not something that ordinary people dare to call casually. Yang Qi is not very powerful in Yuncheng, but he has a wide network of contacts, and all parties are related. People who provoke him usually end badly.
The rise of the fruit farm two years ago and the subsequent collapse of the industry chain were inseparably related to Yang Qi.
"Uncle." After Yang Wen came to the office, the sexy secretary squatting under the desk got up and left.
The good thing was ruined, and Yang Qi didn't get angry. He valued Yang Wen not only as a nephew, but also because he wanted Yang Wen to take over from him in the future. Because he was not fertile, he raised Yang Wen as his own son.
"You brat, you still know to come to see me." Yang Qi said with a smile.
"Uncle, what are you talking about? When I arrived at Guozhuang, how could I not come to see you?" Yang Wen said.
"Does Rongliu like that car? If she likes it, I will give it to her." Yang Qi said. JrNovels.com
Regarding Su Yingxia's request, Han Sanqian naturally would not refuse, and walked towards the stage without saying a word.
"No, don't hold on. If the piano is broken, you won't be able to afford it." Rong Liu looked at Han Sanqian contemptuously and said.
When Han Sanqian walked onto the stage and sat in front of the piano, the laughter in the hall gradually subsided.
Although he hasn't started playing the piano yet, his back view and profile are almost exactly the same as in the video, and the contrast between him and Yang Wen is even more obvious.
Those female students put away their smiling faces. Confused, what Su Yingxia said is true? Is Han Sanqian the real little piano prince?
Playing the piano with both hands, as the first note floated out from the fingertips, the high-pitched melody echoed in the hall, shaking everyone's heart.
It plays more smoothly than Yang Wen, and the rhythm is more perfect, and the back movement when playing is exactly the same as the video. If this is not the little piano prince, who is it?
Rong Liu's expression was as if he had eaten shit. He wanted to use this incident to show Yang Wen's strength, but he didn't expect that the real little piano prince would be Han Sanqian, a well-known wimp, and now he was exposed on the spot. Rong Liu felt that there was no place to put his face.
At the end of the song, everyone was immersed in the sound of the piano, unable to return to their senses for a long time.
"Now you know who is the little piano prince." Shen Lingyao said with a bad breath, raising her volume deliberately.
Those female classmates didn't dare to talk. After all, they had laughed at Shen Lingyao and Han Sanqian before.
"Rong Liu, does your face hurt?" Shen Lingyao asked with a smile as she turned her head and looked at Rong Liu.
Rong Liu clenched her fists in hatred. If she knew this, she wouldn't have to let Yang Wen pretend to be a piano prince. That Ferrari was enough to make them envious. Now it's her who can't step down.
"You're just a resemblance, who knows if he is, maybe it's just a fake too?" Rong Liu said.
"It's also pretending?" Shen Lingyao laughed and said, "So, you admit that Yang Wen is pretending? What are you doing this for? It's just to enjoy the envy of your classmates. It's really low-level."
"You..." Rong Liu pointed at Shen Lingyao through gritted teeth.
"What about me, I'm too lazy to know as much as you. You are such a vain woman, which makes me sick." After Shen Lingyao finished speaking, she pulled Su Yingxia back to her seat.
Rong Liu was so angry that the hairs all over her body stood on end. She had never been so humiliated at a class reunion, and Shen Lingyao dared to embarrass her so much.
"Honey, don't be angry with her. I'll ask my uncle to borrow some people. Let her kneel down and apologize to you today." Yang Wen said.
Rong Liu spat out bad luck, and said with a sneer on his face, "I want her to lose face, as well as Su Yingxia and that wimp."
Yang Wen smiled and said, "Don't worry, don't you know who uncle is? Are you confused? These three people must not have a good life today."
After Yang Wen left the hall, he went directly to Yang Qi's office.
Yang Qi is in his forties this year, with a signature bald head, and people who know him well will call him Yang Guangdan. Of course, this name is not something that ordinary people dare to call casually. Yang Qi is not very powerful in Yuncheng, but he has a wide network of contacts, and all parties are related. People who provoke him usually end badly.
The rise of the fruit farm two years ago and the subsequent collapse of the industry chain were inseparably related to Yang Qi.
"Uncle." After Yang Wen came to the office, the sexy secretary squatting under the desk got up and left.
The good thing was ruined, and Yang Qi didn't get angry. He valued Yang Wen not only as a nephew, but also because he wanted Yang Wen to take over from him in the future. Because he was not fertile, he raised Yang Wen as his own son.
"You brat, you still know to come to see me." Yang Qi said with a smile.
"Uncle, what are you talking about? When I arrived at Guozhuang, how could I not come to see you?" Yang Wen said.
"Does Rongliu like that car? If she likes it, I will give it to her." Yang Qi said. JrNovels.com
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