Near the raucous neighborhood of 9th Street in Paris, noisy human voices and vulgar music merge into a low, muffled sound.

A young girl carries a violin on her shoulder, and her clothes are the opposite of the past, the rare colors are elegant and deep, and they set off a cold temperament, reminiscent of the water hidden under the ice after the thaw of the extremely cold ice sea.

A cold violin sound abruptly filled the crowd. The sound of Qiē instantly fell silent, and everyone's eyes fell on the figure standing in front of the square.

Such a beautiful and extreme rhythm is like a mountain stream and a clear spring, instantly washing away the dirty environment and atmosphere. In an instant, there was silence, and only the calm and rational music spirit flew in the turbid, noisy and polluted air.

The crowd came back to their senses, and in an instant, applause and whistles and screams all around them rang out.

On the white Maserati seat, Rita's eyes flashed with shock, disbelief, doubt, such a clear and beautiful music, how could a person who was obsessed with utilitarianism be able to interpret it?

I wanted to see how Donna ended up boasting about Haikou, and by the way, I was sarcastic. Donna is not able to compete with herself who has won awards since she was a child, but after listening to Donna's music, she fell into a contradictory and complicated mood, yes, Donna is a genius but also an unscrupulous genius.

What she had always seen was Donna's utilitarian heart, but if she hadn't put her soul into the music, how could she have played such a dusty sound?

The white Maserati stopped in the square, and out of the car stepped an arrogant lady with long curly hair and deep facial features, which at first glance knew that she was of French origin. The young woman paced to Donna's side, she folded her hands, glanced at Donna from top to bottom, and said, "I admit that you are qualified to be my opponent!"

She turned back to the man behind her and said, "Miss Donna, please come to my house." ”

The man behind the young French woman scolded in his heart, Mademoiselle, don't you always hate that kind of person the most?

Bernat was writing a score with a limited-edition Bohemeroyal pen when his friend pushed open the door and walked into Bernart's study. He looked at Bernate, a celebrity in the music industry and one of the most expensive people in the upper class.

This talented young man is working with his head down, and no matter what music he composes, or what piano he plays, or what he writes, he will be sought after by the upper class and talked about by people in the music industry.

"There's a concert in Paris recently, would you like to go to it?" said the friend unceremoniously as he sat down on the sofa.

Bernat took the pen and put down a line on the paper brush: "Violinist and pianist who has been in the limelight lately, and many people like it?" A hint of mockery rose at the corner of his mouth, "She's pretty, isn't she?"

His friend didn't deny it: "That's right. ”

Bernat lowered his eyes and said, "I'm not interested." ”

Bernat's friend laughed and said, "Don't do that! I know you're bored with women and not interested in beautiful women." ”

"At first, I thought that beautiful women were not talented, and besides, this girl's reputation has always been a vase, and since I listened to her piano that day, I felt that her music was not so simple. ”

"Oh?" Bernat raised an eyebrow, smiling at him, "You don't think you're going to let me see it because you're pretty, are you?" ”

The friend shrugged and said, "You know Rita, right? She was born into a famous family, and her personality is the most arrogant, and that kind of discerning woman is willing to perform with her □ stage." ”

"Rita?" Bernat put his pen down on the table and looked up, "the stinky woman?" If you want to talk about their top circle, there are only so many people. Who doesn't know that Rita is from a famous family, arrogant and picky, and she has won awards since she was a child, and she is also a little proud of her capital.

"Oh?" He finally had some interest on his face, the arrogant lady from a famous family and a "third-rate street artist" mixed together, no matter how you look at it, it is an interesting thing.

Bernat said with interest: "Then I'll go and see." ”

With Bernat's popularity and charm, he didn't have to worry about not being able to enter the concert site, as a spotlight-style figure, in fact, there were more than one benefit, Bernat looked at the ticket in his hand, "Find a place to sit down first," the two walked forward and sat in a seat in the middle row.

Donna walked to the front of the scene, there was no applause, she was greeted by everyone's different eyes and strange quiet, there was no superfluous posture, Donna sat directly in front of the black grand piano, she lowered her eyes. Close your eyes and your fingers flutter on the piano fluently.

Bernat in the audience looked at her, and it turned out that this was the real Donna, a person who used her soul to interpret art.

After Rita finished singing, she stood on the stage, pulled up her skirt, and bowed slightly. Then there is Donna's violin playing with Rita.

At the end of the song, the applause continued for a long time, until a man in a well-dressed black coat walked up to the stage in a graceful manner. "First meeting, Miss Donna, I'm Bernate. ”

The man walked up to the stage, and the sharp gaze fell on her, and said, "As a good violinist, you still have one thing missing......

His friend stroked his forehead helplessly in the audience, and whatever Bernet said on this occasion would be the front page of the newspaper news tomorrow. But how could his fastidious mistake come at such a time?

"Something is missing from my music?" Donna looked up, looking at him earnestly.

"Yes, what you lack. He smiled and said to her, "You don't have a musician by your side. ”

The man held out his hand to her and asked, "Can I nominate myself?"

Donna stared at her for a few seconds, a bright smile on her lips, "Mr. Bernate, I'm so honored!"

Rita stood quietly to the side, looked at Donna and Bernat, took a few steps forward, she leaned over and whispered in Donna's ear, "Now you are satisfied, right?

Donna raised her eyes, this arrogant lady! It may not be an enemy who steps on you, and it may not be a friend who gives you warmth. But at least, she is more frank and truthful than the drug dealer on the new bridge who stopped her from thinking about it, and Fei'an, who once gave her warmth.

Donna can be appreciated by Bernat, one of the top celebrities in the music industry, and her talent is no longer in doubt. True artists are people who cherish their talents, and this is true of Bernat, and so is Rita.

After Su Xiaoqi came back from the cocktail party that day, she returned to the house, tidied up her things, sat at her desk, and looked at the plan under the row, the course in Paris was about to end in a month.

Will Eren really come to her?" she thought to herself, feeling a little uneasy as she had found herself feeling conflicted since meeting him.

That morning, she received a concert invitation from Donna in her mailbox. When I took it apart, the time of the invitation was five days later.

Su Xiaoqi went to the concert, sat in the back row, and saw that Donna was extremely outstanding that day, she was appreciated by well-known people in the high music industry, and the next day's news was overwhelming with reports about Donna, as if this talented violinist was known to the world overnight, and became popular all over this and other countries.

Su Xiaoqi sent a text message to Donna, "Congratulations, the concert was a great success!"

Donna replied, "Thank you, Alice, when are we going to have a meal together?"

"I'm okay here, it's up to you to see if you're free. She replied.

"Saturday. ”

The location was chosen at a restaurant by the Seine. Two young women blow the gentle breeze of the Seine, watching the boat quietly sail by, enjoying the harmonious scenery of the waterfront.

Suddenly, I heard a low voice: "mademoiselle-"

They looked up and saw a man in a black trench coat appear at the table and say, "Someone has paid you a million to have a meal." ”

Donna smiled and said, "I didn't expect my dinner to be so valuable, if I had enough money, even the president of the United States would be able to get out of bed, right?"

She smiled slightly, "I like money very much, but what about it! One million may be a lot of money, but it is neither a scarce nor a necessity in my eyes now, and I really can't think of why I do it." ”

Donna had a hint of indifference on her face, "So, please go back!"

She turned back to Su Xiaoqi and said, "I'm sorry, today's party is a disappointment." ”

"What's wrong," Su Xiaoqi turned her head to look, only to be surprised to see a strange man walking over.

Donna got up and said, "Let's eat somewhere else." ”

The man didn't look at Su Xiaoqi, walked straight over, and said to Donna: "That person is not someone you can afford to provoke." ”

"Does that man have a lot of money?" said Donna, looking up, "I seem to have forgotten to tell you, money is really important, and fame in the music industry is also very important, and I didn't just want to go up for money, but I want to one day, sue that person, he's just a stinky man with a few money!"

The man said in a low voice: "Miss Tang, you are a smart person, so you naturally know what a form is." ”

Donna's eyes turned cold, "Oh, then I'm going to meet him." She turned back to Su Xiaoqi and said, "I'm sorry, I'm missing!"

Su Xiaoqi stood up and looked at Donna worriedly, but Donna was smiling, "I won't have anything, I'll have dinner with you next time!"

Donna left with the man.

Su Xiaoqi was not in the mood to dine, and walked out of the door of the restaurant to the Seine, gazing at the scenery along the river, which is clearly one of the liveliest places in Paris.

She squinted at the romantic landscape of Paris.

When I turned around, I suddenly saw a young man standing in front of a white sports car, and a man in his forties stood opposite, and the man's body fell to his knees almost all at once, muttering something in his mouth.

She walked over and heard the man's trembling voice say, "Young master, please, raise your noble hand!"

The young man smiled mildly: "Eris, this is your own choice, you have already got three million, according to the agreement, is there anything not satisfied?"

"I'll go to jail, young master. ”

"Oh?" the young man raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't you know what the risks are when you do this? ”

"You...... You lied to me. The man knew that three years ago, someone had been imprisoned for spreading slander against a city aristocrat.

It's not ...... Was the young man she knew by the Seine that day? Just as he looked up and glanced at her.

"It's you. She suddenly remembered the day when she had met the young man by the Seine.

At this time, an Eastern European woman in a long skirt and a shoulder bag came up to her, stopped a few meters away from her, "Miss, please sign the list of poor petitioners......" Three men and women who also appeared from behind the woman took the list of petitioners and surrounded her.

Suddenly, she heard the young man say faintly, "She's not interested in this activity!" and he stepped forward and pulled her out of the crowd.

He lowered his head and smiled at the Eastern European woman, "Your speed is too slow and not professional enough. With that, he pulled her onto the white sports car and slammed the door shut.

The car started and sped all the way forward, and she sat in the saddle, feeling a little nervous.

This young man, what kind of person is he, with an elegant smile and cold eyes, looking at those people, is this a prank by a rich boy or is it for the rich to be unkind?

"Finally know you're scared?"

She heard the young man's voice laugh lowly, "You should know who I am when you approach me, right?"

She looked up, her eyes fixed on him, and asked, "Who are you?"

The white sports car suddenly braked suddenly, and her body shook, and the young man in the seat leaned over, his fingers lifted her chin, and his eyes looked at her, "Do you really not know me? My name is Julio." ”

"Huh?" it was a familiar name, and she suddenly remembered that there was a woman at the reception who came over and mentioned Julio, it turned out to be him?

"Last time she ......" She suddenly remembered the last time she promised to drink coffee with him, and finally slipped away, and he seemed to think about it too.

The young man in the white sports car leaned elegantly on the seat of the car and said with a smile, "When you get into my car, you are equivalent to getting on the thief ship, can you still run away?"

Su Xiaoqi lowered her head and let out a long breath, and said, "Okay! You talk like this, look like this, and have such an identity, I don't think your vision will be so bad, right?"

The corners of the young man's mouth raised slightly: "Not necessarily, I happened to fall in love with you, and I had an idea in my heart." ”

She looked up at him and said, "What about people like you, let us call us the Diamond King, how can there be a shortage of women around the Diamond King?

He raised an eyebrow, "Are you so unconfident in yourself?" leaned forward, and he looked at her carefully, "If you want, we can still continue that day...... Actually, I'm not interested in you—"

Su Xiaoqi said: "Okay, let me say it bluntly! You are not interested in me in your eyes, but you want to pretend to be interested in me." Is it fun to tease me?"

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It turns out that Hongyanzhi already knows me so well!"

"Who's your confidante!" she didn't show weakness.

He looked at her with a smile, "You don't want to be my confidante, what do you want to do?"

Although he was unexpectedly different at the moment, she always felt that there was a tacit understanding between them, and in this case, it would be best if they could be friends.

"Isn't it good to be friends?" she asked.

"Isn't that a confidant?" he asked.

She knew that as soon as the relationship between a man and a woman was close, she turned a woman into a confidante, and a confidante was still a little different from a friend in the eyes of a man.

She replied, "It means something different to me. ”

The young man looked at her and smiled, "It's the first time a girl wants to be my friend." ”

He smiled gently: "Don't you know, the outside world says that I lied to a lot of people." ”

"Fooled a lot of people?" she asked this time in real surprise, "Who have you fooled?" Suddenly I remembered the man who was kneeling on the ground just now, wasn't he a witness to the scene?

"For example, what you just saw. ”

"How many people?" she was taken aback.

"A lot," said the young man, "I don't remember." ”

Why was he able to admit to her that he had deceived a lot of people?

She rubbed her eyebrows, "Is this a rich boy's hobby?"

"Perhaps—" replied the young man, "naturally... It's a little more advanced than the little trick of asking for signatures just now. ”

"You say, that's a street scam?"

"Otherwise, what do you think?" said the young man, looking at her, "the person who promised to sign would either lose his wallet, or his phone, or if he didn't lose anything—he would be forcibly held hostage for money." Are you going to call the police?"

The young man smiled at her and said, "The police will tell you sincerely, and we can't help it, those are Roma from Eastern Europe." ”

She looked at the young man in front of her, what kind of environment did this elegant and noble man live in? I really can't imagine that the other party will also be a cheater.

She shook her head: "I don't think you look like the kind of person who will cheat people at will, you don't lack money, you don't look like the kind of person who cheats for the economy at all, what should be the reason?"

"Perhaps!" he smiled, "are you still going to be friends with me?"

"Nature is a friend. She nodded.

The young man lowered his eyes: "I haven't been friends with girls yet, I agree, let's be friends!"

"Where are you going to play?" he asked.

"I don't know. She shook her head.

"Then I'll take you there. The young man said, "Let's go eat first." ”

The place where the young man took her was actually the Silver Tower, the top luxury hotel in France. She followed him into the elevator, and when she walked inside, she felt a little unreal, it was said that it would take the money of a tower to eat in this place, and they sat down in front of the window to see the beautiful view of the Naser River in France.

The young man politely pulled out a chair for her, and he sat down at the table and asked, "How about the best Martell?" and asked, "Do you prefer French or Italian cuisine?"

"Either way. ”

He glanced up at her and said, "Do you like luxury cruises, if you like Armani or Channele, I can give you ......"

"Wait," she felt was wrong, "actually...... You don't have to. ”

"I'm sorry," said the young man, "I used to be like this when girls used to get along with me, and they would ask me for these things. ”

She couldn't help but ask curiously, "Are those all your girlfriends?"

He raised his eyes and smiled, "They volunteered to be my female companions. ”

"I'm not your girlfriend or one of those female companions, we can try to get along naturally and easily. She whispered, "And ...... Wouldn't it be too expensive to eat at the Silver Tower?"

"I'm the guest of honor here, and this hotel can't wait for me to come!" the young man gave her a smile when he bowed his head.

Coming out of the silver tower, he took her to several places, this is a young man who understands life, taste, gentle gentleman's demeanor, and knows how to play. If anyone is his girlfriend, he must be very happy, but the competition for the female companions around the diamond fifth must be quite fierce.

They came to a beautiful and charming town in France, where there was no crowd of people, no noisy tourists, only the sweet smell of the natural air, the dots of flowers and the swaying of golden ears of wheat, and the golden light through the half-timbered windows that were unique to the Middle Ages......

As she stood in the wilderness, recovering from the medieval church bells, she was in a trance for a moment: was it a dream or reality?

"The scenery here is amazing!" she couldn't help but look at the sunset in front of her, and sighed: "No matter what kind of girl will feel very happy with you, your girlfriend will definitely be very happy." ”

"Well, it's too late for you to regret thinking about being my girlfriend now. The young man leaned half-leaning on the side of the road in a white sports car.

"No," she said, shaking her head, "we're better suited to be friends." ”

At the end of the day, Su Xiaoqi stepped out of Julio's white sports car and turned back to say goodbye.

She bowed her head and said, "However, maybe we won't have the opportunity to chat like this in the future, my studies in France are coming to an end, and I will go back to Rome soon." ”

"Perhaps, we'll meet again. The young man said.

She looked up at him and said, "I hope so." ”