The bearded foreigner showed a disdainful expression: "No matter what you say, your Huaxia is a backward and arrogant land, and you don't even have a master. More than a billion people, they still have to invite us from our country to be able to support a decent art festival, you only know the race of eating, you are not qualified to laugh at others. ”

Wang Huan didn't know what this foreigner said, but he still said coldly: "I'll ask you one last time, do you compensate?"

Foreigners are trying to say something.

Suddenly, I noticed that the surrounding crowd began to stir.

It turned out that at this time, passers-by had already recognized Wang Huan coming.

"Brother Huan! it's really Brother Huan!"

"Oh my God, I thought it was a righteous person who stood up just now, but I didn't expect it to be Brother Huan. ”

"I didn't expect Brother Huan to sing well and have such a strong sense of justice. ”

"This gringo is too bullying, we can't let Brother Huan be wronged. ”

"Go up and take down the gringos!"

"Let's get on it!"

The passers-by who were indifferent just now, after recognizing Wang Huan, finally stood up one after another and surrounded the foreigner and his two bodyguards.

As for more people, they took out their mobile phones, filmed this scene, and then posted it on social platforms.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the foreigner frowned and asked a bodyguard, "What's the matter?"

Bodyguard: "Mr. Jeff, listening to the surrounding discussions, it seems that this young man is a famous star in Huaxia, and these passers-by want to help him." ”

"Fack!"

The foreigner glanced at Wang Huan viciously, remembered the business of this trip, and finally didn't want to make a big deal about it, so he took out a few banknotes from his body and threw them on the ground, then got into the car and drove away.

Wang Huan's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the Mercedes-Benz in the distance.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze, picked up a few hundred-dollar bills from the ground, and stuffed them into the little girl's hand: "Little sister, it doesn't matter, do you? Go to the hospital for a check-up, it's hot, don't let the wound be infected." ”

The little girl subconsciously took the money and forgot to say thank you.

At this time, Wang Huan saw that the traffic police had appeared not far away, and there were more and more onlookers around. Worried about causing congestion, he quickly squeezed through the crowd of onlookers and got into a taxi to leave.

After the taxi started, the driver endured it for a long time, and finally said, "Young man, are you really Brother Huan?"

Wang Huan smiled: "Isn't it like that?"

The driver sighed: "You did a good job! At least you did much better than me, you didn't embarrass us Huaxia people, you are a good star." ”

Just when Wang Huan was chatting with the driver, the video of Wang Huan's uneven road had been uploaded to social platforms.

Especially the douyin.

The powerful short video function makes several related videos instantly hot.

Netizens commented countless times.

"Brother Huan is too handsome, right?

"Tough gringo, it's so cool to watch!"

"The Chinese people are too indifferent, there are so many people, only Brother Huan stood up. ”

"Brother Huan's English level! I'm afraid it's better than English majors, right?"

"I worship Brother Huan more and more, what else will he not do?"

"Is there an English god? What did Brother Huan say? I don't understand a word. ”

"What's the origin of that gringo? He was so arrogant that he ended up throwing his money on the ground, this kind of rude behavior, if I were at the scene, I would want to slap him to death!"

The Internet is indeed a magical place, and netizens are also a mysterious organization.

In less than ten minutes, all the information about this foreigner was picked up by netizens.

"This man's name is John Jeff, and he is British. ”

"Yes, this guy is it, I've heard of this person's arrogance before, and when I saw it today, it was really so. ”

"Made, pretending to be forced to come to Huaxia. ”

"This guy is a well-known pianist, this time it seems that he came to participate in the 8th International Piano Festival in the Magic City in early August, and he came with his teacher, the internationally renowned piano master Milo Joyce, but today it seems that his teacher is not in the car?"

"Just this stupid diao, still a pianist, what an insult to the noble art of the piano, bah!"

"There is no way, we have not produced an international level piano master in Huaxia at all, and for large-scale events like the Modu International Piano Art Festival, we can only invite foreign piano masters to come to the town, otherwise we will be laughed at. ”

"Alas~~ the sorrow of the great country. ”

……

……

Wang Huan didn't know what was happening online.

Twenty minutes later, the taxi arrived at its destination.

As soon as he got out of the car, the media immediately surrounded him.

"Brother Huan, did you confront John Jeff on the road just now?"

"Little Heavenly King, why did you stand up for that girl, and do you have anything to do with her?"

"Brother Huan, have you ever considered that your doing this is likely to cause Master Joyce's dissatisfaction?"

"Brother Huan......"

John Jeff?

Master Joyce?

It's all about whatever!

Wang Huan looked dazed, completely unaware of what was going on.

But looking at the aggressive appearance of a group of media in front of him, he vaguely felt that he seemed to be in some trouble?

At this time, the frantic shouts of the fans outside came in.

"Brother Huan is so good, he fought for the Chinese people!"

"What kind of bullshit international master, what kind of ability is it to come to our country to bully a weak woman!"

"Brother Huan is a star with a real conscience. ”

"Unscrupulous media, you are asking Brother Huan so much, won't your conscience hurt?"

Wang Huan listened to the shouts of the fans around him, combined with the media's inquiries, he finally sorted out his clue.

It seems that the bearded foreigner I met on the road has a very good appearance?

At this time, Yang Wensong, who had heard the news, had already walked out of the hotel, blocked the swarming media, and greeted Wang Huan: "Mr. Wang, hello." I'm Yang Wensong from Penguin Music, and today we finally met. ”

Wang Huan walked over and smiled: "Manager Yang, hello." ”

Yang Wensong led Wang Huan into the hotel, and after entering the elevator, he asked out loud: "Mr. Wang, why did you provoke that John Jeff?"

Wang Huan said: "You mean the bearded gringo on the Mercedes I met on the road?"

Yang Wensong nodded: "It's him." ”

Wang Huan briefly explained what had happened, and then said, "Then what do you think I should do?"

Yang Wensong was silent for a while, and then sighed faintly: "Alas, I don't know what to say." But the other party is a pianist, and he also has a teacher who is an international piano master, and they are here to participate in the ......"

Wang Huan suddenly raised his eyebrows and interrupted Yang Wensong's words: "You said that the other party is a pianist?

Yang Wensong was puzzled: "That's right." ”

"Huh!"

Wang Huan suddenly smiled, smiling brightly.