She had never seen such heavy tiredness on Fu Yufeng's body.

This is not an invincible man, she knows better than anyone else, but she still can't restrain him as an armor to rely on. During the time she knew Fu Yufeng, she only saw his tenderness and faint alienation, as well as the light and heavy depression that lay between the two. Without talking about the past, and there was no future, she almost forgot the other side of Fu Yufeng-

He was a young pianist who made a name for himself in the European classical music scene and was the principal pianist of the Symphony Orchestra.

But those days when he was surrounded by the spotlight, he kept it secretive and never mentioned it. Now that I am under this kind of siege again, I don't seem happy. When Ji Qianyu stood by the window and looked down, he couldn't see the expression on his face, he could only see a faint figure in the center of the crowd, but he had inexplicable palpitations, and he was sure that the corners of his lips must be pursed into a straight line at this time, and there was no expression on his face.

didn't have time to think about it, Ji Qianyu quickly stood up and hurriedly ran downstairs.

When I got closer, I found that this wave of media was not small, it was originally an interview with school leaders, but now Tuan Tuan surrounded Fu Yufeng in the center, and several school leaders were at a loss and stood aside with embarrassment. Ji Qianyu hurriedly ran over, and the old professor quickly spotted her, beckoned to her eagerly, and motioned for her to come here.

"What's going on?" The old professor asked anxiously, staring at her expression carefully, "You just said on the phone that the painting was destroyed and you can't find it?" Is there any salvation? What are you going to do now? ”

"Yes, I can't find out, the video is probably hacked or dropped. I'm redrawing it right now, and I don't have time to do it. Ji Qianyu shook his head, briefly said two words about the situation, and his eyes fell on the center surrounded by the media, and he never looked away for a moment.

"Professor, what's going on over there?"

"We'll find out who did it afterwards, leave this matter to me, you try your best to draw ...... first," the professor told her carefully, somewhat relieved to hear that her new painting was a form of expression. The coloring of Impressionism is meticulous, it is a matter of slow work and meticulous work, but the expression xiàn is more inclined to the catharsis of inspiration, more concentrated and explosive, and the creation time is relatively short, coupled with Ji Qianyu's best style, even if there are only three days left before the deadline, she may be able to paint half of it.

Now I can only comfort myself like this, I do my best to obey the fate of heaven, and I can't put too much pressure on Ji Qianyu. The old professor didn't mention these things very understandingly, and after hearing Ji Qianyu's question, he also glanced over there, and touched his head with some confusion: "I don't quite understand, that young man drove a car and parked at the gate of our school, got out of the car and hurried in on the phone, and didn't look this way." Suddenly, a reporter shouted something, as if it was his name? As a result, everyone rushed over. ”

"I was thinking about you, and I was taken aback. Who is this young man, which celebrity? Why did you suddenly come to our school? ”

Ji Qianyu pursed her lips and did not answer. She stood outside the crowd, unable to squeeze in, and couldn't bring Fu Yufeng out, so she could only stand aside with cold hands and feet, watching one sharp and malicious question after another thrown towards Fu Yufeng.

"May I ask Mr. Fu Yufeng, what is the reason why you haven't appeared in the public eye for three years?"

"It is rumored in the industry that the reason for your retirement was that you were secretly expelled from the symphony orchestra, but the orchestra did not respond to this, is it true?"

"After your retirement, the new principal pianist of the Austrian State Symphony Orchestra has criticized your technique and character from head to toe. Is it a tacit acquiescence that no public statement has been made?"

"May I ask why you are here at this art academy?"

That's enough. Ji Qianyu's hands were clenched tightly, and his nails were deeply embedded in his palms without realizing it. The old professor listened to a few words of movement over there, and shook his head even more suspiciously: "This doesn't sound like an interview, it's more questioning...... Or a controversial figure? ”

"Which reporter is interviewing?" Ji Qianyu asked.

"The Voice of Art," "Painting Information," "A View of the Wind and Clouds," and "Literature and Art Monthly," the old professor said precisely, "the last one is the most influential newspaper in the art world, the one with its headquarters in Europe." ”

Ji Qianyu's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he fell silent without saying a word.

Principal Zhang was not squeezed out by the crowd, and he was at a loss until now, and finally reacted. He had seen Fu Yufeng once before, and now after hearing the name, he finally met with someone, and realized that this was a guest at the school celebration, so he coughed dryly, and nodded past Fu Yufeng to the reporters.

"Journalists, don't be excited, Mr. Fu is the guest performer of our school's centennial celebration, and he will perform a piano performance at the school celebration in half a month, so it is not surprising to appear in our school...... If journalists want to do an interview, we can provide an office as a location for the interview later, and it's best not to get together like this now. ”

After all, the reporters came this time to interview the school, and it was indeed inappropriate for the subject to suddenly deviate after catching the pianist. What President Zhang said was extremely appropriate, and he was moved by emotion and reason, but he failed to let the group of reporters disperse in an orderly manner. Principal Zhang was anxious, looked at Fu Yufeng, who had been silent since just now, and asked him for help with his eyes: "Mr. Fu? What do you say? ”

Fu Yufeng raised his head and glanced at him.

Principal Zhang's body was cold for a moment, his eyes were too faint and too cold, and how many complicated feelings were finally reflected in the heavy ink, silent and indifferent.

When he finally spoke, his voice was a little tired and cold.

"I've been in this circle for three years, and I probably won't set foot in it again. Please don't disturb my normal life, I have important things to do here, and you make me very anxious and troubled. ”

What is the most important thing to do at school? Many people, including Principal Zhang, muttered in their hearts, but seeing that Fu Yufeng had stopped paying attention to them, he picked up his mobile phone and glanced at it, and then began to type something into his mobile phone in public.

The sound of vibration came from his hand, Ji Qianyu was stunned for a moment and hurriedly picked up his mobile phone, and saw a new unread text message lying on the page of the mobile phone, the sender was surrounded by everyone at this time, Ji Qianyu stood behind him, and the two were separated by a human wall.

"I see you, it's okay. I have something to deal with here, you go back first, don't come, and don't look back when you leave."

Ji Qianyu choked up a little for a moment, but his eyes were so dry that he couldn't shed tears, and there was a warm stinging pain in the air. Her hand hung in the air, and she saw Fu Yufeng, who was surrounded by the crowd, put down her hand and put the phone back into the pocket of her coat.

Refused to contact her again.

"Regarding the things you just mentioned, **I don't want to leak it, but I use hearsay to question me, I think this is a sign of unqualified professional ethics." He said lightly, with no superfluous expression on his face.

"I didn't expect my popularity to be so high, but if journalists and friends knew about me, they should know that I basically don't accept interviews, and the current principal piano of the Austrian National Symphony Orchestra has nothing to do with me, we are not familiar with each other, and my skills and level should not be used as a reference for my skills and skills."

These words were neither humble nor arrogant, but they made a confident smile appear on the faces of several reporters. Ji Qianyu stood beside him, and suddenly understood what this smile meant.

Confident, prepared-

It was a premeditated encounter.

"Rumors are certainly not worth promoting, but is it too deliberate to deny an opinion as a rumor when it is widely acknowledged by most people?" A reporter raised his voice and asked, raising the microphone forward with a smile, "Mr. Fu Yufeng, as far as I know, the principal piano of the National Austrian Symphony Orchestra has given you a public competition, and you have never shown up, are you hiding from this battle?" Now that you have come forward, do you want to start proving your innocence? ”

Don't promise, don't promise...... Ji Qianyu stared at Fu Yufeng's back tightly, and the silent thought in his heart was almost hysterical.

"Yes." Fu Yufeng straightened his back and said lightly, "I will prove it." ”

How do you prove it now? Ji Qianyu's body shook for a moment, and he almost couldn't stand. She looked at Fu Yufeng's silent and tenacious back, thinking almost desperately. Fu Yufeng is far from the peak state of a few years ago, and his current hand can't support him to complete a competition of pinnacle-level performers, and he can't even reach the playing level of a pianist.

But for Fu Yufeng to agree to this matter, whether it is she, Fu Yufeng himself, or the mastermind behind Fu Yufeng's return to the media's attention, they should all know such an inevitable choice.

After all, under his gentle appearance, he is actually such a proud person.

After Ji Qianyu took a deep breath, he turned around alone, left Fu Yufeng, who was surrounded by reporters, and walked out alone according to his wishes. Listening to many cars at the school gate, she recognized a familiar Infiniti among them, and subconsciously walked over to take a look.

As soon as you get closer, you can hear a clear piano sound, Beethoven's "The Tempest Third Movement". Fu Yufeng rarely listened to such a high-paced tune, Ji Qianyu stared at the car for a few seconds, and suddenly realized that the sound was not coming from the car.

She paused, then looked up sharply. The BMW next to Infiniti slowly rolled down the window, and the person in the passenger seat raised his eyes and glanced at her lightly.

He was still a teenager, his facial features were extremely delicate, his eyebrows were extremely deep, his golden hair was like flowing sunlight, and her shadow was reflected in his dark blue pupils. Ji Qianyu stood in place, only to feel that the cool air quickly spread to her limbs, and the strong sense of disgust made her unable to move.

"Why are you here?" She stared at the boy and slowly called out his name.

"Luke."

As if amused by her question, the boy couldn't help but smile at one of the corners of his lips. His facial features were originally delicate and standard, but after laughing, he seemed to have a trace of evil energy, and the aura of the whole person suddenly became dangerous.

"I'm coming to see you." He said softly, his dark blue eyes affectionate and indifferent.

"Diana."