"Speaking of which, this Miss Xu and President Huo are really a good match, and the heads of the family on both sides of the family also engaged in family affairs back then, but I didn't expect to change people in the middle."

"I remembered that when Mr. Huo went abroad before his wedding, no one knew why, listening to Miss Xu's meaning, it was for her!"

"I didn't see that Mr. Huo was so infatuated, just now Miss Xu also said that Mr. Huo gave her jewelry, if you are not mistaken, isn't it the antique jewelry from Mrs. Huo's wedding, so slapping his wife's face in public......"

"I heard that this president's wife has no status, Mr. Huo's mother, Mrs. Lin, has always disliked this daughter-in-law, and now that Miss Xu is back, I can't tell who will sit in that position in the future."

……

The whispers in the audience grew louder and louder, and gradually turned into grandiose discussions.

Jing Jiaren quickly noticed that the eyes of everyone on the field had gathered, because of Xu Qingyi's "emotional" words, she was once again pushed out and became the target of public criticism.

But she didn't let it affect her mood, at least not on her face.

In fact, Jing Jiaren also wanted to know why that string of antique jewelry appeared on her body.

However, without waiting for Jing Jiaren to react, Xu Qingyi's microphone sounded again.

"I am very happy to learn that Brother Tingxiao is married, and when I returned to Kyoto after two years, I am especially grateful to Miss Jing for helping me take care of him so well and allowing me to study abroad with peace of mind." Xu Qingyi said wistfully.

Jing Jiaren frowned in her heart when she heard this, Xu Qingyi's words sounded no problem at first glance, the dignified and elegant artist was lamenting her study experience, but after a little taste, she felt that she was the hostess.

What does it mean to help her take care of Huo Tingxiao so well? This is not clear to say that Jing Jiaren is a side room without a name, and she Xu Qingyi is the serious hostess of the Huo family!

Obviously, everyone thinks so, and the eyes of the beautiful people are more like watching a play.

It seems that the life of the president's wife is not easy, a childhood sweetheart who came back from abroad can crush her, and she still says such ambiguous things outside everywhere, which is like sticking her face out for people to beat.

Could it be that the president's wife really wants to be transposed?

Xu Qingyi didn't seem to know what kind of speculation his words had caused, and continued: "Just taking advantage of today's day, I want to invite Miss Jing to come to the stage to cooperate with me and sing a song for everyone to express my gratitude!" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a waiter entered the door with a microphone and ushered Jing Meiren to the rostrum.

There was an uproar in the audience.

Who doesn't know that Miss Jing is a mute who can't speak, even if she has been treated recently, she has a broken voice, and she can't talk to people at all, let alone sing?

This Xu Qingyi probably said such a thing because he had just returned to China and didn't know it, which is simply embarrassing people.

Everyone didn't dare to speak for a moment, and they couldn't wait to prick up their ears to listen to the voice of the VIP area above, because they felt that Jing Jiaren was about to become angry.

At this time, Jing Jia fully understood that co-authoring this concert was her Hongmen banquet.

The audience sitting below was specially invited to watch her jokes.

The waiter who walked in just now was still urging her to go down, and Jing Jiaren thought for a moment and stood up.

Before he could take a single step, his wrist was grabbed.

The man's familiar hand grasped her thin white arm, and his voice sounded a little angry: "Don't go down, let's go." ”

Jing Jiaren blinked.

She didn't expect Huo Tingxiao to speak for her, after all, the jewelry given to her at the wedding is now wearing around the neck of another woman, who knows what his intentions are? Now that I heard him say this, I felt a little relieved.

But things can't be avoided.

Jing Jiaren turned around and smiled.

"It's okay, I'll take a look." Jing Jiaren said.

She didn't dress up today, but wore a dress that highlighted her waist, and she wore a green jade bracelet on her white wrist, which complemented her light and cold temperament very well.

She slowly walked off the VIP stage, walked to the middle of the stage under the gaze of everyone, and picked up the microphone and put it to her mouth.

The eyes of the people sitting in the audience widened, she actually came down! A mute who can't speak, a patient whose voice is still recovering, dares to sing in public?

"Since I am speaking of gratitude, then I also want to thank Miss Tsing Yi for tolerating my husband's temper when you were a child, he is really unpleasant." Jing Jiaren spoke without changing her face.

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard this, and such a familiar tone was more like the momentum of a "Zhenggong Niangniang".

However, when the audience heard such a tearing sound, they all frowned, it was really a very ugly sound......

How do you sing this? The crowd thought to themselves.

"Huo Tingxiao often mentions Miss Tsing Yi in front of me, saying that although you are not biological brothers and sisters, you are better than biological brothers and sisters, even if you look at the face of your elders, it is natural to be good to you, so you don't have to mind too much."

Jing Jiaren said these words without leaking, and instantly set Xu Qingyi's identity in the position of "sister".

Speaking of which, you are just a playmate when you were a child, and it is all about the face of your elders to be good to you.

Although everyone didn't speak, they knew from the faces of their approving faces that Jing Jiaren had won this wave of speeches.

The eyes of everyone looking at Xu Qingyi really disappeared from the look they had just taken as a guide.

"As for jewelry, these things are most afraid of dust, and it is perfect to find someone to admire it, and there are many more you like me."

By implication, the jewelry you used was also my leftovers.

Jing Jiaren said unhurriedly, although her voice was terrifying, she had an unquestionable bearing.

Slowly, she filled in all the pits that Xu Qingyi had dug for her.

And Xu Qingyi's face at this time finally showed some flaws.

She quickly sorted out her expression and smiled at Jing Jiaren elegantly: "Miss Jing, there is not much time, let's start as soon as possible!" ”

Xu Qingyi seemed to not know about her hidden illness, and wanted her to sing wholeheartedly.

Jing Jiaren didn't mean to refuse, she nodded, and handed the microphone to Xu Qingyi.

Xu Qingyi: "??? ”

Jing Jiaren didn't care about her, and went straight to the backstage to ask for a guzheng.

Xu Qingyi's face was a little unbearable: "Jing ...... Miss Jing, I didn't say I wanted to perform the guzheng, I learned the violin......"

Jing Jiaren turned around and looked at Xu Qingyi with a smile: "Then I didn't say that I wanted to perform and sing." ”

After she finished speaking, the backstage staff also happened to set up the guzheng shelf, and someone came over to help her put on armor.

Jing Jiaren lowered her head and saw a familiar face again.

"......" Jing Jiaren didn't know how she could appear here, "Xu Qingpei?" ”

Xu Qingpei rolled her eyes to the side, lowered her voice and said, "Don't be sentimental, it's not because of you." ”

As she spoke, she glanced at Xu Qingyi, who was dignified but a little flustered next to her, and she looked very annoying.

Xu Qingpei helped Jing Jiaren put on her armor and went down, and Jing Jiaren noticed that she was wearing the clothes of the staff, and she didn't understand what was going on.

But she didn't take it to heart, and turned around and sat on the piano bench and swept the momentum smoothly.

The sound of the guzheng suddenly flowed in the concert hall, and the listeners felt a lot calmer.

Only then did everyone know that Mrs. Jing did not want to sing, but to play the guzheng.

On the other hand, Xu Qingyi, who was holding the microphone next to him, seemed to be unexpectedly surprised by this reversal.

But after all, she studied music, and soon followed Jing Jiaren's music to find the tune, opened her voice and went in.

Although it is not as smooth as Jing Jiaren, it is professional after all, and the singing function is in the past.

Jing Jiaren played intently, and after the first half of the lyric, the fingering changed, and suddenly turned to the rapid second half.

The second half of the song is extremely high-spirited, although it is only a piece of music, and there is no singing voice, but it also pops up an unrivaled sofa feeling in just two minutes. Everyone only felt as if their eardrums were surrounded by a piece of yellow sand, and there were hidden swordsmen everywhere, waiting to jump out at any time, and a fatal stab.

In such a compelling momentum, Xu Qingyi's voice was suppressed and he couldn't find any entrance. It's not that Jing Jiaren deliberately suppressed it, but that she couldn't catch such a majestic momentum.

The microphone's singing voice gradually became unstable, the lyrics were intermittent, and the singing voice was a little harsh through the central speaker.

What's more, the backstage seems to have suddenly turned off the sound repair equipment, and Xu Qingyi's singing voice has completely changed its tune, without any rhythm to speak of, which is especially in contrast with Jing Jiaren's Zheng song.

Jing Jiaren who was playing also realized this, and subconsciously slowed down the sound of the zither to match Xu Qingyi's singing, trying her best to fit her voice.

But Xu Qingyi has been swept away by this series of changes and doesn't know how to be flexible, she heard her unrepaired singing voice coming from her ears, and the calmness on her face finally collapsed.

She put down the microphone without finishing the song and hurried to the backstage.

And Jing Jiaren did not have the interference of other factors, but played the last part of the song to the fullest, musicality and momentum coexisted, and the moment her tail note fell, everyone felt the reverberation.

The room was silent for five seconds, and then thunderous applause erupted.

Everyone didn't expect that this president's wife, who has always been ridiculed by everyone, would have such a state of mind and power, and she would play a guzheng into the wood.

Those who were waiting to see her jokes under Xu Qingyi's foreshadowing only felt a hot pain on their faces, and complained in their hearts about how Miss Xu, who had always been dignified and measured, lost her vision this time.

Jing Jiaren returned to the VIP stage after playing, and when she pushed the door in, a warm gaze happened to fall on her.

Huo Tingxiao's momentum is as oppressive as her guzheng song, making everyone unconsciously lower their heads. And at this moment, this oppression was all poured on Jing Jiaren, but she walked straight to the man and sat down as if she was in a no-man's land.

"I was lying to her before, Guzheng would have been before, not arranged by me." Before the man could speak, Jing Jiaren had already replied with a cold face.