After returning home, Jiang Tingting opened his mobile phone and swiped Weibo for an hour.

The girl's face was gloomy, and she looked at it and suddenly hooked her lips and laughed, a little scary.

White Space 323 leisurely knocked melon seeds, oh Mo, someone is going to suffer.

The next day, Jiang Tingting did not go to school but contacted Mr. Phil.

The two didn't know what they were talking about, except that Mr. Phil was excited.

Jiang listened and came out of the café, and was about to go to the police station when he bumped into Qin Yan.

Qin Yan saw Jiang Ting's obvious expression.

"You ......"

Before the words could be spoken, the girl passed by him without giving him a look.

Qin Yan was a proud son of heaven, so he had never suffered this kind of grievance, and Jiang Tingting used to like him very much.

Qin Yan stepped forward a few steps forward to stop Jiang Tingting, arrogant.

"If you kneel down and beg Uncle Ben now, Uncle Ben can help you suppress public opinion on the Internet."

Jiang listened and gave him a disdainful look.

"Good dogs don't get in the way."

Qin Yan's face instantly darkened.

"Jiang listen, don't know what to do, now who will help you except me, I'm afraid you don't know that Uncle Jiang and Aunt Jiang don't want to recognize you in front of people."

Jiang didn't react at all, and then said in his own words:

"Kill all who stand in your way."

When the words fell, Qin Yan, who was in front of her, was thrown to the ground by the slender girl over the shoulder.

This came so unexpectedly that Qin Yan didn't even react.

Paralyzed on the ground, he could only watch Jiang Tingting's back in impotent rage.

In the evening, Weibo broke out with new melons.

The man who was stolen by Jiang Tingting blew up a picture on Weibo.

It is a picture of a man shaking hands with Mr. Phil.

Immediately after that, the TV station released an interview video, which was an interview with the man, and it was interviewed by Mr. Phil himself.

The man's name is Yang Fan, and he is a middle-aged man with a square face.

Three questions were interviewed.

The first one is how was the value created?

The second is is it worth having other chapters?

The third is that do you have any other pieces that you have personally written?

Yang Fan's answer to the three questions is: Worth it was made when he was at his most decadent.

It's worth no more than another chapter, and that's the full version.

I've put all my heart and soul into making this song worthy of it.

As soon as the interview video came out, how much praise everyone praised the man, and how much the insult to Jiang Tingting was.

Seeing this, Yang Fan couldn't help but spread the news that he was treated as a special guest to attend a piano party, and at half past seven tomorrow night, let netizens wait for him, and he will start a live broadcast at that time.

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The piano party was held in a very quiet hotel, there were people playing the piano on the stage, the melodious melody echoed, and elegant people gathered together, sipping wine and listening to music.

Yang Fan entered the venue in a suit, and as soon as he entered, he started the live broadcast.

The artistic atmosphere on the scene was very sufficient, and Yang Fan did not dare to make a loud noise.

At this time, Mr. Phil saw him, smiled and stepped forward, chatting with him and drinking a few glasses of wine.

Mr. Phil talked to Yang Fan for a few words and then left, and the other people also stepped forward to salute Yang Fan when they saw this, after all, he was a talented person. Rare.

Yang Fan was a little floating, and after a few glasses of wine, he was also a little drunk and was helped to sit on the sofa beside him.

At this time, the person playing the piano in the hall was replaced by a girl in a black dress.

Familiar melodies reverberate in the vast space...

Pleasure, depression, hoarseness, regret ...

It's worth it.

The eyes of the people on the field converged on the hall, and the girl on the hall showed her face, and her delicate little face was expressionless indifference.

Yang Fan was talking to the audience in the live broadcast room with a hint of wine, but he was stunned when he heard this music, and the mobile phone camera was also aimed at the hall.

The stage of regret should have ended, but it was a burst of joy to die...