Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Latest website: Vienna’s face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He stiffened his neck and repeated after her: “I admit that what I said before was thoughtless. Violin and piano are not the only instruments that can perform excellent music. Others The instruments are just as good.”

Qiao Nian supported her chin with one hand, raised her chin, and interrupted him again without mercy: "That's wrong, you still didn't get to the point."

Vienna looked at her.

The girl's aura was strong under his gaze, and she said softly: "Our music and instruments are not inferior to yours. Next time, remember to find a place to feel superior. This is not a place for you to act wild!"

"good!"

Zhang Yang took the lead in the audience and stood up to applaud.

One person started, and the others naturally burst into thunderous cheers, applause, and whistles.

"What a bullshit master, get out of the city!"

"That is, those who do not respect our culture should not stay here and get out!"

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

"..." Vienna was made like a clown in these voices, wanting to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

He found an excuse and ran away in despair.

…

Wait for Elena to return to the venue.

it's all over.

Haitong saw her coming and wanted to pull her away anxiously: "Aina, let's go back to the hotel first."

She hasn't finished speaking yet.

Ye Lan had already pushed aside a few people who came up to talk to her, walked straight towards them, and called her name: "Haitong."

Haitong's whole body stiffened, nailed to the spot.

At this time, Ye Lan walked over and said to Elena at the side: "Sorry, I'll talk to her alone."

Then, regardless of whether Elena agreed or not, she walked over and grabbed Haitong's arm and strode out of the auditorium, pulling him all the way to the corridor outside, and then let go.

The round-faced girl still knew she had a guilty conscience, so she stood opposite her, smiled flatteringly at her, and stretched out her hand to grab Ye Lan's hand: "Oh, Aunt Ye."

Ye Lan avoided her approaching hand and distanced herself from her, with a serious face and sharp eyes: "What's going on with you?"

Haitong felt a little uncomfortable after being scolded. He lowered his head and mumbled in reply: "What's wrong with me?"

Ye Lan didn't tolerate her: "Why did you speak for outsiders in the audience just now? Can't you see that he is deliberately suppressing domestic music?"

This Haitong heard was extremely harsh. He raised his head suddenly and touched Ye Lan's furious eyes. He was so frightened that his heart and liver trembled slightly, and he did not dare to act like a princess.

But she was not convinced in her heart, and she still defended herself softly: "I don't think the master meant that."

Ye Lan frowned, as if asking her what she meant.

Haitong plucked up the courage: "Everyone abroad speaks very straightforwardly and doesn't have so many twists and turns."

"He may just want to express some of his views, but because of cultural differences, you feel that you are offended... I believe that the master did not mean it, and it is not what the person said. It seems that they deliberately want to do something to us. , if she hadn’t repeatedly provoked and refused to give Master face on stage, I don’t think it would have been so unpleasant tonight.”

Ye Lan understood now and laughed angrily: "So you think Nian Nian is wrong and we should all obey that Viennese master?"

Haitong didn't realize the irony in her words. She looked at Ye Lan's eyes seriously and replied, "She shouldn't be so aggressive..."

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