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Chapter 202 Do you want to surpass me? Dreaming!(2/2)

"Harris! Did you hear that? Fu said you're really bad at playing! Come down, eh..."

"Hiromi, get out of here, you know how to make noise in this place, Fu, tell yourself whether you said that I am not good at playing!"

"No, no..." Before Fu Tiao finished speaking, Ishihara Hiromi shouted.

"Look, Fu is too embarrassed to say that you can't play well. This is the humility of East Asians. You know nothing!"

"Hiromi, just wait for me. This time the sales volume of my new work will definitely exceed yours. It will surpass yours!"

"Lie, don't talk nonsense to me here. If you have the guts, give it a try. This time my work will be blessed by Fu, and I will be invincible. Do you want to surpass me? Think about it!"

After that, Ishihara Hiromi grabbed Fu Tiao's neck, raised the beer in his hand and shouted again: "Boss, have another drink!"

"..."

Ishihara Hiromi's behavior of not concealing her emotions at all caused the atmosphere among others around her to explode. Everyone also raised their wine glasses and cheered loudly.

Some people also made fun of Ishihara Hiromi, saying that Ishihara Hiromi should pursue Fu Tiao, but it turned out that Ishihara Hiromi didn't care at all about the affairs of these men and women.

She directly said that if Fu Tiao was willing, she could do it. Anyway, she was more than 20 years older than Fu Tiao. If Fu Tiao agreed, she would take advantage.

This kind of character left the people around him speechless. After Ishihara Hiromi and everyone around her exchanged a few words, she ran into the crowd, picked up a violin, and started playing.

It's not the string instrument that the boss brought out before, it's just a very ordinary violin.

She was playing blindly in that place, making a mess of the work that originally felt good, and was pulled down by others, and she was not allowed to touch the violin again.

There were even traditional jazz dancers in the room who came to the center of the stage and danced. The atmosphere of the whole bar instantly became more lively and lively.

He Shen hugged Zhao Zitong beside him and watched all this happily. Looking at Fu Diao who looked helpless, he couldn't help but move closer to him and whispered in his ear.

"What do you think? Think about it? How about Ishihara Hiromi? Although she is over forty, she takes good care of herself and has a good figure. Think about it?"

"?"

Fu Diao looked at He Shen who was smiling inexplicably, and said angrily: "Forget it, if you want, you can give it a try. Anyway, the master's wife is right over there. I think she won't mind, and

I think Teacher He and she are about the same age, so we match well together."

Fu Diao couldn't remember Zhao Zitong's name, so he could only use "Master Mu" instead.

Hearing the name of his master's wife, Zhao Zitong's smiling eyes narrowed into slits. Fu Diao was so happy. Although he didn't like it when Fu Diao said that he wanted He Shen to find that inexplicable Japanese crazy woman, he admitted that he was him.

The teacher's wife.

Zhao Zitong couldn't help but hugged He Shen's arm and asked with a smile: "How is it? My teacher He, how do you feel about Miss Ishihara?"

Ishihara Hiromi happened to be wandering near the three of them with a wine glass at this time. Looking at Zhao Zitong's expression, the woman's intuition immediately told her that the three of them were discussing her. She couldn't help but put down the wine glass and asked with a smile on her chin.

"Fu, are you talking about me?"

"Well, I just want to ask the guy next to me how he feels about you, nothing else." Zhao Zitong said obediently.

"Is this the one next to you?"

Hiromi Ishihara looked up and down at He Shen who was sitting upright and smiling, and couldn't help but pursed his lips and said indifferently.

"Tch, pretty boy, it doesn't suit my taste, boring, not interesting..."

After that, she grabbed the wine glass and drifted to another place to chat.

Fu Tiao and Zhao Zitong looked at He Shen's face gradually turning dark, and couldn't help laughing at the same time.

This may be the first time he has been called a pretty boy. You must know that whether he is in China or a beautiful country, he is famous for his talent. Who would have thought that he would be called a pretty boy by a jazz performer?

He Shen looked at Zhao Zitong, who was still smiling beside him, with a grimace, and couldn't help but ask: "Zhao Zitong, do I really look like a pretty boy?"

"Eh? Let me see..."

Zhao Zitong pinched He Shen's cheeks with both hands, and after rubbing them up and down, he stood up and leaned forward, and kissed him on the lips condescendingly. Looking at He Shen's cheeks that were gradually turning red, he rubbed them hard and smiled.

He opened his mouth and said: "It's true, but as the eldest lady, my favorite thing is pretty boys like you."

"..."

Sitting aside, Fu Diao always felt that he shouldn't be in this place. He always felt that he was a bit redundant, so he could only focus on the jazz musicians playing over there.

Now the people on the stage have completely changed. They are no longer the same people before, but replaced by several other unknown people.

From a double bass, drums, and piano trio, it became a small band with piano, violin, saxophone, bass, jazz and drum combination.

It seemed that the people on the stage were not familiar with it, and some of the pieces they were playing seemed to have been improvised by them. There were many new ideas, but the whole thing was not harmonious, and it was not as good as what Fu Tiao and his group played before.

Hiromi Ishihara was still shouting something at that place, but was booed by everyone.

Everything in the room was in perfect harmony, most people were immersed in jazz music, and a small number of people were immersed in disgusting love.

Fu Diao glanced disdainfully at He Shen and Zhao Zitong, who were chatting with each other over there, and sighed. Just as he was about to get up and go to the toilet, the bartender who gave him the card before came up and patted him gently.

Fu Diao whispered on his shoulder.

"Mr. Fu Tiao, Mr. Kapustin asked me to ask you if you have time now. He wants to meet you in the small room."

I’ve added one chapter, and there are 2 chapters left. I’ll try to add them all in the near future.
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