The girl paused and looked at Yan Qianyu with admiration, as if expecting something, "Rachmaninoff said that only Horowitz could perform this piano concerto well. However, this
The genius pianist has died, and there are few people who can perform this piece perfectly."
The girl's voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of everyone present. The group of clowns who were making noise just now shut their mouths knowingly. Not to mention how well Yan Qianyu played, his courage alone was not
They can compare.
All the women's eyes were fixed on Yan Qianyu. No woman didn't like such an elegant thing as the piano. According to incomplete estimates, more than half of the women present had already regarded Yan Qianyu as their target tonight.
More than 80% of women regard him as the best partner for sexual activity and fantasy, and almost all women regard him as the best boyfriend.
A flash of surprise flashed in Zhang Ziliang's eyes. This kind of elegant stuff was not acceptable to people born in his era. He was in a high position and had attended many high-level gatherings, and of course he had listened to a lot of music. At this time, this
"Piano Concerto No. 3" filled him with expectations.
"Didn't you once say that no one can perform this song?" With doubts, the girl next to Nangong Jun whispered.
Nangong Jun's eyes flashed with burning eyes. He did not answer. He just wanted to see if Yan Qianyu, a man, had any pride.
"I just said that my buddy's moves must be extraordinary." Su Yuntian boasted to the people around him carelessly, as if the person standing in the field was himself.
After debugging this old piano, Yan Qianyu sat in front of it with a calm mind, integrating the music into his heart. This is the true meaning of music!
Although the casual attire was incompatible with the occasion, no one cared about this small gain or loss. All the lights in the hall were turned off, and in the darkness, a flashlight fell on Yan Qianyu.
Taking a deep breath, Yan Qianyu closed his eyes and played the piece slowly.
Ten minutes is neither long nor short. For Yan Qianyu, who is immersed in the ocean of music, this time is like a white horse passing by. Things without challenges cannot arouse his interest.
He was able to perform this piece of music perfectly that he had wasted so much time on, and only he knew the hard work behind it. It was not to please others or to use it as a capital to show off to others, it was just a piece of music.
It's just a hobby.
Experts watch the door, and laymen watch the excitement. Maybe there are not many people in this hall who really understand this piece of music, but no one dares to break this elegant and unforgettable atmosphere.
There is still a long way to go for the Chinese upper class to reach the elegance of European and American aristocrats. After Yan Qianyu's gentlemanly curtain call, there was a burst of warm applause. Even those rebellious people who rely on their family's wealth and wealth
Even the powerful second-generation rich man has to admit that his performance is indeed extraordinary.
Using a piece of music as a fundraiser, Yan Qianyu didn't seem to know that his bored behavior had set a precedent. Perhaps in the eyes of some disdainful people, this kind of behavior similar to busking is nothing more than self-deprecation, but Yan Qianyu
Qianyu doesn't care, he is not a saint, it is enough that he can contribute his heart with the effort of an ordinary person!
Instead of stepping down in embarrassment as expected, Yan Qianyu glanced at the corner where everyone was flirting with each other from time to time with a normal expression. He met a pair of eyes with satisfaction and admiration, and left gracefully.
The value of a song is not what Yan Qianyu wants to know. He is not interested in this kind of fighting for fortune in the upper class. Bill Gates's net worth is well known to everyone, but he does not stand up and show off because he knows that in the world,
There are many richer people behind him. Outside the world, outsiders. The Rothschild family, which is said to have fifty trillion US dollars, keeps a low profile, let alone an American businessman with a small amount of assets.
Zhang Ziliang looked at Yan Qianyu's leaving figure, and a glimmer of light burst out in his eyes. Young people who can be valued by his teacher are indeed extraordinary. On the other hand, the so-called elites from all walks of life who he has met are more than one level apart.
Yan Qianyu left, but the auction still had to go on. But no one knew that three women had left quietly.
"teacher!"
Yan Qianyu stopped when he heard the voice, without looking back, and said calmly: "Don't aim too high, remember to keep your feet on the ground."
The girl behind was shaken and stood there like a wooden stake. After a while, determination flashed in her confused eyes.
Yan Qianyu knew that the girl was in the Jin family villa and the person who just stood up to speak for him, but he didn't have much interest in getting entangled with her. He still had a lot of big things to do and didn't have much time for him to waste.
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The hall on the first floor did not seem to be as noisy and passionate as when Yan Qianyu came. There were a few scattered couples of men and women hiding in dark corners and flirting, looking around from time to time.
Yan Qianyu, who was leaning against a pillar with an unknown brand of cigarette in his mouth, watched Jiang Huanxi walk over with a charming smile.
"She said she was a little tired and was going home first." Jiang Huanxi said with a hint of jealousy.
"Um."
Although Yan Qianyu cannot completely grasp He Qiangwei's character, he already knows about it. Stubborn and unyielding women are often favored by men.
There was pride, excitement and admiration in her watery eyes, and Jiang Huanxi was filled with sweetness for Yan Qianyu's amazing performance just now. At this time, putting aside those distracting thoughts of right and wrong, she somewhat understood why so many capable women were willing to be mediocre.
Standing behind a man to support him silently is a kind of enjoyment.
"Will you come to my place tonight?" Jiang Huanxi said in a provocative tone. Perhaps to reward this man who gave her a strange feeling, this kind of bold and explicit hint was something she usually did not dare to bring up.
Tonight! A thought-provoking smile appeared on Yan Qianyu’s lips. I believe the conversation with the superiors from Jiangsu and Zhejiang Provinces will be very interesting!
"Why don't we find a place now to discuss what we should do tonight." Yan Qianyu said, hugging Jiang Huanxi and rubbing her pink neck from time to time.
Jiang Huanxi felt restless in his body and closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate. The feeling of having an affair in a place like this makes people more likely to have instinctive desires.
"Don't be here, go to my car." Feeling that a hand had reached into the forbidden area under her skirt, Jiang Huanxi struggled subconsciously.
Yan Qianyu would never refuse a beauty's request. On a journey that could be completed in a few minutes, the two of them wasted more than ten minutes under his teasing words and shameless hands.
It seems that women only love BMWs! Yan Qianyuqing didn't feel strange at all when he got into the car. After unfolding the car seat, he was not eager to kill the woman next to him on the spot. As a senior intellectual, the flirtation at this time
can achieve better results.
Strange places can often arouse excitement and passion. Jiang Huanxi, with two red clouds on his face, looked at Yan Qianyu shyly. Even the most promiscuous woman has an innocent side, let alone a top-notch woman like Jiang Huanxi.
An evil smile appeared on Yan Qianyu's lips, and he whispered to Jiang Huanxi, who pouted in dissatisfaction and punched him. Of course, under his sweet words and extravagant boasts, Jiang Huanxi could only agree to this pervert's proposal.
Require.
Beauty blows the flute!
Yan Qianyu closed her eyes and spoke out from time to time to teach Jiang Huanxi, a child who seemed to have just walked out of kindergarten. Once she had the first time, the woman's resistance was reduced a lot invisibly.
A woman's beauty is not just innate, it also requires unremitting efforts. For example, Jiang Huanxi, who has a charming and tender look between her eyebrows now. Although love makes people blind, sex can make people young.
Jiang Huanxi's red lips are sexy and charming, and the crystal light flashing at the corners of her mouth is like stars in the bright starry sky in the dark BMW.
Although she tried her best, Yan Qianyu never broke out. At her wits' end, she gave up this charming service and resorted to forcing him to surrender.
One person is destined to be conquered. Yan Qianyu walked out of the BMW in a well-dressed manner, leaving behind Jiang Huanxi who was dripping with sweat. It is also a sin for a man to be too strong in certain aspects. Yan Qianyu stood there carelessly, with a piece of cake in his mouth.
He was smoking a cigarette, and there was no trace of the elegant man who had just played the "Piano Concerto No. 3".
After a period of calm, Jiang Huanxi walked out of the car neatly dressed. Her calm and rosy face did not reveal that she was the crazy woman who just covered her mouth to prevent herself from shouting.
This charity fund-raising directed by the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Provincial Government came to an end, and the amount of money raised was beyond ordinary people's imagination. After leaving with the red flag hanging the government license plate No. 1, Yan Qianyu was not in a hurry to follow. He picked up his mobile phone and called Ma
San made a phone call. The content was very simple. He asked him to deliver the top-quality Wuyishan Dahongpao that had been treasured for a long time at the Black Tiger Club headquarters as quickly as possible.
What powerful people like is not money or women, but these elegant and refreshing things. You can tell a person's taste through gifts, and Yan Qianyu's vision is not ordinary vicious.
Yan Qianyu likes tea very much. He has been mercilessly 'tortured' by his father since he was a child, and he is familiar with this knowledge.
Ma San, who has become a secret chess piece in Yan Qianyu's hands, is very low-key in his work. Countless forces have extended olive branches to him while speculating on who has the ability to take over this old gang with many years of history.