5290. Chapter 5290 Can't compare to Jing Jiaren in everything
Jing Jiaren smiled, and the atmosphere at the table was instantly heated up.
This feeling of a big family working together to deal with outsiders is quite good.
Jing Jiaren stepped on the white cashmere carpet and walked up to the piano platform on the stone steps.
Her posture is elegant and her face is beautiful, definitely comparable to the noblest Laurel Goddess...
The vase on the piano is filled with bright red roses, exuding a magnificent fragrance...
This golden piano is carved with retro and elegant patterns, its three legs are arched like a tripod, and the long piano bench is more like a chaise longue.
Jing Jiaren was wearing a black lace dress, with her sleeves still on. She ran her slender fingers over the keys and adjusted the tune.
Ye Xin's expression was originally one of waiting to see a joke...
When he saw Jing Jiaren's skillful movements in tuning the music, he suddenly became frightened and slumped down on the chair.
Jing Jiaren opened the music score on the shelf.
She rarely touched the piano, so she couldn't remember the music... which was more than enough to deal with Ye Xin.
This sheet of music goes from easy to difficult.
The earlier ones are easier, the later ones are more difficult...
However, the complexity of the music is only average. (That is to say, no matter whether it is the simplest or the most difficult, it will not exceed the intermediate level.)
Jing Jiaren turned to the last page and felt that she could control this song.
Ximen Longting picked up the crystal cup and took a sip of wine, raised his lips and said lightly: "My wife has long hands and long fingers."
Everyone: "..."
"No matter how you play, it's the sound of nature."
Everyone couldn't help but look at their fingers. Are their fingers very short?
It feels like Ximen Longting is showing off...
His wife has two eyes.
Do other people only have one eye?
It's a joy to be warm and warm. Anyway, among women, Jing Jiaren must be the one with the slenderest proportions and the longest hands.
The sound of the piano flows, just like the original sound from a CD, pure and ethereal...
This is a fine piano, and the sound quality is inherently good.
But Ye Xin didn't tune it, and it didn't match the scale she was playing.
Jing Jiaren moved her skillfully, and the whole feeling was far different...
The slender hands flowed, and the shoulders rose and fell as the fingers played, like the most beautiful siren playing in the night.
It blends perfectly with the piano.
Jing Jiaren controls it very easily...
Obviously her ability goes far beyond playing music at this level, which is completely different from Ye Xin's performance just now.
Ye Xin bit her lip and hung her head heavily, feeling like a frog in a well after being hit again and again.
She was used to being competitive no matter what she did, and it was difficult for her to accept her current situation - she couldn't compare to Jing Jiaren in everything.
It should be said that the difference is too far.
Ximen Longting shook his wine glass and suddenly told a story.
The general idea is that a nouveau riche became worth tens of millions through mining, and after leaving the original slums, he thought he was a rich man.
But when he wanted to step into the upper class, he found that all his assets were not enough for rich people to buy a sink!
Even Wen Xinnuan understood Ximen Longting's insinuation: "There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world."
"So as a person, it's best to be modest. Don't lose sight of your identity." Ji Ziang thought for a while and said, "Otherwise, it will make people laugh and be embarrassed - Ximen, is this what you want to say?"
Ye Xin's hands were clenched tightly, and her nails were digging into the palms of her hands.
Compared to beating her up, this kind of humiliation is more painful and embarrassing.