Suddenly someone squeezed her. She turned her head and saw that several Chinese people carrying camera machines had arrived. They must be from an artist team.
Maybe he saw a little girl standing in front of her. One of the photographers looked at her impatiently and said, "Let rang." in Chinese. Then he pushed her behind.
Jiang Ningyu didn't think anything was wrong, and walked straight to the end of the red carpet. But it was from the rear perspective. After a while, the photography team just came over again.
Maybe she thought she was an Internet celebrity who was on the red carpet, and the foul-mouthed photographer said to her rudely, "Can't you stop the machine?" Then he went to take pictures of a certain woman who stopped every step of the way on the red carpet.
Internet celebrity.
Jiang Ningyu had never seen that female internet celebrity, and she wasn't even famous, so she called her an internet celebrity. Other photographers also turned a blind eye to her, so she probably wasn't famous in the industry. But the female internet celebrity's psychological quality was strong enough, and she not only used that
She wears weird clothes that can't cover anything, and poses coquettishly, seeking attention, and even poses every three steps, blocking the people behind her.
Jiang Ningyu originally wanted to reply, "You have so many things to do. Whose machine will block you if it doesn't block it?" But after thinking about it, it's not easy to be a worker, and it's understandable to have a bad temper.
Since she was standing at the end of the red carpet, after the female internet celebrity got off the red carpet, she glanced at her very coldly, took the hand cream from the assistant, and asked while wiping it, "I don't want anyone waiting to enter my lens."
Bar?"
"No, Teacher Hong and the others are professionals. Don't worry, 'Brilliant Avenue Idol Diva Will Walks the Red Carpet Charity Dinner', just this set of photos will make you a little popular!" The assistant poured tea and water skillfully.
Flattery.
The female internet celebrity asked again, "Is there any chance to participate in this season's Philharmonic Variety Show?"
Philharmonic is a famous music variety show in China, which has made many popular singers and stars famous.
"This..." the assistant organized the words and said euphemistically, "They may have already drafted the personnel for this season, but we still have a great chance for next season."
"puff……"
Jiang Ningyu laughed out loud, but luckily she lowered her head to look at her phone in time, acting like it had nothing to do with her.
However, even so, the female internet celebrity still came over. A strong fragrance suddenly hit her, and Jiang Ningyu raised her head and glanced up.
The other person frowned and asked unhappily, "Why are you laughing?"
Jiang Ningyu was not frightened by her aura, "Why am I laughing? Does it have anything to do with you?"
"Bring your phone! Is it being recorded?!" The female internet celebrity said and was about to snatch her phone away.
Jiang Ningyu naturally couldn't give it, "If you don't record it, don't suffer from paranoia."
She was unambiguous in her remarks. The assistant quickly intervened between them and spoke sincerely to her, "Miss, our Jiajia is an idol. If you took or recorded something just now, can you please delete it?"
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"What nonsense are you talking to her about, Master Hong! Bring her phone to me!"
This was the first time for Jiang Ningyu to meet such an arrogant and unreasonable person, and an idol? However, she was really frightened by the attitude of the cameras coming towards her, so she turned around and ran away.
The reception waiting outside the arch was just a few steps away. She took out the invitation letter from her bag, announced her name, and hid behind them. Then she raised her mobile phone and shook it at the few people who stopped with ugly faces.
I made a mouth gesture of "Come in and catch me", and then I took a breath for myself.
Then he slipped in.
——Humph, I still want to catch her, don’t you know she’s smart?
Jiang Ningyu thought proudly, maybe she turned around so hard that she didn't expect that there was a person standing across the curtain, and she almost bumped into that person's chest. The scent of cologne hit her nostrils, and she subconsciously took a step back.
But his hand gently supported her back to help her stand firm.
She looked up and realized that it was the young man brought over by the teacher last time, Burton, the eldest son of the Will family. The handsome young man was wearing a tailored suit, holding a champagne glass in his left hand, and had a gentlemanly and elegant smile, "Sorry."
She quickly put away her expression and turned into a lady instantly, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have walked so fast. Didn't I scare you?"
"It's an honor to be frightened by a beautiful lady."
Burton's movements were graceful and his speech was aristocratic.
If it were any other person, he would have turned red with embarrassment.
But Jiang Ningyu just smiled, caught a glimpse of her teacher socializing on the other side, said, "I'll go over there then," and walked away with brisk steps.
Everything related to music was gorgeous and elegant. The band played jazz in the corner, and the waiters shuttled lightly with wine glasses. At that time, Jiang Ningyu only thought that the charity dinner was an elegant place, and did not think it was very luxurious.
But after it was over, Burton came to her again, and in front of her teacher, wanted to give her the violin that had just been auctioned. This is a Guarneri violin with a history of nearly 300 years, and the transaction price was 12 million US dollars.
. Taking pictures of your family’s things, borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha, this kind of behavior of spending a lot of money just to make a beauty smile is the romance of the rich.
Jiang Ningyu was frightened by his behavior, how could she dare to accept it? But rejection is a technical job. She did not act like a panicked child who was being shown love, or refused very righteously, but touched the maple wood of the side panel of the piano.
texture, smiled and sighed, "The first time I saw this piano was on TV. The famous French violinist Bakir used it to play in the concert hall. The resonance of the wooden body has an incomparable penetration.
At that time, I felt that this was a piano made for performances. Now I am not qualified to own it. If one day I can stand at the height of Bakir and accept Mr. Will's kindness."
When he heard these words, Burton's eyes suddenly changed. If he had to describe it, Jiang Ningyu felt that he had changed from being careless like looking at prey to a bit cautious. But he paused for two seconds and responded with an impeccable expression.
Smile, "I look forward to this day coming."
On the way back, the teacher praised her for handling it well, but also told her many things about the Will family, and expressed the hope that she would have a good relationship with Burton and have a better future.
However, Jiang Ningyu promised, but what she was thinking in her heart was: Rich second-generation people like Burton, who are passionate and surrounded by beauties, will definitely forget about this matter soon. Will they be able to see each other again in the future?
Two things to say.
What she didn't expect was that after that, she would see Burton in the audience every time she performed. Usually in the first row, the most conspicuous position.
Sometimes the senior sister who plays with me is also very puzzled, "Does the eldest son of the Will family have nothing to do all day long? I have met him several times in performances..."
"Really? You are lucky enough, this is my first time meeting you." said the second violinist who was playing with them for the first time.
The senior brothers and sisters who had gone to a charity dinner with Jiang Ningyu before and witnessed some hidden secrets said meaningfully, "I'm afraid I didn't come here specifically for someone..."
However, they respected martial ethics and did not sell Jiang Ningyu.