The waistcoat of a wealthy man shocked the world

Chapter 562 Sister Yi is holding a cactus?

Zhou Yi finished speaking

Sheng Xi and Nie Youran, who were standing next to them, immediately stopped talking.

According to past experience, if Sister Yi knows a person so well, it can only mean one thing, that is, Sister Yi knows Paul.

So Paul, the boss of this music festival, is an acquaintance of Sister Italy?

Cheng Jin lowered his eyebrows

He curled his fingers, tilted his head, and said lightly, "Know?"

Sheng Xi and Nie Youran immediately pricked up their ears.

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, "Yeah"

two o'clock sharp

Röseld's concert officially begins

Rosald walked onto the stage, elegant and talented, and nodded to everyone.

The audience burst into warm applause, which is enough to show the popularity of Rosald. Most of them are female fans.

Roseld looked at the people below to support him, feeling proud and proud.

After a circle

When his eyes fell on the front row, his eyes suddenly widened.

Uncontrollable shaking of the body

Is the girl wearing a peaked cap sitting in the third row Zhou Yi?

It must be her! !

Under bright stage lights

Scenes of being crushed during his childhood flooded into Rosold's mind.

Ever since Zhou Yi joined the Ross family and was trained by his grandfather to study music, he would study the same piece of music for five days, while Zhou Yi could learn it in just one day.

Zhou Yi is always the first to learn those obscure world famous songs.

In this way, all the resources that should have belonged to him were given to Zhou Yi.

He is not convinced

Why did a wild kid appear out of nowhere and take his place?

He was born noble and should enjoy the best

Rosold tried his best to hide his inner panic

The evidence is gone, even if Zhou Yi said that he plagiarized, who would believe it?

Although he thought so, while playing, Rosold couldn't help but look at where Zhou Yi was sitting.

Zhou Yi looked at Rosald, who was sitting next to the piano on the stage.

The chin is propped up, the eyes are cold, and the ends of the raised eyes are evil and gangster.

The corners of the mouth raised a vague arc

The concert only lasted less than half an hour, and some guests started to frown slightly.

A virtuoso didn't focus on his own performance, but any professional could see that Rothold was a little absent-minded at the moment

Paul, who was sitting in the front row, had a cold face.

For a concert of this caliber, he felt that he was wasting his time just sitting here.

As a pianist of Röseld's level, a few notes were out of pitch just now.

It is really inappropriate for such a low-level mistake to occur at such a personal concert.

Rossold was obviously aware of this. He quickly adjusted his mentality and finally played the next concert without any risk.

The last piece he performed was his famous "Desperate Soul"

It is also the finale of today’s concert, the much-anticipated curtain call.

Röseld can only place his hope on this piece of music now, hoping that Paul will allow him to join the International Music Association through this piece of music.

Rothel held back the fear in his heart

He didn't dare to look at the third row where Zhou Yi was sitting.

The cold sweat on his face flowed down his temples.

Cold sweat also broke out in my palms

Cheng Jin looked at Rosald on the stage and said solemnly, "He is very scared now."

Zhou Yiyun nodded lightly

Sheng Xi and Nie Youran looked at each other

Can this Rosold not be afraid? The real owner is in front of him, don't you know the songs you plagiarized?

It's hell if you're not afraid

Finally, Roald played the desperate soul that he had carefully prepared.

The audience applauded thunderously, and the enthusiasm of the audience was also very high.

Roseld looked at the seat in the third row where Zhou Yi had just sat. He only saw an outstanding-looking man sitting on the side, and did not see Zhou Yi.

Rossold finally felt relieved.

He showed a fake smile to everyone, but when he looked at Paul sitting in the first row

I have a bit of a bad feeling in my heart

Among the people applauding, only Paul in the first row looked at the stage expressionlessly.

frowning

There is no expression of satisfaction at all

What does it mean?

Apart from Zhou Yi, there is no one in the world who can play the song "Desperate Soul" better than him.

Isn't this Paul dissatisfied?

offstage

Sheng Xi asked in a low voice, "Master Jin, where has Sister Yi gone? The concert will end with the flower laying part."

Cheng Jin's eyes were deep, his expression was dull, and his voice was low, "I'll know it soon."

As soon as Sheng Xi heard this, she knew there was something good to watch.

Nie Youran is also gearing up

If sister Yi reaches out and beats up this plagiarism dog Rosald later, he will definitely go up and stomp on this guy's face...

Dare to plagiarize Sister Yi’s song

His brain is broken today

Next is the part where the audience presents flowers

Rosold stood there like a proud male peacock, waiting to receive flowers from the audience.

He thought Zhou Yi had left

He guessed that Zhou Yi probably knew that the recording in Rost's hand had been destroyed, so he retreated and would not cause any more trouble to him.

I bet this woman Zhou Yi is sensible, otherwise I would definitely let her know what regret is.

The people who presented flowers were all arranged in advance. There were fans, and there were also people arranged by the organizer who were afraid of being left alone.

Flower-layers came up one after another, and all kinds of flowers soon filled the stage

Until the last person slowly walked onto the stage

The auditorium, which could accommodate thousands of people, became quiet little by little for some unknown reason.

Cheng Jin, who was sitting in his seat, looked at the little girl coming against the light.

Eyes filled with coldness are faint

A corner of the mouth

The most excited ones were Nie Youran and Sheng Xi. They sat there all afternoon just to see the wonderful scene of Sister Yi tearing apart Rossold with her hands.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Sheng Xi's cheering slogans would have been rang out.

Rosold on the stage looked at the girl wearing a peaked cap who was approaching him little by little.

face stiff

I couldn't help but take two steps back.

"you you……"

At this moment, Rosald couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

Paul, who was also in the first row, stood up instantly, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

This kid is finally willing to show up, but is she just showing up to listen to such a low-end concert?

What Rosald never knew was that if it weren’t for the song “Desperate Souls”, Paul wouldn’t be sitting here listening to him play this unpleasant music.

Rosold, who had lost his temper and was so frightened that his hands were trembling slightly, had no intention of noticing Paul's abnormality.

He is now enveloped in huge panic

Zhou Yi walked towards Rosseld leisurely, holding a pot of cactus in his hand.

The audience below was already shocked

It’s the first time I see someone offering a cactus to someone. Isn’t this nonsense?

There is a lot of discussion

"Who is this person? How could the organizer arrange for such a person to offer cactus? Are you crazy?"

"It can't be arranged by the organizer. Is it some crazy fan who likes De, or is he deliberately looking for trouble?"

"But don't you think De's performance today was a little abnormal? He seems to have been looking at the front row of the audience, which is strange."

"The half of this woman's face looks familiar? I feel like I've seen it somewhere before?"