Wen Yibei walked back to his relatives from the stage, with a gentle smile as always, "Grandpa, what do you think?"

Shi Yunnan met his gaze and couldn't stop his proud look, "That's enough? Wen's cellist's performance, who dares to have an opinion?"

Wen Yibei chuckled and couldn't help but move back to his brother, "You,...the filter for me is too heavy, please keep a low profile for me."

"What's the low-key? Your excellence is not a day or two." Shi Yunnan replied.

Mr. Wen, who was close to him, heard the conversation between the two brothers and said with a smile, "You two brothers, in the eyes of Grandpa, you are very good, don't be afraid that these guests will listen to jokes!"

Mr. Wen knew that their two brothers had supported and encouraged each other over the years, and had never had any conflicts.

Even if Shi Yunnan failed to embark on the path of a ‘violinist’ in the end, it did not affect Mr. Wen’s attitude towards him in the slightest. He was unspeakably satisfied and loved by his two grandsons.

There were guests around to respond, "Yes, Master Wen's cello, that's really nothing!"

Another young voice rang out, "This is when my elder brother has already performed, so Young Master Shi, who is the younger brother, should he also go up and perform?"

When Shi Yunnan heard this, the smile on his face solidified slightly.

He looked towards the source of the sound for the first time, and he was a young man with a good-looking face.

Wen Yibei also noticed something wrong. He was just about to politely refuse for his brother. As a result, there was a response from the crowd, "It's necessary."

Wen Chenglang didn't know where he came out and replied instead of Shi Yunnan, "My two cousins, one of them played the cello and the other played the violin. They were famous back then."

When the two brothers were seven years old, they had signed up to participate in the most authoritative "Chinese Instrumental Music Competition". One won the cello group championship, and the other won the violin group championship.

Even the two-person ensemble project won the championship from a mixed group of young players.

Once this happened, everyone learned that they were Mr. Wen's grandsons, and they simply boasted that there was nothing in the sky but nothing in the earth.

But the good times didn't last long. Less than two months after the game ended, the mother of the two brothers, Wen Min, passed away unexpectedly. The two families of Wen and Shi had a quarrel and completely broke their relationship. In the end, they brought back a child.

Most of the guests in the venue are mixed in the music circle, and they are not very sensitive to rich gossip, so——

Wen Yibei lives in the Wen family, and they have heard of his outstanding achievements since childhood, but they don't know much about Shi Yunnan's experience in the Shi family over the years.

Some middle-aged guests thought of the scenery of the two brothers back then, and added a suggestion with a smile, "Yes, it's a rare opportunity, it's better for Young Master Shi to also come on stage to play a song to help."

"..."

Shi Yunnan didn't answer, just turned his gaze to Wen Chenglang.

Wen Chenglang met his gaze without fear, walked slowly back to Song Zhiqiu's side, and the moment he lifted the wine glass and gestured slightly, it was clearly a malicious provocation.

When Luo Lingsheng and Wen Yibei saw this scene, their expressions changed at the same time.

Luo Lingsheng's deliberately restrained aura instantly became cold and heavy, while Wen Yibei silently guarded his brother.

It’s fine if outsiders don’t know. How could the Wen family not know what happened to Shi Yunnan over the years, and how could they not know that Shi Yunnan had already been'forced' to give up the violin?

Wen Chenglang deliberately took advantage of other guests' enthusiastic suggestions. To put it bluntly, he wanted Shi Yunnan to ride a tiger, and then make a fool of himself in front of all the guests after he took the stage!

Mr. Wen realized that his grandson’s speech was inappropriate, and his eyebrows were slightly twisted, “Cheng Lang, you just have this skill today, why don’t you play a song for everyone first? Let Grandpa see if there is any progress.”

Mr. Wen didn't want Shi Yunnan to be embarrassed, nor did he want to criticize Wen Chenglang for not giving face in public, so he had to find a way to move the topic away.

Unexpectedly, Wen Chenglang deliberately refused to accept the move.

He replied in a kind voice, "Grandpa, now the big guys are waiting for my cousin to come on stage to cheer up, why am I embarrassed to take away his reputation?"

"When he finishes playing, if everyone still wants to watch me play, it's not too late for me to play."

Wen Chenglang changed from his previous meanness to a good-tempered look, as if every word he said was for Shi Yunnan's sake.

As the saying goes, you don't hit a smiley person with your hand. Even if someone sees something, he won't say it's not on this occasion.

Wen Chenglang is two years younger than the two brothers, and he has also been a violin in the choice of entry instruments since he was a child.

When he was seven years old, he participated in another Chinese Instrumental Music Competition, but was eliminated in the preliminary round because of a wrong score.

Because there is such an excellent example of Shi Yunnan before, others always compare it intentionally or unintentionally, and Wen Chenglang always feels very shameful.

Afterwards, Shi Yunnan made no sound in the field of "violin", and Wen Chenglang regained some of his pride.

But the bad thing is that Wen Yibei, who is similar to his instrument system, has done better than him.

Over time, Wen Chenglang's unwillingness turned into jealousy, and then from jealousy to disgust and targeting, and he has gone step by step to the present.

Outsiders can't see it, it doesn't mean that the Wen family can't see it.

Wen Yanfeng saw his son's deliberateness, his eyebrows frowned immediately, "Wen Chenglang, have you forgotten what I said?"

He deliberately lowered his voice, but the warning in the words was still particularly obvious.

When Song Zhiqiu heard his attitude, he immediately began to defend his son, "What are you murdering him for? Xiao Lang is so good today. Besides, everyone wants Yunnan to play the violin."

She looked over her husband, looked at Shi Yunnan with a smile and moved the topic back, "Yunnan, don't scan everyone's Yaxing."

After this time, everyone present finally saw something famous-Shi Yunnan didn't plan to take the stage? Did he give up the violin?

But soon, someone in the crowd took over and said, "I think Young Master Shi hasn't touched a musical instrument much in foreign countries in these years. Don't embarrass him if you are a big guy."

"Three young masters, just go on your own! I heard that you have been shortlisted as a new member of the Chinese Violin Association?"

It was the strange young man who suggested that Shi Yunnan play the violin before.

Shi Yunnan felt his cooperation with Wen Chenglang, and smiled without saying a word.

"A new member of the association?" Song Zhiqiu was suddenly overjoyed, "Xiao Lang, why don't you tell your family earlier this kind of good news?"

The complexions of Mr. Wen and Wen Yanfeng also changed, as if they couldn't believe this sudden news.

After all, the new members of the Chinese Violin Association are definitely not so good shortlists.

Compared with Song Zhiqiu's blind recognition of Wen Chenglang's playing ability, the two of them clearly understood Wen Chenglang's upper limit.

The guests around finally understood

Shi Yunnan had such a great talent when he was a child, but now he has given up on the violin?

On the contrary, Wen Chenglang, who has been used for comparison since he was a child, and has a mediocre talent, has quickly become a new member of the Chinese Violin Association with his own efforts?

This is really Hedong for thirty years, Hexi for thirty years?

In front of many guests, Wen Chenglang responded in a hurry, "It's still uncertain about being shortlisted. After all, there are so many outstanding people competing with me."

"However, the result is not bad..."

Compared to those young violinists who are only 18 or 19 years old, his playing time is obviously longer and he has more experience. Five places, no matter how he can occupy one?

Hearing Wen Chenglang's response, all eyes from all directions focused on Shi Yunnan's body, some expressing regrets, some expressing sighs, and also secretly belittling those who watch the excitement.

Shi Yunnan is not ashamed of such remarks.

Not to mention that he has harvested the field of jewelry design that can continue to shine, just on the violin——

Inferior skills means inferior skills. He regretted giving up the violin at the beginning, but he also understood that the past cannot be followed.

The most important thing is that even if he is no longer good, Luo Lingsheng still likes his violin sound, which is enough.

As for Wen Chenglang who deliberately picked things up, Mr. Wen didn't want to care about the face of his 80th birthday, but once again, he couldn't guarantee where his fist would fall.

In contrast to Shi Yunnan's calmness, Wen Yibei saw that his brother was baptized by such gazes, and immediately raised an unknown anger towards the perpetrator.

As soon as he was about to speak, there was another commotion outside the crowd——

"Ms. Mo Tan is here!"

"Good old Mr. Mo."

The crowd circumvented a small path automatically, revealing the figure of the person on the outside.

The man was wearing an iron-gray suit with gray beard and hair, but he looked vigorous.

Shi Yunnan recognized the other party and murmured, "...Teacher."

Luo Lingsheng murmured, "Teacher?"

Shi Yunnan bent over and took the initiative to explain, "Mo Tan, the most outstanding violinist in China."

When Mo Tan was young, he was the first Chinese violinist to win important international awards, and his identity can be seen from this.

"Back then, I won the first place in the competition. Mr. Mo once took the initiative to teach me under his sect for a while, but it's a pity..."

It is a pity that Wen Min passed away unexpectedly, and their relationship between teachers and students was also forced to end, which took only two months.

Mo Tan took a roll of paper and ink and walked directly to Mr. Wen's side, and congratulated him in full, "Old birthday star, I wish the sun and the moon, Songhe Changchun!"

"I have to go to other provinces to participate in the seminar, and I will drive to this area in a temporary car, and I will be able to catch up to wish you a birthday."

"Enough is enough. It would be great if your old friend can come." Mr. Wen said.

Seeing this, Wen Yanfeng accepted the ink scroll instead of his father.

Mo Tan looked around, his piercing gaze suddenly fixed on Shi Yunnan's body, "This is?"

"Old..." Shi Yunnan's "Teacher" was stuck in his throat, but he shouted in a satisfactory manner, "Mr. Mo, I am Shi Yunnan."

Mo Tan recognized his appearance and immediately put on a surprised face, "Yunnam? You let the teacher see, you haven't seen this in almost 20 years, right? He looks such a talented person!"

Mo Tan patted Shi Yunnan on the shoulder, as if to Mr. Wen, and as if saying to everyone, "Yunnan is one of the most outstanding students I have ever met in this industry."

"The talent of this kid back then makes me want to give a thumbs up."

"..."

Mo Tan is a well-known straight character in the circle, and he has achieved this to the extreme when he gets older.

In his mouth, good is good and bad is bad, and he never tells a lie.

At this moment, not only did he have an impression of Shi Yunnan back then, but he was able to boast in public as soon as he met. Obviously, he liked and remembered this student from the bottom of his heart.

When Wen Chenglang on the side heard this, a trace of unhappiness flashed across his eyes.

He finally felt that Shi Yunnan was going to lose face in front of everyone, but as soon as the old immortal came, he took Shi Yunnan to the sky in a few words.

I bother!

What about the outstanding talent back then? Isn't it that you can't even hold the bow now?

A guest noticed Wen Chenglang's subtle reaction, and asked with a hint of the excitement of watching the excitement, "Mo Lao, if I remember correctly, Young Master Wen San also stayed at your door for a while?"

Wen Chenglang secretly took a breath, suddenly feeling a little more uneasy.

Compared with Shi Yunnan's outstanding initiative in the past, Mo Tan was attracted. He was able to learn piano under Mo Tan's hands. It was completely because Song Zhiqiu showed the face of Mr. Wen that the other party had to accept it.

And within three months, Wen Chenglang was persuaded by Mo Tan to leave.

In the next second, a guest answered, "Which student Mo Lao brought out is not one of the best? Didn't you just say that Young Master Wen San will soon be shortlisted as a new member of the Chinese Violin Association?"

"...This is also amazing!"

Wen Chenglang's heart suddenly twitched, and his guilty conscience climbed up instantly when he met Mo Tan's gaze.

You know, Mo Tan is the chairman of the Chinese Violin Association and one of the core judges in charge of this selection.

"Cheng Lang, haven't you received the notice from the association? You..."

The results of the preliminary test for the shortlisted selection have already come out, and Wen Chenglang has not been selected. As the person involved, he should not be more aware of the news.

Mo Tan's doubts only stayed for two or three seconds, as if he had understood something, his eyes were full of disapproval, but after all, he did not demolish Wen Chenglang's platform in public.

"Old Wen, I didn't say it."

Mo Tan turned his gaze back to Mr. Wen's face, and whispered heartily, "Good music under the world cannot tolerate fraud, and so is a human being."

"..."

As soon as the words are spoken, everyone who understands will understand.

The lie that Mo Lao didn't expose Wen Chenglang in public was because of Mr. Wen's face, but the enlightenment that followed was more condemning than to expose Wen Chenglang in public.

Shi Yunnan and Luo Lingsheng looked at each other and bent down, "Luo Lingsheng, have you seen it? You must be self-aware, so as not to lift a rock and hit yourself in the foot."

Luo Lingsheng saw his undisguised gloat between his eyebrows and replied, "Well, he is not as good as you."

Originally, Shi Yunnan just wanted to complain about Wen Chenglang, but he didn't expect to be praised by Luo Lingsheng for no reason. The corner of his mouth curled up, not to mention how good he was.

Mr. Wen and Wen Yanfeng glanced at each other, and they couldn't hide their disappointment in Wen Chenglang, but they both concealed this idea very well.

Facing the gazes of everyone in the audience, Wen Chenglang's brain buzzed, wishing to find a hole to go straight down.

You must know that he has reserved room for himself-just to say that he has the opportunity, he may not be selected as a new member, just to be able to honor himself in the future.

The results of it?

Mo Tan dismantled him as soon as he came! Invisibly, it was demolished firmly and accurately for him!

This old immortal!

Wen Chenglang was angry and regretful in his heart. If he knew that Mo Tan would come, he would definitely not say that in front of everyone.

Song Zhiqiu also knew that her son had lied, and the pride in her heart was immediately relieved, but she did not want her son to lose Shi Yunnan in front of everyone.

"Cheng Lang, since it's your grandfather's birthday, you, as the eldest grandson, will go up and play a song to cheer you up."

How can it be better before? Anyway, Shi Yunnan no longer knows how to play the violin.

As long as Wen Chenglang's interpretation is good enough later, who will account for those remarks? Strength is the hard indicator that attracts attention.

Wen Chenglang has practiced the violin for more than ten years. Although she has not been able to shine as well as Wen Yibei, in the eyes of her mother, her son is definitely not bad!

Wen Chenglang thought for a while, and had no choice but to respond.

If he shakes his face and leaves at this moment, he will only make his situation more embarrassing.

Wen Chenglang played on stage in full view. For Mr. Wen's birthday banquet, he also practiced piano music in order not to lose too much Wen Yibei.

It's a pity that he was still uneasy, and at the beginning he made several wrong notes in a row.

Such a mistake is too obvious.

Not to mention the guests who have been soaking in music all the year round, even Qin Jian and Yuan Meng have heard the flaws.

The whole audience gave Mr. Wen enough face, everyone tried their best to endure the laugh, but everyone was emotional

Whether it is beautiful jade or broken porcelain, diamond diamonds will tell you just a try.

It's just a pity that Shi Yunnan didn't continue his violin, otherwise, with his talents back then, he would definitely be able to stand tall with his brother.

Not just like Wen Chenglang, who only talks big words!

...

At 4:30 in the afternoon, the guests in the banquet hall slowly dispersed.

Shi Yunnan accompanied Luo Lingsheng back to the elegant room, and sat on the sofa with a light sigh, "Tired."

"Listen to Mr. Wen, there will be a dinner later?"

"It's a family banquet. I heard from my brother that the second aunt and his family can only come over at night." Shi Yunnan explained.

Mr. Wen has three children under his knees, the eldest son Wen Yanfeng, the second daughter Wen Xiu, and the third daughter Wen Min.

In his early years, Wen Xiu married a woodcarver from another province. Now he is extremely happy and contented. Last month he even had a little grandson. He just wanted to use this opportunity to bring Mr. Wen, the'grand grandfather'. Check it out.

"so many people?"

There was a hint of surprise at the corner of Luo Lingsheng's eyes.

Shi Yunnan caught it accurately and stepped forward and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can actually go back to the Luo family directly, it doesn't matter."

He originally wanted to bring Luo Lingsheng to meet Mr. Wen and let each other know each other.

As for the next family banquet, it was indeed too close in terms of distance. The relationship between the two was still in the ‘contracted marriage’, and Shi Yunnan didn’t want him to be embarrassed.

"No." Luo Lingsheng replied.

Since he had accepted Wen Yanfeng's words, he would not escape. The most important thing is that he had barely communicated with Mr. Wen at the banquet just now, and he didn't have a thorough understanding of the elder's thoughts for the time being.

Seeing that Luo Lingsheng planned to stay, Shi Yunnan unconsciously revealed a sense of joy, as if he really had a subtle feeling of "bringing her husband to introduce her to relatives."

Taking advantage of the absence of outsiders in the private room, he couldn't help but squeezed the hands on both sides of the wheelchair and leaned forward, "Luo Lingsheng, are you nervous?"

"nervous?"

Shi Yunnan said ‘um’ and said, “For me, the Wen family only has grandpa, uncle, and my brother worthy of attention. The latter two should have no opinion on you, so only grandpa’s attitude is left unclear.”

What Shi Yunnan said was to Luo Lingsheng, more like it was to himself.

Luo Lingsheng's heart condensed and asked, "Are you afraid that Mr. Wen has opinions on me?"

"Not afraid."

Shi Yunnan shook his head and moved closer, "I just want to tell you that no matter what Grandpa's attitude towards you, I will unconditionally favor you."

From the agreement to get married, to the real heart, Luo Lingsheng is the person he likes.

Shi Yunnan hopes that the only three family members he cares about will like Luo Lingsheng. Of course, even if the family members really don't like it, he will not change his inner choice.

——I am biased towards you unconditionally.

Luo Lingsheng silently recalled these words, and raised his lips slightly, "I see."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a knock on the door, and Qin Jian's voice came, "Patriarch, the group has an urgent document for you to electronically sign it after review."

Shi Yunnan moved back, and Luo Lingsheng said at the same time, "Come in."

In fact, it was originally scheduled to be very busy on Tuesday, but Luo Lingsheng spared four hours of free time for Shi Yunnan's words.

Now there is another dinner party temporarily, which has caused the accumulation of urgent matters.

Qin Jian pushed in and handed Luo Lingsheng the electronic version of the report.

Shi Yunnan glanced at the time, "I'm going out and shaking, I won't disturb you anymore."

"Fifteen minutes at most." Luo Lingsheng gave the time concisely, "I will go to you after I handle it."

"good."

Shi Yunnan curled her lips and simply left the quiet room for them.

Not long after he went out, he met Wen Yibei who was looking for someone, "Yunnan, why are you alone? What about Mr. Luo?"

"The family banquet is on the sixth floor. The guests are almost scattered. You can go down at any time."

"Don't worry, he has something to deal with."

Wen Yibei nodded when he heard this and didn't ask much.

The two brothers walked side by side into the side gallery, and when they approached the corner, they suddenly heard a low-pressure curse.

"Damn, hell, every time I meet Shi Yunnan, it's okay! It's a shame to be ashamed today!"

"Did you see his gloating expression just now? If it wasn't for my grandfather's face, I would have punched it."

Shi Yunnan and Wen Yibei heard this, and stopped at the same time-the master of this voice is Wen Chenglang.

"Range, don't worry, it's a big deal to go to the bar to drink at night, and then buy some beautiful girls?"

"No, there will be a bullshit family dinner later. You don't know my mother's competitive temperament. Since I was a child, I don't know which muscle I have suffered, for fear that their two brothers will occupy my place."

"If I don't go tonight, she can deduct my bank card directly. Where will the young master go in the future?"

"Then I'm leaving now?"

"Ok."

Wen Chenglang replied, seeming to feel that his suffocation in his heart hadn't been enough to vent, and continued to curse in a low voice, "Shi Yunnan, this sordid kind, is he not promising?"

"With mothers and no mothers, Shi's family can't hang around anymore, and now I find a disabled person to live, I..."

The curse stopped abruptly.

Wen Chenglang confronted Shi Yunnan and Wen Yibei, almost choked to get up.

Probably because he was insulting behind his back, he was caught upright by the master, and Wen Chenglang's expression quickly disappeared, and he shouted arrogantly.

"What's wrong with your two brothers? Hiding here to listen to the corner?"

Wen Yibei looked at the person next to Wen Chenglang. As expected, it was a strange young man who had just asked him to play the violin at the banquet.

It now appears that this person is Wen Chenglang's friend, who just sang together, trying to embarrass Shi Yunnan in front of the guests.

At this moment, Shi Yunnan's eyes had completely sunk.

He could barely endure other things at Mr. Wen's birthday banquet. But Wen Chenglang was the only one who scolded ‘Luo Lingsheng is a disabled person,’ he couldn’t bear it!

"Wen Chenglang."

The fingers of Shi Yunnan's right hand slid around and made a fist, his eyes were so cold that he could kill.

Wen Chenglang was horrified by his cold gaze, and stepped back unconsciously, "Shi Yunnan, you..."

"Yunnam, wait!"

At the same time, Wen Yibei also stopped Shi Yunnan's actions, "Today is Grandpa's birthday, so don't let him have a second chance with the events of that year."

"elder brother?"

Shi Yunnan's mind went froze.

Seeing that the two brothers had a disagreement on this matter, Wen Chenglang suddenly hummed and said, "That is, grandpa's birthday is, so don't think about making him angry again..."

"I won't let Yunnam hit you, doesn't mean I won't hit you!"

boom!

Before Wen Chenglang finished speaking, he was stunned by Wen Yibei's sudden punch, and fell into the arms of his companion two steps back.

Shi Yunnan was surprised. He didn't expect that Wen Yibei's hand that could only draw a bow actually hit someone for an unprecedented time.

"Brother, you..."

"Don't worry about it." Wen Yibei guarded in front of his brother.

His gentle expression was dyed red with anger at this moment, and there was an uncontrollable tremor in his tone.

"Today is my grandfather's birthday, so I will be responsible if something goes wrong! You can't imagine pulling my brother into the water like you did in the past!"

"Wen Chenglang, you apologize to me!"

The author has something to say: # It’s scary for a gentle person to go crazy~

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