I am a rich man

With a "pop", bright red finger prints instantly appeared on the fair cheeks, and they became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mrs. Song's facial features were slightly distorted because of her anger, her whole body looked a little ferocious, and her voice was so sharp that it was ear-piercing.

"Yaoyao doesn't owe you anything! He is innocent! What do you want to do? Take Yaoyao's trophy today, but tomorrow will you take away everything from Yaoyao? How can you do such shameless things at such a young age? What? This trophy belongs to Yaoyao, bring it here. I didn’t bring you back to make trouble for us and Yaoyao. Do you know how long he has been preparing for this piano competition? You just snatched it like this Walk away with his trophy."

She went straight to grab the trophy.

Everyone was shocked by this scene, Master Song was also shocked by the slap, but he kept frowning and said nothing.

People who came out of the auditorium stopped when they saw this scene, and looked sideways.

For a time, many people gathered in the hotel lobby.

When Gu Yuhe heard the slaps and roars, he was still wondering which psychopath was so fierce, turned his head, and immediately grabbed Gu Yingchi who was answering the phone, and pointed at Song Yuan, "Damn it, uncle."

"Wait a moment." Gu Yingchi whispered into the phone, looking in the direction of Gu Yuhe's finger.

Mrs. Song and Mr. Song turned their backs to him, and there was a person standing in front of him. It was difficult to see who it was because they were blocked. It was not until Mrs. Song took the trophy that Gu Yingchi could see the appearance of that person clearly.

Song Yuan's thin figure and pale face caused Gu Yingchi's eyes to sink suddenly, and he said to the phone: "Sorry, we will discuss it later."

The cold and gloomy tone made Gu Yuhe tremble all over. Just as he was about to speak, Gu Yingchi hung up the phone and walked towards Song Yuan's direction.

Gu Yuhe hurriedly followed.

*

Song Yuan's face was knocked off, his brain was buzzing, he couldn't hear anything clearly, and his fingers were weak, so Mrs. Song snatched the trophy easily.

His face was so white that it was almost transparent, so the palm prints were more clear and glaring.Song Yuan moved his lips, tasted the rust in his mouth, and was so nauseated that he almost retched.

He didn't care about the slap marks on his face, raised his eyes slightly, didn't say a word, just stared at Mrs. Song calmly.

With a look at strangers, there is no emotion.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't change his expression because of that slap, as if he had expected such a slap a long time ago.

This appearance made the madness and anger on Mrs. Song's face disappear completely. She opened her mouth, wanted to say I'm sorry, but held it in her mouth again.

what did she doShe hit Song Yuan because of Song Yao.

A lot of guilt welled up in my heart, and soon I retreated when I thought of Song Yao crying and running out. Mrs. Song clenched the trophy in her hand, suppressing the guilt that was about to overwhelm her.

She couldn't let Song Yao be wronged.

"Skills are not as good as people." Song Yuan said softly, "So you blame me?"

"What?" Mrs. Song didn't react for a while.

"You mean, do you want me to give up the trophy I won to Song Yao?" Song Yuan suddenly laughed, and his usually expressionless face became much more lively because of this smile, but his eyebrows looked even brighter. Alienated.

This seemed to be the first time Song Yuan smiled at her, with a cold smile full of sarcasm.

At this moment, Mrs. Song felt that although Song Yuan was standing in front of her, he was far away from her.

Mrs. Song's body was stiff, and she felt that the smile on the corner of Song Yuan's mouth was like a big hand, tightly strangling her neck, making her breathless and unable to say a word.

"The trophy belongs to Yaoyao." Mrs. Song finally spoke with difficulty, her eyes darkened, she didn't know what to say, "You can't threaten him to give you the trophy."

"The piano competition is not called Song Yao's competition. It's not that he gave it up to me, so I can get it. If it's changed today, I lose and Song Yao wins. I'm afraid you and Song Yao have gone back happily by now." Song Yuan said softly, "Will you be so excited for me?"

Mrs. Song was speechless and stood there like a fool.

Of course she wouldn't, if it was Song Yao who won, she wouldn't care about Song Yuan.

"Full of nonsense." Master Song sneered, with a sullen face, a little impatient, "I ask you, why do you know how to play the piano?"

"I know a lot of things, it's just that you don't know me." Song Yuan stepped forward to take back the trophy, stepped back with a cold expression, "I got this trophy myself, I won't give it to Song Yao. As for Song Yuan Why Yao cried has nothing to do with me, whether you believe it or not."

Whether Mrs. Song and Master Song believe it or not, he doesn't care at all.

In other words, even if everyone in the world doesn't believe him, he doesn't care.

Master Song pointed at Song Yuan, "You're crazy, I don't want to quarrel with you, give me the trophy."

"Where did you get the face to say that you got it yourself?" Mrs. Song said a little crazy again: "This is Yaoyao who gave it to you. If Yaoyao didn't give it to you, would you get it? Song Yuan, you Don’t you know how much you weigh? Don’t let mom speak so harshly, give mom the trophy.”

"But haven't you already made your words ugly?" Song Yuan tilted his head and smiled slightly. Compared with Mrs. Song's appearance like a lunatic, he was extremely calm and calm, with no ups and downs in his tone, but it was like a knife stabbing It hurts: "It's not just me and Song Yao, how can Song Yao let me? Buy everyone except me?"

Mrs. Song couldn't control her emotions, and when she heard Song Yuan's words, she was so angry that she lost all reason. The more she looked at Song Yuan, the more strange and terrifying she felt. She raised her hand, gritted her teeth and wanted to slap her.

At the critical moment, the arm was tightly held by one hand, and there was no way to move forward half a minute.

Mrs. Song roared, "Who? Let go!"

Several people around looked behind Mrs. Song almost at the same time.

Gu Yingchi was wearing a black suit, with a slender figure, deep and dark eyes, and no expression on his face, but it made people feel a strong sense of oppression.

Mrs. Song only stared at him, her heart skipped a beat, and then she became frightened, trying to struggle but couldn't get away.

Gu Yingchi let go of Mrs. Song's hand, and waved to Song Yuan with a gentle tone: "Song Yuan, come here."

"come to me."

His head was tingling from the very beginning, Song Yuan rubbed his temples, and didn't even notice that Gu Ying was late.His vision blurred when he heard this sentence.

He raised his head, looked at Gu Yingchi, blinked, as if he couldn't react, his expression was a little confused.

After a while, Song Yuan obediently walked up to Gu Yingchi's side, raised his hand to hold Gu Yingchi's clothes tightly, held the trophy in the other hand, lowered his head and did not speak, the slap marks on his pale face were very dazzling, like A child who was bullied but dared not fight back.

Gu Yingchi frowned, his eyes darkened.He raised his hand and rubbed Song Yuan's head, pursed his thin lips into a straight line, and coaxed softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The gentle tone made Gu Yuhe stagger, almost unable to stand up.

His uncle, even if he coaxes a child, he would not have such a gentle tone... No, his uncle has never coaxed a child before, he will not have anything to do with children, and he will not be so gentle with others at ordinary times. Song Yuan is the first person in history. indivual.

"Mr. Gu." Master Song immediately recognized Gu Yingchi, his eyes lit up, and he stepped forward without thinking, "Our company has always wanted to have a relationship with Mr. Gu..."

He went to Gu's several times to wait, wanting to meet Gu Yingchi and discuss the cooperation, but he never saw Gu Yingchi, he didn't expect to see him here, he didn't think much about the situation now, just wanted to be with him Gu Yingchi cooperates.

Gu Yingchi raised his hand, with a cold expression, signaling to Mr. Song not to say more, "I have already refused to cooperate with Mr. Song."

The smile on the corner of Mr. Song's mouth froze. He looked at Song Yuan and gave him crazy winks, "Song Yuan, why didn't you tell Mr. Gu earlier when you knew him. Tell Mr. Gu, our family..."

After returning to his thoughts, Song Yuan realized that he had admitted to the wrong person again, and wanted to take back his hand, but was pressed by Gu Yingchi's hand, unable to take it back.

Long eyelashes moved slightly, feeling the temperature on the back of his hand, Song Yuan pursed his lips, raised his head, and said, "Let's go."

It was as if he didn't hear Master Song's words.

The corners of Master Song's mouth were almost sour. Seeing Song Yuan's appearance, he became angry and went to pull Song Yuan.

"You come home with me, you are so uneducated, I will teach you well when you go back. Also, don't let me let go of Mr. Gu's hand, you look so decent!"

"Okay. Let's go." Gu Yingchi held Song Yuan's wrist and led him outside.

Master Song wanted to catch up, but Gu Yingchi paused and turned his head slightly: "Stop."

Two words, with unquestionable indifference.

Master Song froze for a moment, wanting to say something, but didn't hold back a word for a long time, his face turned from blue to black, and then to white.

He understood one thing: if there was a 1% chance of meeting Gu Yingchi before, after this time, even the 1% chance would no longer exist.

Cooperation, completely yellow.

Before Gu Yuhe left, he did not forget to sneer, "My own son can do it, so amazing. Those who don't know think Song Yuan is your adopted son."

Master Song stood where he was, half dead with anger.

The onlookers changed their eyes when they heard Gu Yuhe's words. Master Song was so stared at that he wished he could run away, feeling that he had lost all his face for decades at this moment.

Mrs. Song's head was buzzing, and she couldn't sort out her thoughts. She just remembered one thing, looked at Master Song and said anxiously: "Yaoyao is gone, let's go find it."

"What are you looking for? How old are you, can you still go missing? It's you, why are you beating Song Yuan? Isn't Song Yuan your son?" All the anger was suffocated, hearing Mrs. Song's words, thinking of Song Yuan He has something to do with Gu Yingchi, but Song Yuan has a slap on his face. When Song Yuan explains the cause and effect, he will never have another chance for any cooperation in the future.

Mrs. Song was taken aback by what he said, "You're right, and I know that, even if I couldn't control myself, I still feel sorry for him. Now the top priority..."

"You know what you know? You were the one who brought Song Yuan back. After you brought him back, you didn't care about anything. You only had Song Yao in your eyes. If that's the case, what did you do when you brought Song Yuan back?! You still beat him. In front of so many people, do you think I'm not ashamed enough?"

"Are you blaming me?" Mrs. Song became more sober, and frowned upon hearing this.

She used to have a good temper, but after being with those wives these years, she became a lot more irritable every day because of their yin and yang.The last trace of elegance that was said by Master Song also disappeared. He stared at Master Song and was furious, "Song Yuan is also your son! You agreed to take it back at the beginning! You didn't stop me when I called just now, now say What do you mean? I've been beaten, I'm going to find Yaoyao, he must be very excited now, I'm afraid something will happen to him."

"Do you know who the person who came here just now is? It's the second young master of the Gu family. I don't even see him on weekdays. I was in a hurry to cooperate with him and they didn't even look at me. Because of you, I have no chance." It's gone." Master Song couldn't stay any longer after saying what he wanted to say, so he covered his face and left.

Mrs. Song was so angry that her eyes were red, she wished she could pick up her high heels and hit Master Song on the head.This accident made everyone around feel a little bit embarrassed.

Said to be from a wealthy family, and started to go crazy, not at all inferior to the shrew in the market.

An Chi on the one side pretended not to exist, and slipped under Mrs. Song's nose one step at a time.

It's too scary, the Song family is too scary, why do you feel that except for Song Yuan who is not easy to get in touch with, they are all like sacks, one is more capable than the other, and the other is more crazy.

Song Yuan is still normal, calm and powerful, if he gets a slap, it is estimated that the hair on Mrs. Song's head will be torn off.

*

The atmosphere in the car was solemn, and Gu Yuhe, who was sitting in the co-pilot, didn't dare to turn his head back, only dared to open the window to get some air.After holding back for a long time, I turned my head and said, "Song, Song Er, Song Yuan, your face, is it okay?"

"Stop." He had just asked, when Gu Yingchi spoke suddenly.

Assistant He stopped the car quickly and looked at the shopping mall outside, "Is there anything you want to buy, sir? Shall I go?"

Gu Yingchi opened the car door, said "wait for me" and left.

Gu Yuhe glanced at Song Yuan, and understood that Gu Yingchi's words to wait for me were not meant for him, nor for Assistant He.

Meeting Song Yuan's eyes, Gu Yuhe gave a smirk, then remembered something, and said excitedly: "Damn, I was there when you played the piano, it's amazing, it's amazing. I'll get up when the first sound sounds." Got goosebumps."

"Thank you." Song Yuan said softly, his voice was very hoarse, his face was frighteningly red at the same time, almost congested with blood.

Gu Yuhe felt pain when he looked at it, but Song Yuan didn't say anything. His bangs covered his eyes, and he lowered his head slightly, looking obediently, with a fragile beauty.

Gu Yuhe's heart ached, thinking of Mrs. Song's appearance just now, she curled her lips and muttered "Tigress".

What a psycho.

The beating was so serious, which showed that there was no hesitation at all. Obviously, he didn't care about Song Yuan at all. If this is the case, why pretend to be a loving mother and father outside.

"Song Yuan, you are with my uncle...ah no, what I mean is that you get out of the mental hospital of the Song family and move in with my uncle. My uncle is fine, he can cook, he is mature and steady , can take care of people, treat people well, and love people..." He said a lot in one breath, until he met Song Yuan's black and white eyes.

Song Yuan was silent for a moment, then looked out the window, "Are you trying to sell Gu Yingchi?"

Gu Yuhe was taken aback, hehe scratched his head, "Thinking about it, it's a bit like, hahahahaha, I just think you are at Song's house, it's better to be at my uncle's house, after all, you saved my uncle, and you are my uncle's savior."

Song Yuan: "I have decided to move out."

He's been preparing, just not yet.

"Let my uncle help you find a house..."

"No need." Song Yuan interrupted him, "I will do it myself."

Gu Yuhe was taken aback for a moment, realizing why Song Yuan refused, and whispered "Oh".

It seems that he doesn't like to accept help from others. It can be seen just by looking at his cold personality, which is similar to his uncle.

Gu Yingchi came back soon, with ice packs and medicine in hand.

He opened the ice pack and stuck it on Song Yuan's face.

Song Yuan was going to pick him up, but Gu Yingchi said in a low voice, "Don't move."

It is impossible not to move.

Song Yuan took it directly and stuck it on his face, "I'll do it myself, thank you."

Gu Yingchi knew his character, so he didn't say anything.

The car bumped, Song Yuan put his head on the window and closed his eyes.

The ice pack made his cheeks numb and he didn't feel anything.

No one knew what he was thinking, not even Song Yuan himself.

When Mrs. Song slapped him, he really didn't feel anything in his heart, but Gu Yingchi's ice pack made him feel sore.

So he wanted to stay away from Gu Yingchi.

Song Yuan thought in a daze, fell asleep, his hand slid down, the ice pack fell, and was taken by a big hand.

Gu Yingchi opened the medicine and gently applied it on Song Yuan's face with a cotton swab. After applying it, he whispered to Assistant He, "Go to the hospital."

Assistant He responded and changed direction.

Gu Yuhe kept looking at Gu Yingchi secretly, seeing him staring at Song Yuan intently, he was full of hesitation.

"Uncle." Gu Yuhe struggled for a long time, but still called out. Seeing that Gu Yingchi frowned, he immediately murmured, "Put me down, I'll go out with my classmates."

Gu Yingchi didn't speak, and Assistant He stopped the car immediately when he saw this.

Seeing that Gu Yuhe was still not moving, Gu Yingchi raised his head and gave him a lukewarm look.

Only then did Gu Yuhe regain his senses, and hurriedly got out of the car, the doors were closed gently.

He swears, this is the lightest time he has closed the car door for a long time!

The car was driving smoothly, and Song Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, his breathing was a little heavy, and his brain was dizzy.

He knew he had a fever again and had to go to the hospital for an injection.

His thoughts were so chaotic that for a moment Song Yuan couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or in reality.

"Did you have a nightmare?" A deep voice came from beside him, Song Yuan turned his head, met Gu Yingchi's handsome face before regaining consciousness, and looked around.

The face was cold, no longer stinging or burning, it was obvious that something had been applied to it.

As for who painted it, the answer is self-evident.

Song Yao lowered his eyes, suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, "Just put me here, thank you."

"I'll take you to the hospital."

"Need not."

Gu Yingchi was silent, and the two confronted each other silently. In the end, Gu Yingchi backed down and stopped the car.

"Contact me on your phone."

Song Yuan got out of the car and looked at Gu Yingchi through the car window.

Obviously there is no similarity at all, why does he always regard Gu Yingchi as Yan Ciyue.

Song Yuan hesitated for a while, but still said coldly: "You don't have to worry about me. I will save you, and you will save me too. We have already cleared up. Why do you care about me? Is there anything worthy of your concern about me?"

"Because I wanted to." Gu Yingchi stared sideways at him with gentle eyes, "Song Yuan, I have no malicious intentions. You didn't give up on me back then, and now I don't want anything to happen to you."

Song Yuan turned and left without answering Gu Yingchi's words.

It wasn't until his back disappeared that Gu Yingchi asked Assistant He to drive away, and sent Song Yuan a message on his mobile phone: .

No reply was received.

*

Song Yuan took a taxi to the hospital, returned to the ward, put the trophy behind his schoolbag and asked the nurse to give him an injection, set the alarm clock, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When I woke up for the third time, it was already dark, the bed was still cold, and there was not much warmth on my body.

Song Yuan sneezed suddenly, directly drove the needle, his hand swelled, the tingling pain made him stunned for a moment, and he pressed the bell.

The nurse walked in quickly, pulled out the needle and re-tucked him, only to find that his cheeks were slightly swollen, and he frowned, "What's wrong with your face?"

"It's okay, the swelling has subsided." Song Yuan said softly.

The nurse ordered a few words, originally wanted to give anti-swelling medicine, but Song Yuan refused, indicating that he had it and had already applied it.

There was still half a bottle of hanging water left, and Song Yuan's stomach was already empty. He looked out of the window boredly until he smelled a very fragrant smell.

"I see you haven't eaten, so I went to buy some for you." The nurse came in with the food box, put it on the table, opened it and smiled, "Hurry up and eat, I'll continue to go out to work."

The food box is exquisite and high-end. It really doesn't look like a food box for daily use, but it looks like a food box from a high-end restaurant.

Two dishes and one porridge, no chili, and the taste is very bland.

After Song Yuan finished eating, he found Gu Yingchi's contact information, stared at the period sent by the other party for a long time, and replied, "Thank you."

At this time, he saw that there were many unread messages on his Weibo, and when he clicked in, he found that the private messages had already reached 999+.

The number of likes on the Weibo posted before has exceeded [-], and the number of fans has increased by [-]. Song Yuan was a little puzzled by the thousands of comments. After clicking on the official Weibo, he found that the official Weibo said His fan art has exceeded [-] likes.

Song Yuan clicked on the trending search, and sure enough, he saw that this Weibo was posted on the trending search.

No. 9: "Power and Desire" Fanart Competition.

Clicking in is the painting he drew, which was reposted by various marketing accounts, praising him for his beautiful painting, which aroused the popularity of the official Weibo.

Song Yuan returned, and his eyes suddenly fell on the third hot search - "Twilight Rain"

He clicked in and took a look, and found that it was a video, and the person who posted it on Weibo only had a simple sentence: I saw a fairy.

Song Yuan clicked into the video and found that it was "Twilight Rain" played by himself.

Reposted 13, commented 9 million, and liked 32.

There are a lot of praises for him in the comment area, and some people say that all his marketing has been turned back.

The one with the most likes was looking for who he is. There were more than 3000 replies. Song Yuan's eyelids twitched. When he clicked in, he saw that someone had already made his photo and name public.

Little Rabbit doesn’t like carrots but white radishes: “He’s from our school, his name is Song Yuan, and he’s pretty good-looking, but he’s got a lot going on. We didn’t even know he could play the piano. The school forum has exploded. To be honest, he is also very good at basketball. I recorded a video, and my sisters can see it by clicking on my homepage!"

Click on this person's homepage, and you can see that she has posted the recorded basketball video. Because of the popularity of the piano, it has surpassed [-] likes, and a few people praised him for being good-looking, and some of them hated him.

His school, name, life experience, etc. have all become transparent.

Some people even posted what happened at the hotel today on Weibo, with [-] likes and [-] comments, most of them were scolding him. They felt that there was something shady about the piano competition today. statement.

Officials have remained silent.

Song Yuan was tired from reading, quit Weibo, and lay on the bed.

He stared at the ceiling, his mind blank, until the nurse removed his needle.

Song Yuan pressed the back of his hand for a few minutes, and fell asleep after washing.

When he woke up the next day, Song Yuan's name was already the fifth most searched on Weibo.

Clicking in and looking, someone summed up everything, summarizing and writing everything he sent in 18 years.

Said that he was wronged since he was a child, abused in the countryside for 18 years, and was ignored by his family when he was found.

It is said that he is very pitiful, he is good at basketball, and he is said to be pretending, and he is good at playing the piano.

It is so pitiful to say that he is obviously excellent, but he is almost unable to see the original excellence after being splashed with dirty water from everyone.

……

Below is a profile photo of him playing basketball.

Song Yuan watched it for a long time, changed his Weibo account, and privately messaged this blogger, hoping that she would delete Weibo.

The blogger quickly replied: "What are you doing? You can delete it if you say so?"

"I am myself, can you please delete Weibo? This will affect me."

"What's wrong with me? I'm posting your deeds, so many people pity you, isn't it good? Show your teeth.jpg, I'm doing a good deed, do you understand?"

Song Yuan frowned, tapping the keyboard with his fingers, "I don't need to be pitied, please delete it, thank you."

"No way, my followers increase by dozens in a minute. Have you deleted so many followers you gave me? If you can, I'll delete it. If you can't, just shut up."

When Song Yuan sent another message, the other party had already blocked him.

He quit Weibo after clicking Report.Later, when I logged in and looked again, I found that the Weibo had been deleted, not only that, but the account of the blogger had also been blocked.

Although it felt a bit strange, I didn't think much about it.

Song Yuan and Lao Wu asked for leave and received injections in the hospital for another day.I didn't have a fever at all, and I didn't have any symptoms of cold and weakness, so I decided to leave the hospital.

After he was discharged from the hospital, the nurse came to tidy up his things, and suddenly found a piece of paper on the bedside table, took it over and saw that it was a sketch, which showed her grinning.

The nurse couldn't help smiling, and said a thank you that Song Yuan couldn't possibly hear.

*

In the quiet office, Gu Yingchi looked at the word "thank you" in the text message for a long time, and then opened the video saved in the phone.

The teenager sitting in front of the piano and playing was wearing a school uniform, with a cold face and an imperceptible smile on the corner of his lips.Dazzling and shining like bright stars in the sky, people can't take their eyes off.

Song Yuan was not a silent and inconspicuous person from the very beginning, he was born to belong to the vast night sky.

The secretary opened the door and came in, and was taken aback when he heard the slightly suppressed sound of the piano. He didn't know whether to speak, and finally knocked on the door through gritted teeth.

Gu Yingchi raised his eyes and looked at the secretary expressionlessly.

"I've already contacted the Weibo account and blocked it, Mr. Gu, is there anything else?" The secretary lowered her head, not daring to meet his gaze.

"No. You did a good job." After the piano sound ended, Gu Yingchi turned off the phone and said quietly.

The secretary froze.

etc!Did Mr. Gu praise her just now?Mr. Gu, who had never praised anyone before, actually praised her!Isn't she dreaming? !

The secretary was so happy that she wanted to dance on the spot, restrained the excitement in her heart, and withdrew.

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