The villain stole the heartthrob script [Wear the book]

In the middle of the night, a light dimly lights up in the bedroom of the gorgeously decorated European-style villa.

The sound of Guzheng music that was originally clear and pleasant is now extremely rough and harsh, and the out-of-tune sections are fragmented and messy, even beginners are better than it.

Shen Baibai bent over, gritted his teeth with a pale complexion, but kept forcing himself to continue playing the piano with his fingertips.

As he became short of breath, the tune became more and more hoarse and unpleasant, and finally Shen's father sighed decadently: "Xiaobai, stop."

"No—no, if Xie Li can play well, I can too!"

Tears rolled out of Shen Baibai's eyes, dripping on the strings of the zither, his lips trembled, and he continued to play the piano, but the tune was even more twisted, weird and creaky.

"Shen Baibai!" Father Shen slammed the guzheng down.

Shen Baibai, who was crouching in front of the table, woke up suddenly, with his fingers hanging in the air, he looked down at the broken guzheng on the ground, and trembled all over.

The dim light reflected the sharp wooden thorns at the broken part of the zither, and it was only then that he fully understood that from then on, he would never be able to touch the zither.

Even once he heard the sound of the strings being played, the figure of the man on the round stage was forced to appear in his mind, like a nightmare, which made him almost feel as if his fingertips were trembling.

Xie Li was too ruthless, he didn't beat or scold, but under the attention of all the people, he directly used his piano skills to crush his arrogance into the dirt inch by inch.

Such a tragic contrast forced Shen Baibai to break down and scream when he thought of that scene, and could no longer forget the feeling of being trampled under his feet.

He forgot how he came back to Shen's house in a muddle, but he will always remember the shock and rejection of those people who chased after him when they saw his distorted expression.

Shen Baibai's heart was cut like a knife, dripping with blood.He didn't dare to recall that scene again, and he didn't dare to go online to see any words that praised Xie Li or satirized himself.

Panting for breath, Shen Baibai slumped down and knelt down on the ground in embarrassment, clutching the corner of the table tightly.

He opened his eyes and wept, but there was hot viciousness in his eyes, and his voice was trembling, almost desperate: "...Why? Why can Xie Li be liked by others? Those people obviously like me...Obviously everything should be me of!"

Father Shen looked at him with indifference in his eyes, as if he was looking at a discarded commodity: "Just because he is from the Xie family."

Shen Baibai raised his head in a daze.

Father Shen stared into his eyes, and said word by word: "Xiaobai, maybe you have already heard that since last year, Shen's capital chain has been gradually disconnected."

He took a deep breath: "The Zhou family and the Meng family are eyeing it, and the Shen family...may be completely bankrupt in a few months."

"Bankrupt?!" Shen Baibai panicked suddenly, his round eyes were full of fear, "Then what should I do?!"

Until now, he still only thinks about his own comfort.Father Shen frowned unknowingly, and said in a deep voice: "With Meng Yan here, no one in City A will do anything to you."

Shen Baibai choked for breath, and didn't even dare to tell his father that Meng Yan might have already had feelings for someone else.

He was short of breath, and he said after a long while: "But, but how can I live without money? What will those people think of me? They will look down on me without the identity of the young master of the Shen family!"

Speaking of this, Shen Baibai suddenly became terrified, raised his head and burst into tears: "Dad! Can you think of a way! Our family can't go bankrupt!"

Father Shen frowned, staring at the spoiled, innocent and stupid little son in front of him, couldn't help feeling regretful, and finally said coldly: "I will arrange the way out for you, the Gu family or the Meng family, with your Face, there is always someone willing to take you in."

Under the dim light, Shen Baibai couldn't help but clenched the carpet under his body, panicked: "But, but if they don't like me—"

"That depends on your ability." Father Shen said coldly, before turning around and leaving.

There was another pause the moment the doorknob was unscrewed, and he turned his head slowly, his eyes darkened: "I remember you are already an adult."

Shen Baibai suddenly raised his head, and after understanding what Shen's father meant, the panic in his eyes was gradually replaced by daze.

The door was already closed, and the half-closed window shone through the half-closed window like a veil of moonlight, reflecting the boy's white legs that had fallen on the carpet smooth.

Shen Baibai turned his face, looked at himself in the mirror, gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind.

On the night of the banquet.

After Xie Li finished playing, he went off the stage holding the guzheng.Xie Henghai scolded him hard, but couldn't bear to watch, and urged him to return the baby kite immediately after losing his life.

He was too lazy to quarrel with the old man, and even less lazy to argue with this group of people, so he turned around and left after the mission was over.

But before he took two steps away, he was suddenly stopped by a figure.

Elder Yang tightened his face and stared at his hand for a while, then suddenly raised his eyes sharply: "Your grandfather didn't know you could play the guzheng?"

Xie Li frowned, handed the kite to the servant of Xie's family who was waiting at the side, arranged something in a low voice, and then raised his eyes to look at Old Yang in front of him: "?"

Old Yang took a deep breath and cursed: "Xie Henghai hides so deeply that old bastard! It's because I'm afraid I'll rob someone from him!"

As soon as he said this, the people who watched quietly around couldn't help but feel astonished and looked over in shock.

If Xie Henghai is the most influential top artist in China, then Mr. Yang is the leader in music among the artists.He has no family shackles and does not need to stand in line. He is one of the national treasure performers of the domestic music academy.

Even he praised Xie Li like this...

Cheng Yiming stood beside him with an excited expression, with bright light in his eyes, looking deeply at the man in front of him.

A group of people around were excited for him, but the one who was praised frowned: "What?"

Elder Yang choked, and was about to say something when he recalled the venue he was in. He didn't intend to overwhelm the audience, so he said, "Do you have Cheng Yiming's contact information, right? Make an appointment another day, and we will meet."

He paused: "Today's song for you."

Xie Li was still baffled, and was about to speak, but Cheng Yiming who was on the side replied quickly: "Okay teacher, I will arrange it."

He said, nodded to himself with a smile, said softly "see you sometime", then turned around and left with Mr. Yang directly by his arm.

"Thank you!"

Someone behind him was calling him excitedly.

Xie Li had no choice but to abandon the idea of ​​asking, and turned his head with a frown.

Zhou Anyu rushed up, stared at him for a while, then suddenly patted him heavily on the shoulder, gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you!"

Xie Li was taken aback, turned his face to the side, and then saw Zhou Mengyao looking over here.The other party was wrapped in a woolen cloak, looked at him, and nodded gently.

He paused, nodded slightly at the other party, then looked back at Zhou Anyu, and said mockingly: "I heard that you almost got into a fight with someone in the audience?"

Zhou Anyu groaned, rubbed his nose awkwardly, followed him towards the door, and scolded: "Those people are so stupid, insisting on chasing Shen Baibai there! By the way! Didn't you see that they saw it?" Shen Baibai's face when he got angry is so fucking funny..."

The two of them were talking and walked out of the cabin door, and the expressions of the people who continued to attend the banquet in the living room were different.

Someone finally couldn't help it, hesitantly picked up the wine glass and wanted to step forward to test it, but before he could take half a step, he was stopped by a heavy gaze.

Meng Yan was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and his expression was cold and cruel: "Where are you going?"

The man was taken aback, noticing the dark possessiveness in his gaze towards Xie Li, his throat moved, and he smiled flatteringly: "...to the bathroom."

Meng Yan stared at him for a while, and then casually let go, but the man didn't dare to move forward, nodded, and hurriedly turned to the other side.

Meng Yan didn't pay attention to his movements, but turned his head to stare at the cold figure on the other side, narrowing his eyes.

In his mind, the other party's expression as cold as a god when he was sitting on a high platform and playing the guzheng came to his mind... The song is beautiful, but it is not as touching as his own.

On the way back to Xie's house, Xie Li casually turned on his phone to check the time, but saw countless missed calls displayed on the screen, most of which were from Xie Henghai, he frowned and called back.

The call was connected within three to five seconds.

The person on the other side spoke in a hurry without saying a word: "Where did the song come from?!"

Xie Li was sleepy, pressed the car window with one hand, facing the wind: "I did it myself."

Xie Henghai didn't believe it, and hurriedly said: "Xie Li, let me tell you the truth, your guzheng skills are already extremely proficient, there is no need to lie about your identity as a composer! If you tell me who composed the music, I will immediately buy the copyright. We can do it— —”

"Why am I lying to you?" Xie Li was annoyed.

In the middle of winter night, the cold wind rushed into the rear seat of the car, blowing away the citrus-scented heating inside the car, and the cold made Xie Li's drowsy body gradually wake up.

"Wait." He paused suddenly and narrowed his eyes, "You didn't come to the banquet tonight, how did you hear that?"

Only then did Xie Henghai take a deep breath: "Someone secretly filmed you and Shen Baibai's live broadcast and posted it on the Internet. Now there is a lot of noise outside—and the group of people from the National Music Academy have been trying to contact you."

People from the National Academy of Music?No wonder there are so many caller IDs on mobile phones with messy numbers.

Xie Li frowned: "Who filmed the live broadcast?"

Hearing this, Xie Henghai was silent for a long time, and then snorted ironically: "Of course whoever wanted to spread your embarrassing story and whoever filmed it... It's a pity that even I didn't expect you to keep such a hand, I'm afraid The man smashed his teeth and swallowed it in his stomach."

Xie Li narrowed his eyes, and the other party's identity had already appeared in his mind.

"People from the National Music Academy want to contact you, what do you think?"

Xie Li came back to his senses and twitched the corner of his mouth: "I'm not interested."

"Not interested?!" Xie Henghai turned pale with shock, "You said you are not interested in the Academy of Chinese Music?! Do you know where the Academy of Chinese Music is? You dare to say that you are not interested—"

"Go for yourself." Xie Li frowned, "Hang up."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone without giving the other party time to respond.

Xie Henghai's shocking words were held back and stuck in his mouth. Angrily, he threw away his mobile phone, paced back and forth in the study, and finally pointed at the mobile phone and turned his head to scold the butler: "He knows a fart! The Academy of Music doesn't even know me. Even places that are difficult to enter, he refused without even asking?!"

The butler raised his forehead and said cautiously: "Maybe the young master has other considerations?"

"What can he think about! He has been very talented in the guzheng since he was a scumbag, and he dares to refuse—"

Xie Henghai said to himself but suddenly paused: No, the AKW competition is not over yet.

Xie Li's painting skills are magnificent and changeable, with his own style, which is no less than his piano skills.

Seeing this, the housekeeper pushed his glasses, and reminded him kindly: "Mr. Xie, can you read the messages posted by Xie's official Weibo?"

Xie Henghai frowned, not knowing whether it was joy or sorrow, he took a deep breath after a while: "Bring it."

The butler quickly handed over the tablet.

Click on the current trending search, and the No.1 suffix with a crimson "explosion" is #谢去无名#.

Xie Henghai went in awkwardly and took a look. The first article under this topic that received millions of likes was an excerpt of Xie Li playing the guzheng in the live broadcast room.

The picture freezes under the light like fireflies and meteors, the man lowers his eyes slightly, and lightly picks the zither strings with his slender fingertips, his expression is indifferent, cold and expensive.

When the housekeeper hurriedly notified Xie Li that his performance at the banquet was secretly filmed and posted online, Xie Henghai was shocked and had listened to this passage dozens of times.

But until now, he still remembers when he opened the video for the first time, his heart turned from anger and anxiety to the amazement when he was shocked and astonished.Such a rare and rare genius turned out to be Xie Henghai's grandson.

Xie Henghai came back to his senses, and then slowly slid down, clicked on Xie Jiaguan's Weibo comment, and now countless excited messages flooded into the usually quiet and boring comment area:

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, grandpa!I am your granddaughter-in-law!Come and show me my husband, woo woo woo woo, I love him so much tonight]

【Xie Li is so handsome, I feel that my soul has been washed by his music tonight】

[I really don't understand your Xie family, why does such an awesome artist hide so deeply?Wouldn't it be good to run WB frequently like Master Shen next door...]

[Don't mention sbb upstairs, please?Tiantian only makes some sensational things worth liking? ? 】

[Xie Li's song is like the traditional Gongshangjiao Huiyu, but it's not exactly the same. It's a particularly magnificent song style, really awesome]

【Reminder Audio Reminder Audio Reminder Audio Reminder Audio】

【Thank you teacher!Please tell Brother Xie Li to play more tunes! QAQ likes the style of music so much, there really is no meal replacement in China! 】

……

Xie Henghai glanced roughly, except for a small number of people with pale faces who scolded Xie Li for pretending to be sophisticated, the rest were almost all positive.

He heaved a sigh of relief and quit the hot search, and sat back on the chair behind the marble desk.

The butler quickly took the tablet and stood quietly aside, waiting for orders.

Under the bright light of the study, the "Lake Blue Tail" sent back by Xie Li was still quietly lying on the table.Xie Henghai closed his eyes and was silent for a long while, before slowly speaking: "Go build momentum."

The butler understood it, and bent even lower: "Yes."

... The Xie family finally has a successor, and it is impossible to fall from the altar and become an ordinary family.

A large research institute.

In the brightly lit laboratory, there was the rustling of instruments.

The young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses lowered his eyes and stared at the person on the screen. After a while, he raised his hand and stroked his eyebrows.

"Junior Brother He? You're watching this video too~" The girl sat closer, turned on her phone with a piece of bread in her mouth, "I've been listening to Xie Li's 'No Name' for the past few days. No despair."

Having been in the same laboratory for more than a month, she has become familiar with the cold personality of the man in front of her, and also knows that he will not take care of her, so she just sighed to herself: "Xie Li is too good-looking, it just stabbed me to death." What an aesthetic point! I don’t know who will be his girlfriend in the future, I’m so envious.”

He Yu suddenly raised his eyes heavily: "Girlfriend?"

His voice was as cold as broken jade, but there was a chill in it. The girl raised her eyes inexplicably, was stunned for a moment, and smiled awkwardly: "Boyfriends are fine too, hahahaha."

He Yu didn't speak anymore.

He got up, put away the phone indifferently, and said, "The results of the accelerated stability experiment will come out tomorrow night, I'll leave."

"Leave—? Ah no, you've finished acceleration and stability of everything?!"

Over there, He Yu had already taken off his lab coat and hung it back on the hanger, turned around and left the lab without speaking again.

The girl was so shocked that she lowered her head and counted with her fingers, then took a deep breath and stared at the door where the other party disappeared.

In just over a month, he did three times as many experiments as others without saying a word... It's even more monster than monster!

The Materials Research Institute of University A is not too far from the place where He Yu lives, but it takes more than half an hour to drive.

He Yu stared heavily at the dark night outside the car window, his mind was filled with the expressions of the people in the video staring at Xie Li.

He is very familiar with those looks, greedy, envious, eager, wishing that Xie Li's subordinates are not playing with the kite but himself.

But the figure sitting on the round platform was cold, and his whole body was immersed in the deep sea of ​​the song, unaware of those fiery gazes.He was still the same as in his previous life, extremely perverse and selfish.

"Master, it seems that you haven't had dinner yet?" Uncle Zhang on the co-pilot asked hesitantly.

He Yu slowly came back to his senses.

Uncle Zhang was brought by his mother from the original family. Based on his previous memory, he knew that this person was trustworthy, but he didn't say much, he just raised his eyes indifferently: "How is the shareholding of the Chen family going?"

Uncle Zhang was taken aback, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he quickly replied: "There is still [-]%. We need to hide what we are doing from your uncle, so—"

"One month." He Yu interrupted him.

Uncle Zhang suffocated: "Yes."

The other party didn't pursue it further, but he slowly felt the cold sweat all over his back, and a gust of wind blew, making people shiver uncontrollably.

The interior of the car returned to darkness and silence, only the humming of the air conditioner and the occasional car horns passing by on the road could be heard.

Uncle Zhang couldn't help being distracted, thinking of the cold and clear threats and lures of the young master in front of him when he contacted him some time ago.

The daughter of his original owner, the Chen family, was so obsessed with scientific research that he ignored family affairs, so that when he finally died of a serious illness, he was almost penniless except for the share inheritance left by Mr. Chen.

Uncle Zhang didn't know where He Yu knew about these inheritances, and he was able to snatch some of them back from Mr. Chen under strong pressure, and even sold them for shares immediately.

Originally, he only cared for He Yuduo because of the love he had back then, and he only wanted to send him to the university safely to live up to his promise.

Unexpectedly, in just one month, this extremely young man could make more than double his income with this meager amount of money. Only then did Uncle Zhang realize He Yu's talent, and he willingly obeyed his arrangement.

The phone screen suddenly lit up, and He Yu lowered his eyes indifferently.

[Shen Baibai]: Brother He Yu, do you like Xie Li?

He Yu saw who it was, and couldn't help but frowned in disgust.He hated this person very much, and was about to exit the chat box directly, but saw another sentence from the other party suddenly.

[Shen Baibai]: But he is already with Meng Yan

[Shen Baibai]: If you want to confirm with your own eyes, I'll wait for you here. [Cangyue Tavern, Lane 1998, Chang'an Street, Lanhai District, City A]

He Yu stared at the line of words, wondering what he was thinking, and slowly gripped the phone tightly.

"...Go to Cangyue Tavern."

"Ah? But it's early in the morning—" Uncle Zhang hesitated and turned around, and was taken aback for a moment, "Yes."

The person behind him had no expression on his face, and his eyes were full of rage and coldness.