I really don't sell people [entertainment]

Seeing that everyone, including the cameraman, was looking at him, Zhao Hong could only translate: "The person this lady has a crush on is a boy from China who likes a musical instrument very much... Sorry, I can't translate what musical instrument. She I asked a friend to go to China to buy this instrument, and wanted to learn a confession song. But she could only find the audio on the Internet, but couldn’t find the video, and couldn’t restore it, so I wanted to ask Xiao Fu if he would.”

As for why she chose Fu Yunzhang instead of others, it was probably because Fu Yunzhang fit her eyes better.

After listening to Zhao Hong's translation, Xu Yu's heart was finally relieved.

Although not being able to play musical instruments is not a bonus, it is not a deduction either. After all, Fu Yunzhang has never sold a character who is good at musical instruments. What substantial impact.

It's just that he thinks so, but other people may not be willing to let Fu Yunzhang just be so vague.

Jiang Tao, who thought he was ashamed just now, took the lead and said, "Can you show us what kind of instrument it is?"

At this time, the staff member just now came back.When he heard about this, his eyes lit up immediately, and Zhao Hong didn't need an interpreter, he acted as an interpreter himself.

Zhao Hong helplessly spread his hands at Fu Yunzhang, expressing his helplessness.

Fu Yunzhang accepted his favor, cupped his hands and thanked him, he was neither nervous nor lost his composure, but looked at the girl, seeming to be curious about what instrument she was talking about.

The girl didn't know that the dark tide was raging between them, she saw someone answering, and thought that Fu Yunzhang agreed, so she happily opened the box she was carrying, and took out a guqin from it.

This time, without waiting for Jiang Tao to speak, He Muxin interjected first: "This is Guzheng? Xiao Fu, don't you like traditional culture very much, and you've been a singer before, so you should know something about it?"

He Muxin originally wanted to join him in the army. After all, a singer who likes traditional culture but doesn't understand traditional music at all, it's somewhat embarrassing.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, not only Fu Yunzhang looked at him in surprise, but even Xu Yu showed an indescribable expression.

His heart skipped a beat, and he heard Fu Yunzhang say: "Senior He, this is not Guzheng, this is Guqin. Guzheng and Guqin are two musical instruments."

As soon as Fu Yunzhang said this, He Muxin was stunned.

Although he is most famous for his honesty and drama, he also likes to indirectly reveal how knowledgeable and talented he is in interviews, and his love for opera was "accidentally" revealed by him.

It never occurred to him that it didn't count if he couldn't guess the opera just now, and he even got the instrument wrong.

Fu Yunzhang didn't pay attention to his expression, to be precise, he didn't take this person seriously.

He looked at the guqin that he had been fettered with for the first half of his life, and thought of Han Hua, who was busy with the program group but obviously liked his ancient charm, finally raised his head and smiled at the girl: "I I know there is a Guqin piece called "Feng Qiuhuang", but I only know a little bit, so I don't remember it clearly, and I don't play it very well..."

The girl immediately beamed with joy after hearing the translation.

The staff was also pleasantly surprised: "She said it's okay, and asked if you could videotape your hands."

Fu Yunzhang smiled and nodded: "Of course."

After he finished speaking, he didn't hesitate any more, but asked the staff to communicate the height of the tables and chairs needed, and then quickly sat down in front of the chairs and started preparations.

Strictly speaking, although he traveled through time and space, only nearly two months have passed since he left the era in which he lived before.

Therefore, sitting in front of the guqin, he didn't feel that his hands were too unfamiliar. After a little perception of the tone of the guqin, he began to play.

As Fu Yunzhang said, he practiced guqin mainly to calm his heart, and his piano skills are indeed not top-notch.

It's just that at this moment, in a small hotel in a foreign country, among a group of foreign friends with obvious characteristics, a handsome man with a good temperament is sitting there playing a Chinese guqin... Such a scene, even if it is not accompanied by Playing good music is also very pleasing to the eye, not to mention that Fu Yunzhang's piano art can only be called not very proficient, not bad at all.

So after playing the song, except for Xu Yu who could feel a few insignificant wrong sounds, no one else could notice the abnormality at all.

"Thank you!" The girl was just thinking about giving it a try, but she never expected to get such a result. She bowed and thanked her in Chinese that she had practiced hard for a long time.

Fu Yunzhang quickly stood up and said it was all right.

Although the openness of feelings in this era surprised him a bit, but seeing the girl's joyful appearance, he suddenly felt that such openness was really good.

This little accident finally came to an end with a happy ending.

Fu Yunzhang can also sit down and seriously enjoy the food of this place.

As a few young people without foodies, when the food came, everyone ate with restraint.

Especially Shen Lingling, Fu Yunzhang looked at her chick pecking rice-like appearance, then looked at himself, and seriously reflected on whether he was not cultivated enough as an artist.

But... "Fu Yunzhang"'s body shape is not too different from his previous body shape. He really ate normally before...

Seeing him eating like an ordinary person, Xu Yu's eyes showed a deep envy: "It's great not to be fat!"

Fu Yunzhang really wanted to comfort him, but after thinking about it, he couldn't comfort him, so he could only pat him on the shoulder.

He Muxin had lost face twice in just one hour, so he didn't say anything, just looked at them with a cold face and said nothing.

Fu Yunzhang glanced over him occasionally, without even pausing, and just passed by.

He knew that it was recording a variety show now, and everything they did would be photographed.

But it's better to maintain your original appearance from the beginning than to expose your true thoughts because you can't help it later.

This is what Han Hua told him, and he thinks the logic is perfect.

At the same time, Han Hua, whom he thought of from time to time, was not really close to the program crew.

I don't know which level of people greeted the director of the program group. Han Hua left the main team directly, and it was obvious that there was someone behind him.

"What? Your muse abandoned you. Are you finally free to come see my old father?" In a hotel not far from the hotel where Fu Yunzhang and the others stayed, He Qijun was sitting on the sofa, looking at the man sitting opposite him. The person who was sitting joked.

Han Hua didn't even look at him, and mercilessly dropped a word: "Get lost."

If Li Yuan was present, looking at Han Hua's appearance, he might be so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

Han Hua is very tall, about 1.8 meters five, although he is not the same as Fu Yunzhang's eye-catching appearance, but he is also very handsome and handsome.

His temperament is also very good. When he is serious and doesn't smile much, the feeling of not being low-born is even more obvious. It is completely different from the kindness and approach he gives people when he is smiling all the time.

It's just that Li Yuan didn't notice these things, but it doesn't mean that Fu Yunzhang didn't notice them. After all...if it wasn't for seeing Han Hua's face, eyes, and demeanor, Fu Yunzhang wouldn't have dared to pick a stranger home casually.

But Fu Yunzhang's background is good, and he doesn't have much idea of ​​what is needed to develop temperament. Otherwise, whether Han Hua can stay or not is really a matter of opinion.

He Qijun has long been used to his style, and he doesn't care about it: "If you want to get close to your muse, you can change your identity and work as an assistant for someone else, what about it?"

Han Hua gave him a disdainful look: "If you knew art, you wouldn't have learned oil painting with me back then, and then Uncle He would have brought you home and beaten you."

He Qijun chuckled: "Yeah, I don't understand art, so Young Master Han who understands art, should you give me back the assistant guide you got from me?"

"Of course it's mine once it's in my hands," Han Hua said bluntly, "Old Ma, it's not that I want to show you face, are you here to be a lobbyist for my dad again?"

He Qijun replied without shame: "Yes. It's fine if you don't have any talent, but you can multiply the little living expenses left by you back then by tens or hundreds of times. More, aren't you tempting your dad to take you home?"

Han Hua also felt that this was her mistake, but there was nothing she could do!If he doesn't invest in financial management, how can he get the money to support his art research?By dreaming?

"Anyway, I don't have that plan. In the past, I might occasionally feel that I am really not that material, but when I met Yunzhang, I felt that I found the part I was missing."

He Qijun became curious instantly: "Oh? That little star?"

Han Hua's eyes lit up in an instant: "Yes! Yunzhang is really good, and also very powerful. Take a step back, even in the end, I'm still the one who can only sell a painting for [-] yuan. I also believe that people who are so downcast that they can only rely on other things to make a living, if I can watch Yunzhang walk to the position he wants, then I have fulfilled my obsession."

Han Hua dared to say that, and knew that He Qijun would not tell his father about Fu Yunzhang's affairs, and... even if his father knew about it, it would not be a big deal, at most he would ridicule him, would he still go to suppress Fu Yunzhang?His father can't afford to lose this man.

Han Hua looked at the sky, it was already late, and seeing He Qijun's curious look, she thought for a while and asked, "Tomorrow, their variety show should cause trouble. Let's take a sneak peek together then?"

He Qijun said in disgust, "Secretly?"

Han Hua nodded as a matter of course: "Isn't that nonsense? You must be secretly watching, otherwise, wouldn't you be causing trouble for Yunzhang? In a word, go or not!"

He Qijun resolutely abandoned his insistence: "Go!"

Although Han Hua obviously wanted to use his own guise to visit his muse, but... this is a great opportunity to see who has Han Hua's eyes dazzled, and it would be foolish not to go.

"Ah!" In the small hotel, Fu Yunzhang, who was about to fall asleep, sneezed.

It's so late, who is disturbing people's dreams?Fu Yunzhang couldn't help thinking about it.