Chapter 409 She Was Slapped in the Face Part 4
Gu Nian was shocked when she heard this and even wanted to laugh. Of course, she did. She laughed so hard that she fell into Si Yejue's arms.
Zhuo Ya watched Gu Nian laugh, frowning instinctively, and felt that Gu Nian was laughing at her.
Madam Zhuo was also very angry and said, "What are you laughing at? You didn't even graduate from high school. How dare you laugh at others?"
Si Yejue looked at Gu Nian, who was laughing hysterically and felt very puzzled. He didn't understand why Gu Nian laughed.
Gu Nian pursed her lips and smiled, "You have a master as famous as Fanbuxiang. This is a good thing. Of course, I want to laugh. Why, do you expect me to cry?"
Madam Zhuo really couldn't beat Gu Nian and gritted her teeth angrily.
Zhuo Ya couldn't help but get angry and said, "Miss Gu, I don't think what I said just now could make you laugh. Are you laughing at my degree or Master Fanbuxiang?"
Music masters and Chinese painting masters, though unpopular, were even more respected. The music of Master Fanbuxiang was ancient and had the style of Xia Guo. He even pushed the music of Xia Guo to an internationally high level. So, people respected him even more.
If Gu Nian admitted that she was laughing at Master Fanbuxiang, she would become a public enemy.
Gu Nian took a deep breath so that he could restrain himself from laughing.
She said, "I'm just happy for you. You are so lucky to meet Master Fan Buxiang and Master Changyuan."
She said seriously, "I'm happy about your luck."
Luckily she used her two fake identities to hit her in the face. This made her have no intention of taking action.
Although Gu Nian said so, it was obvious that Madam Zhuo and the others did not want to believe it.
Madam Zhuo said, "Zhuo Ya knows Master Changyuan and she's going to be accepted as his disciple..."
Gu Nian nodded, "Well, so she bought fake paintings."
Madam Zhuo was slapped in the face.
Madam Zhuo immediately changed the subject, "Zhuo Ya has made more than three hundred million yuan before graduation..."
Gu Nian squinted and smiled, "I'm two months younger than Miss Zhuo, and I didn't graduate from high school. I earned one billion in half a month."
Si Yejue was afraid that Madam Zhuo would not understand and said, "Nian is the general manager of the Meiying Group. She has managed the debt-ridden Meiying Group. I didn't help her and she was relying on her efforts."
Madam Zhuo and Zhuo Ya were slapped in the face again. The other people looked at them with a bit of ridicule.
"Si Yejue, here are the instruments."
When Madam Zhuo and Zhuo Ya did not know how to get out of the awkward situation, they heard the voice of the servant.
There was Suona Horn, Violin, and Erhu.
Zhuo Ya took over the violin, and she looked at Gu Nian, "Miss Gu, are you going to play the Suona Horn?"
Gu Nian took the Suona Horn and nodded lightly.
Zhuo Ya persuaded, "Suona Horn is the king of musical instruments, but in this day and age, Suona Horn is not played for happy events, but often used at funerals. I think it's inappropriate to play the Suona Horn in front of Grandpa Si. It's not as elegant as the erhu."
Gu Nian looked up at her and said, "I think it's appropriate for Grandpa to hear. If you think it's inappropriate, you can think of it as being played for your future funeral."
Zhuo Ya's face darkened. Wasn't Gu Nian saying that she was seeking death?
The Elderly Mr. Si also knew that Suona Horn was not easy to handle. No matter how it was played, it was always a little noisy. Now the Suona Horn was indeed more played at funerals.
"Nian, the Suona Horn is hard to handle. Why don't you play the erhu?" He deliberately took an erhu.
Gu Nian said with a smile, "No, I think the troublemakers should feel flattered to have me play the Suona Horn for their future funeral."
Madam Zhuo was almost pissed off when she heard this.
The Elderly Mr. Si said to Si Yejue, "Yejue, talk to Nian, after all this..."
Si Yejue looked at Gu Nian dotingly and said, "No, Nian plays it very well."
Gu Nian was surprised. She somehow felt a little shy.
Madam Zhuo snorted coldly and said, "Since Miss Gu is making a fool of herself, then Zhuo Ya doesn't need to go easy on her."
Zhuo Ya smiled at Gu Nian, "Miss Gu, let's get started."
She tuned her violin and began to play. A few notes come out and merged into a tune, which was very pleasant to the ear. The sound quality was simple and moving, and it was full of warmth.
"I don't know the violin, but I have to say that Zhuo Ya plays the violin very well."
"I understand a little bit of this. It seems the Londonderry Minor, a world-famous song. Many people can play it, but few can play it well."
"She's indeed a graduate from a top music academy, and a disciple of Master Fan Buxiang's disciple."
The sound of the violin was pleasant and melodious.
But after a while, a loud Suona Horn sound was heard. Those who were addicted to the sound of the violin were shocked by this sound, and they turned their attention to Gu Nian.
"She's playing nonsense. It's practically noise."
"I can't hear anything and it makes no sense. It's destroying the wonderful music of Zhuo Ya's violin."
"Everyone, be a little more tolerant. It's good enough not to turn into funeral music."
"Miss Gu, you should stop playing. It's so terrible. We just want to appreciate Zhuo Ya's violin..."
When they were protesting against Gu Nian, the Suona Horn sound turned slightly. It was no longer that noise, but cheerful, high, and very loud. Then there was softness with firmness. From the sound of the Suona Horn, they could see the grand scenes of the mountains and rivers, which was very shocking.
As soon as Zhuo Ya heard their discussion end, she panicked a little. She played the violin and the sound became high. It attracted the attention of many people.
But Gu Nian's Suona Horn sound was even louder. Every sound was sonorous and powerful. But in the next second, it became clear and elegant.
The change was very fast. Zhuo Ya was more panicked at once and immediately changed the music.
But Gu Nian had only one song, but the pitch changed again, and the cadence was heavenly... In the end, it became sonorous and powerful again, and every sound was a different shock...
"Ouch!" Zhuo Ya let out a low cry, and her violin strings were broken, and her fingers were bleeding.
However, no one paid attention to her cry, and they all ignored her. Their eyes were fixed on Gu Nian, no, on the music she played.
Zhuo Ya looked over. Gu Nian lowered her eyes, playing the Suona Horn. The light cast light and shadow on her face. It was not tacky at all. Instead, it was elegant, beautiful, and noble, making the audience feel in a trance. Listening to Gu Nian's music, she was soon immersed in it.
After Gu Nian finished it, she put down the Suona Horn and looked up at Zhuo Ya, "Miss Zhuo, you finished so soon?"
Hearing her voice, Zhuo Ya came to her sense. The strings of her violin were broken when she was distracted by Gu Nian's Suona Horn music. Now she was immersed in the music, and she felt even more ashamed. She had been slapped hard in the face.
"Maybe the violin had not been maintained for a long time, so the strings were broken, and there was no way to play it anymore."
Si Yejue said lightly, "The musical instruments at home should be maintained regularly. Don't make excuses for your incompetence."