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Qiao Yu ordered four meat dishes, two vegetable dishes, and a soup.
The waiter left the private room reluctantly.
She didn't notice Qiao Jingjing at all during the entire ordering process.
Qiao Jingjing touched her face, then her head.
"What are you doing?" Su Jinbei asked.
Qiao Jingjing said dejectedly, "Let's see if we can find another hat or a pair of glasses."
I'm a fake celebrity.
There's a really annoying unspoken rule in Shanghai's catering industry: large plates but small portions.
And it's ridiculously expensive.
No business is without its cunning.
The taste was alright, but to Qiao Yu's two older sisters, who were used to being picky eaters, it was just too low-class.
You can't expect the food to be very good at restaurants in scenic areas.
After dinner, Qiao Yu and the others wandered around the ancient town.
Qiao Jingjing passed by an art shop and personally picked out a pair of sunglasses for her younger brother.
Those round-framed sunglasses worn by strategists during the Republic of China era.
The result was an even better return rate.
Whenever Qiao Yu walked by, passersby would look on curiously.
Su Jinbei joked, "Wow, two big stars! It puts a lot of pressure on me, a little woman who's been blacklisted."
2 p.m.
Qiao Jingjing kept complaining of being tired, so she went into a Western restaurant to enjoy the air conditioning.
... ... ....
I took it upon myself to order three desserts.
This Western-style restaurant is elegantly decorated.
The waiters are all dressed in European and American style servant uniforms, and the price is double that of other places.
The lobby was filled with tourists enjoying afternoon tea.
On a hot day, if you get tired of playing, you can come in and have a drink or dessert.
A piano was placed in the center of the hall.
A servant played music.
Tourists may also perform a song if they are interested.
However, a small usage fee is required.
Qiao Jingjing bit the straw, took a big gulp, stuck out her tongue to lick the sweet cream, and happily squinted her eyes:
"It feels so good, I finally feel like I'm alive again."
She turned her head to look at the blazing sun outside the French windows.
The bright sunlight shone into his dark pupils.
"I just want to stay under the air conditioner and be a couch potato; I don't want to go out and bask in the sun anymore."
Qiao Yu scoffed, "Sister Salted Fish!"
"go away."
Qiao Jingjing wanted to hit him.
But Qiao Yu and Su Jinbei were sitting opposite her, so she couldn't reach them.
"Jingjing, how's work lately? I heard from Ayu that Jiang Wan is giving you a lot of trouble?"
Su Jinbei's words were meaningful.
"It wasn't often, it's just that I couldn't compete with her for resources in the music industry before."
Qiao Jingjing said, "But now I'm a big tiger, I'm not afraid of her."
Qiao Yu's daily rant: "Is she a tigress?"
Since Qiao Jingjing couldn't hit him, she simply ignored him.
He scooped up a spoonful of dessert and said, "This is what they call enduring hardship and biding one's time."
Qiao Yu's gaze wandered.
I saw a young couple sitting diagonally across from me.
They should be tourists from Shanghai, just like them.
The young man and girl whispered to each other for a moment.
The girl's eyes lit up, and she nodded happily.
Then the young man casually got up, walked to the central piano, and whispered a few words to the waiter who was in charge of playing the piano.
He pulled out a 100-yuan bill and handed it to the waiter.
The waiter got up and offered his seat to the young man.
Some of the tourists around looked over.
Some were chatting amongst themselves.
The young couple smiled at each other, and the young man straightened his back and opened his shoulders.
The standard posture shows that the person has practiced.
Qiao Yu was somewhat surprised.
These days, if you grab a kid in a big city and ask them if they can play the piano, the chances of them nodding are pretty high.
But if you ask an adult if they can play the piano...
Nine times out of ten, they'll shake their heads.
Kids these days have it tough, with endless homework and countless extracurricular classes.
Driven by the parents' desire for their son to succeed.
Piano training classes? Go for it!
Calligraphy and painting training classes? Enroll!
Dance training classes? Let's go!
Swimming training classes? Let's go!
Up, up, up!
They completely disregarded the children's feelings.
And in the eyes of most parents, their children are all the typical overpowered protagonists.
You have a talent for everything, and you should learn everything.
It's also because economic conditions have improved now.
When Qiao Yu was a child, he was considered slow-witted and was abandoned by his parents to raise his older sister.
Even so, it will only take a year or two to learn.
It was cut off due to economic reasons.
The light and melodious sound of a piano floated through the hall.
Like flowing water, like silver bells, the melody is superb.
"To my sister!" one tourist said.
"This music is beautiful."
"To my sister?"
An elderly man with gray hair looked bewildered.
"It was composed for a female celebrity by her brother; it was a very famous piano piece a while ago."
The daughter, who had accompanied her father out for a walk, explained the situation.
"It sounds nice, but it's a bit too soft," the uncle said.
“This is about love,” the daughter said with a smile.
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137 A medley? The battle of wits between Qiao Jingjing and Su Jinbei
"Love? Created for my sister?" The uncle was taken aback. "This young man's thoughts are dangerous."
After the piece was finished, there was only a sparse round of applause.
If you could just casually play the piano and get a standing ovation, that would be a miracle.
However, the goal of attracting attention was achieved.
The guests in the lobby were all watching the couple.
"Is this A-Yu's piece?" Su Jinbei asked.
"Mmm." Qiao Jingjing nodded like a chick pecking at rice, emphasizing, "It was created for me."
Su Jinbei automatically ignored the second half of the sentence and suggested:
"Would Ah Yu like to play a song too?"
She had never seen Qiao Yu play the piano, except in the videos.
Qiao Yu asked, "What are you playing?"