Chapter 35

Qian Xiaoman also smiled and said to Su Qianmian, "Qian, your performance is simply wonderful! I'm afraid only Mr. Antonio's piano can withstand such a fierce song.

There are many people who know how to do it in the crowd, sighing, "Antonio. Chris? Wow, that's everyone. It's not ordinary people who can get his piano. Su Qianmian, how can you get the piano he made himself? Is your family a musical family?

Su Qianmian smiled and said, "No, my father used to support me to practice the violin. Through a friend, he asked Mr. Antonio to make this piano as my birthday gift." But it's broken now, Su Qianmian thought resentfully.

"Has any of you seen Xun Hua? This boy won't slip away, will he?" Su Qianmian quietly changed the topic. She didn't want others to delve into her family.

As expected, everyone began to make fun of her and Xun Hua.

Some people don't want to see such a scene.

"But Mr. Antonio is so eccentric that he can't make the piano at the expense. I heard that your father used to be a great writer. He should have a better relationship with Mr. Antonio. Qian Xiaoman said unwillingly, but with a gentle and envious face, "Your father is so kind to you. If you have time, you must go to your house and see your father."

Few people know Su Qianmian's family. At this time, when they heard that her father was a great writer, they were naturally interested. "Wow, Qianmian, your father is actually a great writer?" What's your father's name?

The speaker was slapped by others: "Be respectful, how can you ask other people's father's name like this? But Qianmian, what's your father's surname?"

"My father is exempt from your surname, Su." Su Qianmian smiled mischievously.

Everyone followed haha.

Qian Xiaoman said again, "Qian Mian, it is said that "Ocean" and "** in the Mirror" are written by your father, really?"

It is said that Su Qianmian and Qian Xiaoman have never had any intersection. If it hadn't been a special investigation, how could she have known Su Qianmian's family background so clearly?

"Su Yuanqing? It's impossible. Didn't he go to prison for intentional homicide a few years ago? Later, he heard..." A man blurted out and felt that Su Qianmian's eyes were getting smaller and lower.

Several people in front of them stopped talking and silently saw the person who was looking at Su Qianmian and talking. The people behind them didn't hear clearly or read the two books. They were still laughing and clamoring to go back to read it. They found that the atmosphere in front of them was unusual, so they stopped without knowing why.

Quiet. The program at the foreground continues, and the voice is curling, mixed with the occasional applause and laughter of the audience, echoing in the background.

Qian Xiaoman looked guilty: "I'm sorry, I didn't know your father was a murderer."

Everyone took a breath of cold air.

"You're welcome. I should thank you. I've only met you once. You know who my father is and what books I've written. I really care." Su Qianmian was calm and terrible, and her smiling face was like the devil she had just played on the stage, which made people shudder.

Qian Xiaoman's face turned red: "I just happened to know your father's name, but I don't know that your father is a murderer. If I knew, I would never say it."

Murderer, murderer, Su Qianmian, the reason why he doesn't want to mention the past is that it is an insult to his father just by thinking about it, and he can't stand others to say it.

Su Qianmian's eyes were red, staring at Qian Xiaoman, and jumped out of his teeth word by word: "My father, no! If you dare to say it again, I will definitely..." Su Qianmian clenched his fist, and his thin blue veins appeared.

One year, two years, three years, but whenever someone mentions her father, she will definitely correct someone else's statement: "My father is the greatest writer. He has never done anything wrong!"

Some people laughed at her, some people satirized her, and even deliberately shouted "murderer!" in her ear. Murderer!"

She was unable to repeat, and the clear eyes in her eyes were confused.

A few people who are far away from Su Qianmian and want to talk to Su Qianmian have quietly turned to other places. The nearest few people are standing in place awkwardly and don't know what to do.

No one wants to be friends with a murderer's daughter. They are afraid that the genetics of violence are inherited and they are ashamed.

"Qian Mian, are you so angry because you are afraid that others will alienate you after knowing it?" Qian Xiaoman grasped the pain of others and said the most vicious words.

"Although people with such a background are often isolated, because such people are not normal, you are very good at shallow sleep. The performance just now was wonderful."

If the praise just now is praise, then now it refers to sin, because the program designed by Su Qianmian finally turned into a demon.

"Qian Xiaoman, don't talk too much!" Guo Mingming stood up and maintained the way.

"I..." Qian Xiaoman's eyes turned red and she looked like she was being bullied.

Su Qianmian laughed in his heart: Can he only pretend to be pitiful? It just completed her.

Pup!

Qian Xiaoman covered her face and looked at Su Qianmian incredibly.

"I said that no matter how dare you insult my father, I will never show mercy."

Qian Xiaoman was ashamed and angry: "It's really the murderer's daughter, unbredified." Because she was too excited and angry, Qian Xiaoman spoke word by word, and her lips even turned out.

During the dispute, someone ran from the control room: "Alas, what are you doing? It's almost over. Get ready to play. It's the last dance.

Aware that the atmosphere was wrong, he received all the expressions, repeated, "It's almost over, get ready quickly" and ran away.

"Su Qianmian, the last dance, guess, does anyone volunteer to be your partner?" Qian Xiaoman was mocking at the corners of her mouth.

Everyone turned their eyes to Wang Xi.

Wang Xi blushed.

Stepping forward means that he is the enemy of Qian Xiaoman and Zhang Xingguo behind her, that he has a friend who has a murderer's father, and that he is really pursuing this abnormal girl with a tendency to violence, which will seriously affect his reputation. If you don't go forward, it seems that you are not brave enough and gentlemanly.

Wang Xi rubbed his hands and stood still.

And his motionlessness increased Su Qianmian's embarrassment and pain.

Looking at Wang Xi, I felt like a joke.

And the fact that the daughter of the criminal seems to have become a solid fact. No one would listen to her. They believed Qian Xiaoman's words without even knowing the general situation.

Is this the public psychology?

Su Qianmian really wants to laugh.

Her eyes were red, and crystal tears dripped in her eyes, as if she had been greatly wronged, but no one told and helped her. She stood stubbornly in place and told herself that I could do everything.

The whole world is standing on the opposite side of her, with thin shoulders, as if she will be overwhelmed by the wind and rain the next moment.

Da Da Da.

The sound of steady footsteps came, not tight or slow. Every step revealed the aura of the king and trampled on everyone's self-confidence.

Black hair in black, obsidian-like eyes shine like stars.

Because the unprecedented and too strong desire on the stage made him blush, he had to go outside to blow a cold wind and smoke a cigarette to calm down. When he came back, before he removed his makeup, he saw the scene of Su Qianmian throwing his hand at Qian Xiaoman.

The anger in his heart suddenly rose, and he felt heartbroken and uneasy. If she knew... he didn't dare to think about it.

With sharp shoulder blades, shiny rivet boots, a faint smell of smoke on his body, with the charm of mature men and the evil charm that has not yet dissipated, he seriously and humbly bent his noble waist, standard elegant movements, pious tone, sexy voice, and the handsome face that he has dreamed of countless times.

He said, "Miss Su Qianmian, can I ask you to dance?"

Su Qianmian covered his mouth hard: It's really him!

The young president, who shouted for the wind and rain on TV, scolded the founders of the world's top 100 groups. He was stingy on the screen. At this moment, he bent slightly, invited her to dance, and seriously and devoutly invited her to dance.

The whole backstage became the most upper-class dinner party because of him, and she is his designated princess.

At that moment, she felt that she couldn't stand it! The crazy throbbing that was finally suppressed was about to break out again... What she even thought about was true!

Angels and demon kings, themselves and Xun Mochen, what is true and what is false.

Xun Mochen got up, put his arms around Su Qianmian's waist, and kissed her affectionately on the forehead: "Qianqian, if someone wants to provoke you and smear you, it can only prove that you are better than her. She hates you. If someone changes their opinion of you because of other people's words, such a person is not worth making friends, and people who have no opinions are too easily manipulated.

Su Qianmian only reached Xun Mochen's shoulder, so she looked very petite.

Although Xun Mochen is wearing the costumes on the stage, the natural domineering can't be erased in any case. He just stands alone, which has made everyone afraid.

"I'll ask them to drop out of school, okay?" He whispered in her ear.

She tried to hold back her tears and shook her head. It's not that I don't hate, it's not that I don't complain, but who should bear this hatred?

Xun Mochen tightened his arm: "Qianqian, let's go home."

Qianqian, let's go home.

How many times, Su Qianmian fought alone, hoping that someone could pull her; when she could stand it, she resisted tenaciously and stubbornly, and when she couldn't stand it... she had to resist. It was hopeless despair and pain, not even the strength to hate the sky.

When Xun Mochen's warm and dry hands took her little hand and slowly walked out of the background and walked to the fresh and open outside world, she felt like crying.

It's not because of sadness, I just want to cry.

Xun Mochen gently hugged Su Qianmian and walked out of the meeting. They wear the same clothes, just like a couple.

Xun Mochen lowered his head and said something in Su Qianmian's ear. Su Qianmian suddenly looked up and fell into Xun Mochen's smiling eyes.

He said: I'm the devil, and so are you. You see, we are a couple.

not far from the entrance of the venue, Shen Cheng was determined to stand still, looking at the leaving Xun Mochen and Su Qianmian, and his clear eyes lost their luster.