Chapter 1025: I'll sing a song for everyone
Chapter 1025 Let me sing a song for everyone
How could a young master throw flowers at her?
Pei Zhenyuan just thought that Pei Ziheng was being tough, so he immediately decided: "Okay, let's do it like this!"
Even Xia Ling was not very confident and glanced at Pei Ziheng weakly. The bet between the two men suddenly made her feel pressured. Although she didn't understand what they were fighting about, instinctively, she knew not to embarrass Brother Pei. Now that things have come to this, she must give her best performance, even if she has to risk everything!
Pei Ziheng noticed her uneasiness and gently held her hand: "Afraid?"
She nodded, glanced at Pei Jingyu and others present, and shook her head.
There was a hint of smile in Pei Ziheng's eyes, and his voice was gentle: "It doesn't matter, you can perform however you want, my Xiao Ling is the best."
She was not confident, but she nodded seriously.
Pei Jingyu and Pei Jingshan looked at each other and saw schadenfreude in each other's eyes. They didn't think that Xia Ling had any hope of getting the Midsummer Socialite. If she couldn't get it, her eldest cousin might be angry with her. When the time comes for her to fall out of favor and be kicked out of the house, it might not be a happy ending.
"It doesn't matter even if you can't get it, after all, your innate conditions are weaker than ours," Pei Jingyu pretended to be generous with a smile, "As long as you can get a middling grade and don't embarrass the Pei family, we won't blame you. ”
“I will get first place.” Xia Ling said stubbornly.
“Haha.” Pei Jingshan couldn’t help laughing.
Xia Ling glared at them unhappily: "If last year's Midsummer celebrity was on the level of Sister Jingyu, this year's Midsummer celebrity would be me!"
"Little beggar, do you know how to appreciate it?" There were some things that Pei Jingyu had to take into consideration for her noble image and it was not convenient for her to curse, so Pei Jingshan took the lead on her behalf, "Sister Jingyu's piano is top-notch! We hired a famous artist How many years did the master have to learn to achieve what he is today! How can you not touch the piano? What are you talking about?"
Xia Ling has never touched a piano.
However, just because she can’t play the piano doesn’t mean she has no sense of music! She raised her head and glanced at Pei Ziheng, her beautiful eyes full of doubts: Do they really think Pei Jingyu plays the piano very well?
Pei Ziheng's eyes were filled with smile again. He seemed to be in a good mood since he adopted this little girl. Touching her soft long hair, he spoke warmly: "Jing Yu's piano was learned from a famous master since she was a child, but her family didn't expect her to become famous and have a family. I don't think the master's requirements for her were as good as hers." She is strict with serious pianists. Her piano sound is one of the best among aristocratic ladies, but from a purely artistic point of view, it is still not good enough. "In fact, Pei Ziheng is busy with everything, so he can't tell whether the piano sound is good or bad. ? But he has many capable people under his command. One of them, a young music producer named Feng Kun, once bluntly pointed out the gap between these aristocratic ladies and real artistic masters.
Xia Ling smiled.
His answer let her know that her judgment was correct.
But Pei Jingyu thought she was laughing at him, and her expression became slightly gloomy.
“For girls, it’s just a matter of knowing a little bit about music for entertainment. If you don’t rely on it to make a living, learning too much will make people laugh.” Even Pei Zhenyuan couldn’t stand it and defended his granddaughter calmly.
Xia Ling whispered: "Treating ordinary people as first-class people is the only way to make people laugh."
Pei Zhenyuan's expression turned cold: "When the elders are talking, who asked you to talk back?"
Before Xia Ling said anything, Pei Ziheng had already spoken: "Xiao Ling is mine, and it is not anyone else's turn to scold her." Pei Zhenyuan looked at his grandnephew with anger in his eyes: "I am your uncle!"
Pei Ziheng remained calm: "Whoever is the emperor's chairman is the head of the Pei family. This is a rule passed down from generation to generation. Uncle, please show some respect to my people."
"Okay, very good..." Pei Zhenyuan was extremely angry, "This is outrageous!"
Xia Ling looked at them uneasily. Why were these two people quarreling about her again before they even exchanged a few words? Her hands gently grasped Pei Ziheng's sleeves, feeling as if she had caused him a lot of trouble.
Pei Ziheng noticed her uneasiness, ignored Pei Zhenyuan, and concentrated on cutting steak for her.
In front of the other guests at the flower viewing banquet, Pei Zhenyuan was really embarrassed to continue to have an attack. After staring at Pei Ziheng for a while, he could only get sulky. Pei Jingyu and Pei Jingshan looked at each other, neither of them expected that Pei Ziheng would be so tough for a wild girl from an orphanage.
A few people had their own thoughts and ate in silence.
At the flower viewing banquet, the talent performances of the rich ladies continued. The gentle breeze in the flower pavilion near the water highlighted the beautiful figures of the girls. They are all rich young ladies raised in fine clothing and good food. They are good at piano and guzheng. Some can dance beautiful classical dances, and some can paint on the spot...
Everyone used their best skills.
They all understand that this competition is not only related to themselves, but also a competition of strength between the families they represent behind them. How much does it cost to cultivate an amazing dancer from an early age? How much dignity do you need to hire what kind of famous teacher? And how much leisure time do girls spend on this? What kind of life does it symbolize, rich and leisurely, without worrying about worldly trivial matters?
They are the face of the family.
They cannot embarrass their family, nor can they embarrass themselves.
Even Pei Jingshan, although she has always been modest about being "not as good as her sister Pei Jingyu", her archery skills that can shoot through a tree with a hundred steps are impressive. Archery has evolved into a game for the rich today. Pei Jingshanlu's hands invisibly show her extraordinary status, nobility and composure.
So when Xia Ling came on stage and said she wanted to sing, many guests felt a flash of disdain.
Sing?
Are you kidding me? For so many years, almost no one sang during the Midsummer Flower Appreciation Banquet for Celebrities - for no other reason than singing is too unpopular. Even if a random cat or dog on the roadside can sing on the spot, it doesn't reflect the family. The financial strength to hire a famous teacher, and more importantly, he looks like an actor...
“An orphan is an orphan.” Some guests shook their heads and sighed softly.
"Maybe she sings bel canto? Not everyone can sing classical opera." Another guest said with a hint of expectation, "How could the girl Pei Ziheng adopted embarrass him?"
Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, she heard Xia Ling's clear and melodious voice: "Let me sing "Jiangnan Can Pick Lotus" for everyone. I just made up a temporary tune. It is said to be very nice."
With a clang, the guest who had just been expecting her to sing bel canto was so shocked that he ignored dining etiquette and his fork directly touched the plate. No, no, right? What she sang was actually a self-composed song? If it's beautiful or not, it can't be a ballad!
(End of this chapter)