trap rose

"How are the preparations for the concert going?"

In the past few days, Wen Mianyu has been very busy with the concert.

At the same time, the situation of Pei Zhiyao and Pei Qingqing must also be taken into consideration.

Since the last goodbye, Wen Mian realized that Pei Qingqing still had a strong opinion of him.

Including Liang Yu, whose eyes wanted to cut Wen Mian into pieces.

A dagger shot through, just enough to land on Wen Mian.

Facing Most's inquiry, Wen Mian still felt a little guilty.

"I've been busy these days and don't have time to deal with these things, but don't worry, I'll be almost done practicing soon. Don't worry about me doing things. I haven't made any mistakes in terms of playing."

Most didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and didn't know how to respond.

"Of course I know, I mean..."

His eyes dodge and finally fall on Wen Mian.

The two people's eyes met, and there was a sense of déjà vu that Wen Mian couldn't fathom.

"Your reputation is relatively well-known outside. This is an international concert after all. I still hope you can prepare well and shine."

In the past, Most would never have said these words.

The instructions at that time were like worries about Wen Mian.

Wen Mian has always been sensitive, and he can see through Most's original intention with just one glance.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

At first Most was still pretending.

The man shrugged and sat down opposite Wen Mian relaxedly.

But his eyes had already given him away.

"No, why would you want to say anything else?"

"I always feel that...the purpose of your coming here today seems to be something other than this."

Most's expression was a little worried.

It was as if Wen Mian was afraid that Wen Mian would mess up the concert.

All kinds of distrust made Wen Mian a little timid.

She frowned and asked, her eyes trembling slightly.

"Don't you believe that I can complete this concert?"

"No."

Most responded firmly.I had to give the other party an accurate answer.

"You also know that the outside world's comments about you are not very good. I am not saying this to discourage you, but I just want to remind you. Don't ruin the major events of your life just because of trivial things."

Moster spoke with sincerity.

This made Wen Mian, who was originally relaxed, instantly alert.

The frightened Wen Mian looked around, and after a while, his eyes were so evasive that Most caught him at a glance.

"I know, but I can't control the comments on the Internet."

Most couldn't help but remind:

"As long as you don't have contact with Pei Zhiyao, don't come forward to respond, and have no conflicts with Pei Qingqing, there will definitely be no trouble before the concert."

"it is good."

She vowed that everything was for this concert.

For Wenmian, nothing is more important than concerts.

This is her only opportunity to perform on the same stage with top foreign pianists in recent years.

It is also a good opportunity for her to learn.

Most's instructions rang in his ears.

Until around ten o'clock in the evening, Wen Mian's mood was extremely heavy.

But what a coincidence, Pei Zhiyao's phone call happened to come.

"Still busy?"

Men's care is particularly delicate.

There is an indescribable sense of thoughtfulness.

But Wen Mian's heart skipped a beat.

Most's voice suddenly echoed in his ears.

"Ah." Wen Mian was stunned for half a second, then said casually, "Still busy, the work at hand is not finished yet."

At that time, Pei Zhiyao, who was downstairs in the company, couldn't help but look up.

The company door is locked because the boss is busy.

The company was empty at that time.

Where can Wen Mian work?
What's more, since Wen Mian left the institution, apart from occasionally going to the company to handle matters, he has spent most of his time as a tutor.

"Really? But I'm downstairs in the company. I heard that my boss had something to do and closed the door in the afternoon. Where are you working overtime now?"