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At ten o'clock in the evening, the hillside villa is brightly lit.
Han sank into endless regret.
Since the security department handed him the information about the hotels and restaurants at eight o'clock, he has been screening for two hours.
And not only he, all the people in the villa joined in, even he Ting, who didn't know a few big words, was dragged into the battlefield by Han 3000.
"No way."
"Not even this one."
"The space is too small to hold many people."
"The environment is too chaotic, how can it be worthy of my great grandson's hundred day banquet."
"It's too antique. No, my granddaughter is not suitable for such a place."
Everyone has their own opinions, so many places are not considered.
Han 3000 collapsed on the sofa. He had known that this kind of work should not be interfered by him. He should give it to Mo Yang and let him worry about it.
"I'm really asking for trouble." Han Sanyi said bitterly.
Su Yingxia glared and said, "can you make your daughter suffer for such a big thing?"
Han 3000 shrunk his neck and said, "I haven't finished yet. It's sweet in the bitter."
For Han 3000, who has no position in front of Su Yingxia, others are not surprised. They just smile and don't say much.
Su Guoyao is the most lamented person in his heart. With Han 3000's current status, he can still love Su Yingxia so much. I have to say that this is Su Yingxia's greatest blessing.
When Han 3000 first joined the Su family, who could have thought that Su Yingxia would have this day, and who could have thought that Han 3000, who was despised by thousands of people, could be so superior now.
If Jiang LAN had not been stubborn, she would not have been dead, and she would have enjoyed endless splendor and wealth.
But Su Guoyao has no pity and sympathy for Jiang LAN. From the moment she throws Han Nian on the balcony, Su Guoyao wants to kill her.
At the same time, in another country, Nangong Boling also left, but he did not go directly back to China, but went to another place first.
He had to prepare a big gift for his great grandson, whom he had never met.
A Royal Grand Theater, now the world's most famous piano master Bert has just finished one of his concerts. For a great artist like him, every concert can attract many aristocrats to come to the scene, and the high price of his concert tickets is second to none in the world.
"I'm sorry, Bert doesn't accept any personal interview, even if you are a noble. Please leave." After the concert, Nangong Boling appeared, but was stopped by Burt's bodyguard.
"Good advice, if you don't want to die, just go away. You are not qualified to stop me." Nangong Boling said lightly.
The bodyguard sneered and dared to be so disrespectful to Burt. Don't these old people know what kind of status Burt has in the upper class? Even those royal nobles have to be polite to Burt.
"I also advise..."
The bodyguard had not finished his words, but suddenly he was hit in the chest with a blow, his eyes widened, his face showed an expression of disbelief, and then he fell down.
Until he died, he probably didn't know what was going on.
When other bodyguards saw this, they were faced with a big enemy.
When Bert in the lounge heard this, he showed a very angry attitude. For a high-powered artist like him, how can a person without an appointment be qualified to meet him.
"No matter who it is, let him go and warn him not to offend me, otherwise I will let him live here without any chance." Burt said angrily.
As soon as the words came to an end, the door of the rest room was kicked open, and all the bodyguards outside had fallen down.
"Great artist, he has a lot of temper." Nangong Boling walked into the rest room with a smile on his face.
"No matter who you are, get out now. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude. Do you know who I know?" Burt threatened Nangong Boling.
As the world's largest recluse, these so-called artists are no different from street performers in Nangong Boling's eyes.
"Of course I know that in this country, you have the support of the royal family, but I happen to know such a person, and I have informed him that he is on his way." Nangong Boling said lightly.
Burt disdains to smile, just as Nangong Boling is bragging with him.
But it didn't take long for a blonde to appear, which made Bert tremble.
Isn't this the Royal bigwig he knew?
"Mr. Nangong." The old man went to Nangong Boling and called respectfully.
This action makes Burt can't believe his own eyes. As the supreme figure in this country, he even shows his servility to people!
"This piano player is your friend?" Nangong Boling asked faintly. The master of Gaoqin, a famous artist, seems to be a piano player in his eyes.
"Mr. huinangong, I do have a deep friendship with him, but if he offends you, he and I will not be friends any more." Said the old man“ No offense, but I'm going to let him teach my great granddaughter. What do you think Asked Nangong Boling“ With his early piano attainments, he is definitely the best choice and an honor. " The old man took a look at Bert. Bert said quickly: "Mr. Nangong, it's my pleasure. How can I refuse it?" Nangong Boling gives a faint smile. The so-called great artist is just like that“ In this case, you should cherish this honor. I heard that there is a man who is very good at painting. His name is Stanford. Can you contact him? " Nangong Boling asked Bert“ He and I are old friends. If Mr. Nangong wants to find him, I can help him. " Said Bert, nodding his head“ OK, tell him to come to China in three days. You two will be teachers for my great granddaughter. " Nangong Boling said. Burt is curious to know how old Nangong Boling's great granddaughter is. After all, both piano and painting need talent. If we miss the time to develop talent, it's no use even if they are masters“ How old is your great granddaughter this year, Mr. Nangong Asked Burt“ Less than a hundred days. " Nangong Boling said“ No... less than a hundred days! " Burt looked at Nangong Boling in amazement, a child who couldn't even walk. What did he learn to draw on the piano? Nangong Boling frowned discontentedly and said, "what's the matter? Do you have any opinions? Although my great granddaughter doesn't know anything now, isn't she worthy of being your student? "“ No, no, No Burt shook his head in a panic and said, "Mr. Nangong, I don't mean that. It's just that she's too young and I don't know what to teach her."“ If you don't know how to teach, just play the piano for her, draw for her, and give you a lot of money. " Nangong Boling said. Burt suffered a lot. In the eyes of outsiders, he is the top figure in the industry. Now he is going to play the piano for a child less than 100 days. If outsiders know this, his name as a great artist will not be laughed at, but he dare not refuse. After all, even this Royal figure has to be respectful to Nangong Boling“ Mr. Nangong, I know what to do. " Said Burt“ By the way, my great granddaughter's name is Han Nian. If you make it known to the public, you will say that you want to become her personal teacher and let me make my great granddaughter famous. " Nangong Boling said with a smile. In the face of this unreasonable request, Burt refused in his heart, but in reality, he could only agree“ No problem. Please don't worry, Mr. Nangong. Stanford and I will announce this together. " Said Bert, nodding his head. As two of the world's most famous artists, Han Nian is also a student. This international news occupies the front page of the headlines, and it is in these two fields that it has triggered earth shaking news. The next day, the news exploded all over the world. This is the first time that Han Nian has been famous in the world. Huaguo, Su's company. As an interim director, Shen lingyao spent almost all her time in boredom except for some important documents that needed her signature. I can only brush the news and watch small videos to pass the boring working hours. At this time, Shen lingyao saw a piece of news with Han Nian in the title, which made her click in. This novel has been translated by novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
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At ten o'clock in the evening, the hillside villa is brightly lit.
Han sank into endless regret.
Since the security department handed him the information about the hotels and restaurants at eight o'clock, he has been screening for two hours.
And not only he, all the people in the villa joined in, even he Ting, who didn't know a few big words, was dragged into the battlefield by Han 3000.
"No way."
"Not even this one."
"The space is too small to hold many people."
"The environment is too chaotic, how can it be worthy of my great grandson's hundred day banquet."
"It's too antique. No, my granddaughter is not suitable for such a place."
Everyone has their own opinions, so many places are not considered.
Han 3000 collapsed on the sofa. He had known that this kind of work should not be interfered by him. He should give it to Mo Yang and let him worry about it.
"I'm really asking for trouble." Han Sanyi said bitterly.
Su Yingxia glared and said, "can you make your daughter suffer for such a big thing?"
Han 3000 shrunk his neck and said, "I haven't finished yet. It's sweet in the bitter."
For Han 3000, who has no position in front of Su Yingxia, others are not surprised. They just smile and don't say much.
Su Guoyao is the most lamented person in his heart. With Han 3000's current status, he can still love Su Yingxia so much. I have to say that this is Su Yingxia's greatest blessing.
When Han 3000 first joined the Su family, who could have thought that Su Yingxia would have this day, and who could have thought that Han 3000, who was despised by thousands of people, could be so superior now.
If Jiang LAN had not been stubborn, she would not have been dead, and she would have enjoyed endless splendor and wealth.
But Su Guoyao has no pity and sympathy for Jiang LAN. From the moment she throws Han Nian on the balcony, Su Guoyao wants to kill her.
At the same time, in another country, Nangong Boling also left, but he did not go directly back to China, but went to another place first.
He had to prepare a big gift for his great grandson, whom he had never met.
A Royal Grand Theater, now the world's most famous piano master Bert has just finished one of his concerts. For a great artist like him, every concert can attract many aristocrats to come to the scene, and the high price of his concert tickets is second to none in the world.
"I'm sorry, Bert doesn't accept any personal interview, even if you are a noble. Please leave." After the concert, Nangong Boling appeared, but was stopped by Burt's bodyguard.
"Good advice, if you don't want to die, just go away. You are not qualified to stop me." Nangong Boling said lightly.
The bodyguard sneered and dared to be so disrespectful to Burt. Don't these old people know what kind of status Burt has in the upper class? Even those royal nobles have to be polite to Burt.
"I also advise..."
The bodyguard had not finished his words, but suddenly he was hit in the chest with a blow, his eyes widened, his face showed an expression of disbelief, and then he fell down.
Until he died, he probably didn't know what was going on.
When other bodyguards saw this, they were faced with a big enemy.
When Bert in the lounge heard this, he showed a very angry attitude. For a high-powered artist like him, how can a person without an appointment be qualified to meet him.
"No matter who it is, let him go and warn him not to offend me, otherwise I will let him live here without any chance." Burt said angrily.
As soon as the words came to an end, the door of the rest room was kicked open, and all the bodyguards outside had fallen down.
"Great artist, he has a lot of temper." Nangong Boling walked into the rest room with a smile on his face.
"No matter who you are, get out now. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude. Do you know who I know?" Burt threatened Nangong Boling.
As the world's largest recluse, these so-called artists are no different from street performers in Nangong Boling's eyes.
"Of course I know that in this country, you have the support of the royal family, but I happen to know such a person, and I have informed him that he is on his way." Nangong Boling said lightly.
Burt disdains to smile, just as Nangong Boling is bragging with him.
But it didn't take long for a blonde to appear, which made Bert tremble.
Isn't this the Royal bigwig he knew?
"Mr. Nangong." The old man went to Nangong Boling and called respectfully.
This action makes Burt can't believe his own eyes. As the supreme figure in this country, he even shows his servility to people!
"This piano player is your friend?" Nangong Boling asked faintly. The master of Gaoqin, a famous artist, seems to be a piano player in his eyes.
"Mr. huinangong, I do have a deep friendship with him, but if he offends you, he and I will not be friends any more." Said the old man“ No offense, but I'm going to let him teach my great granddaughter. What do you think Asked Nangong Boling“ With his early piano attainments, he is definitely the best choice and an honor. " The old man took a look at Bert. Bert said quickly: "Mr. Nangong, it's my pleasure. How can I refuse it?" Nangong Boling gives a faint smile. The so-called great artist is just like that“ In this case, you should cherish this honor. I heard that there is a man who is very good at painting. His name is Stanford. Can you contact him? " Nangong Boling asked Bert“ He and I are old friends. If Mr. Nangong wants to find him, I can help him. " Said Bert, nodding his head“ OK, tell him to come to China in three days. You two will be teachers for my great granddaughter. " Nangong Boling said. Burt is curious to know how old Nangong Boling's great granddaughter is. After all, both piano and painting need talent. If we miss the time to develop talent, it's no use even if they are masters“ How old is your great granddaughter this year, Mr. Nangong Asked Burt“ Less than a hundred days. " Nangong Boling said“ No... less than a hundred days! " Burt looked at Nangong Boling in amazement, a child who couldn't even walk. What did he learn to draw on the piano? Nangong Boling frowned discontentedly and said, "what's the matter? Do you have any opinions? Although my great granddaughter doesn't know anything now, isn't she worthy of being your student? "“ No, no, No Burt shook his head in a panic and said, "Mr. Nangong, I don't mean that. It's just that she's too young and I don't know what to teach her."“ If you don't know how to teach, just play the piano for her, draw for her, and give you a lot of money. " Nangong Boling said. Burt suffered a lot. In the eyes of outsiders, he is the top figure in the industry. Now he is going to play the piano for a child less than 100 days. If outsiders know this, his name as a great artist will not be laughed at, but he dare not refuse. After all, even this Royal figure has to be respectful to Nangong Boling“ Mr. Nangong, I know what to do. " Said Burt“ By the way, my great granddaughter's name is Han Nian. If you make it known to the public, you will say that you want to become her personal teacher and let me make my great granddaughter famous. " Nangong Boling said with a smile. In the face of this unreasonable request, Burt refused in his heart, but in reality, he could only agree“ No problem. Please don't worry, Mr. Nangong. Stanford and I will announce this together. " Said Bert, nodding his head. As two of the world's most famous artists, Han Nian is also a student. This international news occupies the front page of the headlines, and it is in these two fields that it has triggered earth shaking news. The next day, the news exploded all over the world. This is the first time that Han Nian has been famous in the world. Huaguo, Su's company. As an interim director, Shen lingyao spent almost all her time in boredom except for some important documents that needed her signature. I can only brush the news and watch small videos to pass the boring working hours. At this time, Shen lingyao saw a piece of news with Han Nian in the title, which made her click in. This novel has been translated by novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the hillside villa is brightly lit.Han sank into endless regret.Since the security department handed him the information about the hotels and restaurants at eight o'clock, he has been screening for two hours.And not only he, all the people in the villa joined in, even he Ting, who didn't know a few big words, was dragged into the battlefield by Han 3000."No way.""Not even this one.""The space is too small to hold many people.""The environment is too chaotic, how can it be worthy of my great grandson's hundred day banquet.""It's too antique. No, my granddaughter is not suitable for such a place."Everyone has their own opinions, so many places are not considered.Han 3000 collapsed on the sofa. He had known that this kind of work should not be interfered by him. He should give it to Mo Yang and let him worry about it."I'm really asking for trouble." Han Sanyi said bitterly.Su Yingxia glared and said, "can you make your daughter suffer for such a big thing?"Han 3000 shrunk his neck and said, "I haven't finished yet. It's sweet in the bitter."For Han 3000, who has no position in front of Su Yingxia, others are not surprised. They just smile and don't say much.Su Guoyao is the most lamented person in his heart. With Han 3000's current status, he can still love Su Yingxia so much. I have to say that this is Su Yingxia's greatest blessing.When Han 3000 first joined the Su family, who could have thought that Su Yingxia would have this day, and who could have thought that Han 3000, who was despised by thousands of people, could be so superior now.If Jiang LAN had not been stubborn, she would not have been dead, and she would have enjoyed endless splendor and wealth.But Su Guoyao has no pity and sympathy for Jiang LAN. From the moment she throws Han Nian on the balcony, Su Guoyao wants to kill her.At the same time, in another country, Nangong Boling also left, but he did not go directly back to China, but went to another place first.He had to prepare a big gift for his great grandson, whom he had never met.A Royal Grand Theater, now the world's most famous piano master Bert has just finished one of his concerts. For a great artist like him, every concert can attract many aristocrats to come to the scene, and the high price of his concert tickets is second to none in the world."I'm sorry, Bert doesn't accept any personal interview, even if you are a noble. Please leave." After the concert, Nangong Boling appeared, but was stopped by Burt's bodyguard."Good advice, if you don't want to die, just go away. You are not qualified to stop me." Nangong Boling said lightly.The bodyguard sneered and dared to be so disrespectful to Burt. Don't these old people know what kind of status Burt has in the upper class? Even those royal nobles have to be polite to Burt."I also advise..."The bodyguard had not finished his words, but suddenly he was hit in the chest with a blow, his eyes widened, his face showed an expression of disbelief, and then he fell down.Until he died, he probably didn't know what was going on.When other bodyguards saw this, they were faced with a big enemy.When Bert in the lounge heard this, he showed a very angry attitude. For a high-powered artist like him, how can a person without an appointment be qualified to meet him."No matter who it is, let him go and warn him not to offend me, otherwise I will let him live here without any chance." Burt said angrily.As soon as the words came to an end, the door of the rest room was kicked open, and all the bodyguards outside had fallen down."Great artist, he has a lot of temper." Nangong Boling walked into the rest room with a smile on his face."No matter who you are, get out now. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude. Do you know who I know?" Burt threatened Nangong Boling.As the world's largest recluse, these so-called artists are no different from street performers in Nangong Boling's eyes."Of course I know that in this country, you have the support of the royal family, but I happen to know such a person, and I have informed him that he is on his way." Nangong Boling said lightly.Burt disdains to smile, just as Nangong Boling is bragging with him.But it didn't take long for a blonde to appear, which made Bert tremble.Isn't this the Royal bigwig he knew?"Mr. Nangong." The old man went to Nangong Boling and called respectfully.This action makes Burt can't believe his own eyes. As the supreme figure in this country, he even shows his servility to people!"This piano player is your friend?" Nangong Boling asked faintly. The master of Gaoqin, a famous artist, seems to be a piano player in his eyes."Mr. huinangong, I do have a deep friendship with him, but if he offends you, he and I will not be friends any more." Said the old man No offense, but I'm going to let him teach my great granddaughter. What do you think Asked Nangong Boling With his early piano attainments, he is definitely the best choice and an honor. " The old man took a look at Bert. Bert said quickly: "Mr. Nangong, it's my pleasure. How can I refuse it?" Nangong Boling gives a faint smile. The so-called great artist is just like that In this case, you should cherish this honor. I heard that there is a man who is very good at painting. His name is Stanford. Can you contact him? " Nangong Boling asked Bert He and I are old friends. If Mr. Nangong wants to find him, I can help him. " Said Bert, nodding his head OK, tell him to come to China in three days. You two will be teachers for my great granddaughter. " Nangong Boling said. Burt is curious to know how old Nangong Boling's great granddaughter is. After all, both piano and painting need talent. If we miss the time to develop talent, it's no use even if they are masters How old is your great granddaughter this year, Mr. Nangong Asked Burt Less than a hundred days. " Nangong Boling said No... less than a hundred days! " Burt looked at Nangong Boling in amazement, a child who couldn't even walk. What did he learn to draw on the piano? Nangong Boling frowned discontentedly and said, "what's the matter? Do you have any opinions? Although my great granddaughter doesn't know anything now, isn't she worthy of being your student? " No, no, No Burt shook his head in a panic and said, "Mr. Nangong, I don't mean that. It's just that she's too young and I don't know what to teach her." If you don't know how to teach, just play the piano for her, draw for her, and give you a lot of money. " Nangong Boling said. Burt suffered a lot. In the eyes of outsiders, he is the top figure in the industry. Now he is going to play the piano for a child less than 100 days. If outsiders know this, his name as a great artist will not be laughed at, but he dare not refuse. After all, even this Royal figure has to be respectful to Nangong Boling Mr. Nangong, I know what to do. " Said Burt By the way, my great granddaughter's name is Han Nian. If you make it known to the public, you will say that you want to become her personal teacher and let me make my great granddaughter famous. " Nangong Boling said with a smile. In the face of this unreasonable request, Burt refused in his heart, but in reality, he could only agree No problem. Please don't worry, Mr. Nangong. Stanford and I will announce this together. " Said Bert, nodding his head. As two of the world's most famous artists, Han Nian is also a student. This international news occupies the front page of the headlines, and it is in these two fields that it has triggered earth shaking news. The next day, the news exploded all over the world. This is the first time that Han Nian has been famous in the world. Huaguo, Su's company. As an interim director, Shen lingyao spent almost all her time in boredom except for some important documents that needed her signature. I can only brush the news and watch small videos to pass the boring working hours. At this time, Shen lingyao saw a piece of news with Han Nian in the title, which made her click in. This novel has been translated by novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
