Chapter 419: Best Accompaniment (1)
The girl confirmed in a puerile voice.
There were no cameraman to follow the cast around in the living room at the moment, only still cameras that were placed in fixed spots. In the small director’s room, Li Jianyu and the others were munching on pancakes and some dishes. When they heard Jiang Jiujiu’s words…
Everyone: ‘Huh?’
‘Ah… She’s a little, a little adorable!’
The netizens in the live stream were a little surprised because they didn’t expect Jiang Jiujiu to say those words.
—— [Make us bald? That’s not necessary…]
—— [It’s so immersive, my scalp has begun to hurt]
—— [We must have hair for you to pluck before you can do that. Everyone, look at your heads guys, do you still have any hair? *dog head*]
…
The pop-up comments were all arguments between the silly netizens.
However, there were still people who refused to give in. The more furious Jiang Jiujiu was, the more smug they were.
They were all sarcastic and derogative… They were so callous with their words that they would say anything that would trigger her.
Jiang Jiujiu was clenching her fist tightly, wis.h.i.+ng she could go through the internet to beat up those crooks!
A clear, warm voice managed to save Jiang Jiujiu from her bad mood in time.
“Jiujiu, can you wear this pajamas?”
It was Xiang Yi.
That realization made Jiang Jiujiu calm down.
She turned her face and saw that Xiang Yi had grabbed two sets of pajamas, one of which was pink with rabbit ears while the other was cream-colored with bear ears.
It was just something hat she said casually, but Xiang Yi remembered it all.
Jiang Jiujiu suddenly felt a lot less angry.
‘What’s the point of bothering with fools? After all, they’re quite pitiful for being brainless.’
“It’s not too bad.” Despite saying so, Jiang Jiujiu quickly proceeded to take a shower before changing into the pajamas with bear ears.
She stopped before entering the living room and then returned to grabbed her violin case.
By the bookshelf, Xiang Yi was flipping through a book on bow and arrow. When she saw Jiang Jiujiu come out with her violin, her eyes curved as she asked with a faint smile, “Which song are you going to play?”
Jiang Jiujiu corrected her. “You mean which song are we going to play?” She continued seriously, “We’ll okay together, okay?”
Of course, Xiang Yi wouldn’t turn down a request from her best friend.
“Sure, shall we go to the music room?”
All of a sudden, the pop-up comments were full of mockery.
—— [Oh please, she’s the chief of Orpheus Academy, are you worthy of it?]
—— [You learned folk music, don’t embarra.s.s yourself in front of a cla.s.sical music student, okay…]
—— [Didn’t Jiang Jiujiu just defend Xiang Yi? Why has she changed her mind again? Letting Xiang Yi and her play a piece together with her… They’re worlds apart…]
…
There was no camera in the music room so Li Jianyu quickly instructed the cameraman to go over.
Ruan Qing asked, “Are you so at ease with it? Aren’t you afraid that Xiang Yi would flop?”
Li Jianyu said in a bubbly manner, “I admit that I’m taking a gamble but I think that Xiang Yi will let me win this gamble!”
He didn’t believe in himself, but in Xiang Yi.
Ruan Qing raised her eyebrows. Instead of taking a stand, she kept her eyes fixed on the screen.
…
In the music room.
Every member of the Xiang family basically knew how to play one or two musical instruments. There was a large variety of instruments in the music room. Apart from the perennial Western instruments, there were also traditional instruments such as the zither, Guzheng and Chinese flute.
Seeing that Xiang Yi was pacing back and forth around the traditional instruments, the “Spicy Rabbits” felt worried for her.
However, she walked past the traditional instruments and chose the cello in the end.
‘Huh?’
‘She didn’t choose the Chinese string instruments nor the electric guitar but the…cello!?!’
Someone mocked:
—— [Oh please, this is a cello. Does she even know how to play it? How dare she choose it?]
However, the moment Xiang Yi sat down and picked up the bow, her aura seemed to have suddenly changed.
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