Lu Yuan accepted his fate after seeing the progress.

The original plan was to take one month, but unfortunately looking at the progress, it is impossible to film the movie in one month. If it can be filmed in two months, then it will be considered a blessing.

Lu Yuan calculated the time, and it happened to be completed in mid-December. Of course, this was based on the absence of any accidents...

If something unexpected happens, it is estimated that this time will be postponed...

One day's delay is one day's money!

After seeing the wasted money going out every day, Lu Yuan suddenly felt terrible pain in his body.

This is a scam!

Two months later, I was going to be so damn poor.

Money, money, money!

I really fucking need money!

Where can I get more money?

Lu Yuan suddenly felt a lot of pressure and his mind was filled with money.

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While Lu Yuan was worrying about his money, Zheng Jianguo stared at an English blog in surprise.

This blog is written by Edward.

Zheng Jianguo has always paid attention to Edward. After all, Edward is an internationally renowned pianist. It is impossible for him not to want to pay attention to him.

The blog is not long, and when translated into Chinese it is only over 3,000 words from beginning to end, but the title of the blog is quite surprising.

The title is: "Why is God So Cruel."

Why is God so cruel?

Edward rarely uses such heavy titles. What's the matter?

When Zheng Jianguo saw the title of this blog, he was stunned for a long time.

Then open the following content.

"In July, I was fortunate enough to hear a beautiful piano piece. After listening to it once, I tried to play it myself..."

"Then, I was attracted by the artistic conception of the music. After being attracted, I started to search for the original creator of this piano music..."

"I originally thought that the original author of this piano piece was a world-class pianist or a world-famous composer, but when I saw the oriental name Lu Yuan, he was surprised."

"This terrible creator is actually Chinese!"

"Yes, Chinese!"

"Before this, maybe I was ignorant, but I had never heard of a Chinese person who could create such a beautiful piece of music. Moreover, this is a little-known Chinese person, and I can't find any of his music on the Internet.

material……"

"Maybe, this is a kind of fate..."

"From that day on, I thought that one day I could meet this Chinese man, chat with him about piano music, play music with him, and talk about the future with him... I prayed almost every day..."

"God is merciful. He heard my prayer... Then, on that lucky day, I met the Chinese man and made an appointment with him to play together..."

"The Chinese people gave me the impression that they don't talk much and look a little shy. If I hadn't confirmed that it was him, I wouldn't have believed that he was so talented..."

"This month, I was lucky enough to invite him to our concert, but unfortunately, he refused to perform a solo with me... I think this is his pride, and truly talented people are proud, and he

I am worthy of this kind of pride..."

"Before this, I always felt that God was merciful, but at that concert I began to doubt God... I'm sorry, I can't deceive myself, because this Chinese man is in full view of everyone, even in the eyes of the whole of China.

, he actually played a "Lullaby" on the spot. Although, I really don't know why I could compose a "Lullaby" in that situation. After all, everything was weird and even very inappropriate, but he just played it..."

"At that moment, I seemed to see him bathed in holy light, enjoying the guidance of God, possessing all the enviable talents, as if the legend was about to officially kick off, just like Morke a hundred years ago...

...Yes, I am really jealous of him! God is unfair, why did he give him such a terrible talent...Why, I don’t have such a shocking talent!"

"We invite him and hope that he can come with us to play around the world..."

"However, he refused. After refusing, he even said that he would never play the piano again..."

"He said this lightly but very seriously. I thought he was joking, but he didn't look like he was joking..."

"God... are all of this true?"

After reading the eloquent blog, Zheng Jianguo was stunned.

This kid will never play the piano again?

What's going on?

When he opened his eyes and opened the next blog, he found that this blog had been reprinted thousands of times.

"Ding ding ding."

Zheng Jianguo's cell phone rang.

"dad?"

"Do you know what happened online?"

"What's up?"

"This brat Lu Yuan made a fuss on the Internet when he said he didn't want to play the piano..."
Chapter completed!