Everyone else is lying that my wife is my enemy

The next day, the guest was Yang Xi.

There are more tasks this morning than yesterday, and the tasks are more mysterious.

The last task is - to listen to the voice of the soul.

"What does this mean?" Wen Rong was elusive, how could he listen to the voice of the soul?

The easiest thing to associate with sound-related content is music.

With a flash of inspiration, Wen Rong thought of the piano room on the third floor that he discovered yesterday, and asked Gu Jin, "Do you mean to play the piano? This is to listen to the voice of the soul."

"How to listen to the soul?" Combining the first two weird tasks, Gu Jin thinks this will not be so straightforward.

"Um..." Wen Rong didn't expect so much, and guessed: "Could it be that listening to the masterpieces of the departed masters is talking to the souls of the masters?"

But if the two of them don't know how to play the piano, this link cannot be completed, and it should be another answer.

"Do you want to give up?" Yang Xi asked with a smile.

She looked down at the comments in the live broadcast room on the tablet, and after reading it, she told Wen Rong: "Everyone wants to hear you play the piano, why don't you give it a try?"

Wen Rong leaned forward and took a look, and it was true.

【Wen Rong can play the piano?I want to listen. 】

[How do I remember that Wen Rong said that he is not good at music? 】

[Listen to the piano! ! !Both Gu Jin and Wen Rong are fine! 】

……

"Then try it?" Wen Rong handed over the decision to Gu Jin.

Gu Jin couldn't think of other ways to listen to the voice of the soul for a while, but what Wen Rong said made sense, and she also looked forward to seeing Wen Rong's piano performance again, so she nodded in response.

Just after agreeing, Gu Jin suddenly thought of Wen Rong's amnesia, and couldn't decide whether Wen Rong could play the piano.

"Can you play?"

Wen Rong whispered back to her: "I have a little impression, but I only remember one song."

Only then did Gu Jin feel relieved, Wen Rong could always selectively remember the past.

Open the door of the piano room, a pure black upright piano is located on the left, and the curtains are closed tightly, making the room dark and mysterious.

Gu Jin opened the curtains, the light outside was pouring in, and there was no direct sunlight.

Wen Rong lifted the lid of the piano and carefully tested the sound and tuned it.

"What song do you want to play?" Yang Xi was curious.

"I don't know." Wen Rong really didn't know.

Yang Xi was a little embarrassed, walked aside, and quietly looked at Wen Rong whose temperament changed suddenly from the moment he touched the piano.

Wen Rong rested her ten fingers on the keys, her eyelashes drooped slightly, and she was focused and immersed.

The room that had been silent for a long time was stirred by the notes pouring from Wen Rong's hands, and the sound of the piano lingered.

The sound of the music is gentle, like walking quietly in the forest after the rain, followed by a cheerful rhythm, such as surprises when encountering a rainbow, and then ups and downs, the fingers on the keys are flexible, passionate and tight.

Deng.

When the painting style is changed, the sound of the piano is low, sorrow is scattered, then soothing, and then low, reciprocating each other, telling the complicated heart.

In the end, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly amidst the increasingly flat rhythm.

Yang Xi opened her mouth blankly, stood where she was, the tablet in her hand almost fell to the ground.

Not only was she shocked by Wen Rong's superb piano skills, but also the piece she played...

The comment section has already exploded.

[Naihe himself is uneducated, so he can only wow wow wow wow. 】

【Warm fleece baby~】

[Gender is not an obstacle, does Rongrong lack a girlfriend? 】

But after the song ended, someone found something was wrong.

User aj13620: [Isn't this Rong Anan's retired work "First Encounter and Farewell"?Didn't Wen Rong say that he would play the works of the deceased?Even if there is no news about Rong Anan's retirement, it doesn't need to be said that he died, right?Don’t pretend to be a white lotus and say it was careless→_→】

At first, some people refuted the words of user aj13620, but since then, some people have recognized his words.

Someone also posted a video of Wen Rong playing the piece on the Internet. After a lot of praise, another video was posted on the Internet to disrupt the rhythm.

After Yang Xi saw the riot in the live broadcast room on the tablet, he was at a loss. When the director received the call, he sent someone to wink at Yang Xi. She understood, smiled and clapped Wen Rong: "Okay, Xiao Rong , the task of 'listening to the voice of the soul' has been completed, thank you for your hard work."

After saying a few more farewell words, Yang Xi turned off the live broadcast room and breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Rong saw that Yang Xi's expression was wrong, she would not have turned off the live broadcast in such a hurry yesterday, "What's wrong?"

Yang Xi talked about what happened in the live broadcast room, and asked with a frown, "Why did you choose Rong An'an's "First Encounter and Farewell"? Tomorrow is the 25th anniversary of her retirement, and you played her original song. Everyone knows the melody of this song, but few people play it."

"Rong An'an?" The melody echoed in Wen Rong's mind, and she only felt familiar, but she didn't know the meaning and source of the song.

"In addition to the 'dead master' you mentioned earlier, it is enough to make Rong Anan's fans angry. Of course, the most likely to scold you are those who are jealous of our show." The director appeared out of nowhere, with a sad face.

Gu Jin had anticipated the current scene the moment she heard Wen Rong play, but she didn't expect it to ferment so quickly, and made a big fuss right after Wen Rong finished playing, as if someone was targeting her.

"Tomorrow is the anniversary of Rong An'an's retirement. The people involved have been preparing for a long time, and there is already a certain degree of enthusiasm. Now that you play the song, it is easy to gain popularity and spread more widely. I have sent someone to post a notice stating that you are To pay tribute to the predecessors, to commemorate the predecessors, what was said before are all assumptions." The director said.

Wen Rong could see the seriousness of the matter from the director's tired face, and realized that she had caused trouble.

"Is it serious?" Wen Rong saw a rare heavy look on Gu Jin's face, quietly moved to Gu Jin's side, and tugged at the corner of Gu Jin's clothes tremblingly.

"It's fine." Gu Jin rubbed Wen Rong's hair, "It'll be fine."

She won't let anything happen to Wen Rong.

Finding out who is behind the beat is key.

Wen Rong raised her head to meet Gu Jin's firm and gentle eyes, took a step forward, and uttered her warm voice on Gu Jin's swan neck, "Do you think I should ask my dad for help? Don't worry, I'm not the kind of independent People who need help from their parents, if I can lie down and win, I will never do it myself."

"It's not a big deal." Gu Jin comforted her, "It's the director who made all the fuss."

The director who didn't know who was being cue had a bitter face and a sad face.

The topic about Rong An'an on the Internet is constantly fermenting, and the words of embellishment and embellishment are spread wildly, and there are rumors that Wen Rong is jealous of Rong An'an and wants to replace Rong An'an.

"Still talking about my plastic surgery?" Wen Rong was surprised when she saw this comment. Suddenly, her red lips were touched by a cold touch. She lowered her eyes and saw that it was Gu Jin who picked up a sliced ​​apple with a toothpick and gave it to her.

"Thank you." Wen Rong took a bite, and the sweet taste filled his mouth.

I thought it was a romantic kiss.

Looking down, some marketing accounts said that her face was adjusted according to Rong An'an, and even said that it was her elementary school classmate, who exposed her photos when she was a child.

Gee.

You can tell it's not her just by looking at it, okay?

Rong An'an has retired from the circle for many years, leaving behind countless legends. Before she retired from the circle, she was the most glorious time. So far, no real rumors have been revealed. The image of the goddess has always been rooted in the hearts of a generation and cannot be desecrated.

Not only is she talented, but she has also participated in many public welfare activities, subsidizing children who cannot read in mountainous areas to go to school and establishing a foundation to help them.

"He's really a kind-hearted person." Wen Rong still had the leisure to praise her, and had long forgotten about the cyberbullying of her.

The biggest buzzer on the Internet is a marketing account called "Moge Shuo Entertainment".

[Black material actress Wen Rong touches porcelain again after bumping into Gu Jin in a car accident. The former national goddess Rong Anan passed away in the show, and played her original song to provoke her. She has planned for a long time in the show... 】

"Does anyone still believe it?" Wen Rong was surprised, and Gu Jin was calling to ask his subordinates to deal with related matters.

After Sister Qing learned about it, she took action with the people of the company and issued an announcement to clarify, but the effect was minimal.

"Why don't you go find Rong An'an?" Wen Rong stared at Rong An'an's pure and elegant face on the phone, deeply fascinated, "She is so kind, she will definitely not let the innocent me get hurt."

Xiao Liang, who came to pick Wenrong back, didn't even have the strength to sigh after hearing this, "Stop dreaming, Rong An'an hasn't revealed any information for a long time, and she's been cut off from the entertainment industry for a long time, how do you want to find her?"

"The seniors who have a good relationship with her in that circle should be able to find her."

"Why do people want to help you?" Xiao Liang said to the point.

"That's right." Wen Rong rested her chin, showing melancholy.

Seeing that she was depressed, Xiao Liang worried that her words would hurt her too directly, "No, I mean..."

Before finishing speaking, Wen Rong said another sentence that shocked Xiao Liang, "Oh, cyber violence is too scary, it's better for me to go home and inherit the family property."

Xiaoliang's body trembled, the words were so familiar, Wen Rong said similar words before the car accident...

Gu Jin hung up the phone, just heard the conversation between the two of them, and comforted: "It's okay, I will call Mr. Li in person later, Mr. Li and Rong Anan's predecessors know each other, and they are Rong An'an's promoters. Now I have her contact information."

"That's great." Xiao Liang felt relieved when he heard Gu Jin's words, and he had long forgotten the fear that Gu Jin would be bad for Wen Rong.

Wen Rong, who was heartless and had nothing to do with himself, continued to play with his mobile phone. After seeing one person's Weibo, he collapsed on the sofa laughing, holding his stomach and laughing in a low voice, not daring to laugh out loud.

"What's wrong?" Yang Xi was puzzled, how could he still laugh at this time?

Xiaoliang talked quickly, and answered for Wen Rong: "Maybe it's because I saw my black material and found it funny."

Yang Xi: ...

Wen Rong, who laughed enough, sat up, smoothed her hair, and explained: "I just saw that someone said they were going to smash up my billboard and tear up my photo, only to find out that I didn't endorse anything at all, it's so funny."

Xiao Liang and Yang Xi looked at each other speechlessly, it was such a cold joke, why couldn't this child understand that it was being sarcastic?

Wen Rong seemed to understand the eyes of the two complaining, and waved his hands casually to explain: "Actually, I can understand that this person is being sarcastic, I am laughing at the fact that I did not get along so well in the past, and I smiled at the person who said this by the way." .”

Should Yang Xi praise Wen Rong for being smart for a while, how can anyone laugh at him?

Trabecula is not surprised, Wen Rong's brain is full of strange things.

"Well, even with Gu Jin helping you, don't be too optimistic." Xiao Liang felt that it was time to teach Wen Rong what crisis awareness is.

Wen Rong listened to Xiao Liang's lessons like a well-behaved student.

"Let me tell you, God won't let the pie go, and Rong An'an won't come forward to help you out of nowhere." Xiao Liang taught solemnly.

Wen Rong put away her frivolous look, and nodded receptively.

Gu Jin saw that Wen Rong was so cooperative, and it seemed that he had other ideas.

Sure enough, Wen Rong's next sentence was - "I always have an intuition that things will be resolved."

Xiaoliang snorted, put his hands on his hips, and said firmly: "Hmph, I don't believe it anymore. If things change drastically in the next second, I will call your aunt."

As soon as the bold words fell, Yang Xi's trembling voice came from the side.

"Rong An'an asked Jin Qiuxuan to post a blog report, and things have turned around!"

Xiaoliang almost buckled when he heard this, his small eyes widened desperately, he couldn't believe it, "What?"

He glanced at Wen Rong who was calm and smiling, and asked tremblingly, "Grandma, what are you hiding?"

Wen Rong touched her head suspiciously, "I don't know if Yang Xi doesn't tell me, maybe it's just God's fault."

Gu Jin sat next to Wen Rong, put his lips together and smiled, half leaned against Wen Rong, and picked up his phone to check the latest news.

"Who is Jin Qiuxuan?" Wen Rong leaned next to Gu Jin to look at her mobile phone, and the two cuddled together.

"She is Rong An'an's best friend and best friend. The two debuted in the same batch. It's just that Rong An'an suddenly quit the circle 25 years ago, and Jin Qiuxuan is now a senior in the circle who looks up to him."

Wen Rong exclaimed after seeing Jin Qiuxuan's photo, "She is also a beauty."

The gaze on his face suddenly became hot, Wen Rong hurriedly added, "But the most beautiful person is by my side."

Gu Jin laughed out loud after hearing this, her warm breath hit Wen Rong's cheeks, her long hair fled playfully to Wen Rong's neck, and the fragrance lingered.

"Really? Isn't it you?"

Gu Jin recalled that Wen Rong wore an ancient dress a few days ago, and in the ambiguous room, asked questions about whether she was beautiful or not.

Wen Rong looked back at Jin seriously: "My mother is also beautiful, you are really thoughtful."

Gu Jin was momentarily at a loss for words.

"I'm talking about you." Gu Jin smiled fondly.

"Indeed, my mother and I look very similar. She is a beauty, and I am a beauty."

Wen Rong's brain circuits are always different from ordinary people.

"Why did Rong An'an come here to explain? The goddess loves you so much?" Xiao Liang was puzzled after reading the news on the Internet, and things turned around so easily?

Even if there were still people who questioned that it was a fake, the flames of war were directed at Jin Qiuxuan herself. With Jin Qiuxuan's credibility and fans' fighting power, there were not many people besieging Wenrong's side.

Jin Qiuxuan reposted the video of Wenrong playing the piano. In the video, the girl is quiet and elegant, playing a moving piece of music, accompanied by words of praise: Let me pass on An An's original words—it's a great playing, and I look forward to more charms of Rongrong.

"Great, I've been recognized." Wen Rong clapped her hands and praised herself, then looked at Gu Jin, expecting to say, "Praise me for playing the piano!"

"It sounds good." Gu Jin praised sincerely, not in a coaxing tone.

"Yeah, I think so too." Wen Rong accepted frankly.

Yang Xi asked Xiang Xiaoliang silently beside him, "Is this what Wen Rong usually looks like?"

"More than that."

Wen Rong stared at Gu Jin's phone, and when Gu Jin was flipping through Weibo news, he saw a photo of Rong An'an, and asked in surprise, "Is this Rong An'an?"

"Yes."

Wen Rong narrowed her eyes and looked carefully, "But why do I feel a little different?"

"What's the difference?"

"Obviously."

Gu Jin stared intently at Rong An'an's photo, combined with Wen Rong's imagination, and calmly came to a conclusion, "This picture has a darker filter, and the skin is whiter."

Wen Rong suddenly realized, "So that's the case, I just said why it's so different."

Gu Jin held back the words in his heart. In fact, anyone with a discerning eye would see the difference, but after all, Wen Rong is someone that even his father can't recognize.

"So this is the end of the matter?" Wen Rong asked again.

"Not necessarily." Gu Jin looked serious, "I believe many people will want to dig out your family background. Although I don't know why Rong An'an helped you, but you look like her, it will inevitably make people think that they are related by blood." direction guessing."

Wen Rong picked up an apple from the fruit plate and ate it, "Then let them dig as they please."

"Wait, talking about family members." Yang Xi thought of the news leaked to her by the program group, "In a few days, I plan to invite guests to be your family members. I originally said that after the recording this afternoon, I will ask which of your family members is convenient to come. If it is not convenient Just cancel this session."

"My family doesn't have time to come." It's impossible for his father to appear in front of the camera, and his mother is abroad. Thinking of Gu Jin's family, Wen Rong politely refused: "It's better not to have this part."

Yang Xi looked at Gu Jin, Gu Jin looked cold, and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, I'll tell the program crew."

The next morning, Wen Rong thought that a budding rose that she saw in the garden yesterday might bloom overnight, so she went to the garden to see the flowers.

Turning around and passing the swing, a blush instantly catches the eye, and Wen Rong is overjoyed, but just after walking a few steps, another beautiful scenery grabs her sight.

Her long black hair reaches her waist, and her slender body is set off by a white slim mermaid dress. She is extremely conspicuous in a green landscape, just like the black and white colors that leave a deep impression in the painting.

As if hearing the sound of footsteps, the beauty in front of her turned around, and an elegant and gentle face came into view, her temperament was immersed in the beauty after years of baptism, mature and gentle.

"Flurry?" She walked towards Wen Rong, walking on the cobblestone path, stepping on the cracks between the stones with her high-heeled shoes, Wen Rong was afraid that she would accidentally fall down.

"Do you know who I am?" Wen Rong stared at her familiar face, her red lips raised into a smile embellished with graceful beauty, and her peach blossom eyes showed tenderness and passion.

"You don't remember who I am?" Seeing Wen Rong's confusion and hesitation, she asked softly.

Wen Rong stared at her face carefully, and a person's name gradually appeared in his mind, and he was suddenly excited, "You are Rong An'an... Senior?"

Rong An'an was a little taken aback at first, smiled tolerantly, and nodded slightly, "Yes."

"You're prettier than a real person, no, you're even more beautiful than a photo." Wen Rong was so excited that he was incoherent, "I've stayed up all night to watch your drama, I'm so happy to see you here, do you still ask someone to help you?" Me talking? Thank you so much."

"Yes." Rong An'an patiently listened to Wen Rong's words.

Just as Wen Rong was about to chat further with Rong An'an, there was a sudden sound of footsteps approaching behind her, and when she turned her head, her gaze fell into Gu Jin's pupils.

Oops.

Wen Rong became worried again, hurried to Gu Jin's side, took Gu Jin's hand under Rong Anan's and Gu Jin's equally surprised eyes, rubbed her arm affectionately, and said coquettishly: "I didn't secretly look at the beautiful woman. "

Gu Jin raised her red lips slightly, suppressing the smile that welled up in her heart.

"it is good."

The air was filled with the fresh fragrance of flowers, and three green birds on the branches suddenly flew up and landed on the opposite wall one after another.

"Don't be jealous, of course you are the most beautiful." Wen Rong added again.

Gu Jin looked at Rong Anan in front of him, wondering why Rong Anan appeared here.

Rong Anan's eyes fell back and forth on the two of them, exploring the relationship between them.

The three of them had their own thoughts, and the clear sound of cicadas in the morning echoed in the garden.

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The author has something to say:

You can guess who Rong Anan is, but I think it's pretty obvious hahaha~