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"Who knows. Maybe he is a billionaire. After all, he is from Huaguo, and Huaguo people are all thieves, robbers, prostitutes and clowns full of lies."

Claire turned her head and looked around, only to see several dark-skinned men and women holding wine glasses under a small palm tree, talking with red faces.

"Hey!" Claire was both angry at what she had heard and happy that she had finally found someone to argue with.

She walked quickly to the palm tree and pointed at them: "You people, listen to what you have said? Are you drunk? Or are you racist!"

Then she recognized two of them.

One is a stand-up comedian, Aaron Smith, this is a chubby black guy.There is also a rapper who debuted on a talent show, Dennis Wright.

She didn't know the rest.

"Yo, yo, Baby Claire," Dennis Wright said with a slightly drunken tone, "Where are there racists? Black Nigger hates racists the most, uh, there are also Chinese."

Claire raised her brows upright, and her eyes between green and azure were burning with anger at this moment: "Hey, you are so tall, who allowed you to call me baby? You racist bastard! You only dare to hide in other people's eyes." Talking bad things behind your back?"

A strong black man Claire didn't know took a step forward, his face tensed and he showed a threatening expression: "Bichi, shut up and get out of here! No one here wants to talk to you."

Claire yelled without fear: "I don't want to talk to you either! Bastards! Racists! Your mothers should be ashamed to have bastards like you! Get out of this party!"

Their quarrel has already attracted the attention of some people. Too many guests have poured into Collidio’s mansion tonight. The density is quite large, almost crowded. collide.

So soon they were surrounded by people.

Some people persuaded the fight, some people fanned the flames, and made a lot of noise, it was as if the vegetable market had been moved here.

Aaron Smith smoothed things over and said, "Forget it, stop arguing. Claire, you go away first! We drank a little too much and talked without thinking, so don't bother with us."

Claire said loudly: "You owe Hemingway an apology! As long as you apologize, I won't argue with you."

"Apologize? What nonsense are you talking about?" It was a woman who spoke, and the voice was the one who had slandered Hemingway before. "I didn't say anything wrong, why should I apologize!"

Claire stared at her, "You said that all Hemingway's works were bought, do you have evidence? Either show evidence or apologize!"

The woman sneered, "Evidence? Evidence is what the judge needs. We don't need evidence, as long as the most basic logic. He is a billionaire. How can a billionaire write good music? I bet he doesn't even have a Not even the most basic musical instruments."

Claire's eyes were flaming: "Didn't you see him play the guitar at the Ghostface concert!"

"Hehe, who knows if it's a fake bomb."

Claire was furious.

What added fuel to the fire were the whispers of the people around.

Claire has a pair of keen ears, she clearly heard, and many people whispered in agreement with that woman's words.

"That's right."

"It's a joke that billionaires can write songs."

"Maybe he didn't write the book either."

"Someone on the Internet has long said that the book is not written by him, and it is also the best-seller list."

"That is, how can a Chinese person write so well in English? The fakes are outrageous."

"He knows shitty music!"

Claire wanted to say something, but her heart was so cold that she couldn't speak.

This is the elite of Stars and Stripes Entertainment Circle?

A bunch of trash, villains, Majavak.

How you were in front of Hemingway before, trying to get his attention, ask him to write you songs, want his contact information, even want to climb into his bed.

Now turn your back and use the most obscene language to slander him!

For a moment, Claire felt really ashamed to be with them.

"Oh? I really don't know much about music."

A voice came from afar.

Everyone looked back, only to see director Mayer and Hemingway walking out of the room one after the other and walking towards the crowd.

Judging from the expressions of the two, it seemed that they hadn't had a pleasant conversation just now, but Meyer strode forward with a look of anger still on his face.

Hemingway walked slowly behind, and he was the one who spoke just now.

"But, you're wrong about something. Although I don't know much about music, I can still play some instruments. Fran, do you have a piano here?"

Colidio stepped out from the crowd and laughed, "Of course. Hemingway, do you want to play a piece for us?"

"Right on my mind."

Corlidio clapped his hands, called some service staff, and whispered a few words.

The service staff went into the house, apparently to move the piano.

Claire also calmed down a little, and even smiled a little.

Although it is very unpleasant to quarrel with Shabi, if you can hear Hemingway playing the piano live, you can forgive those unhappiness.

She has bought Hemingway's pure music, Luv&er, Fower, Summer, etc., all of which are good songs that people will never tire of listening to.

Duan Xiaochen also came out Shi Shiran at this time, came to Du Caige's side, and took his hand.

"Do you want me to cooperate? I have almost practiced the song you asked me to perform at the party tomorrow. You can play the piano and I will sing it." She asked in a low voice.

"No need," Du Caige said with a nonchalant smile, "It was prepared to surprise everyone at the Grammy party tomorrow. It's better not to announce it in advance, so that everyone doesn't have any surprises tomorrow. I'll do it myself here! Don't worry." , I can handle it."

As he spoke, he patted Duan Xiaochen's delicate little hand, signaling her to be at ease.

Soon, the service staff came out with a piano and set it up under a palm tree by the swimming pool.

Du Caige walked to the piano and sat down, playing a few notes casually.

At this time, at least half of the party attendees rushed over, surrounding him, three layers inside and three layers outside, and the crowd was tight.

Those who slandered him had unnatural expressions.

Some people shrank back, trying to hide from Du Caige's sight.

And everyone else was looking forward to what kind of piece Hemingway would play and what his level was.

Du Caige only played casually with his left hand. After playing a few times, everyone heard the tune.

Those who denigrated him before showed triumphant smiles, while most of them showed disappointment.

Because the piece he played was too simple, a Gallic nursery rhyme "Friar Jacques".

This song is called "Two Tigers" in Dahua, and it is an entry-level song.

Chapter 618 Diss the Entire Entertainment Circle

"Are you sleeping? Are you sleeping? Brother John, Brother John? Morning bells are ringing. Morning bells are ringing. Ding, dang, dong. Ding, dang, dong. (Are you sleeping, brother John? The morning bells are ringing Ringing, Ding Dang Dong, Ding Dang Dong.)" Du Caige sang softly.

Muffled laughter rang out all around.

It would be ridiculous if Hemingway could only play pieces like this.

How can someone who can only play such pieces write those classic pieces of music!

Is it true that, as those people with ulterior motives said, all Hemingway's music was bought with money?

At this moment, Du Caige smiled: "Enliven the atmosphere, don't mind."

As he spoke, he put his right hand on the keys, and played with both hands like butterflies wearing flowers.

This time, a cheerful melody sounded.

Du Caige shook his head and sang in his not-so-native English: "I said this time next year, (I said next year today)"

"I'm gonna be the one to do. (I will change myself and do it)"

"Everything and more you said I couldn't do (all things you think I can't do)"

"This one is for you (Listen, this is for you)"

Hearing this, everyone just thought it was a good song.

And Hemingway's playing skills are not bad.

The faces of those who were not used to seeing Hemingway darkened.

People who like Hemingway are full of smiles.

“Top is my only view (I only pursue the top)”

"I'm kicking in the door now"

"Better get out of my way"

"Never really saw me coming"

"You left with nothing to say"

"This is for everybody (This is for everyone)"

"Who always put me down"

"I hope you open up your eyes"

"And take a good look at me now (take a good look at me now)"

If you say that everyone just thought, "Well, not bad".

Then hearing this, many people are confused.

"No way, no way? Why is this song so appropriate? It can't be created just now, right? Impossible, impossible."

A more rational person would think: "Probably he just wrote a song like this before, and it hasn't been published yet, so it just happened to be sung at this time, which is quite appropriate for the occasion."

These few lines of lyrics are indeed too appropriate for the occasion, and they are full of firepower to mock those who look at him through colored glasses.

Of course, it can also be understood that Hemingway used to be unknown and looked down upon by everyone, and then once he became famous, he created a song like this to mock those who looked down on him.

However, anyone who knows a little bit about the situation knows that Hemingway was the peak when he debuted, and he never slipped from the peak.

And he just disappeared for a while, and once he came back, he immediately stood at the top again.

There were also those who were in the media, reporters from newspapers and TV stations, and well-known UP hosts.

Their eyes shine.

If this song is understood as Hemingway just heard someone sneering at him and saying bad things about him behind his back, so he made a song like this angrily, it will appear more legendary.

Go back tonight and write an article with this idea!

Du Caige looked up at the people around him, smiled sternly, then nodded gently to Duan Xiaochen, and continued playing and singing.

"Take a good look at me now (Take a good look at me now)"

"Cause this time next year (because this time next year)"

"I'm gonna walk down these halls (I'm gonna walk down these halls)"

"And show my face for the world to see (let the world know what I look like)"

"Gonna see me"

"And I'm gonna call every girl that turned me down"

"And tell them now that I'm just too busy"

"Cause I don't have the time (so I don't have time)"

“And its funny how my so called friends (funny are those so called my friends)”

"Who always left me alone (often leaving me alone in the wind)"