The 'Back View Pianist' topic community.
Jin Qiqi's alternate account was pinned.
It was also labeled with different tags by netizens.
Terms like social climber, manipulative woman, leech, and other insulting words...
The comments section of her alternate account was also flooded with countless curses, filled with malice.
Gao Fei, who was also following the topic, saw that Jin Qiqi was being misunderstood and cursed.
Just as he was about to log into his studio account and speak up.
A social media account with a piano photo as its avatar suddenly appeared in the topic community and posted.
"Actually, everyone has misunderstood @Jin Jin Miss (Jin Qiqi's alternate account). She's not a scammer, nor is she seeking attention. She is indeed an employee of the Back View Pianist.
Tonight, I met with the Back View Pianist and had a long talk. He also taught me piano pieces. The young man is truly an extraordinary genius.
Moreover, he not only plays the piano but also carves, practices calligraphy, and paints... He is a multi-talented and promising young man!"
Lang Yuan's account suddenly came online and posted.
At first, netizens thought someone was impersonating Lang Yuan to defend that social climber.
But upon clicking on the account and seeing the official verification, his comments section exploded.
"Teacher Lang, does the Back View Pianist really know so many skills? Don't lie to me. I'm already eighteen, not a three-year-old child!"
"I don't believe it. A top pianist actually has spare time to learn other professions, and at a master level? Teacher Lang, don't spout nonsense, or your reputation will be ruined!"
"Teacher Lang, were you bribed or threatened? If so, please blink your eyes!"
"Teacher Lang Yuan, you say the Back View Pianist is multi-talented, but there's no proof. Unless you provide evidence!"
As the netizens' calls for Lang Yuan to provide evidence grew louder in the comments section.
The account quickly updated.
"I'm sorry, I was so shocked when I just learned the young man's true identity that I forgot to include pictures!"
In the new post, Lang Yuan included photos.
These were the stone and wood carvings he had taken in the villa's backyard, as well as photos of poems he had found on the ground.
When they saw the photos Lang Yuan posted, netizens immediately compared them with the photos Jin Qiqi had taken.
The stone and wood carvings all matched, and the poem about the sunset was also found in the composite photos.
In an instant, a thick air of awkwardness filled the Back View Pianist topic community.
After Lang Yuan's post, Jin Qiqi immediately logged into her alternate account and jumped out to ask netizens to apologize.
Otherwise, a lawyer's letter would be issued!
Suddenly, her comments section was filled with "I'm sorry."
At this moment, Jin Qiqi, who was wearing a face mask in her bedroom and preparing to sleep, finally felt a lot better seeing the netizens who had cursed her bowing their heads and apologizing.
She also tagged Lang Yuan's account to express her gratitude.
Not long after, a harmonious atmosphere reappeared in the topic community.
Now that everything was as good as new, all netizens began to inquire about the Back View Pianist's real identity from Jin Qiqi.
What kind of extraordinary man could not only possess top-tier piano skills but also master-level proficiency in other professions?
Jin Qiqi did not mention Gao Fei's identity at all. She only told netizens that her boss was very young and would definitely be a rising star in Long Country in the future.
As she was arguing with netizens, the administrators of the Long Country Poetry Research Association and the Calligraphy and Painting Association also replied to her messages.
The administrators of both accounts stated that as the Lunar New Year was approaching, all the teachers had already gone home to rest. The identity verification would have to wait until all the teachers returned to decide.
After reading the replies, Jin Qiqi muttered somewhat dejectedly, "It's almost Lunar New Year. Should I go back to Kyoto, or stay in Fengyun City?"
At the same time, Gao Fei, who had not yet rested in his bedroom, was on the phone with his mother.
"Mom, you're finally planning to come home! I thought you were going to spend the New Year outside and not accompany me!"
"What are you talking about, my child? What kind of mother wouldn't accompany her child for the New Year."
Yang Lan chuckled and scolded on the other end of the phone. Then she continued, "Alright, you should get some rest too. I have to go on a trip with the group to a scenic spot tomorrow, so I need to wake up early.
I've already booked my flight for three days from now, at 8 AM."
"An 8 AM flight? Mom, why didn't you buy a ticket for the afternoon? We're not short of money now!"
"I just want to go back early and see what you've done to the house!
I'm hanging up now. Calls from outside the province are two yuan per minute."
"Okay, okay, I got it. I'll pick you up at the airport tomorrow!"
With that, the busy tone of the call ended.
Gao Fei knew that his mother had bought an early morning flight because afternoon tickets were more expensive.
"As long as I can earn ten billion, I'll definitely buy a private jet and go wherever I want!"
As he was talking to himself, the chat software on his phone vibrated non-stop.
His high school classmates were also chatting enthusiastically in the group since it was winter break.
It was already midnight, and Hu Xu and his group were still discussing where to gather after returning to the city.
Gao Fei couldn't sleep now, so he joined the group chat and started bantering with Hu Xu and his friends.
Finally, they all agreed to have a reunion on January 25th, during the Lunar New Year.
...
The next morning.
Although Gao Fei had completed his military training, the habits he formed in the army had not changed.
He woke up exactly at seven o'clock, ran a lap around the neighborhood, then washed up, ate breakfast, and began his daily professional practice.
Over the past two days, with his continuous carving and poem writing, the side effects of the simulated overload had slowly disappeared.
Of the five professions, the side effects of four professions, excluding the opera master which he had not yet practiced, had basically ceased to appear.
Today, Gao Fei still woke up at seven to run, his routine unchanged.
But after breakfast, he did not begin his professional practice. Instead, he started tidying up his room, cleaning the living room, and so on.
At 9:30 AM.
Gao Fei shaved, changed into clean clothes, and then took a taxi to the airport.
His mother was returning from her trip today, and he had to be at the airport to pick her up on time.
As for Jin Qiqi, who lived in the villa, she had moved out two days ago and found a hotel nearby upon learning that her boss's mother was returning home.
Gao Fei had asked her why she wasn't returning to Kyoto when it was close to Lunar New Year.
Jin Qiqi immediately feigned ignorance and dodged the topic.
Gao Fei didn't press further and let her be. After all, she was a woman nearing thirty; she couldn't be easily tricked anymore.
At 11 AM, Fengyun City Airport.
Gao Fei, dressed in sportswear, stood at the airport exit, searching the crowd for his mother's figure.
When he saw a woman in a mink coat, sunglasses, and hat, with fair skin, appearing in the distance.
Gao Fei's gaze froze, his face filled with surprise.
His mother had changed her attire during her trip?
It didn't quite look like his mother!
While Gao Fei was in doubt.
A middle-aged woman who looked similar to the woman in the mink coat appeared, pulling two suitcases and carrying shopping bags and a purse on her shoulder, walking with great difficulty from behind.
The woman in the mink coat glanced back at the middle-aged woman, her expression displeased, and she seemed to be scolding someone.
Seeing this scene, Gao Fei's face instantly turned cold, and he strode forward, pushing through the crowd.
The one carrying the suitcases in the back was his mother.
And the woman in the mink coat who looked very much like his mother was his mother's sister, his aunt.