Jing Yu was a little surprised at what Miss Carol Stamford said. He felt that this woman should be the kind of woman who rarely goes out every day. She should be with books and drawing boards all day long. She doesn't look like a person who can run to the top and the bottom of the mountain to do boiling point experiments.

However, her serious look made people unable to doubt her statement.

The young man named Harry Foxson did not mean to continue asking, but this topic attracted the interest of others.

"iron           Mr. Man, I am also a geological enthusiast. How do you know so much about the underground world?" asked a young man with brown hair. On the world line where Jingyu is located, geology was indeed a science that was widely praised by wealthy people in the 19th century, because this science seems to be more advanced than physics and chemistry.

Many rich people and nobles were interested in geology and indeed promoted the development of geology, and many of them made discoveries that influenced the abyss.

So Jing Yu was not surprised by the curiosity of this young man, and he responded briefly.

However, some people are also interested in his other works, and ask about his other works, and some even have impressions of the works of O'Henry that he copied.

Fortunately, Jing Yu is quite familiar with these articles. After all, he completely translated the novels translated into Chinese back to English, so he is familiar with the plot of these contents and can answer their creative questions.

Obviously, there are no literary masters among these young people, so the discussion of his works is just a general discussion. I just want to know the source of Jing Yu's creative inspiration and the short stories in the writing process. It is not a truly serious literary discussion, so Jing Yu easily made up the past.

Miss Carol Stamford seemed to be very interested in Jing Yu. She sat quietly aside while others were talking to Jing Yu and watched Jing Yu talk about her "creative journey" and "writing thoughts", and she looked like she was listening with relish.

Her appearance naturally aroused the jealousy of some people, so someone quelled Jing Yu's novels, but Jing Yu didn't care about it, and he didn't plan to pursue this woman, so he still responded calmly.

"Are there any new work plans next?" Someone asked, as if he was very interested in Jing Yu's works, and was eager to know what Jing Yu would write below.

Jing Yu shook his head, "I have been busy with other things recently, and there should be no new novels in a short period of time."

His low-key statement naturally made the questioner not very satisfied, but Jing Yu didn't care. The purpose of copying novels was to make money. Now that he has money, he plans to take a break for a while and concentrate on seeing if he can build a generator, which is even more important to him.

Seeing that others were asking themselves something, Jing Yu quickly turned the topic to Carol Stamford, "Sir, you shouldn't neglect your master, Miss Stamford, what book are you reading recently?"

He hoped Miss Stanford would take over the topic and let the people around him continue to stare at her. He planned to take the opportunity to sneak out and find Mr. Stanford to see if he could buy the watch and go home early. This occasion made him feel a little uncomfortable and comfortable.

But unexpectedly, Carol Stamford did not take it over, but said: "I am watching "Travels in the Center of the Earth", Mr. I am very interested in your conversations, so don't care about me, but are you really not going to continue writing new works?"

"Uh", Jing Yu paused, feeling that he would not be able to completely give up the cause of plagiarism in the future, so he said cautiously: "I just won't write it in a short time. If I have new ideas in the future, I will still write it out."

"That's a pity. Your work is much more interesting than other novels today. If you no longer have new works, many readers will probably be disappointed." She said with a little complaint.

"This, I will definitely write it when I have a new idea in the future." Jing Yu could only deal with it, and then tried to change the topic again, and said nothing, "By the way, Miss Stamford, I have never seen you a machine that can play music before, but it's really amazing."

"Ha, this is a music box. You have never seen it before. I really have never seen it on the market," someone sarcastically said.

However, his words had no attack power towards Jing Yu. ‘I have never seen such an original music playback device. I can see that it is much more advanced than this’, and he couldn’t help but think.

Although I didn't want to, I couldn't help but fight back. "This music box is really good, but it's a pity that I can't play the singing."

"Ha, you're such a country bumpkin. I've never heard of a music box that can play songs. You didn't make it up." Someone mocked him in the back.

After Jing Yu said that, he felt a little regretful. He shouldn't have blurted out what he said, but he couldn't take it back even if he had already said it. So he said indifferently: "I have never seen it before, but there will definitely be machines that can record people's voices and play them in the future."

The others naturally smiled at Jing Yu's answers, but Miss Carol Stamford looked at Jing Yu, as if she was both suspicious and believed in Jing Yu's statement.

Fortunately, someone else helped Jing Yu to help him, "Miss Stamford, I've been obsessed with you since I heard your piano last time. Can you be lucky enough to listen to your playing again?"

The people around him naturally agreed, as if they wanted to hear her playing the piano.

Miss Carol Stamford was not shy, and stood up generously and said, "I am very willing to play one for you, but gentlemen, you should also show it today. After playing, I hope to ask a gentleman to play one."

There are a few young people who can play the piano. When they hear her request, they are a little eager to try it, and they plan to wait for her to play it and show off their skills.

The servants immediately stepped forward and opened the piano lid in the lounge and moved the piano stool. Carol Stamford walked over slowly, gave a woman's greeting to the people around him, then sat down slowly, raised his hand to touch the buttons.

The smooth notes immediately poured out of the piano. This was a cheerful piano piece that Jing Yu had never heard of. Although the skills and techniques of this Miss Stamford were slightly different from those of later generations, they were still remarkable.

Soon this bright and joyful song was finished. Miss Carol Stamford stood up and saluted to the surroundings. The men around him offered their applause without hesitation, including Jing Yu. Although the piano in this world seemed to be slightly different from the piano in his own world, it seemed that the basic structure and keys were quite consistent.

After she got up and left the piano, she looked around, "Who would like to play another song for us?"

Several men immediately agreed, but it seemed that several people who had always had a lot of opinions about Jing Yu said one after another: "Let iron                                                                                                                

At the same time, Carol Stanford also looked at Jing Yu with curious eyes, as if he was looking at Jing Yu's decision.

Jing Yu thought to himself, "Fortunately, my buddy has practiced it, otherwise I would have made a fool of myself today." His family is in good condition, so he naturally studied piano. He passed the eighth grade when he was a child, but he basically didn't touch it when he got older, and naturally he wouldn't touch it after work.

Seeing the people around him who seemed to want to see him make a fool of himself, Jing Yu felt that 'it's time to show his true skills'. He thought that this piano should not be much different from the one in his world. Although he hadn't played it for a long time, it would be fine if he chose a soothing and simple piano piece, so he did not refuse and sat on the piano bench in their expectation.

After stretching out his finger and moving it, he recalled the music score that he had been practicing so well that he could not be more familiar with, and began to play it.

The light and melodious music poured out like flowing water. Although Jing Yu was a little unfamiliar at first, because this song was too simple, he quickly regained his feelings back then and played it more and more relaxed.

This song gradually became lighter and more cute, and even those who hoped that Jing Yu would make a fool of themselves were attracted and immersed in this elegant and cheerful tune.

After Jing Yu finished playing for a while, someone reacted and asked: "What is the name of this piano piece? I never seem to have heard it before."

Jing Yu was a little surprised, but he still answered honestly: "This song is called 'Dedicated to Alice'."
Chapter completed!