That smile was extremely dazzling to Shi Xiaonian.
Since she couldnât be a lover, she must look good. Furthermore, she was smiling so happily.
Gong Ouâs laughter was not simply adding insult to injury. Even though he wanted Shi Xiaonian to be jealous, he would not see her lose face. He knew Mo Nuoâs intentions, so he was truly helping him out.
Especially in his bedroom.
Xu Bingxin looked at Shi Xiaonian and a smile appeared on her gentle face. She did not know that Shi Xiaonian did not know how to play the piano, but she was waiting for Shi Xiaonian to shine.
minuscule thought and Xi Yu were so similar, they were definitely outstanding in many ways as well.
âMiss Shi! Miss Shi! Miss Shi! â
Everyone continued to call out.
Under the crowdâs shouts, Shi Xiaonian turned and walked towards the stage, step by step.
Even on the stage, she could hear the hiss and surprise below.
She gave up on these flowery moves and started playing the black and white keys with her two index fingers. This was something Gong Ou had taught her.
Mo Nuo watched from afar, under the dim light, listening to the flawless playing of the zither, her lips formed the outline of a disdainful piano.
So itâs really that bad.
The entire audience was in complete silence, even more so, the sound of Shi Xiaonianâs piano was very weak. This piece of music had a very simple score, it was barely able to be played with just two of her fingers, and even though it was getting smoother, it seemed to be something that everyone could hear.
It was an awkward performance.
Every guest had the same thought, except Gong Ou.
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Mo Nuo was drinking the red wine proudly, choking on his wine, looking a little awkward.
Who was Gong Ou? He was a noble, a person of the highest class, what he said was naturally good.
Could it be that they were unable to hear the subtleties of the Miss Shiâs pianos?
Could it be that this song needs to be played in such a simple and clean manner, without the need to show off oneâs skills? Itâs just like unpolished jade, only people who understand it will be able to appreciate it?
Then if they canât say it well, doesnât it seem like they donât have any musical attainments?
âYouâre right.â
Guests whispered to each other.
A headache.
His heart ached even more.
A pair of polished shoes came into view.
A slender young man, wearing a light gray suit and a clean white shirt, slowly approached her from the dark depths of the stage. He had a violin on his shoulder and was gracefully strumming the strings.
Mu Qianchu played his violin as he stood in front of her piano. He was obviously handsome with short hair, a slightly feminine face, and a gentle smile on his face. His lips curved upwards as he stared deeply at her.
He stood there, gentle as jade, noble as a painting.
Shi Xiaonian looked at him in shock. Why was he here?
Mu Qianchu smiled at her even more, his gaze gesturing to her, only then did Shi Xiaonian remember to play the zither properly.
The last stanza was decorated with violins, and there was something professional about it.