The moment Wan Xiaofeng sat in front of the piano, he ushered in countless surprised eyes.

The gentlemen, the ladies present looked at this sloppy guy.

A crumpled T-shirt, faded jeans, and white sneakers that began to turn yellow.

"What does he want to do?"

"It's not going to be playing, is it?"

"Oh my God, are you trying to insult our ears?"

"How did he get in, it's not where he should be. ”

The originally quiet restaurant started to get noisy.

This is not romantic, and the French restaurant still has the look.

The boss hurried in, and he wanted to stop the guy who was ruining it all.

"Oh God, he's already put on a show, I don't know what a terrible tune he has to play with his rough hands. ”

The bearded boss, who was originally angry, stopped after listening to it for a while.

He was hallucinating in front of his eyes.

It's as if you're standing on a road paved with yellow leaves.

The warm autumn sun shines through the tall plane trees and shines on them.

Warm, cosy and peaceful.

Looking at the golden road ahead, there is no end until it disappears from view.

The heart is full of satisfaction.

He began to have an attachment to this road, and he had an attachment to autumn.

How wonderful would it be to keep going down this path?

The restaurant started noisy and became quiet.

Everyone is listening in silence.

They all had an oil painting of autumn in their minds.

The soft sun, the golden wheat waves, and the old wooden houses are just like in fairy tales.

……

Wan Xiaofeng does not have many piano songs, and the technique is not good.

But these people can't compete with the charm of the music masters.

"Autumn Whispers" is Wan Xiaofeng's previous mobile phone ringtone, the manufacturer's original match, has never been changed, so it is relatively familiar.

If he had been given more time to prepare, he might have been able to play a few Chopins or something, but this kind of improvisation can only come up with the most familiar things.

Despite this, there are several errors.

However, since everyone present didn't care, he didn't care even more.

When his fingertips stopped beating, the people in the restaurant pulled their thoughts from the scroll.

Then the audience erupted in warm applause.

Everyone raised their glasses to him.

Wan Xiaofeng pretended to be a dog, bowed to everyone, and returned to his position.

The owner of the restaurant hurried over and spoke a bunch of French.

Wan Xiaofeng didn't understand, but Fang Ning did, so she became a temporary translator.

"Mr. Will has expressed his respect and affection for your piano music, and he would like to invite you to come and sit here often, that you may have the opportunity to hear your piano. ”

"What? I have to exchange a month's living expenses for a meal, and if I come a few more times, I won't go bankrupt?"

Fang Ning, the stupid girl, actually translated Wan Xiaofeng's complaint to Will.

I really don't know if she's really stupid, or if she's deliberately embarrassing herself.

Will was obviously angry at Wan Xiaofeng's words.

Unhappy and chirping again.

He said that it is a great honor for him to be able to come here, how can you talk about money, which makes him feel insulted to music, insulted to art, anyway, it means that you don't have to spend money to come here. ”

Wan Xiaofeng's eyes lit up, this relationship is good, if you are looking for a girlfriend in the future, just come here, you have to force it, and it doesn't cost money.

"Tell him I'll come often when I have time, definitely. ”

Will got the answer he wanted, and couldn't disturb the guests anymore, so he respectfully left.

And now, there are only three people left.

Wan Xiaofeng, Fang Ning, Xiao Jianwu.

"It's time to give him the final blow. ”

"Professor Xiao, I don't know if you have ever heard this song "Autumn Japanese"? If not, I think you still have to learn more, so as not to mislead people's children. ”

Xiao Jianwu's eyes were on fire, and his teeth were squeaking.

Snorted, and ran away.

……

Fang Ning went home alone, and Wan Xiaofeng did not have the habit of sending people home.

If he sent Fang Ning back, he would need to spend more taxi fares before he could return to the company.

Fortunately, he didn't send it, otherwise he would definitely meet Fang Zhengnan, the plague god, at the door of Fang Ning's house.

"Coming back?"

"Hmm. ”

"What are you doing? Professor Guo has been waiting for you for half an hour, how can you be late?"

"I'll go to class right away. ”

Looking at Fang Ning's tired figure, Fang Zhengnan felt a little distressed.

Recently, Fang Ning has been out of state, a person has no energy, whether it is doing things or studying, the effect will not be too good.

But Fang Zhengnan didn't blame her, but still arranged a lot of classes for her every day, she needed a time to get used to, and it would be good to get through this time.

Professor Guo, who taught economics, was a good teacher, and he kept talking and giving Fang Ning a lecture in a colorful manner.

But Fang Ning didn't listen to a word.

Her head was full of Wan Xiaofeng's figure.

He said to believe in miracles, and she did.

He said that "33 Days of Broken Love" would become a dark horse, and she believed it.

Because she felt that Wan Xiaofeng himself was like a miracle.

He can not only direct, act, and write scripts, but also compose music and lyrics, and even has profound attainments in piano music.

I haven't heard the song "Autumn Whispers", and Xiao Jianwu hasn't heard it either, maybe there was no such song in the world before, it was created by himself.

Such a man of extraordinary talent is a miracle in itself.

"Yes, he hasn't lied to me, he will be my miracle. ”

"What did you say?"

Professor Guo was very helpless, no matter what method he used in the past few days, he couldn't make this eldest lady calm down and study hard.

But it's none of his business, as long as the money is in place, even if he has to tell a fool, what does it matter?

……

Wan Xiaofeng did not take a taxi.

Wandering the street alone.

I also bought some instant noodles at a supermarket with a discount.

As he walked out of the supermarket, the monitor in the shopping plaza caught his eye.

It is no longer a commercial for "Kunlun", but a shopping advertisement for "Tianmeow" Double Eleven, and it has been shown for more than ten minutes without rest.

"My east wind is coming. ”

That's right! His east wind is coming, Tianmeow Double 11 is not a small fight this time, but the real Double 11, in the direction of a shopping culture promotion.

The overwhelming advertisements, the 24-hour explosive posts on the Internet, and a string of hot searches on the scarf.

Wan Xiaofeng picked up his mobile phone and made a call to Chen Wuer.

"Finish all your daughter's homework this semester in 2 weeks, my east wind is here, let's do it!"

Chen Wuer hung up the phone, went to the study to take out a mountain of books, and came to her daughter's side.

"Doudou, in the next two months, we have to get these things done, Dad's movie is about to be released, I'm afraid I won't have time to lead you. ”

Chen Doudou, who could only reach Chen Wuer's waist, gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Hmm!"

So the father and daughter began a two-week devilish study.

The east wind is coming, so there is still a person who ignites the fire.

The man is now at home, flipping through a music forum.

She was originally uninterested, but her eyes widened when she saw a video of a live piano playing in a restaurant.

Incredible thoughts.

"Brother Xiaofeng, he is really a great god. ”

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