It's like being surrounded by people and you can't let go... are expecting the role to be bad, don't be wronged, talent... Don't expect hurtful words to be soft... Don't debunk spoiler movies that aren't good... How sad it is for the wall to have an ear to laugh at you......

Yang Feng's eyes began to become deep, rich, affectionate, and his deep voice slowly came out, and his fingers danced on the black and white piano keys like elves, without a trace of flaw,

He didn't sing the high notes, but the people around him were sluggish, making them feel the story of a relationship, separated, and unable to heal anymore.

Many people feel very uncomfortable in their hearts, they have also fallen out of love, and this sad mood spreads in the café. There is an inexplicable sad mood.

Some girls whose hearts are like glass have already burst into tears, lying directly on the table, their little heads buried between their hands.

Yang Feng's fingers began to beat violently on the black and white keys of the piano, and his emotions began to rise.

I can take half of our loose burden... But I'm going to destroy all the goodwill... It looks like it's perfect to be lonely... I embarrassed myself with my contrived expression... But how do you calculate this thing......

Xiao Mo, a cheongsam woman, stood at the door and listened to the melody and singing, her beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and she drew a clear tear and fell to the floor, a pain in her heart.

Warm, soft, sentimental......

Then, Yang Feng began to sing in a low voice, ending the final ending at this moment.

The hands gently slowed down and slowed down on the black and white keys, stopping with the song.

Suddenly, the whole café was quiet, and many people were very sad in their hearts, wiping tears with their fingers between the corners of their eyes.

The sparse applause rang out continuously in the café, and many female college students were slightly red with a pair of beautiful eyes, looking at Yang Feng in front of the piano.

He is now like a personable teenager, with an elegant temperament that makes people obsessed with it.

It is likely that this is a unique temperament created on the basis of the piano.

Wu Miaoyin, who was in the office, couldn't sit still, walked out, and began to listen carefully, and there was also her share in the applause, she didn't find that this boy was so young and so high, and she had never heard this song.

Could it be that he created it himself?!

In the next song, Yang Feng also brewed and played his self-created "Floating Dream"

Wu Miaoyin didn't have the heart to think about whether he was evil or not, holding a cup of white coffee, and sitting on the black table himself, listening to his playing.

However, he did not sing this dream, but played it slowly on the piano, which still attracted many guests.

The latter continued to sing two songs, and it didn't take long for it to come to seven o'clock, at this time, Yang Feng came back to his senses from the world of music, and almost forgot that Uncle Xia asked him to go to his house as a guest, and he didn't know what was going on.

Then, standing up, his eyes saw Wu Miaoyin on the table on the other side, walked in front of her, and said, "I'm sorry, Sister Wu, I still have some things to do today, so I have to leave an hour early." ”

"It's okay... It's okay, just remember to come on time at 6 p.m. tomorrow. Wu Miaoyin waved her jade hand, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she took two hundred yuan from the front desk and put it in Yang Feng's hand, and said:

"That's your fee for an hour today, take it, and remember to be on time tomorrow, pianist. ”

"Okay, Sister Wu, then I'll go first. Yang Feng glanced at the two red banknotes in his hand, then stuffed them into his pocket and said with a slight smile.

Yang Feng walked out of the café, now the time is already eight and a half, if you walk over, it will take more than twenty minutes, so he drove a small yellow car on the side of the road and slowly walked towards the famous Wan villa community.

"Parking and parking, this is a high-end residential area, not a place for you to intrude casually, get out of here. ”

Yang Feng stopped, stepped on the ground with one foot, and looked at the security guard in front of him.

"I see that you are not from here, so leave quickly. The security guard stepped forward.

"I'm here to find Uncle Xia Guoliang, I'm his relative. Yang Feng said unhurriedly.

"You are a relative of Xia Dong, why haven't I heard of any relatives of him?" The security guard was stunned for a moment, but for the sake of insurance, he still walked into the security room and made a call to the Xia family.

Yang Feng, who was outside, looked at the dark night sky with smart eyes, and sighed slightly, since his father passed away, this was the first time he asked himself to come to his house for dinner.

……

On the bridge about five miles from the villa in the Mingwan community, a man in his thirties, with a shaved face, dark blue eyes, a high nose, and golden hair, was obviously a foreigner, and he was wearing a black coat with a weapon faintly protruding from the cuffs of his trousers.

He held a photo of the Xia family in his hand, the corners of his mouth sinisterly grinned, and said: "I received the money, they will leave this world tonight, happy cooperation." ”

A heavy voice came from the other end of the phone: "Happy cooperation, killer [charm]"

After hanging up the phone, the corners of the killer charm's mouth rose slightly, and he turned around and left the Beijing Bridge, leaving a grim back, faintly full of murderous intent.

At the door of Mingwan Villa, the security guard trotted out, smiled slightly, and a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes, but he didn't expect that this boy was really a relative of Chairman Xia, wouldn't that be half a step up.

"You can go in, lad. The security guard smiled flatteringly.

Yang Feng glanced at the security guard, parked the small yellow car at the door outside the community, turned around and walked in, and soon came to Villa No. 6.

There are three luxury cars parked at the door of the villa, two of which are Porsche, but Yang Feng doesn't know what model it is, and one is a yellow Lamborghini, which he understands.

However, in my memory, it seems that the Xia family only bought two Porsches, did they buy a Lamborghini sports car?

Yang Feng shook his head self-deprecatingly, even if it was, what does this have to do with him?

Yang Feng walked through the white villa bar, came to the door, knocked lightly, and soon the door opened.

It was a young nanny from their Xia family who opened the door, Yang Feng nodded at her and walked inside, and this nanny's eyes flashed with a trace of disdain, she didn't expect that the Xia family actually had such a poor relative.

The living room of the villa is dominated by European style, with a brand-name white wool sofa, a black all-glass table, a golden diamond chandelier like a crystal ball, hanging in the center of the living room, round arched windows and corner stones, black marble floor tiles, and a 25-foot LCD TV.

Yang Feng didn't care about this, his eyes came to the sofa and saw four people chatting there.