"Dad, that'...... What's that?" Su Xi'er raised her fleshy little hand and pointed to a milky smell somewhere.

Su Zimo looked over, but saw a delicate and elegant piano placed in the middle of the café, in addition to the black and white keys, the whole body was painted with a layer of classical color, which formed a complementary existence with the entire café, which seemed very coordinated, smiled, touched Su Xi'er's dark hair sitting on his lap, and said softly, "That's the piano"

"What is a piano?"

"The piano is a musical instrument that can be played by a person to produce the music you like to listen to"

"Isn't it Ji who played with Dad...... Guitar about the same?"

"Well, that's clever, what is in common between the two is that it can produce the musical accompaniment you like"

Su Xi'er let out an "oh", her little face was full of ignorance, she opened her mouth, and asked Mengmeng, "Then, Dad, ...... Can you play it?"

Zhang Yu, who was watching from the side, suddenly became interested, and looked at Su Zimo with a curious look on a fat face.

Su Zimo smiled faintly, scraped the bridge of Su Xi'er's nose, and asked softly, "Xiao Xi'er, do you want to hear it?"

Su Xi'er nodded again and again when she heard this, staring at each other with a pair of big watery eyes.

"Okay, if you want to hear it, Dad will play it to you"

"Dad, it's so good" Su Xi'er straightened her back, stood up, aimed at Su Zimo's cheek, and kissed it gently.

"Obediently sit here with my uncle"

Su Zimo smiled, picked up Su Xi'er, put her in the original seat, and then, stood up, and said to Zhang Yu, "Brother Zhang, please wait a minute"

"It's okay, I also want to see your piano skills" Zhang Yu waved his hand, with a look of interest on his face.

Su Zimo smiled when he heard this, looking a little indifferent, and then walked towards the piano placed on the high stage.

"So handsome"

"yes, it looks good when you laugh"

Of course, a few little girls who had been staring at Su Zimo not far away saw each other get up and walk, and then their flowing hairstyles seemed to be fascinated, and they whispered.

With Su Zimo's ear power, he could naturally hear it clearly, smiled at them, and then walked straight to the high platform.

As soon as I arrived at the high platform, the long music playing in the café came to an abrupt end.

Many guests looked up, but saw a young man with an indifferent temperament standing next to the piano, and suddenly became interested, and looked quietly with a smile.

Of course, there are also guests who disagree, and after glancing at them, they don't care, and they bow their heads and discuss the original problem with their companions.

Somewhere under the high platform, there sat a man in his thirties, wearing a black-framed glasses and a white casual shirt, who looked a little sven, looked at the young man on the high platform, a little unimpressed, picked up the coffee on the table, took a sip, and then looked at the classical watch on his left hand, lowered his head, and pondered.

Su Zimo pulled the chair away, sat down very naturally, straightened his waist, gently put his hands on the black and white alternating keys, closed his eyes slightly, took a breath, adjusted his mentality, and made it to the point where his heart was like water, and a smile of memory hung on the corner of his mouth.

A pair of slender hands slowly moved, and the keys on it were pressed, and suddenly, a soft piano sound slowly sounded, gradually spreading to the surroundings and reaching the ears of many people.

The sound of the piano makes people feel calm, and even those who are bored will be quieted down, and it has become a complementary existence to the quiet café.

It seems that at this moment, there is no noise, no irritability, no anxiety, no confusion, no swaying, and some just make people feel quiet from the bottom of their hearts.

The man with black-rimmed glasses was pulled back to reality by this soft piano sound, without a trace of annoyance, raised his head, the disapproving look in his eyes had long since disappeared, and carefully looked at the young man on the high platform with slightly squinted eyes, a pair of slender fingers continued to fall on the black and white alternating keys, emitting notes one after another, converging into a soft and quiet light music.

Many people in the hall raised their heads, looked at the high platform, looked at the young man with a white shirt, broken hair, a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and seemed a little indifferent, couldn't help but be stunned, put down the movements in his hands, and quietly listened to the soft music in his ears.

Su Zimo didn't seem to see this scene, his heart was distracted, his heart was like a state of mind, giving people a faint and elegant attitude, his slender fingers began to accelerate and fall on the keys, and the melody gradually became faster, making this quiet song even more attractive.

Somewhere, one of those little girls took a picture of Su Zimo playing the piano indifferently into his mobile phone and sent it directly to the circle of friends.

The girl looked down, but saw that it was her cousin who left a message under the news she had just posted, "So handsome, so good temperament, hey, isn't this Su Zimo?

The girl raised her head and looked at the young man on the high platform in surprise, not allowing herself to think too much, and the mobile phone rang again with a series of prompts.

About three minutes later, Su Zimo's slender fingers stopped on the last key, and the quiet and long music gradually slowed down, and slowly, disappeared into everyone's ears.

Many people felt reluctant, looking at the young man on the high platform, opening their mouths, wanting to say something, but seeing the other party's slightly closed eyes, they slowed down again and did not disturb the other party.

Su Zimo eased up from his thoughts, glanced at Su Xi'er, who was waving to him, smiled, stood up, walked off the high platform, and was about to walk in the direction where Su Xi'er was, but unexpectedly, he was stopped halfway.

"I'm sorry, can I disturb you" The black-framed young man stood up and looked at Su Zimo with a hint of apology.

"Uh, who are you?" Su Zimo was stunned for a moment, looking at the stranger in front of him.

The young man with black-rimmed glasses smiled and said gently, "Contemptible Yang Yuan, it is the owner of this shop, don't mind, sit down and talk?"

Su Zimo nodded when he heard this, pulled out his chair, and looked at each other suspiciously.

Yang Yuan pushed down his glasses and said in praise, "Your performance just now is quite good, of course, the fingers are more flexible, it is more pleasing to the eye, by the way, I said so, you don't mind, right?"

Su Zimo smiled helplessly, "It's okay, thank you for your advice"

"I've also been involved in the piano industry, the song you just played is very unfamiliar, what is your name?" Yang Yuan asked.

"Childhood memories," Su Zimo said truthfully.

Yang Yuan was a little dazed when he heard this, and muttered, "Childhood memories?

Su Zimo shook his head.

"By the way, our store is short of a pianist now, I don't know you?" Yang Yuan finally said what he thought in his heart.

Su Zimo was surprised, he didn't expect the other party to find him, but it was because of this, and said with a hint of apology, "I'm sorry, I have other things I want to be busy with"

Yang Yuan nodded, no longer insisted, picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, and then the two talked.

About five minutes later, Su Zimo said goodbye and walked towards Su Xi'er, but unexpectedly, Su Xi'er, who had long been impatient, jumped down from the chair, staggered and threw herself directly into Su Zimo's arms, and kept laughing immaturely.

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