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Vienna, an upscale hotel.

A silver-haired girl from Denmark who came to the music exchange came out of the bathroom wearing a bath towel, and the white cotton bath towel was wrapped around her body. No matter how hard she wraps it, the bath towel always seems to slip off, and she can't hold it up as leisurely and chic as in the movie. She was annoyed that she had to grab the towel with her hand to keep it from going out.

In addition to her, there was a woman in her thirties, with white skin and light hair, and glasses. She sat at her desk, looking at her laptop.

"So, remember that man?" the woman asked the woman as she looked at the silver-haired girl.

The girl nodded and replied quietly, "Yes." The fierce melody impressed her.

"My friend in Huaxia sent me his new tunes. ”

The girl approached the woman with the fragrance of shower gel and said, "Let me hear it." ”

The song was not one, but a number of intermittent songs, the first of which was the song that was supposed to be played by four hands but was played by him alone, and it sounded even better than the last time, and seemed to be more proficient.

"Is this true?" asked the silver-haired girl involuntarily, her speed simply not keeping up.

"That's right, she recorded it herself. The woman's tone was also quite emotional. If the song is played with four hands, the difficulty is not high, and it sounds like a pleasant enjoyment, but when you watch the video, it is not enjoyment, but shock.

There were several more tunes after that, but they sounded strange, and the level fluctuated greatly: the beginning was far less formal than his song, and the rhythm was even more chaotic in the middle, and she couldn't believe that such a piece could be played by one person unless she had recorded it together—as if she couldn't hear the sound and couldn't grasp the rhythm, and in the end, it was back to the same high level as before.

Such fluctuations made the silver-haired girl puzzled: "Why is his music like this?"

The woman explained to her: "I heard from a friend that he was making a movie, because the movie needs to play like this. ”

The silver-haired girl blinked, her eyes flashing with curiosity.

"Does he participate in the Tchaikovsky International Music Competition?" asked the silver-haired girl expectantly.

"My friend would love to invite him, but unfortunately...... He refused. ”

"Why?" asked the silver-haired girl, frowning.

He said he wasn't interested. ”

……

Magic City.

Yadou Miho and Nanami Aoyama returned to school first, but Bai Xue Jia didn't go back with them because of something. Tsukasa Nishino then left, with a normal attitude, as if it was just a fragrant drunken dream last night. Remembering last night, Bai Xuejia shook his head vigorously and threw the image that exuded a strong hormonal aura out of his mind.

According to the address given by Nanhu Yui, Bai Xuejia came to the high-end community where her home was located.

Ding dong.

Bai Xue Jia rang the doorbell, vaguely heard a trot of slippers, paused in front of the door for a few seconds, only to hear a click, I heard Nan Hu Yui's cheerful voice, she warmly welcomed Bai Xue Jia into the house.

The living room is spacious and bright, simple style, clean and tidy, and the floor is bright and can reflect the shadows. Bai Xuejia hesitated at the door for a long time, and for a while he didn't dare to put his feet down, lest he make some stains on the shiny floor and destroy this beautiful work of art.

Nanto Yui was wearing cotton home clothes printed with cartoon patterns, with that little round face with baby fat, which made Bai Xue Jia feel like facing a big Lori...... No, maybe it's more like a young girl?

Coming over empty-handed, he always felt that something was inappropriate, so Bai Xuejia casually brought up some fruit. Nan Hu Yui took the plastic bag from Bai Xuejia's hand, and complained: "Come on, what kind of fruit do you mention...... Wow, strawberries!"

The grumbling was quickly replaced by the joy of the strawberry, and she let out a cry of surprise and took out a strawberry and threw it into her mouth.

Speaking of which, according to normal times, it's not time to eat strawberries yet. But if it's only available during normal seasons, what kind of technology is it?

In ancient times, this was called magic and witchcraft, and now it is called technology, in short, it is to achieve miracles that human beings could not achieve before, such as allowing people to eat early-ripening fruits in advance.

However, early ripening is also divided into situations, some are abnormal ripening by illegal means, and the taste is not good, and some belong to normal means of ripening. This one belongs to the latter, Bai Xuejia has tasted it, and it tastes good.

The sweet and sour sensation flowed from the tip of her tongue all the way to her heart, Nando squinted her eyes, the first bite of strawberries this year tasted so delicious, she asked happily, "How do you know that I love strawberries the most?"

"Really?" Bai Xuejia was surprised, in fact, when he went to buy fruits, he happened to see strawberries, and Tojo Aya and Tojo Yui both liked strawberries the most, so he habitually bought strawberries.

Nan Hu Yu still wanted to eat again, but was patted on the back of his hand by his mother, and Nan Yan reprimanded: "Go, wash and eat again." ”

Nan Hu Wei trotted into the kitchen with strawberries on the ground, and Nan Yan smiled at Bai Xue Jia, bringing fruit plates, snacks and tea.

Nan Yan wore her hair coiled, as if she had been carefully dressed, and was wearing a black hip-wrapping skirt. It is completely different from the temperament of the formal dress that Bai Xue Jia had seen a few times before, like a black rose full of temptation, a thorny rose, piercing Bai Xue Jia's eyes.

Bai Xuejia felt that it was not appropriate to put his eyes anywhere, so he could only lower his head and peel the banana, as if there was some very profound philosophy in the shape of the banana.

Nan Yan also noticed Bai Xuejia's restraint, and as soon as Bai Xuejia was restrained, she also became embarrassed, touching her arm, and there seemed to be needles in the air.

This dress was picked out by Nando Yui for her, saying that it was to be more solemn and show the sincerity of thanks, so she turned out the dress she had bought since she bought it from the bottom of the cabinet, because she was too ashamed, and she had never worn it out, and she had almost completely forgotten it in the depths of her mind.

As he entered, he noticed that there were no men's shoes on the rack, and his slippers were brand new, even smelling of rubber that had just been opened. Bai Xue Jia looked around the room, and the wall cabinet next to the TV was decorated with framed photographs, which were basically pictures of Yui Minamido or her with her mother.

Bai Xuejia peeked at Nanyan's finger, which was empty.

"Auntie, are you and Xiao Wei the only ones in the family?" Bai Xue Jia seemed to inquire inadvertently, if he directly asked Nan Hu Wei's father where he went, it would not be appropriate.

"Hmm. ”

Nan Yan nodded and smiled softly.

After chatting for a while, it was mainly Nan Hu Wei who was driving the topic, Nan Yan said very little, and Bai Xue Jia just followed the topic, and after chatting for a while, Bai Xue Jia was ready to leave, and Nan Hu Wei tried his best to stay. Bai Xuejia couldn't shirk it, so he could only stay and have dinner together.

The meal was very rich, full of tables, and Bai Xuejia felt that he could only eat it after calling all of them from Aoyama Nanami, Yadou Miho, and Tsukasa Nishino.

Nan Hu Yui didn't brag to Bai Xuejia, her mother's cooking skills are indeed very good, and her mother can be associated with an idiom when she puts it together with the food: beautiful and delicious.

However, Bai Xuejia had no intention of eating.

Nando Yui suddenly received a phone call from his classmates, apologized to Bai Xuejia, and hurriedly said goodbye. Leave Bai Xuejia and Nanyan, lonely men and widows, at home.

"The ......"

"The ......"

Bai Xue Jia and Nan Yan looked at each other and spoke at the same time, but they didn't know what to say. In the quiet room, only the sound of chopsticks colliding with dishes is the sound.

What does Xiao Yui want to do?

Bai Xuejia muttered in his heart, he was like sitting on pins and needles, and after eating for a while, he felt that if he ate again, he would have to die. So he hurriedly said goodbye, and Nan Yan stood up: "I'll send you." ”

"No, I don't. Bai Xuejia said busily.

After Bai Xuejia left, Nan Yan looked at the remaining table of dishes, and was full of sadness: Xiao Wei asked her to cook so many dishes, what can she do now? )