The beautiful sound of the piano sounded, and Si Nuan sang softly-

"Every night I silently look back on my little bed,

How many blessings I have experienced today,

Perhaps there will still be a lot of pain on earth,

He counted every tear for us......"

This song was originally called "Forza, Gesù", a classic children's hymn in country e, which was also covered as a Chinese version in a previous life, and Si Nuan changed the lyrics and changed it to a version more suitable for girls to sing alone.

"People say that children can't succeed if they do it,

How can you expect a child to finish the work?

I think if there is love, I have the ability to transmit,

Like comforting Jesus and making it easier for him......"

Si Nuan's voice is not a baby sound, in fact, it is not very suitable for singing this song, but it is clean and warm, full of beauty.

"Come on Jesus, please don't worry,

Even if the world looks stale from heaven,

With your patronage, the dream begins,

A corner of paradise can be settled, here"

The brisk tunes and cute lyrics easily hit the softest corner of people's hearts.

Si Meng's mouth opened slightly, obviously shocked: "I didn't expect Xiao Nuan's piano to play so well!" The song is also very good......"

Qiao Xiaoxia pulled out a satisfied smile: "Whether you play or sing, you are better than Sun Mengjie!" ”

Su Mobai gave Ling Han a look: "She played very well." ”

Ling Han replied: "It's okay." ”

Zhu Sisi muttered to herself: "I really want to chop off those hands!" Suddenly, he saw Su Mobai looking over, and quickly closed his mouth, pretending not to say anything.

Only Sun Mengjie looked incredulous! She can actually play the piano? Can anyone learn the piano with the money? Does anyone have the money and leisure to practice? Doesn't it mean that she was an orphan, adopted by her adoptive mother, and abandoned by her adoptive mother?

So where did she get such solid basic skills and such superb skills?

Also, as an orphan, what about her low self-esteem, timidity, and inability to get on the stage? Did she think she was a princess, why was she so generous and confident on stage?

Sun Mengjie clenched her fists tightly, her nails embedded in the flesh, her eyes staring at Si Nuan, and she almost burst into flames.

Heh, what about playing well? Don't you just sing some nursery rhymes to coax children?

But the children at the bottom like it very much, and they even sang along in a whisper, some of them can't see with their eyes, some can't move their legs and feet, the image is really not very good, and there is no skill in singing at all, but they have the innocence and purity that belongs to children.

The teachers at the welfare home also beat lightly.

No one saw it, and the dean appeared in the small hall for some reason, his eyes wandering between Si Nuan and the children, and he whispered: "Could it be her?" Can she? ”

No one saw that there was a short-haired girl behind the dean, a trace of jealousy and dazedness flashed in her eyes very quickly, and her body trembled slightly. Obviously they are all ugly ducklings, why did one suddenly become a white swan with its own crown?

"A corner of heaven can be settled, and here on earth,

A corner of paradise can be settled, right here. ”

The end of the song.

Applause.

Its enthusiasm is no less than Sun Mengjie's "Hero" just now.

Others may not be able to hear it, but the dean clearly knows that it is different. Sun Mengjie's applause was more about the politeness of the beautiful guests and the awe of the unknown, while Si Nuan's applause was full of sincerity and love.

That's her! Looking at the elegant figure on the stage, the dean's eyes became firm.

For Sun Mengjie, this applause hit her face with a bow left and right, and it snapped.

It's good, she lost badly, and her jealousy framed the icing on the cake for others.

Si Nuan, if you have the ability, you will always be proud!

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The day's networking is over.

Si Nuan walked home with Si Meng and Qiao Xiaoxia. The sunset stretches the figures, and the way home seems quiet and beautiful.

"Xiao Nuan, you're too boring! Don't tell us how well the piano plays! Si Meng pouted and strongly "condemned" his friend.

"It's just, brother and sister, you're not interesting enough!" Su Mobai jumped out of nowhere.

Immediately after that, listen to "Smack!" With a bang, Su Mobai was hit on the back of the head.

"What nonsense!" The cold voice was naturally Ling Han.

Su Mobai didn't dare to joke anymore, and said: "Ahem, the senior sister's piano skills are really good, and she has not insulted the glorious image of our five middle school people at all!" ”

A crow flew through the air, and no one spoke on the ground.

Seeing that he was cold, Su Mobai hurriedly remedied: "Hehe, you don't know, in fact, Ling Han plays the piano very well!" ”

After speaking, he looked at Si Nuan, and his eyes lit up: "Hey, how about you have a four-handed combination?" ”

"Okay!" Si Meng was the first to raise her hand in agreement, and said happily: "I still have to bring my violin, I want to play with you!" ”

"Then why don't you go to my house, my house is relatively close to here, and the sound insulation is also very good." Snuan suggested.

Several people came to Si Nuan's house, and as soon as they entered the living room, they were attracted by the eye-catching black horizontal piano.

"Oh my God! How expensive is that! Local tyrants, ask for support! Su Mobai lay on the piano and screamed excitedly.

"Please open your eyes and look at your surroundings, and you will know that I am really not a local tyrant."

A few people looked around, and sure enough, they found that the decoration of the house was not exquisite and luxurious, but it was just good lighting, and the owner loved to be clean, and it looked bright and tidy.

"That piano was the prize I entered the competition last year." Si Nuan smiled and explained the doubts of a few people, then put down the schoolbag and beckoned: "Sit down, I'll pour you some juice." ”

As soon as he turned around, he was stopped by several people: "What kind of juice to pour, hurry up and play the piano!" ”

"Bomb what?" Ling Han had already sat down in front of the piano, jumping a few times on the keys with one hand, and a string of vibrant notes flowed from his fingertips.

"Song of the Matador?" The boy turned his head and asked with a smile.

The smile was shallow, like a bright moon, Si Nuan subconsciously looked out the window, it was not dark yet, and when he looked at Ling Han's smile again, he couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

You're still laughing! Can play the piano such an important thing for Mao didn't tell her in her previous life?

The young man didn't know why her face suddenly changed, like a puffing little hamster, and she popped out a smooth melody again, and then asked, "Or, "Army March"? ”

"Don't play this, play that, Cat Army!" Su Mobai seemed to suddenly remember something, and excitedly proposed.

Legion of Cats? Is there a tune? How did she not know? Si Nuan looked at Qiao Xiaoxia and Si Meng, and the two of them were also at a loss.

"You must not have heard it, this is Ling Han's own composition!" Su Mobai said proudly, "How old do you guess he was at the time?" After speaking, without waiting for everyone to guess, he couldn't wait to make a gesture "Seven years old!" Seven years old! Seven years old! ”

Ling Han actually knew how to compose music so early? The crowd was amazed. Si Nuan's heart was even more turbulent, what did Ling Han give up in his previous life?