Xiao Xixi listened to the sound of the music beating happily at her fingertips, and suddenly remembered the time when she used to learn the piano, although it was hard, but she also enjoyed it. Although she is not a beloved, but occasionally in her spare time, she will play a few tunes to pretend to cultivate her sentiments, after all, as a wealthy lady, in order to reflect the good education of the family, these so-called vassal and elegant things of the ancients still have to be sold in front of people. Although the piano is a Western musical instrument, it seems that only in this way will it look high-end and high-end, if you take out a guzheng or take out a flute in the crowd, will it feel the same?

She thinks that her piano skills are not bad, but at this time, compared with Al Char, she may lack that sincerity and love. But there are too many pursuits in life, and she is not here.

For a moment, it was like a world away, as if I had returned to my former self.

Every time she thinks of the previous life, she is physically and mentally exhausted, she is too tired, living in the false appearance every day, it is like a cage, invisibly trapping her in a dead corner, making her call the heavens and the earth, and she can't escape and move.

Perhaps, the only difference between her and Elshar's treatment of the piano is that one is sincere and the other is false.

At the end of the song, the audience suddenly erupted in fierce applause.

Song Yihan crackled the most energetically, he looked at Al Charles who bowed and quit the stage with an excited face, and said excitedly: "It is worthy of Al Charles, this piece is more difficult, but he seems to play it very easily, and he feels that he can play it with his eyes closed." ”

Ah Fei looked at him, and his slightly narrowed eyes seemed to be mocking and questioning.

"You still know this tune?"

Several people laughed under their breath, obviously disagreeing.

Song Yihan gave him a fierce look, if he had been in the past, he would definitely bow his head shyly, but now he has been honed into an old fritter, his face is comparable to the city wall, and he is invulnerable.

"I've played guitar before, okay! Please, can you raise the bar against me a little bit more? Actually, I'm a lot better than you think. ”

A lot more powerful? Ah Fei and the others couldn't help but make up a lot of pictures in their brains.

He wondered: "You don't have to memorize foreign lyrics?" ”

Rabbit continued: "Can you write lyrics? ”

Ah Yi continued: "Compose music yourself? ”

Song Yihan looked at them and opened his mouth weakly, but he couldn't say a word for a long time.

He... What can he say?!! These people are always demolishing the stage to hit him today, and he doesn't want to talk anymore! If he continues to talk about it, he is afraid that he will have no confidence to perform on stage in the future!

Xiao Xixi smiled in a low voice, don't say it, it's still quite interesting to see Song Yihan eating deflated.

At this moment, Islor quietly left his seat with a few students, presumably it was their turn.

Cheng Xuening dragged her skirt and followed the crowd elegantly, but no one in the crowd was afraid that she would fall and deliberately supported her. When passing by the back row, she looked at Xiao Xixi proudly, and there was a provocation in her eyes that was also a kind of show-off, it had nothing to do with Lan Ying, it was just a silent contest between two women.

Xiao Xixi clearly felt her gaze, but she didn't turn her head to look at her, wanting to know how disgusting the "affectionate style" unique to the White Lotus was.

As soon as Cheng Xuening walked by, Song Yihan couldn't wait to whisper: "Xixi, that woman kept staring at you just now, are you ~ okay?" ”

He didn't know what to say about the inside story, although the two of them seemed polite at the door just now, but he always felt weird between the lines.

Xiao Xixi said lightly: "I know it in my heart, don't worry." ”

She turned her head and looked at Cheng Xuening, who had already walked into the back door, the woman's lonely back was obviously a lone wolf abandoned by the group, but she didn't know it, she held her head high, and she still looked proud. Until this moment, she still couldn't understand Cheng Xuening, a woman. Obviously, her background and future are destined to be carefree, why do you still engage in the yin and yang theory behind the surface of the scheming? For the sake of the good name of the White Lotus?

Thinking of the man next door to her house, who was as elegant as a lotus, she smiled silently, comparing Cheng Xuening with him, it was probably a blasphemy.