The well-behaved woman suddenly lost her temper.

"I am an honor student in the Department of Commerce and Trade of the University of Economics and Business, I must have heard of this school, and I am also a special model for this issue of Tianqiao Magazine, and the cover photo was published on the Internet by Mr. Park Nancheng in advance."

Speaking of the cover photo of the special issue of Tianqiao Magazine, the person who asked the question suddenly had an impression.

"That angelic girl is you! The photos are better than my own! ”

Do you want to say that she is not good-looking? Xia Qingqian will not lose easily.

"Ahem, with Mr. Park Nancheng's genius photography skills, no matter who it is, the photos will look better than me."

The speaker opened his mouth and laughed to hide his embarrassment.

"Yes, yes, hahaha...... Hey, Xia Qingqian has a good temperament, she must have some talents, why don't you play a song for all of us. ”

At the end of the sentence, he refers to the piano in the hotel lobby.

That piano is one of the world's five famous pianos, the legacy of a crown prince in ancient Europe, and was photographed by the president of the Star Hotel and transported back to the hotel.

It is said that this piano is magical, and at night, someone saw a king playing the piano, and it disappeared as soon as the morning dawned.

Only during the specified time will the hotel invite a pianist to play the music.

This piano is not played by anyone, because the hotel does not allow it, and I am worried that it will be broken by the guests, and the guests cannot afford to pay for it.

Mo Zhenchen asked Xia Qingqian, "The world-famous piano, do you want to play?" ”

Xia Qingqian moved her fingers twice, "I haven't played it for a long time, how much will I pay if I play such an expensive piano?" ”

"It's okay if the bullet breaks, I'll compensate for it."

Xia Qingqian turned around and looked at the piano, and a piano song flashed in her mind, which she wanted to give to Mo Zhenchen.

"Okay, I'll play it."

Xia Qingqian gracefully walked onto the piano stage, facing the microphone, playing and talking.

"This piece is called "The Maiden's Prayer". It was composed when the Polish pianist and composer Badatewska was 18 years old. It is simple, cheerful and light, fully expressing the state of mind of a young girl.

Full of dreams and reveries, full of longing for a beautiful love. ”

At the end of the song, it has attracted many onlookers and praise.

Xia Qingqian said unhurriedly: "The girl who longs for love is me, and it was he who let me meet love, Mo Zhenchen." ”

She walked slowly over to the gentleman and took the gentleman's hand.

"It's good to have you."

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the most beautiful starlight."

Mo Zhenchen held Xia Qingqian's hand, walked through the crowd of onlookers, and walked into the VIP passage under the envious gaze of everyone.

They came to the presidential suite on the top floor.

The waiter said humbly: "The second young master wants to use the suite, no matter what the guests have to make room, here is cleaned up for you, I wish you a pleasant time." ”

Closing the door, Mo Zhenchen took Xia Qingqian's hand and came to the oversized terrace.

The cold moonlight shines brightly, white as frost.

Mo Zhenchen took off his coat, draped it on Xia Qingqian's thin back, and brought the girl in the moonlight to a telescope more than one person high.

"My dear, from here, you can see the farthest star, Seamount II, about 6,000 light-years from the Sun. Legend has it that making a wish on it will be very spiritual. ”

Xia Qingqian saw Haishan II in the telescope, faintly emitting blue light under the red light.

She silently made a wish, "The second boss of Haishan, please bless me and Mo Zhenchen for the rest of your life." ”

With a big hand, he hugged the little woman who made a wish into his warm arms.

"Say, what wish did you make?"

"I won't tell you."

"If you don't tell me, I'll squeak you."

"Hahaha...... My husband is so bad......"