"Even so, he still has a lot of suitors, and the eyes that look at him are unabashed love." Yan Tu opened his mouth a little helplessly, and after he finished speaking, he regretted it a little, and it seemed a little inappropriate to say this for the first time.

Who knew that Fu Li laughed heartily, "Then what's the fear, as long as he only sees you in his eyes, that's enough, you can't control other people's thoughts, all you can do is be yourself, not afraid of rumors." ”

The words were a little bright, and there was a sense of gratitude in the eyes of the girl.

"Thank you, Senpai, I'll do it."

"Didn't you just say that, call me by name." Fu Li looked at the delicate girl in front of her, and suddenly understood why Yu Muyang only loved her.

There are not many girls with such a true temperament, simple and enthusiastic, without a trace of falsehood.

"Fu Li, thank you!" Yan Cuo said sincerely, with a sparkling light in his eyes.

Fu Li suddenly envied her, so simple, carefree, she made herself envious cleanly.

Once upon a time, I was such a simple girl, but life has taught me too much after all, and what I thought I couldn't bear at all can now be used as a joke and easily talk to others.

Fu Li ended the movement of her hand, looked at her carefully, and then confirmed that there was no problem with her makeup, hair and clothing, and then put her mind at ease.

"How many did you go on stage?"

Yan Cuo took out his number plate and raised it towards her: "I'm the sixth." ”

"I'll go outside and see how many of them are now." After speaking, without waiting for an answer, he got up and went out to inquire.

Yancuo looked at her when she came in, and she cheered her up, "Now it's the fourth, it's your turn soon, come on, don't be nervous." ”

Yan Cuo didn't expect it to come to him so soon, and suddenly stood up, looking a little helpless.

Fu Li patted her on the shoulder, "Don't be nervous, remember my words, just look at one person under the stage, and everyone else doesn't care." Remember, you can't get distracted. ”

He nodded heavily, and then walked outside, the fourth person had finished performing, and the fifth person was about to perform.

Yan Cuo stood straight, his shoulders were slightly stiff, and he had obviously mentally hinted countless times, telling himself not to be nervous, and when it came to the moment of going on stage, he was still nervous.

The door of the lounge at the back was suddenly opened, and Yan Cuo turned around to look at it with some confusion, and saw several familiar figures, and his eyes suddenly became hot.

"Grandpa, why are you here?"

The people who came were the old man, Yu Muyang and Yu Hanchuan, the old man who was standing together looked a lot younger, and smiled kindly at Yan Cuo at this time, Yan Cuo felt that his heart was slowly letting go, and the tension disappeared without a trace in a moment.

"Come and cheer you up, it's your turn soon, don't be nervous, grandpa believes you, we will sit in the middle of the front row, if you are nervous, just look at us, and leave everyone else alone." Grandpa believes our words are the best! Lao Tzu was red-faced, wearing a Mao suit, very energetic.

"Okay, grandpa, I listen to you, I'm not nervous." Yan responded obediently, and then saw Yu Muyang suddenly come over and pull himself away.

He looked at her affectionately, without words, but he felt a sense of reassurance, a strength.

"Don't be nervous, I'll be with you offstage." After he said this, he led the old man and them out of the lounge.

Yan Cuo stood in place, waiting until the host in front of him called his name, and then slowly walked up to the stage.

Below is the crowd of black oppression, Yan Cuo looked at the middle of the front row, sitting someone he was familiar with, when they looked at themselves, they felt a strong force, all the tension and complex emotions disappeared cleanly.

She smiled at them and started playing.

This piece is from Elgar's "Greetings to Love", a song that celebrates romantic love and depicts an elegant picture of love in a typical serenade style, in a sweet, warm and soulful melody.

The girl wore a white gauze skirt, sat quietly on the stage and played, and everyone in the audience was infected, indulging in this romantic and beautiful piano sound, and immersed in infinite reverie.

Yu Muyang's eyes looked at the people on the stage for a moment, at this moment, her figure was gentle under the warm light, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she looked so sweet and moving.

There were already many boys in the audience who began to stir, and they were asking for Yancuo's contact information, and I have to say that Yancuo's performance was really amazing, so that everyone in this school remembered her name.

Yancuo is no longer the girl who was at a loss in the past, but a unique existence that can make people amazing and enviable.

After the song, Yancuo stood up and bowed deeply, the audience erupted in warm applause, Yancuo looked up, only to see the old man waving his hand at himself, Yancuo also smiled and waved, and then looked at the person whose eyes were engraved on her.

The old man was proud at the moment, and showed off the video in his hand with Yu Muyang: "Look at what I just shot, the words are so beautiful, I can go back and show off with those old men again, this is my granddaughter-in-law!" ”

Yu Muyang looked at the old man's smile from ear to ear, and was also happy for her, she really did it, she didn't rely on anyone, stood on the stage, and proved herself.

He glanced at the video on the old man's mobile phone, and said expressionlessly: "Grandpa, send me the video you just took, and I'll save it." ”

The old man subconsciously protected the mobile phone in his hand, "Why don't you shoot it yourself, this is what I worked so hard to shoot, and my hands are tired." ”

"I was so focused on watching it just now that I forgot to shoot it." Yu Muyang won't say that he has been staring at Yan Cuo intently just now, and he didn't think about anything else.

He had never seen her so dazzling, he just looked at it, and now that grandpa said it, he remembered that he should take a video or a photo or something, and save it so that he could turn it out and look at it.

She rarely shows such a side, but just one look is enough to amaze herself.

I secretly thought that she looked so good in a skirt, and she looked so good playing the piano.

The good-looking self can't take his eyes off.

The old man hummed and chirped and sent a copy of the video to Yu Muyang, looking a little reluctant, Yu Muyang clicked in and watched it for a while and pressed Save, then clicked on it again, repeated it several times, and finally closed the phone after it was confirmed.

He was not interested in the next show, he just wanted to end it early so that he could find her, and he didn't know what she was doing now.