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When Shen Jiu left the scene, he didn't see Song Qing'an.

She was stunned for a moment, and was about to go to him, but she heard the announcement on the stage: "Let's ask Song Qing'an, a student from the third class of junior high school, to bring us a piano solo, Banderi's "Lyrical Minor". ”

The lights on the stage were all dimmed, and Shen Jiu saw someone lift the piano up, and then a follow-up light turned on.

Song Qingan had already stood in the center of the stage, bent down slightly, and made a gentleman's etiquette to the audience.

He walked over to the piano and sat down, and the sound of the piano began to sound.

The sound of the piano was slow and long, and then suddenly it became light, soft and elegant, as if someone was whispering.

Shen Jiu was slightly stunned.

After being in a daze for a while, Song Qing'an's song had already been discussed, he walked back to the middle of the stage, took the microphone, bowed again, and said in a very soft voice: "This song is dedicated to my sister." ”

Shen Jiu finally reacted and blinked slightly.

Bandari's "Lyrical Minor" was written for his lover.

The curtain fell, Song Qingan walked towards the backstage, hugged Shen Jiu's arm, and then looked up at Shen Jiu: "Ah Jiu, do you like it or not?" ”

Shen Jiu squatted down to look at him and deliberately skipped the topic: "You still call me sister on stage, why don't you want to come down?" ”

She raised her other hand and scraped the tip of Song Qing'an's nose.

Song Qing'an's expression paused slightly, there was a moment of panic in his eyes, and then he let go of a hand, went to hold Shen Jiu's hand, and then nestled into her arms as a whole: "It's not just my sister." ”

It's not my sister!

Shen Jiu smiled, and didn't pay attention to the deep meaning of his words, seeing that he had forgotten the question he asked before, he got up and said, "Ah Jiu go and change his clothes, you wait here, okay?" ”

Song Qingan nodded obediently.

Shen Jiu went in to change her clothes, and was about to hand over the clothes to the person in charge of the costumes, but Song Qingan suddenly stopped her: "Ah Jiu, where did this dress come from?" ”

"It's rented by the class, and I have to return it after the performance."

Shen Jiu answered him, and when he saw that the person collecting the clothes had come, he handed the clothes over, and when he turned his head, he saw Song Qing'an lowering his head as if he was in a daze, so he rubbed his head again: "Xiao An." ”

Song Qingan immediately raised his head to look at her, his expression was still a little dumbfounded, as if he hadn't come back to his senses.

Shen Jiu bent his eyebrows and asked him: "When did Xiao An learn the piano, Ah Jiu doesn't know." ”

Song Qing'an looked at her for a moment, and then suddenly lowered his eyebrows, his eyelashes drooped, and he trembled as if he was about to cry: "Ah Jiu doesn't care about Xiao An." ”

Song Qingan softly complained: "Xiao An has been studying for a long time. ”

Shen Jiu was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Song Qingan had signed up for various interest classes before.

She coughed lowly, trying to hide her embarrassment: "Ah Jiu just didn't think about it for a while. ”

Song Qingan didn't believe it, tilted his head and looked at her for a while, and then pursed his lips: "Ah Jiu is a liar." Ah Jiu just doesn't remember. He turned around and turned his back to Shen Jiu.

It means to be angry.

He turned his back to Shen Jiu and waited for a while, but before Shen Jiu could coax him, he secretly turned around a little and glanced at Shen Jiu secretly.

Shen Jiu still stood still and didn't move.

Song Qing'an turned around suddenly, pursed his lips to look at Shen Jiu, and opened his eyes wide: "I'm angry." ”

The tone is very serious, with a serious face.