"Brother Fan, why are you still playing the piano, can't you rest for a while?" Ren Shupeng looked at He Beifan's stubborn appearance of not eating or drinking, and seemed to be a little helpless.

It's not that he doesn't know He Beifan's temper, but he doesn't know that he will be as stubborn as he is now, "Brother Fan, you will ruin your body like this." The boy looked at him as if he was worried.

"Okay, Shupeng, don't bother me, let me play it for a while, it's okay, you're really annoying me."

He Beifan couldn't help but shrug his brows as he spoke, you know, the young man hates others to disturb him like this.

Especially when Beifan was playing the piano, he couldn't tolerate any interruptions, and such boring language often interfered with the teenager's train of thought and made him more and more bored.

"Play well, play well, how many hours have you been playing, you can die if you rest for a while now, it's really boring."

Ren Shupeng couldn't help frowning as he spoke, he seemed to be very dissatisfied with He Beifan's words, and said in his heart, a person like He Beifan who worked so music would make people feel ridiculous if he couldn't do it in the future.

"Okay, you, scholar, why have you been talking so much lately, you have nagged me for this kung fu, it's not good for you to rest for a while." Beifan couldn't help but have some provocation at him as he spoke.

"I'm resting? I want to rest too, but you even think I'm nagging? Ren Shupeng shook his head a little helplessly as he spoke, you must know that with such a good temper as He Beifan, he can provoke him, which is not an easy task.

"I said, you can't practice your bass when you have this time, you're here to watch what I do." He Beifan became more and more impatient when he saw Ren Shupeng looking like he had nothing to do.

"Practice your bass well, didn't I tell you? There's a show at the bar this weekend, so get ready for it. ”

He looked at the boy with an inexplicable heaviness in his eyes, even though the boy didn't know why he was the way he was.

However, one thing is certain, there are many things that he has suppressed in his heart, and he will feel panicked if he can't vent it for a while.

"Huh?" Ren Shupeng looked at He Beifan's eyes, and seemed to have some inexplicable sense of helplessness, "What do you mean?" What kind of performance, why don't I know, Beifan, you didn't tell us. ”

He looked at the boy's eyes with a look of disbelief.

"Didn't say anything, didn't I say it in the group yesterday? Really, you don't look at your phone yourself. ”

Maybe because he was disturbed, He Beifan's temper was a little bad, and he didn't seem to have so much time to say something to Ren Shupeng.

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault, I said Brother Fan, what's wrong with you today, it seems that you don't seem to have a good temper."

Ren Shupeng looked at him and couldn't help muttering, it wasn't that he didn't understand He Beifan's temper, but he didn't know what he had provoked him, so he made He Beifan so angry when he saw his sweetheart.

Coldly asked by Ren Shupeng, He Beifan seemed to have noticed something, and he slowly reined in his temperament, as if he was suddenly poked by someone in the key point in an instant.

"No, no." The young man stammered a little angrily, he didn't know what was going on with him, maybe it was because of his weak heart, so that he himself was aware of his bad temper, but he didn't know where it came from.

"None? What do you stutter about without that? Ren Shupeng couldn't help but be amused by the young man's words.

"Oh, okay, you." He Beifan became more and more disgusted when he heard Ren Shupeng say this, "How can you be like a girl, so talkative." He looked into his eyes and complained a little angrily.

"Hey, Brother Fan, you don't have to say that." Even if Shupeng was disgusted by Beifan, he looked a little unconvinced and wanted to find him to theorize.

"If you want to say something like you, it's not willing to be heard by a girl." He muttered at He Beifan. He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he said, but Beifan himself was in a hurry first.

"What? Where are the girls, you tell me where the girls are? He looked at Ren Shupeng's eyes, and then glanced at him angrily.

"You're enough kid, if you don't tell a girl, will the girl say it? It's ridiculous. Bei Fan said and smiled at him again.

"Okay, don't talk so much, let me tell you, don't affect me to play the piano, I can tell you, I have to spend more time to make up for the time you affect me in the specified time." Beifan couldn't help but shrug his shoulders as he spoke.

"Okay, then you can play, I won't bother you much, can't you do it yet."

Ren Shupeng couldn't help but look very bored as he spoke, and the magazines in the corner of his café table turned page by page.

A lot of time, Ren Shupeng also wants to make himself a little more motivated, but he really can't do it, more time, he wants to indulge himself happily, and no one spurs him at such a time, obviously it is not good.

But many times, such things seem so helpless that no one will pull him out of the mud when he needs to pull, and therefore only he will be paralyzed on the ground.

It's ridiculous to say that he just let himself be lazy, and no one will say a word.

At that time, the café seemed very quiet, except for a few young people from Liao Liao.

They looked at the tablet as if they were busy with their work, so no one could notice Ren Shupeng's presence at all.

In the small café, you can only hear the melodious piano sound played by He Beifan, and the sound of the young man's piano is extremely soothing, which seems to match the artistic conception of the café.

Ah Hui was busy wiping the cup of milk tea there, he had been standing here for a long time, and his boy's daily work was like this.

He often makes himself feel back pain, and fatigue seems to be a daily occurrence for him. This seems very unfair, but he didn't go to school, and it is not easy to open his own café.

I don't know how long it has been, Ah Hui has finally finished the work at hand, his arm is already sore, and he doesn't seem to have the strength to practice the guitar again, he shook off the water droplets on his hand, and couldn't help but walk towards the triangular piano stand.

He Beifan's piano sound did not stop, and the boy seemed to not know that he was tired, Ah Hui didn't know how long Brother Fan had been sitting on the piano bench, but one thing was certain, three hours were there.

"Brother Fan, you can rest for a while, do you want a cup of coffee."

He looked into his eyes and asked leisurely, the young man's voice didn't dare to be too loud, for fear of disturbing He Beifan's practice, so he just cautiously tested him.

It's just that at this time, He Beifan seems to have reached a state of madness, he pursed his lips, the expression on that face is still very indifferent, it seems that it is a waste of his time to say a word to Ah Hui now.

However, Ah Hui still looked unwilling, how could he understand He Beifan's mood, but asked patiently, "Do you want to add pearls?" Or red beans? ”

Ah Hui blinked his eyes and asked a little innocently. Maybe the boy is like this on weekdays, and he didn't realize that there was anything wrong with He Beifan.

However, Brother Fan at this time did not have such a good temper, it was good to disturb him whenever he wanted, but when he played the piano, he must be an exception, "No need." ”

He Beifan just spit out a few words coldly, probably because he was too attentive, and he also hated it very much when others disturbed him at this time.

But he didn't know that such an attitude made Ah Hui feel very hurt, but he didn't plan to deal with He Beifan, thinking about it, he was probably tired after playing the piano for so long.

"Then, Brother Fan, why don't you take a break for a while, do you want to eat some of the new Oreo snacks I made today."

He looked at him and still had a good temper, but he didn't know what was going on with Beifan today, as if he had eaten gunpowder. "No, don't bother me, okay, I'm practicing." The boy's brow furrowed as he spoke.

Bei Fan's unprovoked anger made Ah Hui feel very surprised, and he didn't know what he had done wrong to provoke Beifan, but his face looked a little aggrieved.

"What's the matter, Brother Fan, I just asked if you want to eat dessert, why are you so angry?" He looked at He Beifan, and couldn't help but have a little bit of complaint in his tone.

As for He Beifan, his attitude was as cold as ever, and he didn't even look at him, just flicked the black and white keys in front of him, looking like he didn't care about anything, such an indifferent attitude really made Ah Hui lose his temper.

"What do you mean, you? Brother Fan, do you know that there are many interesting things in your world besides playing the piano? You don't want to tie yourself up here all the time, it's not interesting. ”

As he was talking, he couldn't help but be interrupted by He Beifan before he could finish speaking.

"Enough, there's a show at the bar this weekend, you know? This is a great opportunity for us. ”

"If we can, we can continue to do it in the tavern, if not, this chance is gone." Bei Fan said that there was a coldness on his cheeks that had never been before.

"Then you." Ah Hui pursed his lips, as if he was afraid that Bei Fan would get angry, "Then what are you going to eat at night?" I'll do it for you. ”

Of course, Ah Hui regretted it after saying this, because He Beifan's face suddenly became ugly at that moment.

"No, can you do a little more hard work in music? Don't think about eating all the time. He Beifan's simple-sounding words caused the café to fall into a painful silence.