Han Yilan was still thinking about how to solve the piano crisis, Li Hannian had already taken out his mobile phone from his body and opened a music program that came with his phone.

In everyone's stunned eyes, his fingers landed on the keys on the screen.

Han Yilan stared at the man's focused side face, stunned.

Li Hannian, who has to specify the piano brand for every performance, and even has to go to the scene to adjust the position of the piano in person, is actually playing the piano with a program in his mobile phone?!

As his fingers moved, the moving sound of the piano came out of the phone and rang in everyone's ears.

Everyone fell silent and listened to him play.

It turns out that tools are just tools, and it's people who determine the quality of music.

The tune played by Li Hannian was adapted from the tune of the old man just now.

Even though he is only played on his mobile phone, he still has the power to hit people's hearts, and his music is richer and more passionate than a single string note.

In the sound of his piano, there is the wind sweeping across the grassland, the galloping horses on the grassland, and the melodious chirping eagle in the sky......

The old man, who was still holding the piano, widened his eyes in surprise, and his eyes turned red when he listened to it.

Those men who are usually strong are also silent with their glasses, as if they are fascinated by the music.

The man's slender fingers gently left the phone screen, and the music stopped abruptly, and everyone was still immersed in the music.

With his arms on his knees, Chu Nanxi's eyes were about to open, and his mouth was still muttering praise.

"I didn't lie to you, did I?! Our family Ah Nian...... Bounce ...... Most...... Good...... Listen ......"

Since the age of five, Li Hannian has heard countless praises.

Instructors, Media, Audience......

All sorts of compliments.

Praise him for being a genius, praise him for being born with music, praise him for being born with a compositional sound......

All these things will grind out calluses in his ears.

However, there is no sentence that compares to a girl who is half drunk on his lap, and this simple sentence cannot be more simple than a simple compliment.

Handing the phone to Han Yilan, he bent down, carefully helped her wrap the blanket tightly, and hugged the drunk girl horizontally.

Carried by him to the car in a daze, Chu Nanxi opened his eyes half-squinted, struggled to prop himself up, and reached over to grab the button of his shirt.

"Ah...... Year?! ”

"Don't be afraid, it's me." Li Hannian helped her gather the blanket, "You sleep, I'll take you home!" ”

Hearing his response, she relaxed, fell heavily to the crook of his arm, arched like a small animal, found a comfortable position, and fell into a dream.

That night, Chu Nanxi had a long dream.

In the dream, it seems that he is drinking, and the warm wine, soft but not spicy, is so warm that his whole body is warm.

Vaguely, there were men talking to her.

She recognized the voice, and she knew it was Li Hannian.

Recognizing him, she was not at all afraid, vaguely he seemed to say a lot to her, but she didn't remember much, only that he called her name over and over again.

"Xixi!"

"Xixi!"

"My Xixi!"

……

Early the next morning, when Chu Nanxi woke up, his head still hurt a little.

Turning over lazily on the bed, the tip of his nose immediately sensitively smelled a familiar smell.

The pine fragrance is faintly accompanied by the fragrance of some new grass, like a faint smell of the jungle in the wild.

That's the taste of the cold year!