Chapter 115: The First Wave of "Death"!

"That's a lot!" The housekeeper opened the conversation this time, "The young master hates noise, hates others talking loudly, hates those rock and rap music......

Sure enough, this guy is really picky!

However, these are not what Chu Nanxi wants.

"I mean, what does he hate the most?"

"The most annoying ......," the butler thought for a moment, "if you want to say the most annoying, it must be the most annoying thing that others touch him, especially his piano room and bedroom, as well as ...... Don't touch the manuscript on his piano! ”

That's it!

Chu Nanxi narrowed his eyes, "Okay, I know!" ”

Can't touch it, can it?

Then she just wants to touch it.

After thanking the butler, she walked up the stairs, paused on one step, and put the marshmallow on the ground.

Reached out for her mobile phone and opened a player, connected to the speaker in the living room with Bluetooth, and she directly turned the volume to the maximum sound.

Hearing the deafening roar, both the butler and the maid ran over in surprise.

Chu Nanxi raised his hand to protect his ears and spoke loudly.

"No one is allowed to shut it down!"

Dropping the command, she turned around and picked up the marshmallow, which had shrunk to her feet in frighten by the music, and walked quickly upstairs with one hand over her ear.

She let out a sigh of relief after locking the marshmallow in her room, finding a pair of earplugs to stuff into her ears, and blocking out the headache-inducing roaring rock music.

She can't stand the music, and that guy definitely can't stand it!

After locking the marshmallow in his room to prevent it from being affected by Li Hannian's anger, Chu Nanxi went straight to the small living room on the second floor.

took out a few drinks from the refrigerator, hugged a bunch of snacks, and went straight to the piano room in the cold year.

This is the first time she has come to the piano room, and the piano room is larger than the study room in Li Hannian, and the decoration is minimalist.

On the shelves on both sides, according to the age and English name index of musicians, records of different musicians and different eras are neatly stacked.

From the oldest vinyl records to modern CDs, many of which are out of print.

Chu Nanxi strode over and casually pulled down a 1966 vinyl record from the shelf.

The hand was raised to throw it, and after thinking about it, he carefully put it back in its place.

Such an old record can still be preserved so well, this guy doesn't know how long to treasure, it's a pity to destroy it!

Turning her face and looking around, her gaze fell on the piano in the middle of the piano room.

A black grand piano is elegantly placed by the window by the lake.

On the body of the instrument, there are some music scores scattered together.

She walked over, her fingers gently caressing the body, and she smiled and narrowed her eyes.

If you help him wash the piano with a drink, this guy will definitely go crazy!

Flipping over the lid, Chu Nanxi took a bottle of drink and opened the pull ring, and raised his hand above the piano.

Seeing that the drink was about to flow out, he jerked back his fingers.

This piano looks like an antique piano, and the keys are all ivory, such a good thing must be worth a lot of money, and if it is broken, it will be troublesome.

With a frowning brow, she sat limply on the piano bench.

Chu Nanxi, you are a scumbag now.

Scumbag!

Scum up for me!

Out of the corner of his eye, he swept to the music sheet on his keys, and Chu Nanxi raised his lips badly.

The record is too precious, the piano is too precious, isn't there still a score?

Don't like others to move his score, right, then she has to move, anyway, these are papers, and they can't be lost if they are lost, as long as they don't get dirty and broken, they have no effect.

Standing up and carefully putting the drink aside, she pulled one out of it and glanced at it, stunned.