Lu Mingyu's band played in the square in front of the mall. He played the drums, a guitarist, an electronic keyboard, and a singer. The four of them perform their own duties, although they are not professional, but their level is passable.

There are also many spectators who watch the excitement around them, taking videos with their mobile phones.

Lu Mingyu ran over quickly, stuffed the guitar into his friend's hand, and said with a smile: "Don't break it again this time!" This is my boss's, and if it is broken, I will have to pay for it! ”

"Got it, got it, don't talk nonsense, the audience has to wait, let's start."

"OK, which one?"

"Just the one I just practiced yesterday-" Lu Mingyu was stunned as soon as he was halfway through his words. He looked ahead blankly, the girl in the camel-colored long tweed coat, wasn't it Zhao Mengyao?

Seeing that Zhao Mengyao's cheeks were red and the corners of her eyes were slightly drunk, she swayed away from the crowd and walked straight to Lu Mingyu, and smiled with a little naivety: "I want to play the piano." ”

The friends on the side didn't recognize Zhao Mengyao, thinking that she was a member of the enthusiastic audience, and seeing how beautiful she looked, they all teased kindly: "Little sister, when my brother finishes performing, how about teaching you to play the piano?" There is no charge. ”

It was the first time Lu Mingyu had seen Zhao Mengyao like this.

In the past, Zhao Mengyao was either gentle and cold in the spring breeze, or calm and resolute, this was the first time he saw this beautiful young girl's eyes blurred and her smile charming.

When Zhao Mengyao swayed past him, Lu Mingyu smelled a hint of wine.

Drunk?

Zhao Mengyao walked straight to the boy who was playing the electronic piano on the side, this time she didn't even say hello, she pushed him away directly, and said stubbornly: "I want to play the piano." ”

The boy looked inexplicable, although the girl in front of him was very cute, but it didn't mean that he could be so rude.

They're getting ready to perform, don't you see this woman?

He was about to lose his temper, but Lu Mingyu hurriedly walked over and stopped him: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Xiaoquan, this is my friend, she should be ...... Drunk. ”

Wei Quan listened to his explanation, and said suspiciously: "Drunk? After speaking, he took a look with his eyes, and sure enough, he saw that the corners of Zhao Mengyao's eyes and eyebrows were infected with blurry drunkenness, her lips were gorgeous, and her little face was beautiful.

couldn't help blushing slightly, looked away and said, "If you're drunk, you're drunk, what kind of drunkenness is coming to us." We're going to put on a show. ”

When Lu Mingyu was about to say something, Zhao Mengyao behind him had already started to play regardless of it.

Zhao Mengyao is actually not a calm and self-contained person.

She has only been accustomed to all kinds of misfortunes befalling her since she was a child, so she has developed a pampered temperament that is not shocked, and she is able to digest grief and anger by herself.

Her way to deal with negative emotions is music.

Playing the piano, to be exact.

It was Teacher Xiao Yu who taught her to play the piano in junior high school, which gave her the means to relieve her sorrows. When she was in junior high school, Xiao Yu had the key to the music classroom.

If Zhao Mengyao encounters something sad, it happens to be a weekend, and she will play the piano in the music classroom all day. Everything, Beethoven, Chopin, Mozart...... Or play improvised, turn all your emotions into notes, and vent them. Until your arms are too tired to lift them and you can't play another note. The latest chapter of "Forced Marriage: The President's Favorite Wife Routine Deep Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.