It's a good thing to feel good for the first time.

Enter through the other entrance, go up to the second floor, and look down from the railing next to you to see a queue.

There are no fewer people, and no one has finished eating for so long? What are you doing when you turn your head to look out the door? Rich!

"Let's do it." Quan Yi pushed the menu to Langsheng, with a smile that did not show depths, and it was creepy.

Langsheng took over the menu, all in French.

What does that mean? Make her ugly or try the depth?

“Serveur。” Langsheng called the waiter in pure French, and the people below reflexively looked up and saw two people, their expressions uncontrollable.

"It's really Admiral Quan!"

"Hey, male god!"

"The little brother on the other side is really good, so white, I want to fan him."

"It's so eye-catching, it's so eye-catching, it's so pleasing to the eye."

The restaurant, which was not quiet in the first place, was so excited that it couldn't even report the menu.

Langsheng stood up suddenly, and a chopstick flew to the opposite wall, and all of a sudden, no one spoke.

“Je veux deux pâtes et deux verres de jus d'orange，Merci。” Langsheng and the others calmed down, and then ordered two pastas and two glasses of orange juice in French and the waiter.

It's so fluent, it's as smooth as a native language. Even the French waiter was no worse than the French, as if he had seen his compatriots.

Quan Yi raised his eyebrows, in a very good mood, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and half-hooked the corners of his mouth.

"What else are you going to do?" Quan Yi's words did not hide his interest in Langsheng.

"It's going to be more than you think."

Langsheng didn't want to answer at all, so he looked for this sentence to send him away, and then closed the menu.

The second floor is generally not allowed to be climbed, so you can only take pictures below, and many people are desperately standing on the table for a photo.

Langsheng glanced down indifferently, looked at Quan Yi, and said with a casual smile: "Dinner is always elegant, I play the piano, and you pay." ”

"Hmm." Quan Yi quickly gave an answer, and then he was a little puzzled, when did he say that she paid for it?

Langsheng got up and walked downstairs under everyone's attention.

Seeing her coming, they all made a way. The boy walked under the bandstage, smiled at the person playing on it, and said, "Borrow the piano." ”

The piano player stopped and stepped down silently, he had seen Langsheng play the piano, it was too professional.

This little brother can also play the piano?!

The onlookers were stunned, so 6? I speak French well, my grades are dazzling, and now even the piano is easy?

Did she learn these skills in her belly earlier than they did? Obviously not many years old, why is the gap worlds apart!

"Listen to what?" This question is not for everyone, it is for Quan Yi alone!

Quan Yi was still a little arrogant and turned his head, and his tone was very light: "The Romance of Love." ”

"The Romance of Love" is a gentle and romantic song, and this song can be regarded as a scene in this atmosphere.

Langsheng sat in front of the piano, a pair of jade white hands on the black and white piano keys, and gently closed his eyes. The temperament of the whole body has switched, very soft and gentle.

Her fingers are like hand molds, slender and well-defined. Her feelings are also infected with timbre, like a fantasy, a dream like a fairyland.

The gentle appearance of this little brother is about to melt their hearts, and there is no flaw in the piano music.

Quan Yi, who was on the second floor, had deep eyes and watched Langsheng play the piano. The kind of integrated feeling drove the atmosphere, and the gentle song was passed to everyone's ears and recorded in their minds.