The people who practiced in the music hall were all their own people, and each of them was a master, and Su Qianci was praised so much that his face turned red.

"It's really good," Song Yifan walked over, "how long have you been studying?" ”

"Uh...... Three years, four years, ......"

Of course, I learned it in my last life.

"After three or four years of study, you can have this level, this talent...... It's really a ......" The female pianist smiled and looked around, but it didn't break it, and everyone knew what it meant.

When Song Yifan heard the female pianist's words, his face flushed with excitement, "One more song?" We play together. ”

"Okay."

After a song, the tacit understanding between Song Yifan and Su Qianci was so good that it was like having cooperated in advance, and the fit was unbelievable.

"Good!" The female pianist clapped her hands, "Great, if it weren't for Brother Song not getting married, I would have thought you were his daughter!" ”

When Su Qianci heard this, she subconsciously glanced at Song Yifan.

"Don't talk nonsense." Although he said that, he had a smile on his face that could not be hidden.

Obviously, he liked to hear that.

Everyone present knew Song Yifan very well, and immediately someone shouted again: "It's really a bit like what you say, especially the face shape and mouth shape, you see." ”

"Yes, yes, it's really a bit like, you look at this, doesn't it look like the photo in Brother Song's wallet?"

"Like, shouldn't it be ......?"

Everyone's eyes looked at it.

Su Qianci smiled and did not speak.

Song Yifan was afraid that she would be unhappy, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, her mother's surname is Su." ”

"With my mother's last name? Where's your dad? There was a person with a cheap mouth, and he was glared at by Song Yifan.

Su Qianci didn't care, and said calmly: "I don't have a father, I have been left at the door of the orphanage by my mother since I was a child. ”

"Ah, it's so miserable, that's just right, you don't have a father, Brother Song has always wanted a daughter, or you can recognize him as a godfather."

"Bah, your godfather, don't you know that the godfather is very ambiguous now, our brother Song is a very good person, if you want to call it, you will also call it your father-in-law."

"Come, call the father!"

"Call the father-in-law, call the father-in-law!"

……

The commotion around him became louder and louder, Song Yifan was a little displeased, and said: "You guys are enough, Qianci is the guest I invited this time, the concert is about to start, see if you are still making trouble." ”

"Guest, do you mean to be on stage to play?" Someone's eyes lit up and he asked.

"Come on stage, the thousand porcelain violin is no worse than Anna, why don't you try it on stage?"

"What does Chiri think?"

Where his eyes converged, Su Qianci was a little nervous: "Will it cause you trouble?" I'm afraid I won't be able to pull ......."

And on this occasion, isn't it particularly important, right, the thing was destroyed by her, so what can I do?

"No, don't be nervous, just follow my rhythm when the time comes." The female pianist looked righteous, "Don't worry, your level is good, I'm optimistic about you." ”

To be honest, Su Qianci also wanted to go up and try it.

I dreamed of it.

In her previous life, she would never have had such an opportunity, but now she ...... Do you want to grasp it?

"It's okay," Song Yifan looked at her, "If you're nervous, don't play today, there will be a performance tomorrow morning." ”

"I'll go on," Su Qianci's little face was a little red, and her eyes were shining, "I want to try, is it okay?" ”

Song Yifan saw a little nervousness and eagerness in her eyes, and naturally stretched out his hand and rubbed her head like a child: "Silly girl, of course you can." ”

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(Po Sing Shek Academy)