"Is that okay??" Su Xiaoli blinked a pair of big black and white eyes, looked at Song Manjing with longing and asked.

"Can ......"

Song Manjing took a deep breath, pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, then stood up straight, leaned the violin on her shoulder, held the bow in her right hand, raised her wrist slightly, and a cheerful and smooth song "Two Tigers" flowed out wantonly.

Su Mu was lying on his big bed, listening to the music downstairs that suddenly changed from a melodious world-famous song to a cheerful "Two Tigers", and couldn't help but open his eyes and glance at his door.

Well...... This music style, as soon as I heard it, Xiaoli asked someone to pull it.

Su Mu turned over a little helplessly, hugged his quilt, and planned to continue sleeping for a while.

After a while, the violin sound downstairs changed from "Two Tigers" to "Little Star", followed by "Happy Birthday", "Where is Spring", "Jingle Bells", ......

Su Mu couldn't help but roll his eyes, did Su Xiaoli use others as a jukebox? ?

After the performance of "Jingle Bells", there was no sound of the piano for a long time downstairs.

Su Mu felt a little puzzled in his heart, shouldn't it, according to Su Xiaoli's temperament, he should continue to play "The Little Girl Picking Mushrooms" and "Let's Swing the Sculls" at this time, why did it suddenly go silent? ?

He lay on the pillow and listened carefully again, and after making sure that there was no music downstairs, he simply closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

It was just that his eyes had just been closed for two seconds when there was a sudden sound of sawing wood downstairs.

It's the sound of sawing wood, but it's not particularly like it, it's probably more like the screams of killing chickens??

Su Mu opened his eyes abruptly and sat up from the bed with his arms propped up.

The crows of the chickens downstairs intensified, and he couldn't sleep peacefully.

Su Mu took a deep breath, grabbed his pajama jacket from the end of the bed, put it on quickly, and then pulled his slippers downstairs.

As soon as he went down a few flights of stairs, he unsurprisingly saw Su Xiaoli holding a violin in his hand, holding it around his neck, playing it very happily.

Behind her stood a girl in a white sweater, although she looked like she was laughing, but for some reason, Su Mu felt that the girl's heart should have burst into tears.

After Su Xiaoli finished playing a song in his own way, he raised his head to look at Song Manjing standing beside him and asked, "Sister Jingjing, why am I playing so ugly??" ”

"It's okay, when I first started learning the violin, it was like this." Song Manjing kept a smile on her face and comforted Su Xiaoli and said, "When I first started learning violin when I was a child, I didn't play very well. ”

"How many years has that sister played the violin??" Su Xiaoli asked her with curiosity in his eyes.

Song Manjing thought for a while, and then replied with a smile: "It's been almost more than 20 years, and I started learning to play the violin at the age of four. ”

"It's been more than 20 years!!" Su Xiaoli couldn't help but smack his lips, and said with a small face: "Do I have to pull for more than twenty years to be able to pull so well like my sister??" ”

"That's not necessary, you can play a decent piece after learning violin for a year or two." Song Manjing smiled, reached out and touched Su Xiaoli's head and said, "Don't worry." ”