Ye Xia is wearing a white shirt today, accompanied by a black knee-length A-line skirt on the lower body, and the hem of the shirt is tucked into the skirt.

With a slender and elegant neck, her exposed skin was white and shiny, and she sat in front of the piano with an excellent temperament, even if she hadn't raised her hand to press the keys, she had already made everyone hold their breath, for fear of disturbing the beauty of this moment.

That's his daughter-in-law, the woman who wants to live with him for the rest of his life, and his lover!

Lu Xiangbei looked at the shadow on the stage stupidly, his heart was full of pride and pride, and he didn't know that there was a person like him at this time, staring at the figure sitting in front of the piano stupidly, his eyes did not blink, for fear of missing any of her subtle moves.

The sunlight happened to shine on the piano through the glass window, and sprinkled on Ye Xia's body, making the piano and one person on this stage look extremely eye-catching in the huge Cultural Palace.

The lid was opened, and her breathing was imperceptibly adjusted, and she raised her hand, and at this moment, her ten fingers seemed to be endowed with magical power, lightly placed on the black and white piano keys, and the next moment, smart, jumping notes poured out from her fingertips and from the stage, accompanied by the sound of the piano, she opened her lips: "Where is happiness, O friend, tell you, it is not in the shade of the willows...... It's hard work, it's hard work......"

The singing voice is clear and pleasant, the piano sound is moving, the fingertips are powerful, and the strength is transformed, Ye Xia sang while playing with a smile: "...... Yes! Happiness is in your crystal sweat...... Where is happiness, O friend, to tell you, it is not in the moonlight, nor in sleep, it is in careful cultivation...... Yes! Happiness is in your glittering wisdom......"

The light and bright notes beat at her fingertips, she played attentively, sang attentively, every movement, every pronunciation, as if she had been guided by a famous artist, and the audience felt in a trance that they were not in the Cultural Palace, but in the sacred music hall, feeling the strings of beautiful notes, feeling the moving singing, feeling this song, this song washing the ears like flowing water, nourishing the heart.

When the last note fell, Ye Xia got up, the audience applauded, she bowed twice to the audience, a smile looking back, innocent and warm, like a young child who is not stained with mundane things, vaguely, a little shyness flashed from the bottom of her eyes.

Mu Yun stood behind the curtain on the side of the stage, her eyes full of shock and disbelief the moment Ye Xia took the stage.

What about the peasant woman who said she was good, and the illiterate who said she was good?

Why did she see such a beautiful, intellectual, and confident woman?!

With a smile on his face all the time, he was not in a hurry, he looked ahead, walked out of the aisle step by step, walked onto the stage, ignored everyone's gaze, did not retreat, and took the stage calmly, sitting in front of the piano with great elegance.

With her eyes wide open, Mu Yun stared at Ye Xia deadly, staring at the beautiful and smiling face, listening to the melodious piano sound that she had never heard before, listening to the clear and pleasant singing, what did she do?

What did she do? Her face hurt so much, she was beaten by herself, and the hot pain spread from her face to every nerve ending in her body.

The applause continues, one minute passes, two minutes pass, and the applause still continues,