Wanglan Restaurant was chartered today, but there was still an endless stream of guests who came, all of whom came for a dream of floating piano and "Winter Clothes Tune".

In the largest box in the restaurant, Ji Yuntong asked in a soft voice: "Alien, are you nervous?" ”

Li Shu kept staring at the piano case on the desk with low eyes, and shook his head slightly when he heard the words, "Back to Emperor Ji, Shu just hasn't practiced this piano score yet, and I'm afraid that I will lose the face of Emperor Ji in front of so many literati and elegant guests." ”

He felt bitter in his heart, has he become a show in front of everyone now?

There's nothing I can't do, it's just another layer of self-esteem.

When you first chose this path, weren't you already prepared?

"What are you afraid of?" Ji Yuntong snorted lightly, "With this palace here, who dares to say that your half point is not?" ”

"Besides, this palace believes in you, there will be no problem."

Qiao Sheng looked at the hour and reminded: "Emperor, the time has come, it's almost time to start." ”

Ji Yuntong said "um", looked at Lishu, who put on a mask and picked up the piano case, and slowly walked downstairs.

"Look, the sparse boy is down!"

In the midst of the commotion, he put down a dream floating piano with grace, stroked it with both hands, meditated for a moment, and a melodious tune spread, lingering in everyone's ears.

Everyone in the audience was bustling, and they all slowly quieted down with the sound of the piano, and the expressions on their faces were sometimes filled with righteous indignation, sometimes with tears and sadness, and sometimes with impassionedness, and they were completely intoxicated.

At the end of the song, many people swarmed around, one was to take a closer look at this famous dream floating piano, and the other was surprised by the song played by the alienation today, and the legendary male pet also had a different view.

After all, such a heart-wrenching piano sound, it is rare to interpret the feelings that "Cold Clothes Tune" wants to express vividly, and it is rare to be able to listen to it once.

There was only one person, dressed in a cyan embroidered robe, with a face as white as jade, who was originally sitting in the corner casually shaking the folding fan, and then slowly straightened his waist, his eyes staring at Lishu more and more hotly.

It wasn't until he finished playing that he came to his senses and wanted to get closer, but found that he couldn't squeeze it anymore, and his heart was so anxious that he could only stomp his feet on the spot.

Ji Yuntong sat in the box, and at Qiao Sheng's suggestion, he also saw the son in a green robe.

Chen Jingcheng, the son of the Hanlin Academy, is also the fish she wants to catch today.

How can a former best friend not be able to hear the sound of the piano, and suddenly a person who is so similar to the person he thought has passed away suddenly appears, how can he not rush to confirm it?

Ji Yuntong was relieved to see that today's goal had been achieved.

It's time to know the truth about the case of the head of the household.

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Chen Jingcheng was anxious for a while, eager to drive away all these people who were in the way, and then stepped forward to confirm whether this alienated son was ......

I don't know who stepped on him, and the pain suddenly made Chen Jingqing wake up a little.

Yes, whether he is or not, in such a public, he can't directly step forward and take off the other party's mask, nor can he ask questions.

If he was, wouldn't he have ruined his friend's hard work to hide his identity by rushing forward impulsively, and if he wasn't, he would have to be accused of colliding with the emperor's male pet.

Chen Jingcheng forced himself to calm down, this matter must be done cautiously.

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[Ji Yuantong: Today is a fishing master]