Yuan miao'e, on the other side, said to her son again, "Xiaoyuan, Miss Yi wants to listen to you play the piano. You can play it to miss Yi quickly!" this is an opportunity to do well!
Mu yuan's confusion was more obvious. He heard daddy and Mommy privately say that this is an opportunity for the family. If Miss Yi really likes his piano sound, their family can turn over in the future.
Daddy and Mommy are looking forward to it.
But he was afraid that his piano was only secretly learned by himself. In fact, he could only play a few songs. If he didn't play well and couldn't win the favor of Miss Yi, what should he do?
Yi Qianjin frowned slightly. She promised mommy not to be a bully. If Obuchi really didn't want to play the piano for her, "shall we exchange? I'll play one for you and you'll play one for me?"
Mu yuan was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect the other party to propose such an exchange.
What kind of sound will she play? He suddenly became curious.
"OK?" the beautiful apricot eyes looked at him with strong expectation.
A "good" word came out of his mouth.
When Yi Qianjin improvised, he turned to Ling and still left Yi Jin, "Daddy, Mommy, Xiaoyuan agreed. He was willing to play the piano for me."
With that, Yi Qianjin took the initiative to go to the piano already ready, sat down, probably the piano cover, pressed his white fingers on the keys and began to play.
The beautiful sound of the piano suddenly flowed in the room. Mu yuan listened to it in a daze.
It turned out that she played so well that she played better than anyone else he had heard of!
She can already play like this. Do you want to listen to him play the piano again? Suddenly, he felt ashamed.
The Mu family and his wife were also surprised. The little princess of the Yi family played so well, so can their son play the piano into each other's eyes?
When Yi Qianjin played the last sound, he stood up with a smile and looked forward to Mu yuan, "well, it's your turn."
Mu yuan walked to the piano, sat down and looked at the bright smile on Yi Qianjin's face.
He could feel that the other party really wanted to hear him play the piano.
But why? He didn't play the piano well. He was once said by other children of the same age to be poor and not fluent at all.
Turning back, he looked at the black and white keys in front of him, took a deep breath, and his fingers began to play on the keys.
What he played was chasing snow that Yi Qianjin heard that day. In some places, the piano sound still gave people a raw and not smooth feeling, but Yi Qianjin was very excited.
Although Ling still can't play the piano, over the years, she has heard many masters play, and her daughter practices the piano at home almost every day, so she can naturally hear the quality of the performance.
Although Mu yuan's piano sound is somewhat astringent, the sound feeling is excellent. As Xiao Jin said, it has a "lasting appeal". In this world, there are many people with good piano playing skills, but not many people can pop up a lasting appeal. No wonder Xiao Jin will be thinking about finding Mu yuan.
At the end of the song, Mu yuan looked nervous, but the light in Yi Qianjin's eyes was even more. He happily pulled up Mu yuan's hand, "Wow, you play very well! I like your piano!"
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