Mr. Huang felt that Zhao Yuner's words were very interesting. After a slight stupor, he asked with Zhao yun'er, "casting pearls before swine? Miss yun'er, what do you mean? Don't you call yourself a cow

"No, this is just an analogy. I don't mean to be a cow. I mean Well Is it because you played it to a person who didn't understand the rhythm, so you felt very disappointed? After all, you want to find someone who can understand you. Unfortunately, you didn't find one... "

Zhao Yuner explained with a smile.

Hearing this, Mr. Huang felt thoughtful.

He didn't expect that Zhao Yuner could say these words with him.

Looking at Zhao Yuner's eyes, there is a trace of inquiry.

Zhao yun'er looked at him and said with a smile, "how, isn't it?"

Mr. Huang responded, pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "well, yes, but no matter whether yun'er girl understands or not, since she likes it, that's fine. I can continue to play it for you."

"Good ~"

Zhao yun'er is ready to go.

Since ancient times, she has not had any entertainment activities, such as some songs in the 21st century. She has never heard of them. This time, she just wants to let her ears enjoy themselves.

After all, in her previous life, she really liked these classical music.

Zhao yun'er sits aside, the sound of the piano continues to ring.

In addition to being pleasant to listen to, Zhao Yuner feels that the master's helplessness is reflected in the sound of the piano, as well as a trace of worry.

Zhao yun'er didn't know whether it was the music or the mood of the player.

Anyway, after listening to it, it was very exciting.

Zhao yun'er took another look at Mr. Huang. He closed his eyes, and there was no expression on his face.

However, it gives people a sense of loneliness never before.

Zhao yun'er seems to recognize the loneliness of Mr. Huang's heart.

His lips moved and looked at Mr. Huang. He wanted to say something. Finally, he swallowed back into his stomach. Instead of disturbing him, he continued to listen to him playing the piano.

Zhao yun'er has a trace of doubt in his heart. This man Why do you feel lonely?

Is it too high to be cold or

Zhao yun'er's heart suddenly startles, looks at Huang Gongzi, in the eye son flash surprised.

This man Maybe he is the emperor of today.

Mr. Huang

The Emperor

With the attitude of the county magistrate, Zhao Yuner feels that this is very likely.

Of course, she's just guessing, not completely sure.

Maybe Mr. Huang is not the emperor, but a member of the royal family.

Zhao Yuner feels that if he is the emperor, he should not be so young?

Besides, the emperor is in charge of everything. He certainly doesn't have the spare time to come to Yangcheng. Where is it like Mr. Huang

Zhao yun'er simply ruled out after a while, then felt that, should not be.

But look back, but still look for mu Lianfeng to ask, in case is, she can put the respect point.

If you can hold your thighs by then, you must hold them tightly.

After Huang Gong's bullet finished, Zhao Yuner's applause rang out.

"How does yun'er feel?" Mr. Huang asked.

Zhao Yuner nodded, "nice to hear! I don't understand the piano, I just feel it's good to hear

Mr. Huang was amused by Zhao yun'er, "you think it's good to hear it! This song is rarely played by me, and the girl is the first one to hear it. "

Zhao yun'er seemed a little flattered, "really?"

"Nature is true!"

"It's my pleasure, then."

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