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It was peak hour again. Liu Zihui had asked her family's driver to come and pick her up, but the driver was blocked, so she had to pack a black head to drive away.

"You idiot …" Han Muyun sighed and said helplessly, "Hurry over. The party is over at 10: 00 PM, and it's our show at 9: 30 PM." If you're late, you're dead. "

Han Sifeng was about to speak when Liu Zihui suddenly grabbed her phone and threw it into her bag.

"It's Han Muyun …" Seeing her hang up the phone and turn it off, Han Sifeng immediately remembered Han Muyun's furious expression.

"Of course I know it's him." Liu Zihui raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Don't worry about him. Even if there's no traffic jam, we're in no hurry to get there first." You know, the most important protagonists all appear at the right time. "

She was prepared to let them wait.

The crowd was waiting impatiently as they muttered in their hearts about why they hadn't gone up on stage yet. Only then did they start paying attention to Han Sifeng.

This was the best time to go on stage.

Han Sifeng didn't understand what Liu Zihui meant?

When it was 9: 30, she finally understood what Liu Zihui meant — it was only until 9: 30 that she arrived outside the school's auditorium.

He could clearly hear the host's voice from inside – "Next, please enjoy the piano performance …"

"Look, it's time." Liu Zihui had a smile on his lips as he spoke in a neither fast nor slow manner.

"We're going to be late!" Han Sifeng held up his skirt and ran onto the stage in a hurry.

"Don't panic, take your time." Liu Zihui rolled his eyes and pulled Han Sifeng back. "Pay attention to your temperament."

"Please play Han Sifeng, Han Muyun."

The venue erupted in applause, mixed with the shrieks of the girls — all for Han Muyun.

This venue was very large and could accommodate three thousand people. Now, not only were all the seats filled, there were also many students from other schools who had come to watch the show. The corners of the seats were all filled with people.

Liu Zihui and a group of girls opened a path for Han Sifeng, afraid that she would go too fast and damage her makeup.

However, the crowd who were crowded along the aisle, upon seeing the domineering Liu Zihui, immediately stepped aside to make way for him.

Then, he looked at the beautiful young girl wearing a white dress behind her and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

It seemed like … I've never seen such a beautiful girl in school.

Could she be a school beauty from another school?

However, it looked a little familiar …

"Han Sifeng!"

"Ya, she's Han Sifeng!"

Han Sifeng really wanted to cover his face with a piece of cloth. He never looked at himself in the mirror and saw the shocked expressions on his face. He was really worried that Han Muyun would kick him down.

"Please, Han Sifeng, come on stage!" "Han Sifeng?" The host called out twice, but Han Muyun was already standing by the piano, but he still didn't appear.

The crowd began to stir.

Everyone was discussing below. Some of them even stood up and looked around.

Although everyone knew Han Sifeng's name, they rarely really paid attention to her.

Her name, as Han Muyun's elder sister, was remembered.

Otherwise, with Han Sifeng's usual low profile and common sense, no one would know about her.

Right now, her radiant little brother was standing on the stage with an indifferent expression as he endured the wild screams of the girls.

"Eh, the ensemble player Han Sifeng doesn't seem to have appeared …" A few people whispered to each other on the other end of the microphone, "It can't be changed, can it? Who knows this piano piece?"

"..." Ouyang Qingxue seemed to be able to do it, so she hurried over to invite her over … "

The host was also extremely busy. He even forgot to turn off the mic. Even though it was spoken in a low voice, it could still be heard clearly in the chaotic auditorium.

How outrageous! How could there be such an irresponsible host!

A sneer surfaced on Liu Zihui's face as she continued to hold back Han Sifeng, who was trying to speed up his pace.

Han Sifeng saw Han Muyun standing by the piano. Although his expression didn't show joy or anger, he could feel that he was angry.

"My apologies, but there was a sudden change. This time, the ensemble was changed to …" The host cleared his throat and was about to announce his name when a shout came from the auditorium.

"Han Sifeng is here." Liu Zihui said loudly.

The host was surprised for a moment, and the staff immediately had the lighting master chase him down.

A beam of light chased him and landed on Han Sifeng, who had just walked to the center of the venue.

This position was just right. He could slowly, and beautifully, walk onto the stage under the astonished gazes of those who were gaping in shock!

Liu Zihui's calculations were accurate. When she heard the silence around her, she smiled proudly.

They were all shocked, right?

Do you think that you're blind?

Such a beautiful Han Sifeng, usually hid behind Han Muyun, had not been closely examined by anyone.

The lights moved slowly along with Han Sifeng, covering the corridor that was filled with people, and they couldn't help but open up a path for her.

The girls who were screaming for Han Muyun also quieted down as they craned their necks to look at the young girl in a pure white dress.

Under the strong light, she seemed to have been carved out of white jade. Her pair of eyes were incredibly bright, as if the sun, moon, and stars were circulating brilliantly inside.

"Han Sifeng …" Han Muyun said her name in a low voice. After being surprised, a trace of anger flashed across his eyes.

Who is it... Let her beauty show itself in front of the crowd?

He had carefully protected her for many years because he didn't want others to peek at her purity and gentleness.

But at this moment, Han Xifeng had long hair that hung down to his shoulders. His white skirt was even whiter than snow, and his somewhat round face was brightly colored by his slanted bangs.

Who got this damn dress?

It made her appear like a white lotus in the wind. With every step she took, her graceful posture would sway and her beautiful figure would undoubtedly appear.

"It really is Han Sifeng …"

"I was just saying that Han Muyun's sister … "It must be pretty, but you guys didn't notice …"

"The Han family's genes are too good, right?"

After a long period of silence, everyone finally began to whisper among themselves.

Especially the boys in Han Sifeng's class, their eyeballs were about to fall out.

Normally, Han Sifeng would keep his head down and study, always wearing a loose uniform. Every time he was treated fiercely by Han Muyun …

Everyone thought that she was just a gentle person who would be bullied. Who would have thought that when she raised her head, she would be so eye-catching?

"Han Sifeng is here." When they got off the stage, Liu Zihui pushed Han Sifeng up.

Han Sifeng stood firmly on his high heels as his body swayed forward.

A pair of slender hands stretched out to support her before she shook her body.

Damn it!

She was even wearing high heels!

No wonder you feel so graceful when you walk...

"Please give a round of applause to Han Sifeng!" Only then did the host come back to his senses and hurriedly said.

Applause and whistles immediately rose up from below. Everyone was clearly stunned by today's Han Sifeng.

Han Muyun pulled her to the side of the piano and bowed gracefully. Her gaze suddenly swept over a spot and her face immediately darkened.

She … She was completely naked behind her back!

Although there was a layer of soft muslin, under the strong light, the small waist of a butterfly could clearly be seen. Especially the curve of the lower part of the spine; it was enough to make people want to spurt out nosebleeds.

No wonder that group of boys were whistling and drooling just now!

Han Muyun almost immediately moved to the outside of her body. Without caring about what others thought, he wrapped his arm around her waist, trying to block out the view behind her.

Liu Zihui stood below the stage and sneered, "Tsk, the protection is so obvious. I'm afraid Ouyang Qingxue is going to die from anger!"

"Handsome and good-looking Liangliang, you really look like a husband and wife!" Bebe said excitedly.

"Nonsense, can siblings not look like each other?" Luoluo rolled her eyes, her gaze continuing to wander over Han Muyun. "Hui Hui, your predecessor really was quite good."

Han Muyun wore a white tailcoat, he was as handsome as a prince.

"When did my eyesight change?" Liu Zihui said disdainfully.

Han Sifeng sat in front of the piano and looked at Han Muyun, who was standing beside him.

In his eyes, there was undisguised dissatisfaction and anger.

Looks like I'm going to be scolded tonight …

Han Sifeng lowered his eyes apologetically. There was no other way. It was all because of Liu Zihui's decision …

When Han Sifeng saw his shadow on the white lacquer piano, he was also stunned.

She did not take a good look at her face as she was in a hurry.

At this moment, the face reflected on the piano, although the same bright eyes and white teeth, between the brows, one could see elegance.

As expected … It was as bare as the air!

It only slightly accentuated the glow in his eyes, smeared on lipstick and lightly brushed away some makeup on his face, before turning into a … So beautiful, this was not scientific!

"Are you done?" Han Muyun also saw her staring blankly at the reflection of the piano. It seemed like she didn't even look at herself properly before coming out.

Han Sifeng quickly gathered himself, took a deep breath and nodded in understanding.

The song goes through the night and gently flies to you...

Flexible notes trickled down from the delicate fingers of the piano, interspersed with the gentle timbre of the violin.

Darling, don't worry, darling, don't worry.

Do you hear the nightingale singing? She is pleading with you, she wants to express my love with that sweet song. She can understand my expectations, the difficulties of love, the difficulties of love.

On the dazzling piano, Han Sifeng's pure profile was as quiet as if it had never existed.

She couldn't see the faces of the audience below the stage. She could only see Han Muyun standing outside her, head to the side, playing the violin.

He saw his lips gradually rising and the gentleness in his eyes.

Schubert's serenade was saying —

Dear, may you listen to my song, bring happiness love, bring happiness love...

Happiness.

Love.

When the last note landed, the auditorium was so quiet it was suffocating.

After a long time, sparse applause rang out. Following which, waves after waves of applause rang out.

Not just for music...

Liu Zihui was right. How many of these audiences would actually listen to the music?

They just want a feast of vision.

For Han Sifeng and Han Muyun to stand together on the stage was enough to conquer their eyes.

Wonderful music is just background.

And the most fascinating part was the way the beauty played the piano.

Han Sifeng looked at Han Muyun, who was looking at him with praise in his eyes.

Finally … Was the curtains closed perfectly?