Chapter 442

The layout of this cafe is similar to that of the former one opened by sumier. Similarly, there is a small stage in the cafe, on which there is a Steinway piano of great value.

Unfortunately, it's only three o'clock in the afternoon. There should be a pianist in the evening.

To be honest, he missed the days when he worked in the coffee shop. He was full and satisfied.

Thinking of this, he had an impulse to play a piece.

So he beckoned to a waitress and called her over.

"Hello sir, what do you need?"

The waitress is very polite. Although song Yan is generally dressed, she has a very attractive temperament. Therefore, after Song Yan came to this cafe, several waitresses secretly looked at him.

Song Yan smiled at her: "can I borrow the piano in your shop to play a piece?"

"This...?"

The waitress can't help showing the color of embarrassment, because this piano is not an ordinary piano, but a valuable piano worth hundreds of thousands, and the user of this piano is the female boss of this coffee shop, so she has no right to make decisions at all, just showing the color of embarrassment.

Seeing the embarrassment on the other side's face, song Yan's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of disappointment and said, "it doesn't matter, I just ask casually." If he wants to play a song, it's only his temporary intention. Since people don't agree with him, he won't force it.

The waitress felt song Yan's disappointment. She couldn't help but hesitated and said, "wait, sir. I'll ask our boss."

"Thank you then."

"It doesn't matter." The waitress blushed a little and felt her heart beat faster. She turned and ran away.

"Xiaomin, what did that handsome guy call you and say? He didn't ask for your phone number?" As soon as the waitress returned to the work area, she was surrounded by three waitresses.

"Wow, Xiao Min's face is red. There must be something fishy." Another waiter shouted.

Hearing the teasing from her colleagues, Xiaomin was a little complacent. She said angrily, "don't talk nonsense. That handsome guy wants to play a piano by our yueyuejie."

"Wow, I'm still a young man of literature and art. I'm so handsome and have temperament. I can even play the piano. If it's my boyfriend, it's good." Hearing Xiaomin's words, the full-bodied waiter exclaimed.

"Well, I'll report to Yueyue now."

Xiaomin is worried that song Yan has been waiting for a long time, so she immediately runs to the boss's office.

Soon, Xiaomin came to the office.

In the office, a short haired woman in her early twenties, with delicate skin and delicate features, is lying on the sofa, pretending to sleep. In the computer speakers in the office, a piano music is playing circularly. The name of the music is blue and white porcelain.

Hearing the sound of pushing the door, shangguanyue, who was sleeping, opened his eyes and asked gently, "Xiaomin, what's the matter?"

Although she is the owner of this coffee shop, she never regards the girls under her hand as employees, but regards them as friends, so the relationship between them is very good.

"Sister Yueyue, a guest wants to borrow your piano to play a piece." Xiaomin is a little worried. Although Yueyue is very kind to them and regards them as friends, they all know that Yueyue is very valuable to this piano. She refused to borrow it from many customers.

Wen Yan, shangguanyue's show eyebrows wrinkled slightly. It's reasonable to say that Xiaomin would refuse such a request if a guest asked for it. How could she come to ask for instructions? Is there anything special about this guest?

"Xiaomin, to be honest, is this guest special?"

"Nothing special, just some handsome." Xiaomin's cheeks are reddish.

"It's not some handsome, it should be very handsome, otherwise how could you come to ask me for instructions?" Shangguanyue joked.

"Sister Yueyue, i...!" Xiaomin's face became cramped.

"All right." Shangguanyue sat up on the sofa and waved: "let's go and show me. If he's really handsome, why don't you lend him a song?"

Listen to the last officer month so said, Xiao Min can not help but show the color of joy: "thank you, sister Yue, you are so good."

"Don't thank me until I check the goods."

Shangguanyue follows Xiaomin to the work area. Then she points to song inkstone sitting at the window and says, "sister Yueyue, that's him."

Shangguanyue looks down her fingers, just as song Yan looks back, feels her eyes, and smiles at her and Xiaomin.

When she saw song Yan's face clearly, shangguanyue could not help showing a trace of error and surprise. Then, surprise and excitement suddenly bloomed on her face. Then, she walked quickly to song Yan.

Seeing this scene, the waitress nearby couldn't help joking to Xiaomin: "Xiaomin, you're finished, and our Yueyue sister is also interested in that handsome guy. You're done."

Hearing the jokes from colleagues, Xiaomin was a little lost, and at the same time, she wondered why yueyuejie's reaction was so big. You know, yueyuejie is usually very reserved.When shangguanyue came to Songyan, he felt nervous and said with a stiff smile, "Hello, my name is shangguanyue, the owner of this coffee shop."

"Hello, Miss Shangguan. Please take a seat." Song Yan points to the position opposite him with a smile.

"Thank you." Shangguanyue nodded his head and sat down opposite him. He stared at him intensely and said, "presumptuous question, are you master song Yansong?"

Song Yan is slightly stunned, and then says, "I am song Yan, but not a master."

Song Yan admitted that shangguanxue's expression was more and more surprised. He said happily, "Hello, master song, I'm your fan. I've heard every piano music you played, especially the blue and white porcelain. I can't get tired of hearing it. I have to hear it several times every day."

It turns out that song Yan, a fan of his own piano, was a little surprised.

"Thank you."

"Master song, can you sign for me?" Shangguanyue asked with some trepidation.

"Of course, you can call me song Yan. Don't call me master song. I'm not used to it."

"Just a moment. I'll get the pen and paper."

"OK."

After a while, shangguanyue handed a pen and a notebook to song Yan.

Song Yan takes a pen and writes a line on his notebook: I wish shangguanyue happy every day - Song Yan.

Taking back the notebook, shangguanyue looked at the line and smiled contentedly: "thank you, master song. By the way, I have a little request. Do you know if I can...?"

"Please tell me."

"I'd like to hear if you can play blue and white porcelain once in person?"

"Of course." Song Yan smiles and nods, then gets up and walks to the Steinway piano.