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Have to say, Wen Ya should be carefully studied these actions and modulate it very skilled.

In less than a few minutes, Wen Ya modulated a cup of cocktails, then handed Zhang Feng, whispered: "How do you taste it?"

Zhang Feng hesitated, and then reached out and took a wine glass, smiled and said: "It seems that it seems to be not bad ..."

"This thing can't look like, you have to taste it ..."

Wen Ya softly said.

"Then I will taste it!"

Zhang Feng took back and then drunk a bit.

"How? How is it?"

Wen Ya is looking forward to Zhang Feng asked.

"It seems to be true, but I don't drink very much, so I am not very clear about it."

Zhang Feng was very seriously evaluated.

"You don't understand cocktails at all. If you exchange other professionals, you will definitely taste my level ..."

Wen Ya's evaluation of Zhang Feng seems to be a little unsatisfactory, and said with a small mouth.

"..."

And Zhang Feng smiled faint and did not say much.

"Zhang Feng, I teach you to modulate the cocktail?"

At this time, it was warm and blinking, and the sound of Zhang Feng said.

"No, I am not interested in this thing ..."

Zhang Feng thoughtfully shook his head softly.

"Oh, I tell you this thing is especially simple, and we are idle, I will teach you ..."

Wen Ya and Zhang Feng began to teach Zhang Feng to modulate some simple cocktail.

Although Zhang Feng is not very interested in this kind of thing, there is no matter when Zhang Feng is only worn, so it will learn Wenya.

But at this time, a very melodious piano sounded.

It is necessary to know that Zhang Feng will only have two instruments in this life, one is a piano, and the other is a guzheng.

These two instruments have been teach him when Zhang Feng mother is still alive, so Zhang Feng is very sensitive to the voice of these two instruments. Now Zhang Feng has rarely touching these two instruments, the reason is that Zhang Feng as long as I heard the voice of the piano with the guzheng, I will think of my mother.

And Zhang Feng seems to be attracted by the sound of the piano, slowly turned to look at the position of the stage.

I saw a young man who was expressing seriously playing the ninth symphony of Beethoven.

Zhang Feng is able to listen, this youth should be very high, but it is not particularly serious when playing this song.

"You can understand the piano?"

Wenya saw that the expression on Zhang Feng face seems to have changed, and he couldn't help but asked Zhang Feng.

"I know a little, and I can listen to this person is not bad ..."

Zhang Feng returned back.

"Of course, this person is a piano master in our school. He has also taken a global piano competition runner-up ..."

Wen Ya was finished, the expression on the face was a bit different, then slowly slowed down.

And Zhang Feng at this time, all the attention is placed on the piano, and there is no attention to the changes on the warm face at all.

After almost half an hour, everyone performs almost the same, only the remaining Zhang Feng is not performing with the warmth.

"What kind of song is you planning?"

Zhang Feng asked with Wen Ya.

"How is the song" "For the rest of the rest"? "

Wen Ya hesitated and looked at Zhang Feng asked.

Zhang Feng heard the Wen Ya, I couldn't help but say it, then I said that I didn't understand: "Sister, what song is this? How did I have heard?"

"Oh, how do you so old, such a fire song, you haven't heard it! Forget it, you will sing me casually, I chose this song to stimulate Xiao Jinghui, I think he heard this The song will definitely can't stand it. When he will take the initiative to find you, you will give me a hit! "

Wen Yacheng said with Zhang Feng.

After Zhang Feng heard the Wen Ya, the expression on his face was very helpless. I don't know what to say.

If you don't know what is going on, Zhang Feng will definitely feel that Xiao Jinghui must have done what is more excessive than non-gifts, or Wen Ya will not be so big to be so resentful.

At this time, Zhao Kaiqi stepped on the warmth of the high heels and then rushed to Wen Ya: "Xiaoya, the performances are almost the same, now you will follow Zhang Feng, you are interested together What is it still performed separately? "

"I will sing with Zhang Feng intends to sing together, how do you think?"

Wen Ya laughs and laughs.

"Okay, sing!"

Zhao Kaiki nodded.

And Wen Ya took the initiative to take Zhang Feng's hand to go on the stage.

Soon, the music sounded.

Wenya begins to sing with music, and Zhang Feng is not a song, so he is a placement on the stage.

The lyrics are very sweet and affectionate, and then in conjunction with the warmth of the acting, they have always included Zhang Feng. Everyone will send it to the heart. It feels that Wenya to Zhang Feng must be true love.

But who can think of it, Zhang Feng is only less than three days with Wen Ya, and all this is Wen Ya.

After Xiao Jinghui sitting on the sofa, after seeing this scene, the expression on his face was more angry.

Because for a long time, Xiao Jinghui has always regarded Wen Ya as his own woman, and Wen Ya is just a time, but it is a time problem.

But now I have a lot of Zhang Feng, Xiao Jinghui completely does not have a way to accept her beloved woman with another man.

The previous Xiao Jinghui also suppressed his anger in his heart, but he couldn't control it at this time. He felt that he did not show up, it was estimated that two people had been married in a few days.

Just when Xiao Jinghui was angry, the music stopped.

"Dear ..."

"Pro one!"

Everyone has started shouting loudly.

After hearing the words of everyone, the expression on the face is somewhat hard, although she can take the initiative to take Zhang Feng's hand, or do some intimate move with Zhang Feng.

But Wen Ya just just regards these behaviors as acting, because this is very normal when playing.

But if you kiss, it is unlikely.

After all, Wen Ya is never played.

And Zhang Feng doesn't know how it should be good. After all, Zhang Feng is not a professional actor, although he is pretending to pretend to be a young boyfriend, but does not mean Zhang Feng without the bottom line.