The 99th Divorce

In the concert hall, all of them are self-executed, and each one is a master. Su Qianci was praised with a blush.

"Really good," Song Yifan walked over, "How long have you been studying?"

"Uh ... three years, four years ..."

Of course, I learned it in my last life.

"You can have this level after three or four years of learning. This talent ... really deserves ..." The female piano player smiled and looked around, but it didn't break, and all around knew what it meant.

Song Yifan heard the female piano player's words, and her face turned red with excitement. "One more time? Our ensemble."

"it is good."

After a song came down, Song Yifan's tacit understanding with Su Qianci was as good as it had been in advance. It was unbelievable.

"Good!" The female piano player clapped her hands. "It's great. If it wasn't because Brother Song wasn't married, I thought you were his daughter!"

Su Qianci heard this and subconsciously glanced at Song Yifan.

"Don't talk nonsense." Although the words said so, there was a smile that couldn't be concealed.

Obviously, he liked to listen to this.

The people present at the scene knew Song Yifan very well, and someone immediately shouted, "It's a bit like what you said, especially the face shape and the mouth shape. Look.

"Yes, it's really a bit like, you look at this look, doesn't it look like the photo in Brother Song's wallet?"

"Like, maybe ..."

Everyone's eyes are over.

Su Qianci smiled and said nothing.

Song Yifan was afraid that she was not happy, and said: "Don't talk nonsense, her mother's surname is Su."

"What's your mother's surname? What about your father?" A person with a cheap mouth was glared by Song Yifan.

Su Qianci didn't care, and said frankly: "I didn't have a father, but I was thrown by my mother in front of the orphanage since I was a child."

"Ah, it's so miserable, that's right, you don't have a dad, Brother Song always wanted a daughter, or you should recognize him as a godfather."

"Bah your godfather, don't you know that godfather is very ambiguous now, our brother Song is a big good person, and he is also called the righteous father."

"Come, call your righteous father!"

"Call your uncle, call your uncle!"

...

The sound of coaxing around was growing louder, and Song Yifan was a little displeased, saying: "You are enough, Qianci is the guest I invited this time, the concert will start soon, see you are still making trouble.

"Guest, do you mean you can play on stage?" Someone asked with a bright eye.

"Come on stage, the Qianci porcelain violin is no worse than Anna, why not try it on stage?"

"Thousands of porcelain?"

Su Qianci was a little nervous at the point where his eyes converged: "Will it cause trouble to you? I'm afraid I can't pull well ..."

And on this occasion, isn't it particularly important, right? The thing was destroyed by her, what should I do?

"No, don't be nervous, just follow my rhythm." The female piano player looked right. "Relax, your level is good, I'm optimistic about you."

To be honest, Su Qianci also wanted to try it.

I dream about it.

She couldn't have had such a chance in her previous life. Now... Do you want to grasp it?

"It's okay," Song Yifan looked at her. "If you feel nervous, don't play today. There will be a performance tomorrow morning."

"I'm going," Su Qianci's face was a little red, and her eyes were shining brightly. "I want to try it, is it okay?"

Song Yifan saw her eyes popping out nervously and eagerly, smiled, and naturally stretched out her hand, rubbing her head like a child: "Silly girl, of course."

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[I fell asleep accidentally, and with the permission of the two hosts, Jiajian was postponed until tomorrow * ^ V ^ * Hey, continue to ask for a recommendation ticket]