Lin Nan was not in a hurry.

The sight that comes from betting off the stage just makes him more focused.

The fingers gently slid over the black and white keys, and the touch of the fingertips looked like an old friend who had been reunited after a long time.

Below.

Some people look forward to it.

Someone shook his head repeatedly.

Some people disdain.

Ling Yuhan had turned around and looked at Lin Nan who was sitting in front of the piano on the stage, frowned slightly.

He really wants to play a song?

Song Yuanke's eyes were cold and he could not wait to go forward and tidy up the boy named Lin Nan in public.

He talks about piano?

He is worthy, too?

Wait for everyone to sit down.

The venue became quiet again.

Lin Nan's fingers fell on the keys.

Dingdengdengdengdengdengdengdengdeng...

Dingdeng...dingdeng...

The sound of piano flowed out from Lin Nan's fingertips.

The pleasant sound of the piano is straightforward and neat, without any delay.

The sound falls into people's ears, like the stream passing through the mountains, refreshing the heart.

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When Fu Haochen heard the sound, his eyes lit up.

Li Haoyu was dissatisfied, but suddenly he looked stunned.

Li Qingci looked up at him, slightly surprised.

Shi Qing and Sun Hong looked at each other, and they saw shock from each other's eyes.

How is this possible?

This Lin Nan...

When will you play the piano?

He obviously can't even afford a piano!

Lu Dan, who was sitting there with a worried face, was also shocked.

When did your son play the piano?

Could it be...

Is it trained by the company when I am a trainee?

The sound of the piano is melodious.

The prelude alone will cheer everyone up.

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"Impossible..."

Ling Yuhan opened his beautiful eyes wide, murmured in his words, and his mind buzzed: "How could he play the piano!"

“What’s going on?”

Song Yuanke was stunned and then reacted: "He may be so slightly superficial, and this is a song, and it is useless to have a prelude alone!"

"No matter how good the prelude is, if the later collapses, what's the point?"

Song Yuanke's words made Ling Yuhan nod and took a deep breath.

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On the stage, Lin Nan had already sunk into music.

He leaned closer to the microphone and closed his eyes slightly.

The gentle singing came out in time.

"The plain embryo outlines the blue and white pen tip to turn light

The peony depicted in the bottle is like your first makeup

I understand the thoughts of Ranran Sandalwood through the window

The pen on rice paper is put halfway there."

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The crisp and melodious song came out.

Everyone below couldn't help but look at each other.

Everyone saw shock from the other party's eyes.

The vegetative embryo outlines blue and white.

Peony depicted by the bottle.

Random sandalwood penetrates through the window.

A pen on rice paper.

A few simple lyrics, paired with gentle tunes.

In just a moment, a beautiful ancient scene was left in everyone's heart.

The perfect combination of lyrics and music instantly brings about an unstoppable artistic beauty!

From this point alone, it has far exceeded the bottle of time!

Song Yuanke was even killed instantly!

Li Qingci opened her eyes wide and looked over there.

Unbelievable!

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"Glaze color renders the charm of the lady's pictures and is hidden privately

And your sweet smile is about to be released

Your beauty is gone

Go to a place where I can't go."

Lin Nan raised his head and closed his eyes slightly.

On the empty stage, there are only piano and boys.

He seemed to be in a small town in Jiangnan, and saw the woman walking in front of the bluestone slabs and holding an umbrella, looking back and smiling.

Like a flower in bud.

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The expression on Li Haoyu's face has completely changed.

Fu Haochen was surging and unconsciously clenched his fists slightly.

Shi Qing was stupid.

Sun Hong's short and fat body suddenly didn't know what to do.

The audience held their breath!

Who says porcelain is just porcelain?

No matter how stupid those present are, they can understand the taste.

This is simply combining porcelain and love.

There is no such song in this world!

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"The sky is blue waiting for mist and rain, and I'm waiting for you

Smoke rises in the cooking stove, thousands of miles across the river

Writing the Han Li in the Bottom of the Bottle to imitate the elegance of the previous dynasty
To be continued...