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Chapter 8 Deserving praise(1/2)

"Thanks."

Lin Nan bowed and stepped down.

Deserved well.

From the stage to the dining table, many people below were still shouting another song.

Lin Nan responded with a smile, not saying too much.

Arrive at the table.

Liao Xiaodong's face looked ugly and he stared at Lin Nan: "I just asked you if you have played the piano, you said you have never played it."

"Are you lied to me?"

"I'm talking about it that I haven't played for the time being."

Lin Nan looked at him: "It was my first time just now, and you are honored."

"You want to tell me that the first time you played the piano, you played the piano so well? Not only did you play so well, but you also played a song that none of us had heard of before! Not only that, you also said that the original composer was Lin Nan? And you happened to be Lin Nan, too?"

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"I still think, I believe, you created this song?"

Even Liao Xiaodong's tone became a little more irritable.

"What do you think?" Lin Nan did not reply and asked back.

Liao Xiaodong gritted his teeth and looked at Su Youhan: "Youhan..."

"You lost." Su Youhan only said three words.

A clear attitude.

Her eyes, which were originally red, are getting much better now.

"I suddenly remembered that there was something to deal with."

Liao Xiaodong stood up, took a deep breath, looked at Lin Nan hard, and left directly.

Back to seat.

The people around were still immersed in the song "Wedding in Dreams".

Su Youhan held his chin with one hand and pressed his elbow against the table.

Big eyes flashed and looked at Lin Nan sitting opposite him.

"I didn't expect that you were so good at playing the piano. I didn't hear you mention it before."

"You haven't asked."

"Dream wedding, was this song played for me specifically?"

When Su Youhan asked, her cheeks were slightly red. Through the slightly dizzy light, she looked at Lin Nan's face and hesitated: "This song is very nice, just like Master Fu said, it may be a hopeless love."

"I...I didn't want to fall in love before college."

She didn't ask if this song was created by Lin Nan.

Because Su Youhan felt that the composer might just be the same name.

If you continue to ask, Lin Nan may feel embarrassed.

Su Youhan's voice was slow and he was apologetic. He looked at Lin Nan in front of him with beautiful faces.

She never looked at her classmate carefully for many years before.

I just discovered it today.

Lin Nan's eyebrows and eyes will give people a very warm feeling when he looks closely.

In the warmth, it seems a little handsome, and the more you see it, the more you like it.

Trustworthy.

"Yeah, it's okay."

Lin Nan was still recalling the song. When he heard Su Youhan's words, he knew she had misunderstood.

"I know, you have always hoped to be admitted to Puhai Conservatory of Music and may study abroad in the future, so these things that children love each other are unnecessary for you."

Lin Nan Xiaoxiao, all these were heard from the classmates around him, about Su Youhan.

Su Youhan, who was born in a wealthy way, has had clear plans for the future since childhood.

There was no boy who touched her heart.

"So it's okay, I just like it, um... I like this song."

"This song makes me feel special."

The smile on Lin Nan's face and these words fell in Su Youhan's ears, which made her feel a little bit of emotion.

Um.

Sure enough, it's because of me.

Perhaps, when we graduate from high school, we will have to separate and go our separate ways.

Then, never see you again.

Therefore, hopeless love will eventually return to hopelessness.

Thinking of this, Su Youhan was a little disappointed again.

"Hello, let's get to know each other?"

Fu Haochen, who was in the distance, walked over at this moment, smiled gently, and handed over his business card: "I am Fu Haochen, a well-known pianist in the circle. I like the song you just now and admire your piano skills."

"My name is Lin Nan, a student." Lin Nan took over the business card.

"I wanted to communicate more with you, but there is still something to do at the moment. When you have time, you can contact me."

Fu Haochen left a sentence and left in a hurry.

He admires Lin Nan.

But I appreciate the song "Wedding in the Dream" even more.

Perfect tune, perfect artistic conception.

He couldn't wait to find the Lin Nan that Lin Nan mentioned.

If there is such an excellent composer who has not yet become famous, this will be a great opportunity for Fu Haochen.

Just like Su Youhan.

He did not associate Lin Nan in front of him with Lin Nan's words.

Such a teenager is too young.

How could a young man of such an age create such a work?

It must be a duplicate name.

"Master Fu is a top master in the piano circle, and he values ​​you very much."

Su Youhan was a little envious: "My dad wanted me to join Master Fu's disciples before, but Master Fu no longer accepted disciples."

"He just arrived at the table and only looked at you, but didn't even look at me."

Su Youhan was slightly disappointed and looked at the business card in Lin Nan's hand.

If she could get Fu Haochen's guidance, her future would be bright.

However, Fu Haochen did not like her piano skills.

"If you like this, I'll give this business card to you."

Lin Nan handed over the business card.

"Let's forget it."

Su Youhan shook his head.

The waiter quickly delivered the meal.

The owner of the restaurant came to give a bottle of red wine and left a number for Lin Nan.

"Thank you for your performance just now. If you can, I hope you can come to us to play a song regularly and act as a part-time job. The price will ensure that you are satisfied."

The boss has a respectful attitude.

During the meal, Su Youhan could feel the sight of the people around him from time to time.

Most of the eyes were focused on Lin Nan.

But Lin Nan was eating quietly.

Neither arrogant nor impatient, and a quiet look.

He didn't try to get closer while he was having dinner with her.
To be continued...
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