Chapter 11 The truth is revealed (additional update for the golden cute @ number one toner ⑨⑩)

Zong Yi doesn't mind the fact that he is ignored at all.

She advocates all classical art forms.

From pottery to bone flute.

From the erhu to the guqin.

As long as the monster is willing to play, no matter whether he gives it to his sister, father or air.

She just needs to listen to it.

Before Meng Xinzhi refused, Zong Yi took the lead in "rap" and said: "Sister, sister, I have a problem."

"What's wrong?" Meng Xinzhi immediately shifted his focus to Zong Yi.

This catchphrase singed by Gong Shang Jiao Zhengyu has become a conditioned reflex for Meng Xin for many years.

"Can you play the erhu brother Yi? Sister, are you dancing?"

Zong Yi blinked her beautiful big eyes, flickering, very beautiful.

The eyes are cut with both pupils and the eyes are bright.

This is a killing skill from Zong Yi.

Meng Xinzhi usually has no way to refuse, this time, it is an exception.

"No, the playground on the first floor has now become Sister Nuo's cafe, and it's still a story you chose yourself. From now on, we will dance to the rooftop or the practice room on the fifth floor." Meng Xinzhi said.

"But, my sister, Brother Yi just told me that he said that this place is not open to the public today."

The meaning of the meaning of the Aurora Studio, today we can make an exclusive amusement park for the last day.

"No, no," Meng Xinzhi smiled and touched her head, and said in a temptation: "Sooner or later, you need to get used to it. Why can't Xiaoyi be a day earlier?"

"But...uh...no no no."

Zong Yi remembered that Meng Xinzhi asked her not to say that.

Zong Yi listened to his sister's words the most. Halfway through the words, he changed his words: "Ayi wants to watch his sister dance "Wild Bee Flying"."

Zong Yi thought about it seriously. With her dancing skills, it is indeed impossible to support a song like "The Wild Bee Flying".

Especially the Erhu version played by Nie Guangyi, which brought up the galloping momentum of thousands of horses.

"No, the rhythm of this music is too fast, it is only suitable for bees to fly, not for humans to fly."

Meng Xinzhi touched Zong Yi's head again and told Zong Yi a truth with the wind and drizzle: "It's not that you want to listen to, but the brother who is playing is willing to pull it again, don't you?"

The two sisters interacted with each other.

Very harmonious and pleasing to the eye.

Everyone watched without saying a word.

There were so many people on the scene.

This is actually a bit strange.

Meng Xinzhi has that kind of different temperament.

As soon as she spoke, it made people unable to stop her.

Except for the sect-minded little girls who have rap slogans.

Of course, the exception is Mom Menglan.

There are only six people on the scene at this moment.

Menglan, who should have been present, has disappeared.

She came down in her pajamas.

Before everyone focuses on dressing, go upstairs and change one.

The other four people in the studio did not speak out, but they were all listening very seriously.

Suddenly he was mentioned, [The Brother who performed] quickly expressed his opinion.

"I want to, do you still have to listen to "The Wild Bee Flying"? Or something else? As long as I know, as long as you want to listen, I can try to play it." Nie Guangyi said.

Classical allergies?

Ho. It doesn't exist.

At least now, at this moment, Nie Guangyi can't feel allergens at all.

Meng Xinzhi nodded and said miserably: "My little sister has caused you trouble."

Listening to Mengxin's words, his ears are filled with joy and charming.

Just like her temperament, it is impossible to feel her alcohol tolerance...

Of course, this is not the point.

The point is, whether it is temperament or voice.

No one can imagine what kind of attitude of a young daughter would be like when Meng Xinzhi and her father Zong Ji were together.

Nie Guangyi compromised with this voice.

Just sound.

He really had no idea about Meng Xinzhi, because he had only one sentence in his mind now - [You can see from afar but not play with it].

This person should be a god, not a human being.

Man and God should not be together.

If you don’t believe it, you can go and read Cao Zhi’s “The Goddess of Luo River” to know what love is and is so amazing.

If you say it wrong, in the broad sense, you don’t need to love it if you don’t like it.

Nie Guangyi didn't know what he was thinking in a mess.

I hate classical so much, why do I still have to ask someone to order songs?

——In such a cafe where you can raise geese and hold pigeons.

Nie Guangyi was puzzled, but he still corrected his attitude.

He was not the only one who saw a dancing girl who looked so extraordinary and had a little more pleasant voice, and he would respond without principles to every request.

Haha. The genius architect Nie Guangyi is also allergic to women.

Unless—Xuan Shi’s younger brother is willing to change his gender.

"You can do anything you want to hear." Nie Guangyi changed his serious expression and said it again. This time, he took the opportunity to put forward a condition: "As long as someone can tell me why this place is called aurora."

He was so curious.

I'm curious about returning from Italy, and I'm curious until I'm immersive.

Meng Xinzhi asked Zong Yi with his eyes: [Do you really want to listen again?]

Zong Yi nodded desperately.

Blinking, as if saying [Sister, you don’t spoil me today!]

Meng Xinzhi had no choice but to pull Zong Yi back and retreat to his father Zong Ji.

"This question, you may have to ask our father." Meng Xinzhi's tone changed, with a little sweetness and a little softness.

Although it is not easy to detect, Nie Guangyi, who is good at observing, still feels an indescribable change.

Zong Ji, who received the instructions from his eldest daughter, joined the conversation at this time.

There was light in his eyes.

There is excitement, complacentness, and many more things are hard to explain.

It was exactly the same as when Nie Guangyi first introduced the hidden function of Concetto di Aurora to Xuanshi.

"Does this little brother think this name is particularly nice and has a very artistic conception?" Zong Ji answered with a question instead.

"Yes." Nie Guangyi could not deny this. If Zong Ji was denied, he would deny himself.

However, the little brother's name makes Nie Guangyi feel uncomfortable.

If someone else asked him this, Nie Guangyi would get angry.

This is not a matter of greeting him as a eldest brother or a younger brother.

This is a question of why a title should be so classical!

I got a positive answer from Nie Guangyi, and Zong Ji didn't keep him in a silence.

He directly introduced himself, pointed at Meng Xinzhi and said to Nie Guangyi: "This is my eldest daughter Meng Xinzhi, and she has the surname to her mother."

Then he pointed to Zongyi and said, "This is the intention of the younger daughter Zongyi and the intention of her heart."

Immediately afterwards, Zong Ji pointed at himself: "I am Zong Ji, who is the father of Daxin and Xiaoyi. Can you think of something if I introduce you like this?"
To be continued...