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Chapter 115 70 Methods (Seek the first order!)

"Next, I will invite Lin Qian, a student from Class 2015 Piano Class 1, to sing and play the piano for us - "Don't Love Me""

(Original singer: Chen Xiyi NetEase Cloud Music)

As the host's announcement sounded, the stage lights in the auditorium slowly dimmed.

"Ta Tata..."

There were crisp footsteps, and under the red and white light, the tall and straight Lin Qian walked slowly towards the black grand piano in the center of the stage.

The white suit that Lin Qian was wearing was Armani's new high-end ready-to-wear this fall. Although the grade was not as high as the high-end tailoring, for ordinary people, the price of this high-end ready-to-wear was out of reach.

With hair neatly combed back and a handsome face, facing the attention of thousands of people, he still walked steadily towards the center of the stage without haste.

atmosphere!

Take it easy!

"Lin Qian? Is he the most rich man in our class?"

"That's him. The Koenigsegg in the parking lot is quoted on the official website at nearly 3000 million. He's so rich!"

"It's the first time I know what he looks like. It turns out that he not only has money, but is also so handsome!"

"It's really handsome, the handsome old lady has held back for two weeks, and my aunt's blood is about to flow out of her nose!"

……

Lin Qian walked all the way to the front of the grand piano, put his right hand on his left shoulder, and bowed slightly to the audience. The whole process was calm and elegant, a gentleman like a prince.

Six years after his rebirth, plus the ten years before his rebirth, Lin Qian may not be called a master in the field of piano, but the word "professional" is beyond doubt.

Now Lin Qian is sitting on billions of assets. Over the past month, his aura has become more and more intense. Now when he is doing piano etiquette, he has a temperament bonus, which makes Lin Qian seem like a black hole, attracting countless girls. It's hard to take your eyes off.

After saluting, Lin Qian slowly sat on the chair in front of the grand piano.

The slender fingers slowly landed on the keys, and then the head was slightly raised at a 45-degree angle.

His complexion is deep and his eyes are melancholy.

The scene was extremely quiet, and many people were staring at Lin Qian on the stage.

"Den..."

Lin Qian's fingers moved slightly, and then a series of musical notes floated out from his fingertips.

The music is smooth, without the slightest jerky.

……

When words are cold and untouchable

When the eyes wander and start to dodge

Lies are exposed

hold hands tightly
Is it a relief to let go

……

Lin Qian's deep voice came out of the speaker through the microphone.

Just singing a few lines made goose bumps appear on many people.

How does it feel to sing a song a thousand times?
Perhaps even the most professional singers would not know what it was like to sing a song a thousand times, but Lin Qian did.

In Lin Qian who had just been reborn, there were not only so many nights when he looked up at the starry sky, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. All he recalled in his mind was the past with the girl he once thought was the most important in his life.

Every sleepless night, he would sit in front of the piano and play this song "Don't Love Me" by Chen Xiyi over and over again.

Until today, Lin Qian hadn't played this song for a long time.

Now he has already thought clearly.

But when he played this song again, his originally calm heart still had slight ripples.

There are no inherently bad men, they were also obsessed with love, so that they became people they hated. Seeing many good men give as much as they did before, they laughed at them as stupid.

Actually...

They were not that fools back then.

……

Actually you don't love me

just unwilling to be lonely
Love piled up with all lies is like bubbles

don't love me
lose my persistence
like a shooting star

Fall
……

When the climax of the chorus came, Lin Qian played with his fingers almost subconsciously.

After playing it thousands of times, Lin Qian's fingers had already formed muscle memory for this song.

His singing voice gradually rose, and his handsome face looked extraordinarily dazzling under the illumination of the lights. His melancholy and deep eyes made the hearts of many girls in the audience tremble.

"Which scumbag is it? Lin Qian was scumbag and made him suffer such a serious emotional injury!"

"Wooooow, what a handsome, affectionate man!"

"Gao Leng is domineering and wealthy, but underneath his appearance is a heart full of scars. This is simply the plot of a novel!"

"It seems that only my 36D can appease Lin Qian's heart!"

……

Many emotional girls were moved to tears because of Lin Qian's passionate singing.

Below the stage, Ma Lu, Shen Ming and Jiang Ningchuan stood together.

"I didn't expect the youngest to have such an affectionate side." Ma Lu sighed a little, then glanced at Jiang Ningchuan: "Give your sister to Lin Qian, don't worry, my old horse is very accurate in judging people, I take I swear by my 15cm!"

Shen Ming nodded in deep thought, originally he wanted to swear, but thought that he was actually shorter than Malu, after thinking about it, he still didn't open his mouth.

……

Lin Qian on the stage didn't know that Ma Lu had made such a big oath for him.

If he knew, he could only say: Brother, be sloppy!

Today I will teach you guys a lesson, to let you know that whoever sings love songs well must be a good man with deep affection.

This is like riding a white horse, he is not necessarily a prince, he may also be a Tang monk!
Lin Qian, who used to be affectionate, had already died, but now it was Lin Qian who had let himself go.

Art is the most unreliable thing.

Just like the analysis of ancient poems when I was in school, maybe Li Bai and Du Fu themselves didn't know that they were able to analyze so many insights after they were just a few words at the beginning.

Just like the author of Dian Niang, the various speculations of the readers are both foreshadowing and hidden clues. In fact, the author is stunned when he sees it.

What are you talking about?
The girls below were crying, they thought Lin Qian was recalling his past love.

But Lin Qian was thinking: The girl who played the pipa just now was not only very white, but also very big!

……

"Woooooooo..."

"Qianqian looks so sad..."

"Tong Yan, is there anything you can do, I want to make Lin Qian happy, and I don't want to make him sad!"

Jiang Yaoyao in the audience, those big grape eyes are filled with crystal clear tears at this moment, it seems that I really feel sorry for him.

Tong Yan was sitting next to her, and Zhao Yuwei was sitting on the other side of Tong Yan.

Zhao Yuwei stared blankly at Lin Qian on the stage, her eyes were also a little confused.

"If you want to make a man happy, I have 70 ways here."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"The first way is to kiss. Kissing is the easiest way to make boys happy!"

Tong Yan said seriously.

Jiang Yaoyao nodded seriously when she heard the words, then wiped the tears from Putao's big eyes, and then asked, "Then what about the remaining 69 species?"

"Er..." Tong Yan pondered for three seconds, then nodded lightly: "Mmm..."

"Hmm, what do you mean?"

Jiang Yaoyao was a little dazed, with crystal teardrops hanging on her long eyelashes, she looked at Tong Yan in a daze.

"70 ways, one is to kiss, and the rest is 69."

Tong Yan said seriously.

The air was suddenly quiet for three seconds, and the confusion in Jiang Yaoyao Putao's big eyes gradually faded away, and then her face turned red, and she turned her head to look at the stage, as if she had never heard the conversation just now.

As for Zhao Yuwei, who was sitting on the other side of Tong Yan, her mouth twitched.

"My God..."

"Let's strike down this rotten girl with thunder!"

(End of this chapter)