After the princess dressed as a school scum, she became a heartthrob

Chapter 32
"Do you want to win?"

A face prettier than that of a celebrity suddenly appeared in sight, and the two little girls opened their mouths wide in surprise.

"You, young lady!" the girl stuttered, grabbing the arm of the girl in the white skirt.

At this time, there is still half of the angry look before.

Seeing Si Jinyan standing there, he was undisciplined and dignified, and his whole body was full of elegance and composure that could not be ignored.

It's like a prince disguised as a man who came out of a comic, and people can't help but bump into it.

Even the sound is so good that it makes the ears itchy.

The little girl in white clothes who was baring her teeth and claws before is now much more obedient.

"Well, good boy." Si Jinyan nodded with a smile on his lips like coaxing a kitten.

They then motioned for them to answer their previous questions.

The two girls looked at each other with blushing faces, suppressed their excitement, nodded and said, "If you want to win, is there a way for Miss Sister?"

"As long as you think about it." Si Jinyan smiled even deeper.

The expression when speaking was obviously ordinary, but the two of them suddenly had a feeling that if she said they could win, then they would definitely win.

The previously uneasy heart suddenly let go.

"Let's go, I'll go up with you." Si Jin said.

After arriving on the stage, the onlookers saw a girl suddenly appeared, and the girl looked so good that everyone's mobile phones couldn't help but focus on her.

"Who is this?" The organizer looked at Si Jinyan and asked.

He had never seen such a beautiful little girl with those two just now.

The girl in the white dress hurriedly said: "She is our friend. She came with us. She went shopping before. We are waiting for her here. Why, is there a problem with her going on stage with us?"

"No problem, of course no problem." The host laughed hurriedly.

Although I feel that this girl is clearly incompatible with the other two girls, but she looks good. In this era where the three views follow the five senses, appearance is everything. Having such a face is more beneficial to their event.

He has no reason to refuse.

"Who cares how many of you are there? Now that you're here, who will play the tune?" The middle-aged man on the side interrupted impatiently with their chatter.

The two girls looked at Si Jinyan.

Si Jinyan slowly took out a few leaflets and spread them on the floor in the corner, then put the book he was carrying on them, and then walked back to the center of the stage.

Looking at the host with a smile, he said, "Since you're here, why don't you compare me with this gentleman?"

The host was taken aback, not expecting her to make such a request.

Looking at the middle-aged man, seeing his disdainful face, he smiled and said, "Of course we don't have any objections here, but, little girl, you can't cry when you lose." The host said playfully One sentence.

Si Jinyan didn't care, he just smiled lightly and said, "Since it's a competition, there must be a lottery, right?"

"I think this gentleman thinks that he has good piano skills, and he must have some research on Guzheng. If you win, how about I give you a set of music scores that cannot be bought in the market?"

The middle-aged man was a little disdainful when he heard the words, and waved his hands: "It's up to you."

He didn't believe that Si Jinyan could come up with any score that money couldn't buy.

Si Jinyan didn't explain, and continued: "However, if you lose, then you can talk to that little girl in front of everyone." Si Jinyan raised his chin and pointed to the little girl who had stepped down and stood beside her mother. Girl, "How about apologizing to them?"

"Hmph, how could I lose!" After speaking, he walked towards the guzheng, ready to play a piece of music again.

Si Jinyan put one hand on the strings, and said with a smile, "Sir, you haven't agreed yet."

Seeing Si Jinyan's overconfident expression, the man snorted coldly, "As long as you can beat me, I can kneel down and kowtow to them to apologize!"

Si Jinyan raised his hand, stood up, and the smile on his lips deepened, "Have courage."

After speaking, he looked down at the audience below, "Everyone heard it."

At this time, because of Si Jinyan's appearance, the crowd of onlookers became larger, and many young people came.

After Si Jinyan's voice fell, they all began to echo: "I heard it!"

Si Jinyan nodded and said to the middle-aged man, "Let's get started."

The middle-aged man snorted indifferently, took a deep breath, collected himself, and began to play.

He played "Konghou Yin", adapted from Li He's "Li Ping Konghou Yin", which belongs to modern Zheng music.

Si Jinyan naturally has never heard this piece, but she appreciates it well. Even if she doesn't know what the piece is like, she can still hear the level of this person's playing.

Judging by his fluent fingering, his music performance is quite satisfactory. Although he is not a master, he can still be at the lower middle level.

Such an evaluation is naturally based on Si Jinyan's standards.

If it is a modern Chinese music judge, how can this person be above average.

It is not that the middle-aged man has no professional ability, but his mood is unstable. The music he plays always feels a little impetuous, and it is difficult for people to feel the emotions that the music really wants to express.

The two little girls standing next to him saw that the middle-aged man seemed to have two brushes, so they couldn't help looking at Si Jinyan worriedly.

"Did we harm Miss Sister?" The girl in the white dress lowered her voice.

"Probably not. I think the young lady seems to be very confident. She shouldn't lose." Another girl said with some uncertainty.

The two anxiously waited for the middle-aged man to finish playing.

The little girl below the stage couldn't help but tugged at her mother's hand, "Mom, that uncle is very powerful."

"En." The woman nodded, somewhat absent-mindedly.

My daughter is 12 years old and has been learning guzheng for four years, but the results have not been very great. She is already considering whether to change the training class.

Although the middle-aged man seemed to have a bad temper, he had good professional ability.

And after today is over, maybe he and his daughter will have a certain degree of topicality, should we let his daughter learn the zither from him?

The little girl didn't know what her mother was thinking, but she was a little worried about the older sister who was competing with the middle-aged man.

Just now my sister said that if that uncle loses, he will apologize to her too.

Although she didn't know why she had to apologize to her, but when she heard this in her heart, she felt a little happy.

So she didn't want that sister to lose.
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Four floors of the mall.

"You said you girl, it's fine if you don't go back to the capital, and you still want to hold some music training classes here. Could it be that you can't do it in the capital?"

"Oh, Grandpa Qin, I asked you to look at the musical instrument for me today, so why don't you teach me a lesson?" the woman said coquettishly.

She was very beautiful, with a gentle and classic temperament. She was dressed in a knee-length sleeveless cheongsam, which outlined a woman's curvy figure.

The old man next to him was also dressed in a Tang suit, looking elegant and bookish.

"All right, all right, I won't talk about you. I've finished reading this musical instrument, how are you going to thank me, old man?" The old man seemed to have no choice but to touch the woman's forehead and said helplessly.

"Didn't you keep talking about eating seafood in Fucheng? How about we go eat seafood today?"

"Really?" The old man was full of surprise.

He was getting old, and the old lady at home would not let him eat these things that could easily cause gout, so he was hungry for a long time.

"Of course it's true, but you can't eat too much, I promised Teacher Yao."

The old man was a little angry, but he still made money when he thought that being able to eat a little was better than not being able to eat at all.

So I was very happy to follow the woman downstairs.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I heard the faint sound of Guzheng.

(End of this chapter)