Subian Kings Canyon

Chapter 1268 Secret love is not painful at all (29)

In the empty auditorium hall, neat rows of red velvet seats, only the sound of her high heels stepping on the wooden floor can be heard in the silence.

Han Xuzhao gently supported Yan Huan, and waited for her to sit down before sitting on the chair.

The dark piano cover had a cold metallic luster. Han Xuzhao opened the piano cover and touched the keys with his long fingers.

His movements are graceful and flowing, the sound of the piano is like an intimate whisper, Yan Huan also buckled the keys, and in line with his rhythm, the sound of the piano has changed from whispering at the beginning to cheerful and gorgeous, and the sound of the piano is getting more and more passionate, like a lover in love gradually As the feelings heated up, Yan Huan suddenly saw the image of Han Xin smiling at her with pursed lips.

An extremely discordant note was suddenly mixed into the melody, Han Xuzhao paused, and the melody came to an abrupt end.

Yan Huan's face was very pale, her heart was beating wildly in her chest, and her voice was flustered and weak.

"Sorry, I made a mistake."

The piano teacher who was watching from the side frowned, thought for a while and still didn't say anything, just asked her to go to the backstage to have a good rest, don't be nervous.

Fortunately, it was a rehearsal, but if it was a formal performance, it would be a mess.

"Are you nervous?"

Han Xuzhao looked down at her, her lips were very light, and it was only a little better than the heat stroke in the last military training.

Han Xuzhao couldn't help complaining in his heart, this Ning Xiao's body is really bad, and her mental quality is also poor, but she is so nervous to perform at the freshman party.

Yan Huan went backstage, unscrewed the bottle of cold water and took a few sips, the coolness flooded her depressed heart, and finally calmed down a little bit the messy emotions in her heart.

Her pale and lifeless face was reflected in the makeup mirror. She had lost a lot of weight during this period, and there seemed to be only a pair of empty eyes left on her face.

It's okay, Han Xin won't come to see it anyway, it's just playing the piano together, nothing else.

She took a deep breath, poured some cold water, and sat on a chair waiting for the makeup artist to come and apply her makeup.

The School of Economics and Management is the key school of F University, and the finance major is a well-known ace major in China.

As soon as the news of the Freshman Gala came out, it spread that the garden grass generals from the School of Economics and Management would play a piano piece together on the same stage. The gimmicks were enough, and there were naturally many people who were curious to watch.

When they were able to enter the arena at one o'clock, many students who watched the excitement poured in, not only freshmen, but also sophomores and juniors who skipped class.

The backstage was crowded and busy, all the people who participated in the party were here, and the air-conditioned room was very stuffy.

After Yan Huan put on her makeup and arranged her hair, she went into the dressing room and changed into a dress. When she came out, the eyes around her were both amazed and jealous.

Han Xuzhao raised his eyebrows rarely, and clicked his tongue twice, "I can't describe it as suitable, it's perfect."

"Thank you for the compliment."

There were too many people inside, Yan Huan went out of the backstage alone to get some air, and leaned against the small corridor next to him.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is the teaching building not far away. Under the scorching sun, the light reflected by the window glass is dazzling and makes people frown.

She suddenly thought of the afternoon when she and Han Xin parted ways during the summer vacation. The sun was scorching, and his arms were full of the smell of sunshine.

It was clearly noon, and the sun was shining brightly. I don't know why she seemed to be surrounded by a long-lasting depression, lonely and distressing.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls are in their youth, why are there so many unhappy things?
Han Xuzhao stared blankly at her for a long time while crossing his arms, then he came back to his senses and cursed himself in his heart.

She is not normal, you are not normal?

(End of this chapter)