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Chapter 11 There is always a villain who wants to use his ugly face to burn my eyes

Chapter 11 There is always a villain who wants to use his ugly face to burn my eyes
"Of course I also remember, big brother, don't worry that I will break my promise, so many ears have heard it, can I still go back on my word?" Yan Zi got up, stopped talking nonsense, and walked straight to the white piano, her pace was not too fast , didn't look nervous at all.

Yan Yixiao was really sweating, if this person is really not that bumpkin Yan Zi, then what are his chances of losing?
Seeing Yan Zi's steady and unruffled footsteps, Yan Yixiao's heart had already missed half a beat.

No!He can't lose!It is absolutely impossible to lose!

It wasn't until Yan Zi was sitting on the piano bench and his fair and slender fingers were testing the sound on the piano that Yan Yixiao came back to his senses.

Her straight back, even though it is winter, she is only wearing a brown sweater with a thin white shirt inside.

She got up late, and under the warm orange light, her figure overlapped with the shadow of the piano, more like a piano prince than Yan Yixiao.

Officially begin!
Yan Zi pressed a white key, and a series of coherent melodies were born under Yan Zi's hands.

The piece was played by Yan Yixiao just now, but the tempo was obviously more than twice as fast as Yan Yixiao's!
The piece "Turkish March" itself is a fast-paced piece, and after Yan Zi played it like this, it was two or three times faster!
Yang Xinyu stood up excitedly, she has also learned the piano, and the one who can reach Yan Zi's hand speed must have practiced this piece a lot, otherwise, she could even play it with her eyes closed?
That's right, from the moment the first button was pressed, Yan Zi's eyes were closed!As if enjoying the music.

The narrow and thick eyelashes are like two fluttering butterflies, and that porcelain-white clean face makes Yang Xinyu feel strange at the moment. Is this really her son?

Yan Yixiao was already dumbfounded, is this really a bumpkin with no special skills?

The happiest thing is Yan Kun.

The old man was already grinning from ear to ear, seeing how powerful his favorite grandson was, how could he be unhappy?
Everyone was stunned. Is this really the Second Young Master Yan they knew?
At the end of the song, the originally jubilant dining room was dead silent, but a few seconds later, louder applause than Yan Yixiao erupted.

"Good! Ah Zi's playing is really good," Yan Zi slapped Yan Zi several times, "I see, this Ah Zi's playing is much better than Yi Xiao's!"

Yan Yixiao's face darkened.

Indeed, he really lost this piano competition!

Du Fangyi was stunned, she never expected that Yan Zi would win!
"Wow—" There was a discussion under there.

Yan Zi stood up from the piano bench, put her hands in her pockets, and smiled with her head slightly raised, with the glory of the winner and the aristocratic atmosphere of the king, when she brushed past Yan Yixiao, her red lips parted slightly, "Brother , you lost, fulfill your promise! You said that you are not afraid of the shadow if you are upright!"

Yan Yixiao's face turned livid.

Du Fangyi felt faintly uneasy.

What on earth does this bumpkin want to play?
"Tell me, what do you want me to admit? If you lose, you have to lose openly. Of course I am not afraid of the shadow." Yan Yixiao grinned. In Yan Zi's eyes, it was uglier than crying!
Hot eyes hot eyes!

Come and show her a dozen high-quality photos of beautiful men!Let her wash her eyes quickly!
Why did he make her ugly like this!What did she do wrong?Just because she let him lose?
There will always be people who want to use his ugly face to burn my eyes!

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