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Yan Luoluo stood up and followed behind Yan Qingfan, looking at the Teacher Ouyang in front of him, she nodded slightly, extended her hand out, and said: "Hello Teacher Ouyang, I am Yan Qingfan's mother."

Ouyang Sheng raised his hands and gently held onto Yan Luoluo's fingertips, "Hello, it's my first time meeting you. I'm Ouyang Sheng's piano teacher."

When Ouyang Sheng was walking down the stairs, he heard the sound of the piano in the classroom. He did not know who was still playing, so he came to take a look, but he did not expect that it was Yan Qingfan playing the piano, and the result was even better than every time he contacted his, because he was afraid of disturbing her until she was done playing.

"Teacher Ouyang has spent a lot of time teaching the Fanfan Piano and taught him so well." Yan Luoluo never thought that the piano teacher would actually be so handsome at such a young age.

"Hearing Yan Luoluo's praise, Ouyang Sheng laughed lightly and patted Yan Qingfan's shoulders," Fanfan's little friend has always been training seriously, being able to do this has a lot to do with his hard work. Previously, Fanfan told me that he wanted to learn a tune for Mommy to listen to, so he has been practicing seriously these past few periods just so that he could give you a surprise.

Hearing Ouyang Sheng's words, Yan Qingfan shyly lowered his head.

It turns out that the last time Yan Qingfan asked his what song he liked, he wanted to prepare and play it for her.

Yan Qingfan, who was standing beside Ouyang Sheng, lightly tugged on the corner of his clothes, "Teacher Ouyang, can you play a tune for Mommy? "Because you're really good at playing the piano, and I want Mommy to listen to you too."

After saying that, afraid that Ouyang Sheng would reject his if he hurried to get off work, Yan Qingfan raised his little head and used his flirtatious move. He blinked his bright eyes, looking at Ou Anji with his cute appearance, which no one was willing to reject.

"Fanfan, don't waste Teacher's work time. If you want me to listen, I can send you off earlier next time."

Yan Luoluo warned with a low voice, but unexpectedly, Ouyang Sheng shook his head and said gently: "It's alright, I will do my best to fulfill your request."

With that, Ouyang Sheng walked to the piano, and Yan Luoluo and Yan Qingfan sat in the resting chair, not too far away from each other, and without worrying about disturbing Ouyang Sheng, he turned on the piano, his long fingers pressing on the piano a few times, listening to whether the sound was standard, while pondering over what tune to play.

After thinking for a while, Ouyang Sheng's finger fell on the zither key and heavily pressed down on the first note. Following that, his finger started to fly up on the black and white zither key, and pleasant sounds of syllables popped out from the piano as he gradually immersed himself into the song. Every syllable was like a whisper above his ear, and the song seemed to be telling a story.

The setting sun outside the window bathed Ouyang Sheng's body in a layer of golden light. His entire being was graceful and dazzling, as if he was a spirit that had descended into the world to bring a joyous music to mankind. The music gradually calmed down and the story came to an end.

Yan Luoluo looked at Ouyang Sheng in a daze, and had not recovered from his piano piece for a long time.