The Villain in the Book: I Became the Secretary of the Protagonist's Beautiful Mother

"In order to add joy to Ms. Qin, I will present a piano piece."

Ye Feng stood tall and said to Qin Miaotong, "I wonder what Ms. Qin wants?"

According to the original plot, Qin Miaotong will question Ye Feng's skills, and then, Lu Song and a group of second-generation ridicule.

Then, Ye Feng played a song and slapped his face.

Now, Qin Miaotong remembered the ideas mentioned in Lu Song's document and decided to give Ye Feng a chance to show off.

Several waiters carried a piano and put it on the second floor terrace.

The drapery is lowered.

Ye Feng smiled, and Chun Feng walked towards the stairs proudly.

He passed by Song Qing's side and smiled slightly: "Master, although you betrayed, I don't blame you."

In Ye Feng's view, this is a feigned scene.

Do not "expose" the undercover identity of the mistress.

However, Ye Feng never expected that the reason why Song Qing stood at the position leading to the stairs was to wait for him to pass by!

Song Qing said "excitedly": "You are a good boy, I hope you can say something nice to Mr. Ye, don't let him blame me for not helping you.

While speaking, she flicked her fingers secretly.

A little colorless and invisible fine powder was thrown on the fingers of Ye Feng's hands.

Song Qing is not only proficient in healing medicine, but also proficient in making poison!

Medicine and poison are two aspects of the same thing.

With her superb technique, Ye Feng didn't feel anything strange in her hands, she gracefully pulled her windbreaker, walked to the balcony on the second floor, and sat behind the piano.

Before she could play, Liu Mengyao shouted loudly, "Ye Feng, what are you going to play? Your piano skills must be very good, right? Today I want to appreciate your peerless style."

"I want to dedicate a song, the wedding in my dreams." Ye Feng smiled slightly, very elegant and elegant.

This song was rehearsed countless times by him.

Let me ask, which girl doesn't yearn for a romantic wedding?

It not only shows the piano skills, but also arouses the feelings of women on the spot.

More powerful than playing any tune!

Liu Mengyao exclaimed in "surprise": "Ye Feng, if you can play this song, you are like the Prince Charming in every girl's dream.

Ye Feng smiled slightly: "Meng Yao's words are serious.

"Young Master Ye, you can actually play this song, you are so romantic!" Yang Muxue instantly turned into a "fan girl" from her high-cold state.

"Mu Xue is over the top." Ye Feng smiled humbly.

Xie Xinlan then praised: "I didn't expect Young Master Ye to speak witty and talented, now everyone just wants to make more money, and there are not many romantic people like you.

Qiu Lingsu exclaimed, "Young Master Ye, you are truly talented! Listen to Mengyao, you still understand ancient martial arts, you are amazing, I admire it!"

"Who is this?" Ye Feng had seen Qiu Lingsu's profile photo for a long time. In contrast, he had remembered it in the hall before, but he didn't expect Qiu Lingsu to jump out and shout!

"Her name is Qiu Lingsu, my best friend." Liu Mengyao introduced.

"Oh, so it's Meng Yao's friend. It's a pleasure to meet you. It's a pleasure to meet you." Ye Feng was as gentle as a modest gentleman.

Qiu Lingsu continued, like a lark: "It turns out that you are Meng Yao's fiance, a talented son like you, I am very confident about the future happiness of Meng Yao and you, you can definitely marry her!"

Suddenly, Ye Feng floated away, finally experiencing the feeling of being surrounded by many beauties and stars.

Really cool!

All the previous grievances were swept away.

Ha ha.

Qiu Lingsu, nice girl, can lick!

She has a good impression, she just needs to find her pain points and preferences, and when she encounters an opportunity, she can win!

Ye Feng smiled a little, and the corners of his mouth cracked.

Ahem, pay attention, converge.

in the hall.

Lu Song laughed, yes, your protagonist finally has a bit of a punch, and you're on the right track, right?

If it wasn't for the dislike of you, I wouldn't disappoint you today.

Now, get rid of it quickly!

The skills that the villain must use to slap the face of the protagonist.

"Ye Fengtugou, just like you, know a ball of piano? Hurry down and stop pretending!

Lu Song yelled.

Immediately afterwards, a group of second-generation wastes who could only eat, drink, and play, were jealous of Ye Feng being touted by the four beauties, and followed suit.

"Get down, don't be ashamed!"

"Playing the piano? Making a fool of yourself, right?

"Are you a fart? Sit there like a dog."

Ha ha!

Ye Feng laughed heartily.

You bunch of scumbags, roaring along with the trash Lu Song, it's really powerful assists, wait for a slap in the face.

Ye Feng calmed down, raised his hands, and pressed his fingers on the keys.

according to. .

and many more.

Well, what happened to the fingers?

Ye Feng moved his index finger, feeling wrong.

Stiffness, rigidity, flexibility all gone!

I just listened to the touts of the beauties, and I was so intoxicated that my attention was on my fingers!

He moved his middle finger.

shit.

Like a tree stick!

When you press the piano key, it should be flexibly put away, but it is delayed for at least half a second!

squeak.

The piano made a hoarse sound!

day!

Ye Feng saw a ghost.

How can stiff fingers play the piano?

He pressed his fingers hard, and the keys creaked.

Ghostly infiltration.

There are no beautiful tunes.

Ye Feng didn't dare to press the keys with his fingers, and looked at the raised hands in disbelief.

Dark luck, his heart skipped a beat.

Yes, poisoned!

Behind the scenes!

Conceived again!

Ye Feng's face turned pale instantly.

In the hall below, the second generation laughed...

The crowd roared like a tidal wave.

"Hey, what's the matter with you? What kind of tune are you playing? 35

"I told you not to play, you have to pretend."

"Don't be scary anymore, just get out of here.

Lu Song was stunned, what happened to this special code?

Protagonist, you should play a good tune!

You are powerful!

what are you doing

Are you also mentally disturbed?

The four beauties did not expect this, and they all burst into laughter when they saw Ye Feng sitting there like a petrified stone.

Now that he has taken on the role of touting, he should hold back his laughter.

But, giggles, it's hilarious!

"What kind of strange sound is that?" Qiu Lingsu couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

"Young Master Ye, you haven't had enough to eat?" Yang Muxue was rude.

"A wedding in a dream? A nightmare in a dream! Wow, haha." Liu Mengyao laughed.

Ye Feng is most concerned about the expressions of several beauties.

Seeing that several people were all laughing and mocking, cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he quickly left his seat.

"Everyone, my hands are a little stiff today, maybe something is wrong, I'm not feeling well, it's not that I can't play.

With a pale face, Ye Feng tried his best to regain his composure, and slowly descended the stairs to the hall.

He looked for suspicious people, locked his eyes on Hongmei behind Qin Miaotong, narrowed his eyes and said, "is it you? 35

"What?" Hongmei frowned: "Are you out of your mind? What does it have to do with me if you can't play it?"

Ye Feng couldn't find any evidence, so he rashly searched his body. If he couldn't find it, he was more passive.

Reluctantly give up.

Lu Song is waiting to get slapped in the face to get points, that's all?

"Damn, waste, what else can you do? Hurry up! Can you write? Write a copy and hang it up!

Lu Song was very angry about the incompetence of the protagonist, which made it difficult for him to get a high score. 5.1

Ye Feng let out a sullen breath, sat on the chair and ran the kung fu, and after a while, his eyes flashed.

The toxicity is average, and it is quickly relieved.

Fingers regain dexterity!

write?

Small point!

"Brush and ink, I write a couplet, which can be hung on both sides of the painting in the central hall.

Ye Feng regained Qi Yu's high spirits.

After a while, the pen and ink and the tiled paper on which the couplets were written were brought to a long table by the waiter.

Ye Feng walked towards the table.

"There is no one who is always smooth sailing, and you can write well."

Song Qing stood aside and comforted gently.

Ye Feng never thought that the position Song Qing was standing was the place where he had to go to the table.

Song Qing flicked his hand with invisible fine powder again.

"Master is the one who really treats me well, the four beauties didn't see my ability, and they all laughed at me in their hearts!

Ye Feng's heart was overwhelmed, he walked to the table, and brewed for a while.

To his surprise, the four beauties quickly praised him one after another!