Chapter 1408： Im leaving (1/2)

Zhang Wanlin smiled: ”That's good.

Now that you believe it, then I will leave first.

There are still many places I need to clean. ”

Having said that, I'm leaving.

”Are you playing a three-year-old kid!?

Come over to me! ”

Aiyin grabbed him and asked him to face himself, ”Do you know, I don't allow anyone to come in here!?”

”I just knew...” ”Hmph, don't think I don't know you are quibbling.”

Ai Yin said: ”This piano is my friend.

I never let anyone play it.

you are the first. ”

She looked at Zhang Wanlin with angrily eyes.

Zhang Wanlin defended: ”I don't have any bombs.”

This is the truth, at most he just writes scores on it.

”So I told you to play! Play what you just wrote!”

Ai Yin said: ”If a musician doesn't play music, how can he write good scores?”

Now Zhang Wanlin finally understands that Ai Yin wants to perfect the last part of the score by himself.

He sat again in front of the piano clearly, with his slender fingers on the keys, and now he can play it even without looking at the sheet music.

Because this music score has been played in his heart countless times.

He closed his eyes...Countless musical notes emerged in his heart.

The moment the music sounded, it seemed that a breeze swept across his body, making him caged with a kind of transcendent temperament, detached from the world.

Viewed from the side, it is really handsome.

Aiyin's eyes lit up clearly, and there has never been a man able to show such a unique temperament in music.

It's almost like a different person.

How do you say this feeling?

It's like the fish finally returned to the sea, swimming in the sea.

The wonderful music flowing outside the piano room makes people feel refreshed, and the sweet emotions contained in it are like gardenias blooming in June... Zhang Yue heard such music for the first time.

The heart that has always been serious and cold is melting like an iceberg.

She wanted to see who was playing such wonderful music.

Slightly pushing the door open, I saw a figure sitting in front of the piano, playing fascinatedly.

She was surprised, why is it him?

Aiyin never lets people touch this piano.

As far as she knows.

This piano comes from a friend of Aiyin.

The fire permanently deprived her friend of life, and after the fire, the piano was unbelievably undamaged.

It's just like a new life.

Therefore, Ai Yin left it by his side, treating it as his dead friend.

Whenever I am lost or sad, I always come to this piano room, play the keys on it, and have a sincere dialogue with my ”friends”.

...The assistant hiding in the dark was anxiously waiting for the result, but the floating music calmed his anxiety, and even sublimated to a unique state of mind, how could he have Do you blame others for this idea?

Inexplicably, a sense of shame was deeply entangled in his heart, and it lasted for a long time...The staff who hurriedly passed by here stopped one after another.

”This music is really nice...” ”It should be another new song by Aiyin. Aiyin's talent in music is really great.”

”Why don't we just listen here.”

... Aiyin seems to have seen former friends in Zhang Wanlin. Their figures are perfectly superimposed, and the ups and downs of each fingertip are so alike... The music stops abruptly at the end, this This is where Zhang Wanlin has not finished making changes.

Now he has the inspiration to write the last few symbols on the score.

”Why would you do that?”

Ai Yin asked coldly.

”what why?”

”Rewrite my score.”

”Because...” Zhang Wanlin thought for a while, and smiled calmly: ”It's probably because of the musician's own persistence. When I see music, I want to see if I can make it more perfect.”