Chapter 916 (2/2)

Su ri'an smiled softly: ”it doesn't matter. I've just written the score and left it in the room. Go and put it away.”

”Uncle Su, you're great. You can write a score so quickly!” Jane Rui blinked with big eyes. She was surprised. Uncle Su was blind. They didn't go to Grandpa's room to say a few words, and he could write a score.

Su ri'an seemed to know what she was thinking. He didn't mind. He smiled and said, ”I'll write on paper every day when I'm free at home. Moreover, the score of this song has long been in my heart. Just now I just copied it on paper. It won't take long.”

”Thank you uncle Su! It's just...” Jane Rui thanked him.

Because she said she liked music, he took the trouble to teach her to play the piano, send her music, and specially wrote music scores for her.

He joked that he was his own music teacher. He was really like the teacher who had taught her for a long time.

”What's the matter?” Su ri'an was very sensitive to other people's emotional changes although he couldn't see it. He heard the depression in Jian Rui's voice and asked, ”don't you want to see the score?”

Jianrui quickly shook her head, dragged his hand and walked forward one step: ”no, uncle Su is so good. I'm a little reluctant to let uncle Su go.”

Su ri'an was stunned. The smile that had been hanging on his face was a little different at the moment. It just flashed by and no one saw it.

”Moreover, I want to read the score, and I especially want to learn this song well.” she said in a low voice, ”but I still can't understand...”

Su ri'an gave a little pause when he heard the speech, and then laughed and said, ”look at my brain. Just now, I just focused on writing. I forget that you still can't understand the music score. When I used to teach students, those people have long studied music for many years, and suddenly forget that you haven't started yet.”

”Ha ha, blame me. Blame me.” Su ri'an patted Jian Rui's hand and said gently, ”it doesn't matter if you don't know. You can take it first. I'll teach you to read the spectrum when I'm free next time.”

”Next time?” Jane Rui repeated with bright eyes. ”Will you teach me to play the piano again next time?”

”Ha ha, of course.” Su ri'an smiled. ”Giving up halfway is not a good child.”

Jianrui smiled and took his hand: ”let's pull the hook. Next time you'll teach me to play the piano and know the score!”

next time?

Hearing this, Jian Yi and Mo Xiujin look at each other as they walk down the stairs. They both see a bit of reflection in each other's eyes.

There was no problem with any of the dialogue between Jianrui and Su ri'an. Even this ”next time” was put forward because Jianrui said she didn't know the spectrum.

This ”next time” is so logical, of course

Is it God's will or man-made?

Jian Rui is still pulling the hook with Su ri'an. Mo Xiujin, with a cynical smile, raises her feet, puts her arm on Jian Rui's shoulder, and pulls back the hand of Jian Ruizheng and Su ri'an.

He looked at Su ri'an dangerously, but asked Jian Rui: ”girl, who is this?”

”It's said that it's uncle Su ri'an. Why is your memory so bad?” Jane Ruibai looked at him, and her hand dropped naturally. She didn't go to La Su ri'an again.

”Oh, su... Ri... An?” Mo Xiujin's thin lips slowly spit out these three words, and his voice did not fall. He suddenly took a step forward, approached Su RI an, looked up from the bottom, and wanted to look into his eyes from the sunglasses. ”The talented musician who has won countless International Music Awards?”

Under sunglasses, Su ri'an's eyelids narrowed slightly, and a flash of pure light flashed in his eyes.

Through thick black sunglasses, Su ri'an looked at Mo Xiujin, who smiled like a little devil in front of him, smiled and said, ”it was a long time ago, but it's really surprising that you know this, children.”