Chapter 167 (1/2)

I gently stepped on the small switch in the secret place of the piano foot with my foot. Sure enough, the piano keys automatically began to play. A string of light and beautiful piano sounds sounded. I quickly straightened my waist and played with my hands above the piano keys. The guests in the distance look like that. I'm familiar with the tune to Alice, so it's easy to pretend.

The only thing that made me a little embarrassed was that the pianist stood by me, smiling and listening. In fact, I know that these actions must be very funny in this guy's eyes, but despite him, it's ok as long as I can deceive Zhang Qingqing and other guests in the western restaurant.

While I was ”playing” the piano, I secretly aimed at Zhang Qingqing with the corners of my eyes. She held her cheeks and a pair of beautiful peach eyes half narrowed. The expression on her face seemed to enjoy it. Maybe their women are more emotional and like things related to romance.

After playing a song, several guests applauded in the hall, which was an affirmation of my ”playing” level. Zhang Qingqing also looked at me with a smile.

I stood up and bowed to the guests applauding around me, and then prepared to walk towards Zhang Qingqing. At this time, the pianist suddenly came up, quietly handed me a bright red rose and whispered, ”man, give this rose to your girlfriend. She must be happier.”

”Hey, big brother, I thought you were a good man when I first saw you. Thank you.”

I smiled and took the red rose from the pianist's hand, and then walked towards Zhang Qingqing.

Zhang Qingqing saw that I actually came over with a charming red rose. My cheeks were redder and there was a trace of tenderness in my eyes.

”Qingqing, you are so beautiful today. This rose is for you.”

”Thank you, Chen Yu. You play the piano well.”

Zhang Qingqing smiled and narrowed her eyes into a crescent moon. She reached out to pick up the delicate rose in my hand, put it in front of her nose and sniffed it gently. A bright smile rippled on her pretty face. At the moment, she doesn't have a deliberately straight face like in the past. Her smile is really bright. There is a feeling that even the most beautiful flowers are eclipsed in front of her.

After listening to Zhang Qingqing's words, of course, I immediately seized this rare opportunity to pretend to force in front of her. I put a handsome pose in front of her. My left hand was supported on the table, and my body leaned slightly against the table. My right hand fiddled with my bangs with natural and unrestrained actions. I looked at the piano not far away and said faintly: ”the piano is not very good, and can only play my 50% level. In fact, I can play better...”

Before I finished, suddenly, the sound of piano music sounded in my ear. It was still the song to Alice just now. I couldn't help scolding. Shit, the pianist was making hair. I just finished playing to Alice. Why did you play it again? Is this going to compare me?

Zhang Qingqing and I, as well as the surrounding diners who eat Western food, couldn't help looking up at the direction of the piano, but found that there was no one playing behind the piano, but the piano was playing ”to Alice” automatically. Everyone was dumbfounded, and then everyone looked at me suspiciously.

It turns out that after pressing the automatic playing switch, the switch should be turned off after playing. Otherwise, after two minutes, the piano will continue to play the song automatically, which is similar to the function of single cycle.

Zhang Qingqing looked at me with wide eyes and said, ”Chen Yu, you were a fake bomb just now?”

I almost fell to the ground when I heard the speech. The expression on my face was really embarrassing. I forced the thick skinned to say, ”I call it another act of performing art.”

”Shameless,” Zhang Qingqing said angrily and funny, ”Why are you still pestling there? Why don't you sit down quickly. People around you are looking at you and whispering. How difficult it is?”

”It's embarrassing!”

I felt I was sitting down next to Zhang Qingqing. At this time, I saw the pianist hurried back with a glass of boiled water. He saw the piano playing automatically, and his face was embarrassed. Then he glanced at me, as if he was saying why don't you turn off the automatic performance?