Chapter 28 (2/2)
Muqiu looks at Sophie in front of her. The girl's face is full of dizziness, and her words make Muqiu feel funny. He touches the tip of his nose and says: ”although it hurts your heart to say that, I'm sorry, this song is not for you.”
All of a sudden, everyone's expression is solidified, especially Sophie, the whole person is petrified in the same place.
Mu Qiu felt even more funny. He even couldn't help laughing. Then he patted Sophie on the shoulder and went back to her seat.
Leave sufeifei standing in the same place alone. When she comes back to her senses, she smiles and blushes. She lowers her head and runs back to Ding Yu. She doesn't want to look up for a long time, which makes Ding Yu's eyes more discontented and sad. Those students' eyes are also very delicate.
This guy is such a brute. Even if you beat Aowen in the face, you even beat Xiaohua in the face! Can we have fun together!
Muqiu naturally doesn't care about them. Of course, his song is not for Sophie. He is not related to Sophie, and even has a little hatred. He can't like Sophie just because she is beautiful and play this song for her.
He would take the initiative to play the piano. On the one hand, he didn't control his impulse to bully Aowen in front of so many people. On the other hand, he did it for his sister.
On the dining table, the little aunt looked at Mu Qiu with the same look in her eyes. At last, she sighed and said, ”nephew, you really scared my aunt this time.”
Mu Qiu asked, ”is that nice?”
”That sounds good.” My aunt rarely put on a serious face. She nodded and said, ”what's the name of this tune?”
”To the fallen city.” Mu Qiu said with a smile.
My aunt shook her head with a smile and said in a low voice, ”let your elder sister know that I'm so surprised.”
Mu Qiu smiles and doesn't speak. He didn't deliberately lower the volume when he just spoke. In addition, the restaurant is still very quiet at this time, so his words are heard by Sophie.
”To the fallen city”? It's not on the Internet. ”
”Is it really his original work?”
”To Qingcheng”... To Qingcheng... Is mu Qiu playing for a woman named Qingcheng? ”
”Who is Qingcheng? Is there a school called Qingcheng? ”
”Never heard of it.”
”I said... He didn't play for mu Qingcheng, did he?”
”The trough! No? ”
”Why not? I feel the truth... ”
”OMG, anyway, this song is really nice. Fortunately, I recorded it tactfully from beginning to end. I thought it was recording Muqiu's foreign appearance, but I didn't expect it.”
”What? You recorded it? Hurry up! Upload to the Internet
”Yes, yes, upload it quickly!”