Chapter 442 (2/2)
”Nothing special, just some handsome.” Xiaomin's cheeks are reddish.
”It's not some handsome, it should be very handsome, otherwise how could you come to ask me for instructions?” Shangguanyue joked.
”Sister Yueyue, i...!” Xiaomin's face became cramped.
”All right.” Shangguanyue sat up on the sofa and waved: ”let's go and show me. If he's really handsome, why don't you lend him a song?”
Listen to the last officer month so said, Xiao Min can not help but show the color of joy: ”thank you, sister Yue, you are so good.”
”Don't thank me until I check the goods.”
Shangguanyue follows Xiaomin to the work area. Then she points to song inkstone sitting at the window and says, ”sister Yueyue, that's him.”
Shangguanyue looks down her fingers, just as song Yan looks back, feels her eyes, and smiles at her and Xiaomin.
When she saw song Yan's face clearly, shangguanyue could not help showing a trace of error and surprise. Then, surprise and excitement suddenly bloomed on her face. Then, she walked quickly to song Yan.
Seeing this scene, the waitress nearby couldn't help joking to Xiaomin: ”Xiaomin, you're finished, and our Yueyue sister is also interested in that handsome guy. You're done.”
Hearing the jokes from colleagues, Xiaomin was a little lost, and at the same time, she wondered why yueyuejie's reaction was so big. You know, yueyuejie is usually very reserved.When shangguanyue came to Songyan, he felt nervous and said with a stiff smile, ”Hello, my name is shangguanyue, the owner of this coffee shop.”
”Hello, Miss Shangguan. Please take a seat.” Song Yan points to the position opposite him with a smile.
”Thank you.” Shangguanyue nodded his head and sat down opposite him. He stared at him intensely and said, ”presumptuous question, are you master song Yansong?”
Song Yan is slightly stunned, and then says, ”I am song Yan, but not a master.”
Song Yan admitted that shangguanxue's expression was more and more surprised. He said happily, ”Hello, master song, I'm your fan. I've heard every piano music you played, especially the blue and white porcelain. I can't get tired of hearing it. I have to hear it several times every day.”
It turns out that song Yan, a fan of his own piano, was a little surprised.
”Thank you.”
”Master song, can you sign for me?” Shangguanyue asked with some trepidation.
”Of course, you can call me song Yan. Don't call me master song. I'm not used to it.”
”Just a moment. I'll get the pen and paper.”
”OK.”
After a while, shangguanyue handed a pen and a notebook to song Yan.
Song Yan takes a pen and writes a line on his notebook: I wish shangguanyue happy every day - Song Yan.
Taking back the notebook, shangguanyue looked at the line and smiled contentedly: ”thank you, master song. By the way, I have a little request. Do you know if I can...?”
”Please tell me.”
”I'd like to hear if you can play blue and white porcelain once in person?”
”Of course.” Song Yan smiles and nods, then gets up and walks to the Steinway piano.