Chapter 700: We will send you flowers

Meng Xiaonan's unhappiness did not come from Xu Niannian's opening dance.
But...
"Damn! An Chuxia, how could my cute boy be unhappy because of this? Why do you not know me so much? Tellmewhy!"
Meng Xiaonan's expression was a bit agitated, and his hand couldn't help holding An Chuxia's sleeve.
An Chuxia stared at her unclearly, "What the are you talking about? I didn't understand a word."
Meng Xiaonan retracted his hand, straightened his face, and said, "An Chuxia, did you say that on purpose? I am not angry about the opening dance by Xu Niannian, but you!"
"Me?" An Chuxia's face flashed with astonishment, and she pointed her finger at herself in confusion. She really didn't know what she had done wrong to make Meng Xiaonan so angry.
"Yes." Meng Xiaonan finally cut to the topic: "You have signed up for the art week party performance. I don't know anything about this. You'd better explain to me that this is a surprise you gave me, otherwise I must break with you!"
After saying this, a trace of cracks appeared on An Chuxia's face. Immediately afterwards, she had digested what Meng Xiaonan had said in her mind, and her whole body immediately seemed to be petrified, without moving.
The crazy cute boy didn’t notice the expression on An Chuxia’s face, and continued:
I didn’t know that you could still play the piano. I remember you never even touched the keyboard, right? Honestly, is it Qilu? Master taught you to play the piano?"
After that, Meng Xiaonan looked at An Chuxia and waited for her to answer, but An Chuxia stayed there, and now Meng Xiaonan finally noticed something wrong with her.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you not talking?" Meng Xiaonan asked suspiciously.
"Little cute boy." An Chuxia said back to his senses: "Don't believe me when I said it."
Meng Xiaonan was so tempered by An Chuxia's serious expression that he could only stand his temper, "You said."
An Chuxia said, "I didn't sign up for any party performance at all. Besides, I don't know how to play the piano."
Now it was Meng Xiaonan's turn to petrify, she only felt that a crow had been flying above her head, and six small black spots were left behind. She is embarrassed, no wonder An Chuxia just didn't understand her.
"Could it be... I read it wrong? Or is there someone with the same name as yours?" Meng Xiaonan said so, and immediately took her hand into the classroom.
More people came to the classroom, and more people gathered around the podium to watch the program.
What everyone gathered around to watch just now was the program list of the Art Week Gala.
"Let's give in!" Meng Xiaonan shouted, pulling An Chuxia while squeezing into the middle of the podium.
The third program on the program list says "An Chu Xia, Piano Solo" impressively.
Looking at the corresponding class again, it is indeed their class.
That is, An Chuxia really wants to participate in the performance, no accident.
"In early summer, I didn't expect you to still play the piano. I will definitely send you flowers at that time!"
"That's it, I will also go up and give you flowers!"
The unknowing students all said so.
"How could this be?" Meng Xiaonan tilted his head and looked at An Chuxia in surprise.
An Chuxia didn't lose her mind at the moment, she thought about it carefully, and gently shook her head at Meng Xiaonan, motioning her not to say anything.
The above does not indicate the piano solo music, which means that even if she goes up to play the birthday song, it is OK!
Although I don't know who is so "kind" to help her to register, but it seems that she can't get it. Anyway, she was going to perform, so it's better not to let others know that she was forced to be on stage.