Chapter 3129: Who is not the little fairy?

Chapter 3129 Who is not a fairy?
"Draw it for you tonight."
Mu Li was satisfied and nodded.
Yin Lu buried her head and laughed. She didn't call Yin Zhan to give her advice after dinner. Instead, she urged her brother to draw pictures for her sister-in-law. She didn't want to make light bulbs. There are many people in the family who can play the piano. Sitting at the piano and practicing two, Leng Ye would like to listen with gusto.
Mrs. Yin coughed twice, embarrassed to hit her daughter, and said: "Lulu, you just started learning, don't want to be able to play a complete piece, practice more basic skills. Learning piano is not something that can be accomplished overnight. You can practice for three to five years. , It can definitely be done."
After Madam Yin left, Yin Lu secretly asked Leng Yejin: "Am I playing badly?"
"Very well, continue."
Yin Lu returned to confidence and smiled low.
In fact, she herself knows how bad she plays, but she likes Leng Ye to open her eyes and praise her.
Who is not a little fairy in his heart? Longing to be held by others?
She only started to learn piano at such an old age. She has no foundation and no children’s flexible fingers. It is impossible to make a constructive breakthrough in just two months, but she is not discouraged, just a hobby. However, she didn't want to test for grades, nor did she want to be a pianist in the future, so she was very calm.
She found that if she calmed her mind, everything would become particularly interesting.
Yin Lu practiced for another half an hour. Yin Zhan finally went downstairs unbearably. His body was stained with some paint. He walked over and tapped her shoulder. Yin Lu got up and left. After Yin Zhan took her seat, she shook her head. The piano music overflowed from my fingertips.
In the room, everyone's ears were finally soothed after being injured.
The butler secretly praised Yin Zhan. After listening to the magic sound for half an hour, he really dared not speak.
"Big brother-in-law, what do you mean to hit my wife?" Leng Yejin put her hands around her chest, her face cold.
Yin Zhan didn't look at him, but went to find a few simple pieces suitable for Yin Lu to play, and handed it to her: "Practice slowly."
"Don't practice, go home to practice." Leng Ye reminded her to take a few books and turned over: "What year's book is this? The words on this are really naive, well, not naive, yes. ugly."
This is a book that Yin Zhan used to practice when he was young. At that time, he was only six or seven years old, and his words were certainly not as self-contained as they are now. Yin Zhan raised his eyebrows: "Ugly? I remember someone could not write when he was young, but Those who like Pidian Pidian followed me, and looked at me practicing calligraphy with admiration."
"Is there?" Leng Ye refused to admit it and raised his head to the ceiling.
"Really?" Yin Lu looked at the two people curiously.
Leng Yejin pressed her into her arms and squeezed her head: "Your husband is supporting you, but you are tearing me down behind your back?"
ungrateful!
Yin Lu tried to hold back her laughter and looked at the time: "Well, if we don't practice, we should go home too, it's not early."
Mrs. Yin didn’t leave her daughter anymore. She was afraid that she would play her ears for another half an hour. After Yin Lu left, she also played a song to wash her ears, but after she finished playing, she felt uncomfortable again. How could she dislike her daughter What?
If my daughter hadn't been... now, she must have played a good piano. The more Madam Yin thought about it, the more she blamed herself. She couldn't help calling Yin Lu again. The call was out, but the line was busy and no call was made.
Yin Lu received a call from Lan Ting, and was anxious at the moment: "What did you say? Shanshan was kidnapped, when did things happen, how is she now, where is she now?"
(End of this chapter)