Chapter 217: New Year's Day Gala 4

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The following countless fancied fans have expressed their love for Tang Yu, and their popularity is no less than Gu Zichen and others.
She twitched her lips and did not expect Tang Yu to be so popular in Shengyin.
But when in Chenjiang before, there weren't a few young girls who liked him, but they never saw Tang Yu deal with them.
After a long time, the girls' feelings for him faded, and they turned to the embrace of other small fresh meat.
Just in the holy sound, it seems that this kind of high-cold fan is quite attractive.
Su Nian handed the mobile phone to Tang Yu and joked: "Tang Yu, look, you have become one of the four major sages of the Holy Voice. Do you have any awards?"
Tang Yu scratched his head, with an innocent expression, "Ah, thank you."
Nian Zhucheng and Song Yuxi couldn't help laughing, and Su Nian was amused by his dumb look, and could not help but laugh.
Tang Yu took out his mobile phone, but did not browse through the messy posts that confessed to him, but searched out the lyrics of a song and recited it silently.
At noon, Su Nian had dinner and went to the piano room. Jiang Mu was already waiting there.
She sternly shouted "Good teacher", Jiang Mu looked up at her and smiled: "Don't be nervous, we are not teachers and students now, but friends and partners. It's hard for me to be so restrained."
Su Nian laughed dryly and sat down in front of the piano.
There was a moment of dizziness, and those unfortunate memories appeared in her mind. The white snow was stained with red by the hot blood, and it became a large and dirty road, making her subconsciously vomit.
Jiang Mu frowned, he thought for a moment, and left the topic: "Su Niannian, this is the sheet music, you can take a look first."
Su Nian took a look every year, which was printed by Jiang Mu himself. He also marked them one by one, and he could see that he was a very considerate person.
"Teacher, can you also play the piano?" Su Niannian looked at many of the above places and wrote them professionally. People who do not understand music do not understand these.
Jiang Mu's expression was stiff, and she recovered immediately, and said with a smile: "Understand it. You were forced to learn it when you were a kid. You have already lost it."
Su Nian was intrigued every year. "So am I. I didn't play the piano well when I was young. My mother wouldn't give me sugar. I hate it."
I talked to you two by one, and Su Nian's uncomfortable emotions were mostly dissipated, so I tried to play it again.
The clear and moving piano sound slowly flowed in the piano room, and every note seemed to be magical, bit by bit, exciting.
Jiang Mu chose a classic old song of Mizuki Nianhua to have you all his life. The melody is very simple. Su Nian played it twice to complete it.
"Teacher, you can sing along." Su Nian suggested, Jiang Mu nodded, and as the intro sounded, the clean and gentle male voice began to sing along with the piano.
The melody is melodious, the singing is gentle, and the coordination is impeccable.
"How many years have you admired your face when you were young? You know who wants to withstand the ruthless changes of the years."
"How many people have come and returned in your life, and I know that I will be by your side forever in my life."
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Su Niannian even felt that two people are like partners who have known each other for many years. After only one pass, they have almost run in.
She couldn't help but stop playing the piano and asked in confusion: "Mister, have we met before?"
Jiang Muyan was in the same place, but he didn't know how to answer.
For a long time, he lowered his head and flipped through the lyrics, pretending to answer casually: "How could it be."
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