After dressing up as a wealthy and pitiful little man, I hold the Shuangwen script in my hand

Chapter 22 How about we make a bet?
An Ziyu, "What if I know how to play?"

Piano teacher, "???"

An Ziyu looked at her with a half-smile, "I will give you [-] if you can, but I will give you [-] if you don't."

The piano teacher stared at An Zixuan's face.

Reason told her not to care about this dead girl.

but! !
She is not reconciled.

She graduated from a music school.

She is still afraid of this dead girl? ! !

After recovering, the piano teacher pretended to be embarrassed, "Okay, don't force yourself."

An Ziyu raised his hand and placed his beautiful fingers on the black and white keys.

"Moonlight Song" was played directly on the spot without piano score.

The technique is quite skilled, and every rhythm is just right.

Mrs. An studied music when she was young.

She knows what is good playing and what is bad playing.

If there is no comparison.

Angel's song just now was perfect and just right.

But, with An Zizhen's comparison.

Angel's song just now seems to have a strong performance meaning.

A song ends.

An Ziyu turned his head and looked at the piano teacher for a moment, "You taught me how to play."

The corner of the teacher's mouth twitched, and he almost died of anger.

"You can play the piano?!"

This illegitimate daughter can not only play the piano.

And he plays better than her! ! !

An Ziyu, "No."

Teacher, "Then how do you play so well?"

An Ziyu lazily said, "You can read it once, why do you have to know how to play it?"

As a person in the 30th century, she had already been implanted with a music chip.

It's just that An Ziyu is not very interested in music.

She only loves money from beginning to end.

Later, I became a space robber, and I didn't have time to touch such elegant things.

Mrs. An was also a little surprised, "Is this really your first contact?"

An Ziyu lowered his head, and suddenly looked sad as if changing his face.

"Grandma, I really have no chance to learn the piano. My family is poor and I can't even eat enough. How can I have money?"

Mrs. An frowned, "The family is poor? The An family didn't send you any money?"

She remembered that An Su would arrange for his secretary to transfer money to Wu Jiaying every month.

The money was used as child support for An Zixuan.

An Ziyu, "I have been living with my aunt since I was a child. My aunt's family has two children, and they live on the wages she earns from working alone in the factory."

"I often have a pack of instant noodles, and my brother, sister, and I share the food."

These are all what An Zihong said based on the memory of the original owner.

But, it did happen.

The old mama frowned.

"Why is this? The money we call Wu Jiaying every month is quite a lot!"

Even if someone cheats in the middle.

It's not that bad either.

The old lady's face was also very bad, "There is such a thing, Chunyu, you arrange someone to investigate and see, if this is the case, don't let Wu Jiaying go!!"

An Qier who was on the side had a bad expression ever since An Zihong mentioned Wu Jiaying just now.

Now suddenly speak.

An Qier quickly stopped her, "Grandma, wouldn't it be good to do this. After all, she is also Ziyu's mother."

An Ziyu was very calm, "It's okay, I don't mind."

Angel, "..."

An Ziyu looked at her with a half-smile, "Miss, what are you afraid of?"

An Qier bit her lip with an aggrieved expression, "Sister, don't misunderstand me."

……

Finish piano lessons.

The piano teacher left in despair.

An's family had something to do today, so the old lady didn't notice her.

If ever.

At the end of the course, the piano teacher must have a full snack at An's house before leaving.

You must know Anjia's dim sum.

It was made by a great chef from France, and the taste is simply superb.

At this moment, the piano teacher just stepped out.

I saw a beautiful figure standing there smiling and waiting for her.

　An Ziyu: Poor! !I make all that money just to fix the system.I am so miserable! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)