Chapter 159 Master Fu Likes Bad Shoes?

The voice that fell on the ear was low and magnetic, a little cold, but it was charming.

Song Nian looked directly at the twins on the stage, she was An An's mother, there was no doubt about it.

In a blink of an eye, Song Nian thought of the series of actions just now, and her heart skipped a beat. She looked sideways at Fu Junyu: "Your son is quite talented, and we cherish talents in making music, so I will introduce him to you without your permission." Master."

This explanation can be regarded as fulfilling the fact that she called the twins Mr. Wen.

Fu Junyu hummed, tilted his head slightly, stared deeply at Song Nian with dark eyes, and the tear mole at the end of his eyes became dreamy and mysterious under the dim light: "Thank you for the recommendation, Nian Nian."

After all, it is Old Wen, a hall-level master, so I should thank you.

The sound of piano and violin sounded from the stage, and soon resounded throughout the banquet hall.

Obviously it is the first time to cooperate on stage, but the twins cooperate seamlessly and have a tacit understanding.

Song Nian's impromptu composition was played by the twins, and the emotion changed instantly.

The innocence and cleanliness of the child endowed this song with the cleanliness of the soul. The bigwigs present heard the most sacred baptism for their soul and body.

Maybe it was Song Nian's musical talent, or maybe the twins were born suitable for playing musical instruments. They were only five years old, but their talent in playing musical instruments shocked Wen Lao and the others.

This is a genius, but a talent, something you can't find, you have to cultivate it from a young age, starting from a baby.

The soul-cleaning music soothes and washes the dark side deep in the hearts of adults, leaving behind a pure and flawless sunny side. Everyone just feels like a breeze, relaxed and happy from the inside out.

At the end of the song, the twins bowed gracefully, and thunderous applause rang out from the audience.

Mr. Wen was very satisfied with the performance of the twins. Before the twins stepped down, the old man had already said, "Nian Nian, these two children are very talented, you have to train them well, you can't waste that talent, you know?"

Song Nian smiled, "Yes, Master."

An Nuan hid in the corner, just put down her clapping hands, whether she admits it or not, Song Nian's daughter and Master Fu's son are really like brothers and sisters, and they are very smart.

As for the coordinating performance of a song on the stage just now, her talent and attainment completely surpassed her and Song Wanwan's.

After listening to the twins' performance, An Nuan's inferiority complex resurfaced.She can't even compare to a child, how can she get into the eyes of those big shots?

Let her play a song on stage?But let's put it down, after the performance of the two children, the next person to perform on the stage has to be weighed.If this is crushed by children, face and dignity will be lost.

The banquet didn't come to an end until midnight.

Song Nian led the twins to bid farewell to Mr. Wen and the others, and then left from the banquet hall.

The entrance of TQ Hotel.

Song Suisui was hugged by Song Nian, her work and rest time had passed, she was lying on Song Nian's shoulder and fell into a deep sleep.

Fu Junyu's side was not much better, Fu Yanqing also slept soundly on Fu Junyu's shoulder.

In order to prevent twins from catching cold, the hotel staff specially provided blankets.

Fu Junyu's luxury car, the world's limited edition, had already parked at the entrance of the hotel and waited for a long time.

But I didn't see Song Nian's car.

Fu Junyu looked sideways at Song Nian, and a cool and elegant voice sounded: "Let's go together, it's not easy to call a car at this point, and Sui Sui is asleep."

Song Nian's big G is still being repaired, and she doesn't have a car.

When An Nuan came out of the hotel, she immediately saw Fu Junyu's eye-catching limited-edition luxury car.

Watching Song Nian get into the car with Song Suisui in his arms, An Nuan's eyes flushed with envy: "What's the matter with Master Fu? You also like this kind of rotten shoes that have given birth?"

(End of this chapter)

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