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Chapter 83 You obviously like it too, don't you?
Rong Bo smiled and said: "Look, this piano is beautiful in color. The young master paid a lot of money to buy it. A famous pianist back then..."

"Uncle Rong!" A low reprimand interrupted Uncle Rong.

Lu Jinhan came over and looked down at Song Yinyin: "Are you going to try the tone?"

Song Yinyin came back to her senses and came to the piano step by step.

Outside the window, the morning light and translucent tulle poured obliquely, refracting dazzling brilliance on the smooth cover. This piano seemed to be alive, driving Song Yinyin to stretch out her hands...

A string of neat and clean notes fell, and the piano sound was as soft as the winter sun, radiant and bright, warm and peaceful.

Song Yinyin heard it, and her eyes lit up.

Even Song Dabai couldn't help saying in amazement: "Wow! The voice is really nice!"

As if the screw cap had been unscrewed, a strong desire boiled in her chest, driving Song Yinyin to continue playing...

The smooth musical sound slowly came out from the fingertips, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, but the grains were distinct and piercing.

When it is high-pitched and majestic, the sound of the piano is as strong as the roaring deep sea, touching the heart and soul...

When it is mellow and low, the sound of the piano is as deep as the dark night, and the sound is as silent as it is, with its own bottomless power spreading to the sky...

At some point, Lu Jinhan walked up to her and asked, "How do you feel?"

"Well, great!" she blurted out.

"Like it?"

"like."

She nods again.

Suddenly, realizing something, she looked up at him, "Are you really planning to give it to Dabai and me?"

He smiled and said: "Dabai is my son. To be reunited with my son, it is natural to give a big gift. And you will be the next young pianist signed by the Continental Group. Naturally, there will be a piano for practice by your side. "

Song Yinyin was a little embarrassed, frowned slightly, and said, "But... this piano is too expensive..."

"Send me Lu Jinhan's son, of course I want to give the best."

She frowned: "you'll spoil him like this."

"My son has this talent, so of course he has to cultivate it. Besides, you obviously like it, don't you?" He raised his eyebrows lightly.

Song Yinyin: "..."

Uncle Rong who was at the side also walked over with a smile and said, "Miss Song, you see, I told you that our young master will be a good father."

Hearing this, the little guy raised his head, and his little face burst into a smile: "Thank you Daddy! Mommy, get up quickly, I want to play a song too!"

Song Dabai couldn't wait to play a song.

Song Yinyin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she had to get up and get out of the way. After Song Dabai sat down, she played "Turkish March" which she was good at.

Seeing his small hands running quickly over the keys like shuttles, Lu Jinhan was shocked.

He was lost in the sound of the piano...

click-

The crisp sound of taking pictures brought him back to his senses.

Turning his head to look, Rong Bo took a mobile phone to take a picture of Song Dabai playing the piano, and said with emotion:

"Looking carefully, Young Master Dabai, like Young Master Jinyan, has inherited his wife's artistic talents from back then. This is probably a genetic gene. It's no wonder that outsiders think that Young Master Dabai is the son of Young Master Jinyan."

When Lu Jinhan heard this, his expression was rather displeased.

Seeing this, Uncle Rong changed his words again with a smile: "Of course, but in terms of appearance and demeanor, Master Jin Han is the most similar to Young Master Dabai! Oh, yes, it would be best if the young master managed the imperial capital for Young Master Dabai." What about the admission procedures for the art school?"

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