Anchor, your crow's mouth has committed again

Chapter 376 It seems that I can learn from him
What kind of a chair is that?

It's really pretty, it's not a wooden chair, but the kind of fluffy leather, off-white, a warm-colored stool with a golden edge.

It's really pretty.

But... Tang Tang looked up at Han Beichuan.

"What are you doing with such a beautiful little stool at home?"

Sure enough, he was still suspected, Han Beichuan covered his face with a smile and sighed.

"This is brought from my piano room. My piano is white, and the stool must also be white."

"I see." Tang Tang nodded without any doubt about his words.

Then she suddenly realized something: "You can play the piano!"

A boy who can play the piano, what kind of innocence and excellence is that?
Tang Tang subconsciously looked at Han Beichuan's slender and fair hands.

She should have thought of it.

Han Beichuan himself is different from those boys who love to play and play ball, so his skin is very fair and he doesn't spend much time in the sun.

It is also difficult to think black.

It's just that because of his indifferent appearance and sometimes fierce, no one dared to say anything about him.

In fact, it seems that it is quite angry at times.

Not to be angry, but to be angry...

"How about playing a song for me after studying tonight?"

"Yes, my princess, of course I am willing to help."

"puff."

Tang Tang, who was used to being a young master, suddenly became a princess in the arms of the hungry wolf, and he was still a little bit overwhelmed.

The two of them faced the table that was neither too big nor too small, and flipped through their books.

Some read it, some wrote it, some read it silently, and some recited it silently.

The quiet and leisurely atmosphere seems to overflow with warmth.

It's the best vibe, and the hardest to get into.

This happiness, to be precise, is more comfortable than two people playing games and watching movies on the sofa.

There is nothing better than two people progressing together.

"Are you tired?" An hour later, Han Beichuan tapped the table with his fingertips.

"It's okay." Tang Tang took a pen and looked up blankly.

Why are you asking that all of a sudden?
"It's been an hour. It's time to combine work and rest. Let's lie down for a while. I'll play my playlist for you. You can choose the pure music solo that you want to hear. I'll play a song for you later."

"Okay, okay." After he said this, Tang Tang really felt his eyes regurgitate.

And just now, she seemed to have lost her concentration, and she was not in a good state.

Tang Tang lay on her arms, her slender body was surrounded by loose long hair, making her whole face smaller and fairer.

When Han Beichuan was choosing a song, he couldn't help but keep peeping.

He also quietly swallowed his saliva.

But Tang Tang didn't know anything about it.

Because she soon heard the prelude to a nice song, and it sounded melodiously.

Thousands of twists and turns, neither slow nor slow, as if traveling through the valley, ethereal and beautiful.

"I've heard this song before." Tang Tang unconsciously closed his eyes to appreciate it, to feel it with his heart.

The highest state that a song wants to express is that after you close your eyes, you can immediately enter his world.

This is the realm where any pleasant and floating voice cannot be played.

So music is not so easy to make, it takes a lot of hard work.

"Have you heard it, do you like it?" Or just this one?

"Forget it, the prelude to this song is okay, I can't enjoy it later."

"Then I'll move on to the next song."

"it is good."

After a soft sound fell, the previous music stopped abruptly, and the new music gradually diffused out, bouncing lightly in the not-so-big study room, and there was a faint echo.

Even more ethereal.

"Wow, this song is so good, I love it, you can play this later!" Tang Tang suddenly opened his eyes expectantly.

Among the ancient songs, this one is her favorite!

No, why is Han Beichuan's music full of ancient songs?
"You also like Gufeng?"

"Fortunately, the main thing is that I heard from your best friend that you don't like Gufeng, so I downloaded a few songs and listened to them."

Good girlfriend?Tang Tang probably guessed that it was Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan also contacted her during those days, saying that recently, Han Beichuan would occasionally talk to her and Jiang Meiyun about her after class.

Damn, how much he must have missed her at that time.

Not even Bai Weilan's cutie.

Don't be so cold, I will take the initiative to walk with people, and I am not afraid of criticism from others on campus.

What if someone with malicious intentions sees him walking with two girls at the same time and hypes him as a scumbag?
Fortunately not.

I don't know if there was, but it was suppressed.

Tang Tang doesn't often pay attention to civil hot searches, unless the incident is particularly serious, all major software is involved, or the trouble is on the opening page of the software.

"Then what kind of songs do you like to listen to?" Tang Tang suddenly lay down on the table, leaned on his arm, and looked at him.

Big eyes seem to be talking.

"I like a lot of songs, and they are more complicated. I can accept any genre, but I don't prefer the genre." I like it very restrained.

"Is that so..."

Tang Tang likes Gu Feng very much, so whenever she thinks of Gu Feng, she has a sense of belonging, and whenever she sees Gu Feng, she feels happy.

As long as it talks about Gufeng, she can drive the audience.

But if someone like Han Beichuan has to restrain himself even when listening to music...it's a little boring.

What is recorded is not style, there is no similarity, only fickle moods are recorded.

"Oh, actually, I can play the flute, and I can play this song with you later."

"Xiao? Well, it should sound good with this song." Han Beichuan's eyebrows were light. There was no Xiao in his house, and Tang Tang didn't bring it with him, so he asked someone to buy it and deliver it.

It's just that he doesn't quite understand why it's Xiao, not Dizi, who she knows.

Isn't the fife cool, doesn't it spin smartly, and doesn't the sound sound good.

Why choose the whimpering Xiao.

Han Beichuan didn't ask any of these questions, nor did he intend to.

It's just a general idea that she, perhaps, also had a dark time.

Everyone will have a period of time when they can't figure out many things, and no one will be sentimental, just like people who like Chinese, they are destined to be affectionate.

The two studied for a while, and finally ended their self-study at 09:30.

Someone bought Xiao and sent it in, Tang Tang couldn't stand it anymore, and took Han Beichuan to play music together.

Han Beichuan showed her his piano and asked, "Do you want to learn?"

"It's okay..." Tang Tang was still with Tang Zheng when he was a child, and he seldom saw him when he was a little older and went to school. The family of children would not apply for any projects for himself, and he was not happy.

How fun it is to play.

Now that I think about it, I was so stupid back then. If I had learned it earlier, would I be able to brag in front of Han Beichuan now?

But... It seems that learning from him is also good.

(End of this chapter)