The 99th Divorce

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In the concert hall, they practiced their own people, each of whom was a master, and Su Qianci was blushed.

"It's really good," Song Yifan came over, "how long have you studied?"

"Um ... three years, four years ..."

Of course, it was learned in my last life.

"You can have this level after studying for three or four years. This talent ... is indeed worthy ..." The female pianist smiled and looked around, but she didn't click through, she knew what it meant.

Song Yifan heard the female pianist's words, his face flushed with excitement, "One more song? Let's ensemble."

"it is good."

After a piece of music came down, Song Yifan's tacit understanding with Su Qianci was as good as cooperation in advance, and the co-production was unbelievable.

"Okay!" The female violinist clapped her hands. "It's great. If it weren't because Brother Song wasn't married, I would have thought you were his daughter!"

Su Qianci heard the words and took a subconscious look at Song Yifan.

"Don't talk blindly." Although that was the case, there was a smile that couldn't be masked on his face.

Obviously, he likes this very much.

Everyone present knew Song Yifan very well, and someone immediately shouted, "It's really a bit like you say it, especially the face shape and mouth shape, you see."

"Yes, it's really a bit like you. Look at this, it doesn't look like the picture in Song's wallet?"

"Like, wouldn't ..."

Everyone's eyes came over.

Su Qianci smiled and did not speak.

Song Yifan was afraid she was unhappy, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, her mother's surname is Su."

"What is your mother's last name? What about your father?" Someone was sloppy, and stared at Song Yifan.

Su Qianci didn't care, and said frankly, "I didn't have a father, and my mother was left at the door of the orphanage since childhood."

"Ah, it's so miserable. That's right. You don't have a father. Brother Song has always wanted a daughter, otherwise you would recognize him as a godfather."

"Well, your goddaddy, don't you know that goddaughter is very ambiguous now. Brother Song is a very good man. He is called a righteous father."

"Come, call your righteous father!"

"Call your father, call your father!"

...

The rumblings around were getting louder and louder, Song Yifan said, "You're enough, Qianci is the guest I invited this time, and the concert is about to begin. See you guys are still busy."

"Guest, do you mean to be on stage?" Someone asked, his eyes brightened.

"Let ’s go to the stage. The thousand porcelain violin is not worse than Anna. Why not try it?"

"What does Qianci think?"

Where the eyes converged, Su Qianci was a little nervous: "Will it cause trouble for you? I'm afraid I can't pull it well ..."

And on this occasion, isn't it particularly important, right? She's ruined her stuff, what can I do?

"No, don't be nervous, just follow my rhythm then." The female pianist looked upright. "Rest assured, your level is good, I am optimistic about you."

To be honest, Su Qianci also wanted to go up and try.

Dreaming.

She could never have had such an opportunity in her previous life. Now ... do you want to grasp it?

"It's okay," Song Yifan looked at her. "If you feel nervous, you won't play today, and there will be a performance tomorrow morning."

"I'm on," Su Qianci's little face was flushed, his eyes were shining, "I want to try, can I?"

Song Yifan saw a bit of anxiety in her eyes, smiling, and naturally stretched out her hand, rubbing her head like a kid, "Silly girl, of course."

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[I accidentally fell asleep, with the permission of the two masters, and postponed it to tomorrow * ^ V ^ * Hey, keep asking for referral tickets]