Xiao Huanxi: I am Fang Yifan

The Golden Gate Community is separated from the Yanying Community by a park.

Fang Yifan carried the piano box and asked all the way before arriving at the sunny day kindergarten in the community.

Most of the lights in the kindergarten have been turned off.

Only in the lobby, in front of a grand piano, there is a graceful silhouette playing the piano on Fang Yiran’s side.

It is to Alice, Fang Yifan is one of the few piano pieces that he recognizes.

The piano sound was pleasant, full of the sweet taste of dog food, Fang Yifan was pasted.

How big a sin did he make, running over to eat dog food so late?

The woman is more than forty years old, the charm remains, the temperament is outstanding, and there are already crow’s feet at the corners of the eyes, but it adds a bit of taste.

On the other side of the grand piano, a scruffy man in his forties wearing T-shirts and shorts and a beard leaned against the wall as an audience.

Fang Yifan was outside the door, waiting for the woman to finish playing a song, then knocked on the door of the kindergarten and walked in.

“Hello, it’s not kindergarten working hours, if there is anything, you can come to work tomorrow to consult.”

The scruffy man came to Fang Yifan, with an undoubted tone in his plainness.

“Uncle, I’m only eighteen, and no children can come to kindergarten.” Fang Yifan said with a smile.

The corner of the scruffy man’s mouth twitched.

He habitually said this, and usually many people come to the store for consultation after kindergarten work.

“Then handsome little guy, what are you doing here?” The woman finally got up from the piano bench, came to the man, and asked.

“I heard that there is a man named Wei Wuhua here, and I want to learn from him to direct and test Yanying.” Fang Yifan said in a serious tone.

The scruffy man pouted, with a look of disdain.

“He shouldn’t be interested.” The woman glanced at the scruffy man next to her and gently refused.

“It’s okay, I just changed my mind!” Fang Yifan looked at the woman with a graceful posture and a graceful posture in front of him, and said with a look of expectation:

“Young sister, can I learn to play the piano with you?”

“I don’t want to go to Yanying, I think if you teach me, I can go and see Yangyin.”

Unexpected point +88 from Wei Wuhua!

Fang Yifan glanced at the scruffy man, sure enough, it was Wei Wuhua, he wasn’t in the wrong place.

The scruffy man Wei Wuhua was stunned.

Don’t you want to learn to direct choreography, at the same age, why do you call me uncle and her little sister?

“Poof…” the woman couldn’t help but laugh softly when she heard this, and said

“I haven’t accepted students for a long time, there are many training schools outside, you can go over there to see, the level is okay.”

“But in their piano I can only hear perfunctory, I can’t hear anything else, they all play the piano for life.”

“I think when music becomes a means of making a living, it’s basically dead.”

“I want to learn music that is alive, the kind that has feelings.”

“I heard this from your piano.”

Fang Yifan’s eyes were infinitely loving music, and he looked at the woman in front of him longingly and said.

Unexpected value from Zhou Keren +66!

Sure enough, it was Zhou Keren, and Fang Yifan felt in his heart that this name was really good.

Zhou Keren was stunned when she heard this, she hadn’t heard such a statement for a long time.

Is there feelings, living music?

Zhou Keren glanced at Wei Wuhua beside him, his eyes darkened.

A child in middle school can hear it, he listened for three years, but did not respond.

“I really don’t accept students, and I don’t have the time and energy to help you with the art test.”

“However, every night at eight o’clock, I will play the piano here for a while, if you are interested, you can come and listen to it.”

Zhou Keren smiled and refused, the kindergarten she opened has already involved most of her energy on weekdays, and she can’t take students.

But she loved what the teenager had to say about music, and she didn’t mind having an extra listener.

“No, I object, we don’t know who he is.” Wei Wuhua said with a frown.

“Uncle, I’m Fang Yifan, a senior at Chunfeng Middle School, now you know who I am.”

“And what is your relationship with this young lady, why should you decide for her?”

After Fang Yifan introduced himself, he asked with a puzzled look.

He knew the relationship between the two very clearly, and this knife, gee, was absolutely red.

Wei Wuhua’s face froze, and he was suddenly speechless.

Zhou Keren looked at Wei Wuhua’s reaction, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and said with a gentle smile to Fang Yifan

“What he said doesn’t count, it’s okay, you can come later when you are free.”

“However, if you want to study music, it is better for you to sign up for a training course.”

“With professional teachers to guide you, progress will be faster.”

“Okay, then young lady, I’ll come back tomorrow.”

Fang Yifan waved his hand, didn’t even look at Wei Wuhua, and left the kindergarten.

He never thought he would succeed once.

Wei Wuhua, who used to teach at Yanying, was fired three years ago for unknown reasons.

Before Fang Yifan crossed over, the film Huanghua who directed the rain won the Palme d’Or.

A seal of gods, shocking the entire film circle.

He had seen video interviews and came here every day until Wei Wuhua had not photographed the yellow flowers after the rain.

The sunny day kindergarten was also hot for a while because Wei Wuhua was on the hot search list.

If you really want to learn to choreographer, Wei Wuhua is definitely a big thick leg with golden can, and the hidden dragon is in the abyss.

As for the emotional entanglement between Wei Wuhua and Zhou Keren, in the interview, Wei Wuhua only concealed Zhou Keren’s name.

Wei Wuhua was widowed and had a daughter, and he was afraid of his daughter’s feelings, and the two did not come together in the end.

Wei Wuhua eventually said in an interview that if he had to choose again, he wouldn’t want to miss it.

Taking down Zhou Keren is equivalent to taking Wei Wuhua…