Lu Zhen had thought about the reason. She felt that perhaps it was because she had been practicing with the electronic piano, so she could not find that feeling at all. "Mr. Song, can I see your piano?" Lu Zhen suppressed her excitement and asked politely.
"No problem. I'll show you."
When the two of them arrived next door to the living room, Lu Zhen immediately saw a pure white piano. Lu Zhen's breathing almost stopped. After a while, she sighed. "It's so beautiful. It's like a piece of art."
Song Jia looked at Lu Zhen's sparkling eyes and smiled. "Do you want to try? Go ahead."
Lu Zhen turned to look at Song Jia. For a moment, she was actually a little nervous. She said in embarrassment, "I play very ordinary…"
"Tools are meant to serve people. You're an actor, not a professional pianist. It doesn't matter if you don't play well. I won't laugh at you." It was rare for Song Jia to see Lu Zhen like this. His heart softened and his eyes softened.
