It feels like being surrounded by people makes me feel uncomfortable... Don't expect hurtful words to become soft... Don't reveal that the movie with spoilers is not good… How sad it is that there is an ear on the other side of the wall laughing at you... …
Yang Feng's eyes began to become deep, rich, and affectionate. His deep voice came out slowly, and his fingers danced on the black and white piano keys like an elf, without a single flaw.
He didn't sing the high notes, but the people around him were stunned. It made them feel the story of a relationship that was broken up and could never be healed.
Many people felt sad because they had experienced heartbreak before, and this sad mood spread in the cafe. I feel inexplicably sad.
Some girls whose hearts were as pure as glass had already burst into tears. They lay flat on the table with their heads buried in their hands.
Yang Feng's fingers began to move violently on the black and white keys of the piano, and his mood began to rise.
I can pay for half of our... But I want to destroy all the good feelings... Looks like being alone is perfect... My fake expression embarrassed myself... But how do you calculate feelings? …
Xiao Mo, a woman in cheongsam, stood at the door listening to the melody and singing. Her beautiful eyes flickered slightly and a tear fell on the floor. She felt an unexpected pain in her heart.
Warmth, tenderness, sadness... …
Afterwards, Yang Feng began to sing in a low voice, ending the song at this moment.
My hands gently move on the black and white keys, slowing down and stopping as the song continues.
Suddenly the whole coffee shop was silent. Many people were feeling sad, wiping tears from their eyes with their fingers.
Sparse applause rang out continuously in the coffee shop. Many female college students had their beautiful eyes slightly red and looked at Yang Feng who was sitting in front of the piano with rippling eyes.
He is now like a handsome young man with an elegant temperament that makes people obsessed with him.
This is most likely a unique temperament created on the basis of the piano.
Wu Miaoyin in the office could not sit still any longer, so she came out and began to listen carefully. She also shared in the applause. She did not find that this boy had such a high level of musical talent at such a young age, and she had never heard of this song before.
Did he create it himself?! This is too outrageous.
For the next song, Yang Feng also thought about it for a while and played his own composition "Floating Dream"
Wu Miaoyin didn't have the mind to think about whether he was a monster or not. Holding a cup of white coffee, she sat at the black table and listened to his playing.
However, he did not sing this song "Dream of Life" but played it slowly on the piano, which still attracted many guests.
They sang two more songs, and before long it was seven o'clock. At this time, Yang Feng came back to his senses from the world of music. He almost forgot that Uncle Xia asked him to visit his house, but he didn't know what it was about.
Then, he stood up, saw Wu Miaoyin at the other table, walked in front of her and said, "Sorry, Sister Wu, I have something else to do today, so I have to leave an hour earlier. "
"It doesn't matter… It doesn't matter. Just remember to come on time at 6 o'clock tomorrow afternoon. "Wu Miaoyin waved her jade hand, a charming smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she took two hundred yuan from the front desk, looked at it in Yang Feng's hand, and said:
"Here's your fee for one hour today. Take it. Remember to be on time tomorrow, pianist. "
"Okay, Sister Wu, I'll leave first. "Yang Feng glanced at the two red bills in his hand, then stuffed them into his pocket and said with a smile.
Yang Feng walked out of the coffee shop. It was already past eight o'clock. If he walked there, it would take more than twenty minutes, so he drove a shared yellow car on the side of the road and slowly drove towards the Mingwan Villa Community.
"Stop the car, stop the car. This is a high-end residential area. You can't just barge in here. Leave now. "
Yang Feng stopped, put one foot on the ground, and looked at the security guard in front of him.
"You look unfamiliar to me, you may not be from here, leave now. "The security guard stepped forward and said.
"I'm here to see Uncle Xia Guoliang, I'm his relative. "Yang Feng said slowly.
"Are you Mr. Xia's relative? Why haven't I heard of any relatives of his? "The security guard was stunned for a moment, but to be on the safe side, he still walked into the security room and called the Xia family.
Yang Feng, who was outside, looked up at the dark night sky with his bright eyes and sighed lightly. This was the first time his father had invited him to his house for dinner since he passed away.
… …
On the bridge about five miles from the villa in Mingwan community, a man in his thirties with a sharp face, deep blue eyes, a high nose bridge, and golden hair appeared. He was obviously a foreigner. He was wearing a black coat, and a weapon was faintly visible at the bottom of his trousers.
He held a photo of the Xia family in his hand, his mouth curled up sinisterly, and he said, "I received the money, they will leave this world tonight, happy cooperation. "
A heavy voice came from the other end of the phone: "Happy cooperation, Killer [Mei]"
After hanging up the phone, Killer Mei raised the corners of his mouth slightly, turned around and left the Jingqu Bridge, leaving behind a stern back, faintly filled with murderous intent.
At the gate of Mingwan Villa, the security guard trotted out, smiled slightly, and a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect that this boy was really a relative of Chairman Xia. Doesn't that mean he has already been promoted half a step?
"Young man, you can go in. "The security guard said with a charming smile.
Yang Feng glanced at the security guard, parked the shared yellow car at the gate outside the community, turned around and walked in, and soon arrived at Villa No. 6.
There were three luxury cars parked at the door of the villa, two of which were Porsches, but Yang Feng didn't quite understand what models they were. The other one was a yellow Lamborghini, which he did understand.
However, as far as I can remember, it seems that the Xia family only bought two Porsches. Could it be that they bought another Lamborghini sports car?
Yang Feng shook his head in self-mockery. Even if it was true, what did it have to do with him?
Yang Feng walked through the white villa fence, came to the door, knocked gently, and soon the door opened.
The person who opened the door was a young nanny from the Xia family. Yang Feng nodded at her and walked in. A trace of disdain flashed in the nanny's eyes. She didn't expect that the Xia family actually had such a poor relative.
The villa's living room is mainly in European style, with a branded white wool sofa, a black glass table, a golden diamond chandelier that looks like a crystal ball hanging in the center of the living room, round arched windows and stone corners, black marble floor tiles, and a 25-foot LCD TV.
Yang Feng didn't care about these. His eyes moved to the sofa and he saw four people chatting there.