Chapter 440

After seeing no one on the stage, Yu Weiwei couldn't help asking, "elder martial brother, I remember you didn't have much communication with Lin Feng? What's more, Master Wang Yan is a national master of Yuxiao. If he... "

Shen Shuchen stepped down, with a smile on his face and a conceited way: "don't worry, my silly younger martial sister. Although I'm not familiar with Lin Feng, I've met several times. If I ask him to sell me face, he won't refuse."

As for Wang Yan, I used to respect him, but now I know that he is just a hypocrite. Do you dare to support you

After hearing this, Yu Weiwei, who was worried before, was completely relieved that there was no pressure for the finals tomorrow night. She even gave up rehearsal and directly pulled Shen Shuchen away.

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Wenquan community is not far away, the beautiful water park.

In the pavilion, there is a delicate figure waiting for her lover, just like waiting for her lover.

Song Anqi is wearing a simple white sweater with jeans trousers. It is simple and fashionable, and with the ball head hairstyle, the more delicate and lovely.

"Oh, why hasn't brother Meng ran come yet?" The little girl was walking in the pavilion. In five minutes, this sentence had been repeated more than 20 times.

As soon as the words fell, he saw a boy in a light blue denim shirt coming face to face.

Although young people are not handsome, they have fair skin and beautiful face. They have an indescribable temperament. It seems that if you just look at them, you will fall into them deeply.

"Wow, brother Meng ran, you look very handsome today." Song Anqi covered her mouth and said with a blush.

Meng ran did not say a word, directly awarded song an Qi a brain collapse, pretended to be angry and said: "I which day is not handsome?"

Song Anqi covered her mouth and snickered, and her eyebrows became crescent.

"I'm a good suit, isn't it? I'll wear it tomorrow night. By the way, are you ready for everything I asked you to prepare? Don't make any mistakes. "

Song Anqi nodded, "don't worry. I went to the program group to watch it. I'm ready. Brother Meng ran, aren't you going to play with my zither and flute? What about your zither? "

Song Anqi found that Meng ran came with empty hands. She is carrying the jade flute that Meng ran gave her.

Meng ran, with a smile, said, "who said that the piano and Flute Ensemble must have a piano?"

Song Anqi blinked her beautiful eyes and was puzzled.

Meng ran explained: "this piece of music is different from all the tunes you know. It can't be learned through practice. As long as you can integrate your body and mind into the tune, you will naturally play it. Of course, you can only play part of it at most."

"Why only play part of it?" Song Anqi is still puzzled.

Meng ran looked a little trance, his face was reminiscent, and sighed, "because there is only one person in this world who can play all of them. When it comes to temperament, it is more difficult for me to reach it. "

I don't know why, after hearing this, song Anqi felt a trace of jealousy in her heart, but she soon suppressed her.

"Brother Meng ran, how can I integrate into it physically and mentally?"

"I'll help you with the sound of the piano tomorrow night. Don't worry."

"Well." Song Anqi agreed.

After chatting with song Anqi for a while, she was invited to have a full meal. Meng ran went back to the villa.

Time flies by. In a twinkling of an eye, the draft contest finals are finally about to start.