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"Mr. Yan, please recite this poem for me once more …"

"At that time, we had a dream. It was about literature, about love, about travelling across the world. Now, we drink in the middle of the night, and when the cups meet, the sound of our dreams shattering …"

Yan Ge turned even deeper and started to sob even louder.

Su Changtian noticed this and frowned, his eyes filled with doubt. He turned and looked at them, his eyebrows knitted slightly, and he stood up, walking towards them with a gloomy face.

"Yan Ge, are you tired of living? What did you do to Changfei?" Ruan Changhuan asked sternly while pointing his finger at Yan Ge, his fingertips almost touching Yan Ge's nose.

Other than Su Changtian, everyone else was still immersed in Chen Tongtong's singing, so they didn't notice that they were almost fighting right now.

Yan Ge was immediately enraged. Damn it, how presumptuous! This time it was his belt that wasn't properly fastened, revealing this brat to the public!

Yan Ge's face was terrifyingly gloomy. Just as he was about to reach out and smash off Ruan Changhuan's arm, his hand was stopped by Su Changfei's hand. That hand was abnormally warm and smooth, and Yan Ge unconsciously released his strength and stopped struggling, allowing Su Changfei to hold on tightly to his arm.

"Brother Ruan, Mr. Yan didn't do anything to me, I was just listening to the music and crying, I was too engrossed …"

"Little Sister Changfei, why don't you sit at your brother's place and talk to him? This brat is not a good person, he's Shen Jiang's famous playboy …"

Damn it! It was really endless! Without waiting for Yan Ge to lose his temper, Su Changfei lightly scratched her palm again, "I'm not going, I have a good time chatting with Mr. Yan. Go back first, Ruan Big Brother, you will sing for us in a while …."

"This... "I'm telling you, kid, keep your hands and feet together, hmph!" Ruan Changhuan glared at him again, stomped his feet, and left.

"Mr. Yan, whose poem was that just now? How come I've never heard of it? " Su Changfei had already recovered from the shock. Her face was flushed red, and her eyes were filled with emotion as she looked around.

She stared straight into Yan Ge's eyes.

"Bei Dao's' A guest from Poland ', it's too sentimental …"

"Mr. Yan, you are a man with a story.

Ding dong

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F * ck! So it was like that! A knowledgeable woman needed to use poetry to move others! Understood! Tsk tsk! It seems like those years in high school were not spent madly studying!

Yan Ge was secretly pleased in his heart, but his face still carried a deep expression, "Naughty fellow who does not know the essays, has no hope of living with his country or his family, even if he is born with a good body and his stomach is filled with wild grass, the past Yan Ge is already dead, it's fine if you don't even bring him up …"

He raised his glass and drained it.

Su Changfei's eyes flickered as she placed her hands on her chin. "Mr. Yan, this poem is about Jia Baoyu from 'Dream of the Red Chamber', I really didn't think that you would have seen such a classic literature …"

"Changfei, you also like to watch 'Dream of the Red Chamber'?" Seeing Changfei entering the conversation area, Yan Ge was secretly happy in her heart, she still maintained her deep expression.

Just as Yan Ge was preparing to discuss the matters of literature with the intellectual female and artistic youth Su Changfei, Ruan Changhuan walked over with a gloomy face.

"Changfei, aren't you going to sing a song? In this private room, you can find the feeling of a grand stage! " As he spoke, Ruan Changhuan glared at Yan Ge again.

"Un, then give it a try, I want to sing it, let me think, then give me the theme song" Color of the Wind "," Amazing Fate in the Wind ", Yan Ge, do you know how? Shall we sing together? " Su Changfei blinked her large eyes again as she stared at Yan Ge.

"Sure, to be able to sing with such a beautiful girl, that's what I've been hoping for, tsk tsk tsk …"

Oh, I never thought that Young Master Yan would not only drink and pick up girls, but also sing. Ruan Changhuan mocked Yan Ge with a cold expression.

"Hehe, you still know too little about me. Young Master Ruan, speak the truth, there is nothing that I am not proficient in, hehe …"

"Oh? Oh right, Young Master Yan, I have already brought the ink and paper. I wonder when you can present the Ink Treasure? "

"Wait till Changfei and I finish singing this song, then we can settle it in minutes. Right, Young Master Ruan, this wine of yours seems to be a little problematic.

Yan Ge smiled as he looked at the green faced Ruan Changhuan standing up, then bowed towards Su Changfei and extended his hand, "Little Sister Changfei, please …"

In the midst of the changing lights, Yan Ge and Su Changfei held hands and walked towards the stage. Yan Ge had a complacent face, tsk tsk, he was simply a golden couple! The antenna above his head was still moving back and forth. Listening to the discussion of the people below the stage, a glint flashed across his eyes.

"Where did this kid come from?" How could Changfei possibly chat with him? "

"Trash!"

"Humph!" It's disgusting just to look at him! "

However, Su Changtian did not say anything. Last time in the underground boxing competition, after Yan Ge had unexpectedly defeated a few experts, he had secretly investigated Yan Ge, and the results of the investigation shocked him greatly. How was this Yan Ge a popinjay?

Su Changtian looked carefully at Yan Ge who had already walked up the stage.

The music gradually began to play, the lights kept changing, and under the control of the computer, the dry ice on the stage began to spray white smoke into the stage. Under the light, the white smoke turned into colorful colors, a dryer blew up the smoke, the colorful smoke started to flow, and the stage became a fairy-tale world.

Su Changfei started to sing with deep emotions.

"Have you ever heard the wild wolves wail at Leng Yue? Have you ever asked why the lynx is smiling? Can you sing along with Mountain's voice? Can you draw out all the colors of the wind?"

Su Changfei turned her head and looked at Yan Ge who was standing at the side with deep emotions. Under the light of the lamp, the wind breezed through thousands of patterns, but the gaze was pure and clear.

Tsk tsk! This was truly a body that was doted upon by tens of thousands!

"If you cut down the maple tree, you will never know how tall it is, and you will never be able to hear the howls of the wild wolves towards the cold moon. It doesn't matter whether our skin is white or yellow, we need to sing along with the melodious and desolate sounds to draw out the colors of the rainbow in the wind …"

Below the stage, silence reigned. Yan Ge and Su Changfei were like princes and princesses in a fairytale. They were a perfect couple, holding hands and looking at each other passionately.

After playing it for a while, Su Changfei lifted up the microphone again and started singing emotionally.

On the other hand, Yan Ge held her hand and walked to the white piano. He released Su Changfei's hand and sat on the piano stool, his ten fingers flying like the wind, the piano began to play.

Su Changfei's eyes shone again, and without knowing when, two red rays of light flew to her cheeks, her voice became even clearer, like water flowing into the hearts of the people in the chartered rooms. Even Ruan Changhuan, who hated Yan Ge, had a face full of infatuation, deeply moved by the music and singing.

Yan Ge's ten fingers quickly crossed and danced between the black and white keys, pushing the《 Color of the Wind》 to its climax. He and Su Changfei started to sing together.

"It doesn't matter whether our skin is white or yellow, we need to sing along with the melodious sounds to draw out the colors of the wind …"

Chen Tongtong, who was sitting on the sofa, was the first to stand up and clap her hands together. She did not expect that Shen Jiang's number one popinjay, the newest and most popular Internet Red Yan Ge, would be able to sing well like this.

This caused her heart to move again. Seeing him together with Su Changfei, she also felt a little sour in her heart.

Su Changtian knew that although Yan Ge was a playboy who hid his true strength on the surface, his current performance still shocked him greatly. Not only did he narrow his eyes, if that was the case, this Yan Ge could be pulled over as a friend.

When the others saw their boss, Su Changtian, stood up, they thought that she was clapping for Su Changfei, too, stood up and shouted, and Ruan Changhuan also stood up, but it was extremely contradictory. He could feel that, at that moment, Su Changfei's feelings for him had probably advanced another step, and become even stronger.

"Yan Ge, I never thought that not only would you sing well, you could also play really well on the piano!" Although Su Changfei studied medicine, the various teachers who were invited by the family since she was young were proficient in zither, chess, books, and painting according to the requirements of the Six Arts of the Ancient Era.'s smooth playing just now had shocked her.

"I'm sorry, but I haven't played for a long time and my hands are a little raw …" Yan Ge's heart was once again overjoyed, but his face still carried a carefree expression.

"Yan Ge, you are such an interesting person. I would rather let someone call you a playboy than show off their talent, why are you doing this?" Su Changfei blinked her large eyes again. Her heart was beating like a little deer, thumping hard against her chest.

"Hehe, isn't this a good game? "If you go and sing alone, why should you? The people I admire the most are Ji Kang, who drank and sang the most, and Tang Bohu, who drank and slept, and the Peach Blossom Tang."

Yan Ge started to emit another coquettish poem again, memorizing Lu You's poem. He knew, in his heart, that a girl like Su Changfei, who came from a clan, viewed money and fame too lightly, and paid the most attention to taste and cultivation.

As they spoke, they walked down the stage and sat back on the sofa.