Ordinary observers in fast time travel

"...for a few taels of broken silver,
In order to have soup for three meals,

For the car? For the house?

......"

Qingyue's voice was very deep, reflecting on the hardship of life, the anguish of struggle, and the everlasting hope that supports people moving forward.

Listening to this song, people feel that the things they try hard to disguise are easily torn apart by the sound and completely exposed.For a moment, they felt ashamed and ashamed.

But the glimmer of hope in the song told them that all this was just human nature and no big deal.

Just put aside the fatigue, put aside the pain, pick up your mood, and continue to fight.

The song stops and all the disturbances fly away.Han Zhuoyuan opened his eyes and saw that the waiter had brought the meal. He motioned to Lin Huanan to eat first.

"Eat, I'm hungry after a busy day." Han Zhuoyuan said easily.

Lin Huanan was still immersed in the music, "It sounds good, it sounds so good. After listening to it, I feel like my whole body has been baptized."

"Director, how did you discover this fairy shop? Do you come here often?" Lin Huanan asked excitedly.

Han Zhuoyuan didn't leave him. He was eating by himself because he was hungry.

Lin Huanan talked for a long time, but when the director didn't answer, he shut his mouth and started eating. "Well, the noodles are delicious too!"

Here the two of them were eating noodles peacefully, while on the other side, Su Mingli also started to pick up the violin and play on tour.

Different from the clear and bright piano, the violin's timbre is high-pitched and the sound is clear and refined, which is in sharp contrast with other instruments.Even in large-scale performances, you can clearly find the sound of the violin.

Therefore, it is a different feeling than listening to piano music.

"My God, she can also play the violin. It still sounds good!"

Lin Huanan was so shocked that he forgot to eat the noodles.

"Thank you!" Su Mingli happened to come to him at this time, "Thank you for your song request. I will give you another song."

Su Mingli recognized Han Zhuoyuan. He came here often before and would request songs every time.

"Thank you, I have a humble request."

"What? Please tell me?" Su Mingli smiled.

"Can I record you playing something?"

"Of course, as long as you don't post it online." Su Mingli said with a smile. In fact, she now cooperates with the coffee shop to record some videos and upload them to a certain audio number in the coffee shop.

"If you like to listen to my music, you can also follow the account 'Bamboo Forest Listening to the Rain'."

"Okay." Han Zhuoyuan smiled and nodded.
"I won't disturb your meal." Su Mingli continued to play the violin.

Lin Huanan looked at Han Zhuoyuan in shock, "Director, was that really you just now?"

Han Zhuoyuan frowned, what does this mean?
"Impossible, how could that gentle and polite middle-aged uncle just now be the director of Hell!" Lin Huanan patted his cheeks with both hands, as if in a dream.

Han Zhuoyuan frowned, moved his finger, and hit Lin Huanan on the head with a chopstick.

"Ouch!"

"No loud noises!" Han Zhuoyuan glanced at him.

"Oh." Lin Huanan shrank his neck and breathed a sigh of relief. He was still the director of Hell.

After a while, Han Zhuoyuan's voice came again, "What did you say before about spiritual energy recovery?"

Lin Huanan blinked and looked at Han Zhuoyuan blankly, "Director, I was just making up nonsense." Han Zhuoyuan glared at him, and Lin Huanan could only tell him what he knew about the recovery of spiritual energy. After that, I added, "The director's ideas are all the imagination of netizens. We are in a scientific world. How can there be a revival of spiritual energy?"

"It would be even more convincing if the Academy of Sciences developed a method to unlock the genetic lock!"

Han Zhuoyuan said nothing and looked at him silently.Lin Huanan hurriedly shut up when he saw this, and complained in his heart, "Hey~, the director really feels that there is a revival of spiritual energy, right?"
Hiss~, the director didn’t really hear any secret news, did he?

Is the spiritual energy really revived?
So the recent frequent cases are caused by spiritual energy recovery?

Lin Huanan's eyes widened at the thought, "Director? Do you know something?"

Han Zhuoyuan glanced at him, "Don't think too much!" After saying that, he picked up his phone and walked towards the piano in the center of the hall.

"No, isn't this what you induced me to think like this?" Lin Huanan looked at Han Zhuoyuan's back and said sarcastically, feeling a little embarrassed. He could only pick up the coffee and drink it, and gradually the cheerful music of the piano came to his ears again.

When Su Mingli returned to the piano after playing a piece of music, Han Zhuoyuan and the waiters were setting up recording equipment.

"Miss Su, I hope you don't mind?" Han Zhuoyuan said gently.

"Of course, this refers to trivial matters." Su Mingli shook her head, "Do you have any songs you want to listen to?"

"Everything is fine. Every song you play is very nice. It can make people relax and dispel fatigue." Han Zhuoyuan said seriously.

"Thank you for your affirmation. It is my honor to be able to bring a little bit of joy to everyone who is busy at work." Su Mingli said happily.

"What I said is true." Han Zhuoyuan looked at Su Mingli with burning eyes.

Su Mingli was stunned for a moment, looked at him in confusion, and then looked at the waiter next to her, "Thank you, I will have to give my best to you later so that I can live up to your love, Mr. Han."

"Yes." Han Zhuoyuan gave up the investigation and returned to his seat after seeing no reaction from her.

"Director, do you really want to record it? Isn't it too exaggerated?" Lin Huanan admitted that this young lady plays the piano very well, but she hasn't gone to the stage of recording specifically, right?
"The Internet is so convenient now that there are many master-level piano performances on the Internet?"

"It's different." This was the result of his special research.

Although they are all the same piano music, only Su Mingli's playing has such a strange effect.

Lin Huanan is confused, isn't it different?Is this Miss Su's musical attainments higher than those of the world's great masters?
"You can feel the difference tomorrow."

The lanterns are hung high, and the night is already half over.

The coffee shop was also closed, and the staff in the coffee shop left work in high spirits, planning to go out for a while later.

I can't help it, I'm not tired at all from this class. It's actually more comfortable to work for a whole day than to rest at home for a whole day.If I don't vent all my energy, I won't be able to sleep.

Strangely enough, although working in a coffee shop is easy, it has never been this easy before.Since when did you feel so relaxed?

It seems that after changing the pianist.

It is true that music can heal the human soul.

When Manager Liao came home next to Ge'er, he didn't feel angry when he saw the chaotic scene in the house. He quickly poured a glass of water for his husband and comforted him, "Don't be angry. It will be bad for your health if you are angry."

"Aren't you angry? Of course you're not angry if you don't help with your homework!" Manager Liao's husband slapped her hand away and accused her of not caring about her children!He has a lot of things to do in his company, and he still has to help with homework when he comes back!
That angry look made Manager Liao laugh for a while.Of course, if it were normal, the two would have quarreled long ago.

At this time, Manager Liao was very patient and listened to her husband vent, and at the same time he was able to help his son with his homework.

By the time the husband finished typing, his son’s homework had been finished.

"Drink some water. Thank you." Manager Liao said to her husband.

The husband was embarrassed and said, "Sorry."