My Master is Lin Zhengying

If you kneel down and call Dad now, I can consider it and not break your hand! "

"That's right, call me Dad!"

"Call! Call quickly!"

Zhang Shan's two followers also began to sing and drink.

The rest of the guests who didn't know why saw that Nan Chen didn't go up for a long time.

Hearing the sarcasm from Zhang Shan's followers, they all showed doubts.

"Why doesn't he go up?"

"Could it be fear?"

"Could he be, not at all?"

"It's possible, I've been to Ninth Uncle's Yizhuang.

There is only a broken erhu and suona in that place, what kind of piano is there..."

"..."

Some of the guests began to discuss in low voices.

But more, it is the color of anticipation.

On the other side, Ren Tingting, Qiusheng Wencai, heard these gossips.

Also slightly darkened his face.

Worry up.

Qiu Sheng even whispered:

"Junior brother, you can't be, really can't you?"

"Nan Chen, if you really don't know how to do it, let's not go up, so as not to be ashamed."

Wen Cai also opened his mouth tentatively.

No matter what, the three of them are brothers and sisters, and their guns are unanimous.

When Ren Tingting on the side heard this, her eyes widened and she held her breath.

Zhang Shan, the domineering young master, suddenly became energetic.

The corners of his mouth were grinning, feeling that he was about to win.

The face lost before will be regained immediately.

It seems that his guess is correct.

This apprentice who collects corpses doesn't know how to do it at all.

Just to show off in front of Ren Tingting, to brag about herself.

And Nan Chen, who had come to his senses, smiled lightly when he heard the gossip.

Still so calm and breezy.

He was just hesitating what Maria said just now.

Look at Zhang Shan proudly.

Now, it is natural to slap Zhang Shan in the face severely.

"I will, you will know in a while!"

After finishing speaking, Nan Chen strode forward without hesitation.

Facing the podium at the front of the church, he walked over.

Zhang Shan rolled his eyes:

"Just pretend, I'll see how long you can pretend.

You two, block the door for me for a while.

Don't let this kid escape..."

"Don't worry, son!"

"Yes son, this kid will never escape."

Zhang Shan's two followers spoke one after another.

Ren Tingting, Jian Zhen, and Qiu Sheng Wencai all felt a little nervous.

When it came to the guests below, they showed a little look of anticipation.

On the podium, there is a piano shipped from the west.

The appearance is simple and elegant, with natural mahogany threads.

The light wood fragrance intertwined with the strings, classical European style, very charming.

After Nan Chen took the stage, he cupped his fists at Pastor Maria and Father Thomas.