Are you hungry, I will play the piano for you

Fan Xia's psychology is very contradictory. He knows that Zhou Yidong has the talents bestowed by God, and those talents make Zhou Yidong extremely rare, and if they don't give them, they will be wasted.More than anyone else, he hopes that Zhou Yidong, who has both hard work and talent, will surpass his teacher one day, earn the title of Little Clayderman, and become a famous pianist internationally.

His Zhou Yidong should be a unique existence recognized by everyone.

If Zhou Yidong reconciles with his teacher and returns to the stage, then he will definitely become what Fan Xia expected.

It will also... Gradually get farther and farther away from Fan Xia.

There is an idiom handed down from the ancestors: the right family is right.

A person's education and growth environment will have a great impact on his preferences and personality.When he meets people who are completely different in all aspects, and their hobbies do not overlap, it is difficult to have a good conversation.Even if you can have a superficial conversation at the beginning, in the end, you will still be in two distinct camps, and it is difficult to talk to each other.

Finding someone is the same thing.

Two people who don’t have a common life circle or work circle, even if they hit it off at the beginning, after months, years, or decades of getting along, the dialogue with each other can only be talked about, and there is nothing else What about a common language?

When the conversation becomes boring, this relationship will also become precarious-this is the conclusion that countless seniors have reached through their own marriage practice.

Fan Xia clearly understands how inconsistent Zhou Yidong's past life is with him.

He didn't want Zhou Yidong to continue to be silent, and he didn't want to see the day when they couldn't even talk to each other.

It's a pity that he has no qualifications to say no, because he has nothing else to give Zhou Yidong except himself, and he can't make any efforts to shape it.

Fan Xia hoped pessimistically that that day would come later and slower.

But he touched Zhou Yidong's fingers and said, "You haven't seen your teacher for a long time, don't worry about me, talk to him more."

Zhou Yidong half knelt on the ground and said: "I will be back soon." Because you are waiting for me.

He straightened up and kissed Fan Xia's lips.

That night, Zhou Yidong really came back to take Fan Xia home.

They rode Xiaolu, shuttled through the dark night and the radiant lights, and chatted with an old foreign man in the cool night breeze and gentle atmosphere.

Zhou Yidong said: "The teacher has always had heart disease. Recently, he has been under a lot of mental pressure, his health is getting worse and worse, and he is thinner than before."

Fan Xia supported his shoulders and asked, "Can he still give concerts in his state of energy?"

Zhou Yidong was silent for a while, and then said: "I advised the teacher to cancel the concert, but he disagreed."

The two sighed in unison.

Zhou Yidong laughed, took Fan Xia's hand and clasped it, and asked: "It's fine if I sigh, why do you sigh?"

Fan Xia: "I will mourn for your teacher in silence, okay?"

Zhou Yidong: "All right, all right."

His mood is joyful and anxious, on the one hand because of the teacher's body, on the other hand, because of the teacher's words.

When they met in the afternoon, Zhou Yidong's teacher had a straight face at first, reprimanding his brother for his self-assertion, but he didn't chase Zhou Yidong away.

The teacher cursed and cursed, and suddenly pointed the finger at Zhou Yidong.

The gray-haired old Sally was less than Zhou Yidong's chest height, and he was full of momentum when he scolded him, pointing at the tip of his nose, and said: "Isaac, I have let me down so much!"

Zhou Yidong waited silently for the teacher to continue scolding, but the teacher didn't say anything.

Old Sally sat down panting, stared at Zhou Yidong for a while, and then said: "How can you go to work in a coffee shop? Are you not afraid of hurting your hands? If you have problems with your finger joints, you How do you play the piano?"

Zhou Yidong said in disbelief: "Teacher..."

Old Sarri closed his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "I asked you not to play the piano, so you really don't?"

He opened his eyes and said with a cold face: "Are you worthy of your efforts?"

Zhou Yidong thought, he is sorry for many people and things, but as long as he can be sorry for Fan Xia.

But he didn't say, he was afraid that the teacher would be angry.

So he hung his head with a heavy face and said, "I'm sorry, teacher."

Old Sarri suddenly changed his expression, the corners of his drooping mouth trembled slightly, and said, "Isaac, I really didn't expect that you would give up your dream."

He once had high hopes for Zhou Yidong and paved the smoothest and widest road for Zhou Yidong's future, but he was personally abandoned.

Old Surrey couldn't accept it, he said that kind of words in a fit of anger, trying to force Zhou Yidong to turn around, but unexpectedly he forced a piano boy to death.

But he always cared about Zhou Yidong, otherwise he wouldn't have secretly inquired about Zhou Yidong, even knew about people working in coffee shops, and would have asked others to find Zhou Yidong.

Now that there are steps and people have seen them, after losing his temper to maintain his dignity as a teacher, Old Sally talked a lot about the past with Zhou Yidong, with one purpose: to get Zhou Yidong back on Kangzhuang Avenue.

Of course Zhou Yidong didn't want to go back, he didn't even want to change jobs.

Without big ambitions, he just wants to serve Fan Xia a plate for the rest of his life.

But in the face of the teacher's request, he still couldn't say no.

Zhou Yidong slowed down the car and said, "Next Tuesday is the teacher's recital, and the teacher said he wanted me to take the stage... I can't refuse him."

Fan Xia's heart skipped a beat, and she heard Zhou Yidong continue to say: "I haven't practiced for a long time, I may go to the teacher's place to practice often these few days, can I take Fan Xia away?"

Fan Xia was distracted and didn't say a word for a long time, Zhou Yidong begged and said: "If I don't see you, I will feel itchy all over my body, I must not practice well, can I hang you on my body?"

Withdrawing his thoughts, Fan Xia was a little speechless, and asked, "Are you poisoned? Still itchy, can I relieve the itching for you?"

Zhou Yidong stopped the car, put his feet on the ground to maintain his balance, turned around and looked into Fan Xia's eyes, and proposed marriage in a disguised form, and asked: "I have been deeply poisoned, only you can cure me, and I can only rely on you for the rest of my life gone."

He smiled and asked, "Would you like to?"

For some reason, Fan Xia heard a bit of holiness from his words, so she nodded reluctantly and said, "All right."

Zhou Yidong was a little happy, raised his head and laughed twice, then bent his waist and said, "Sit down, let's go home!"

After finishing speaking, he urged Xiaolu to 25 miles, and crawled towards the house at super speed.

Fan Xia hugged Zhou Yidong's waist cooperatively, he tightened his arms, trying to feel the temperature of Zhou Yidong's body as much as possible, but his heart became more and more uncertain.

That door was about to be opened after all.