After crossing, I became the sweet pastry of the wealthy

The next day Song Jin'an arrived at Mr. He's studio early.

He also made a pot of tea for others to drink, and got a string of rainbow farts that He Yanqing was full of praise for.

Song Jin'an's smiling eyes narrowed into a crescent moon. The modern old people are all healthy and in good spirits.If his grandfather is still alive, it must not be like this.

Ugh……

The live broadcast room opened on time at noon the next day.

What surprised the old man was that there were already tens of thousands of people in the live broadcast room just after it opened.Two minutes after they got things done, there were already 2 people inside.

He leaned over to the screen to have a look, good guy.

All the people above are shouting "little beauty", saying that they are really "little beauties", and they are "little beauties who can move!"

This seems to be all for Song Jin'an. Could it be that Xiao'an is actually a big celebrity?

He patted Song Jin'an on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Song, there are 10 people here! They are all here for you. Look, let's say hello."

Song Jin'an put down the walnut in his hand in doubt, and said, "Come for me? But I don't know anyone? Or 10 people?"

This is too scary, the people he knows in the two worlds add up to less than [-] people, how can such a scary astronomical figure of [-] come from!

"That's not clear, just say hello."

Song Jin'an no longer struggled, imitating the way the old man did yesterday, and smiled faintly at the camera: "Hi everyone, I'm Song Jin'an, I'm here to learn from Grandpa He today."

Mr. He laughed loudly: "I can't teach you, you can play the piano better than me!"

Song Jin'an patted Grandpa He coquettishly, and said, "Learn to live broadcast with you."

"Oh, yes, yes! I'm so confused hahaha!"

Mr. He asked Song Jin'an to play the piano by himself today, and he sat on the side drinking tea.

"My tea is made by Xiao An. It's sweet and mellow. I can't bear to put the cup. Just sit here and watch Xiao An play."

Song Jin'an didn't give in hypocritically, and said with a smile: "Then I have to think about it, what should I play?"

"You just play the song you played the day you bought the piano, and it's a song that falls into your soul!"

"it is good……"

He sat down and played the piano with his fingers to test the sound.

He said with a smile: "Today, with the combination of piano and music, let's enjoy the good time of the warm sun for half a day."

He Yanqing clapped his hands: "Good!"

Grandpa Fu, who was about to open the door to come in from outside the room, paused.People are going to play the piano, so he should listen outside, so as not to disturb Song Jin'an.

Song Jin'an took a sip of tea and chuckled, "I'm starting."

His thin lips parted slightly, and a soft moan escaped from his throat.He Yanqing and Fu Jing who were outside the door were stunned together, all movements of their hands stopped, and the only thing they could see was the figure of the piano player.

The barrage in the live broadcast room also stopped, attracted by the people under the warm yellow light, and my heart tended to calm down.

——"A mortal who hangs his head under the moonlight, stands in front of the Buddha and thinks of being alone; it is the world of mortals who is merciful and weeps, and it is life that floats and sinks and does not want to go back."

In the last part of the piano sound, Song Jin'an sang softly to the melody, but the originally sad melody suddenly became clear, as if he had pushed through the clouds and mist for three thousand miles and reached the end, which was his home.

Even if the melody changed in the end, there were still people crying, regardless of the people in the live broadcast room.It is said that the two old people who heard it at a close distance both shed two lines of tears.

Seeing He Yanqing wipe his face vigorously, Song Jin'an was a little puzzled: "Why are you crying again, didn't you cry once last time?"

He Yanqing sighed, and shook his head slowly: "It's different. The emotion you popped up this time is different from the last time. Last time it was confusion and restlessness, but this time it's bright. But it's also empathetic!"

It is hard to imagine that such a young man has such a high level of attainment in Guqin, that he can comprehend its story with just a single piece of music.

Before Song Jin'an could reply, the door was pushed open.

Fu Jing walked in with big strides, his eyes were still moist, he smiled at Song Jin'an from a step away, and said, "I've heard about you for a long time, daughter-in-law! Seeing a hundred things is better than hearing a hundred times, it really is amazing!"