Chapter 181: The Blue Fairy Tale of Disillusionment: Chapter Five of the Night
"Papa--" A crisp applause rang out from the crowd, and Darius smiled at me in a corner.
"Crash--"
A large burst of excited applause hit me at the same second like a flood, so intense that it made me dizzy.
"Hello everyone, I'm Han Qing." Mu stayed for half a second and gave the most clichéd introduction. In fact, everyone knows that my name is Han Qing.
"What I bring to you is the piano music "Chapter 5 of Night""
Glancing at the indifferent Yan Yeyi, I felt an inexplicable sense of loss in my heart. Is he still angry?
Why does his expression at this time scare me, and his calm face makes me unable to figure it out?
Sitting on the white bench, I took another deep breath, curled up the corners of my mouth with self-mockery, and shook my head gently, trying to get rid of those messy thoughts.
My ten white fingers rested on the black and white keys. I closed my eyes peacefully, and my fingers quickly beat on the keys according to the rhythm of my heart.
The beautiful and clear piano sound reverberated throughout the dance floor. Everyone closed their eyes gently, intoxicated and immersed in the peaceful country.
Yan Yeyi! I played the keys to myself, and that evil face suddenly appeared in my mind
Sometimes he would pull my ears to bully me, sometimes he would raise his slender hands to pamper me gently, and sometimes he would be cold and make me feel strange.
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"As long as I'm here, you're still you"
"Oh! Stupid Pig Tou, you want to murder this young master!"
Whether it's his gentleness, his domineering, or his cuteness, every scene is like a playful dance in my mind, and the corners of my mouth unconsciously curl up with happiness.
"Crash---"
The audience burst into warm applause, pulling me back from my sweet fantasy
"Thank you" I combined the two words that I have practiced n times, plus the smile that I have practiced for several days in front of the mirror.
"Then, let's invite our other 9 princesses for the final vote." The host raised his voice, looking a little excited and sinister.
Standing behind the ticket box, I put on an electric smile, crossed my index fingers on my lower abdomen, and bent my waist slightly. Han Qing, with standard court etiquette, stood in the middle of the stage like an elegant princess.