Tang Xiaofeng finished playing the piano, and the people who came to watch gradually dispersed.
Tang Xiaofeng's hands did not leave the keys and asked with a smile: "How much do you like it?"
Zhang Xiaochen said: "I like it very much. That's enough. Thank you. Please find a seat and sit down. I'll go down and get you a cup of milk tea."
As he spoke, he put his hands on Tang Xiaofeng's shoulders and rubbed him gently.
Tang Xiaofeng didn't get up, but pressed it down again, and a low and desolate melody played. Zhang Xiaochen couldn't help it, and asked with some confusion:
"Didn't you finish playing? Is there any follow-up? And when did you learn to play the piano? How did you learn to play the piano? Is it related to your father?"
When Tang Xiaofeng heard this, he hit the keys hard, and the piano immediately made a loud sound, as if someone had heard the terrible news about him, and it solemnly hit his heart, causing it to let out a thrilling cry.
This sudden change frightened Zhang Xiaochen. Zhang Xiaochen withdrew his hand from Tang Xiaofeng's shoulder. Tang Xiaofeng also stopped playing. Zhang Xiaochen saw that Tang Xiaofeng seemed to be suppressing some of his emotions and felt that something was wrong with Tang Xiaofeng.
There was some fear in her heart.
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"
Zhang Xiaochen tried cautiously, wanting to see his face, but it was difficult for Zhang Xiaochen to walk in front of him.
Tang Xiaofeng said: "I won't sit down. I just came here to take a look and found that the business is quite good. Thank you for your hard work. I have other things to be busy with, so you don't have to wait on me."
Tang Xiaofeng spoke in a very calm tone. Zhang Xiaochen couldn't tell whether he was sad or happy, but he always felt that this was the eve of a storm.
"Why don't you have something to drink? I'll treat you."
Tang Xiaofeng said: "No need."
Then he stood up, turned his head and glanced at Zhang Xiaochen, saying:
"I'll give you the next morning shift. I'll get off at five o'clock. Then we'll meet at Wanda Park at six o'clock. I'll wait for you there."
After Tang Xiaofeng finished speaking, he turned around and went down the stairs. Zhang Xiaochen glanced upstairs to make sure that no guests needed service or anything, so she hurriedly followed.
"Hey, wait for me."
Zhang Xiaochen called out to Tang Xiaofeng, but Tang Xiaofeng walked very quickly without any intention of staying.
After Zhang Xiaochen came down, he saw that Tang Xiaofeng had walked to the door of the store and started to push the door open. Zhang Xiaochen hurriedly put the things in his hands on the counter and chased out again.
But after Zhang Xiaochen ran to the door, he saw Tang Xiaofeng getting into a car, and the car drove away quickly.
Zhang Xiaochen felt a little angry, and also felt a little depressed. Why does this guy Tang Xiaofeng lose his temper so easily? He can't stop being so willful, coming and leaving as he pleases. Zhang Xiaochen stamped his feet angrily, and then returned to the store.
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But he kept cursing: "The disease in this guy's brain must be getting more and more serious. He is becoming mysterious and mysterious every day, and there are still so many things happening to him."
Zhang Xiaochen returned to the counter and was still talking. Fan Tianhan just watched Zhang Xiaochen chasing Tang Xiaofeng, and then watched Tang Xiaochen come back cursing and asked:
"What's going on? Hey, he provoked you upstairs?"
"It's okay, you're just crazy."
Zhang Xiaochen said politely.
"The piano music he played just now sounds quite unique. I've never heard it before, so I don't know whose music it is." Fan Tianhan said.
Zhang Xiaochen looked outside the door, shrugged and shook his head:
"I only know that it sounds good, I don't know anything else."
As she said that, she picked up the menu and planned to go back upstairs.