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"Come here." Quan Ye said softly.

These two light words made Zheng Xichen feel a special kind of warmth.

In the place where the stars gathered, Quan Ye looked at her so indifferently, even though he might embarrass him, Quan Ye's attitude was so natural, as if Zheng Xichen standing beside him was expected by everyone.

Zheng Xichen seemed to be bewitched, holding the carefully decorated bouquet of roses, and walked over step by step. On the way, she passed the chatting crowd, the surprised violinist, the embarrassed woman in yellow skirt and Wang Jingyi walked to Quan Ye's side, like a traveler who had crossed the desert, looked at Quan Ye with eyes that were hungry for feelings.

Zheng Xichen was very disturbed and terrified. Her unease was because of Quan Ye, and her fear was also because of Quan Ye. What was terrified was whether Quan Ye felt that she was not worthy of him, and what was terrified was that she felt that she was too mediocre.

She tightly held the rose in her hand, she had long forgotten the original intention when she came here, and she forgot to give the flower to Quan Ye, she stood there in a daze, like a kitten waiting for the owner to pick it up , my heart was pounding, not only afraid of causing trouble to the master, but also afraid that the master would abandon me.

This anxiety forced her to wrinkle her beautiful face, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, struggling helplessly in the collector's palm like a fragile butterfly.

Quan Ye might have sensed her emotion, or maybe he didn't. Zheng Xichen stared fixedly at him, but found that his face was not moved, and couldn't help but miss his heart.

Am I wrong, am I not here to offer flowers?

Obviously, I don't even know what the name of this song is, but I present flowers in the name of my wife. This kind of me is out of tune with other people.

Unlike Zheng Xichen's panic, the woman in the yellow skirt knew she had slipped her tongue, and wanted to shut up first, but when she saw Zheng Xichen's perplexed look, and she didn't come up for a long time, she suddenly felt ready to move.

"Madam, what do you think of the song played by Quan Shao?" The woman in the yellow skirt showed a lively smile, playing with a lock of her hair curlingly, seemingly polite, but in fact, everyone can see that the yellow skirt The woman didn't take Zheng Xichen seriously at all, because if she really respected Zheng Xichen, her upbringing would never let her do such a thing.

Zheng Xichen didn't expect the woman in the yellow skirt to ask a question suddenly, and she didn't know what to say, so she looked down immediately, not daring to look at her, and took a step back unconsciously, like a snake cornered by a poisonous snake The shivering little beast held its head high and refused to admit defeat.

"Although I don't know much about music, Quan Ye plays it very well."

She can't say any more, better comments, and she doesn't know how to say it. Zheng Xichen also has self-knowledge. She understands that she doesn't understand music, but she doesn't want to slap a swollen face to pretend to be fat. In that way, he would insult Quan Ye who played a piece of music for her, and his own conscience would not be able to bear it.

Zheng Xichen doesn't understand, that is, she really doesn't understand. Even if she feels that she is not worthy of Quan Ye, her character does not allow her to do such a vanity thing. She herself has a bottom line that cannot be crossed. As long as this The bottom line is still there, even if people all over the world abandon her, she has no regrets.

She has come and gone in this world, and found that it is not as beautiful as her mother said, it not only has love, it hurts Zheng Xichen more, but even so, Zheng Xichen dare not believe anything She is human, and she has never suspected that it is her own problem, because she has done everything she should do, and she has worked hard, and she has no regrets.

The same is true for music. Zheng Xichen understands that the woman in the yellow dress is not as cute as she looks on the surface. laugh at.

But so what, Zheng Xichen is not afraid of their ridicule at all. Since she has never learned it, then if she doesn't understand it, she just doesn't understand it. She doesn't need to apologize for this, and she doesn't need to worry about it. The reason why she is uneasy is also because she is afraid of Quan Ye. Being in a bad mood has nothing to do with these other people.

Other people's opinions may embarrass her, but that's just for a moment, and all she cares about is Quan Ye, who she wants to get along with for the rest of her life.

"Hey, then this gentleman plays the piano so well, wouldn't it be a waste to listen to you? I'm afraid you can't tell the difference between his music and other people's music, what a pity!" The woman in the yellow skirt seemed to be unintentional Hypocritically sighed, with a disappointed smile for Zheng Xichen on his face, but as expected, other people laughed when they heard this.

Especially some unmarried ladies, who had a good impression of Quan Ye in the first place, now that they might have an opportunity, they quickly "discussed" with their friends in a low voice.

"That's right, it's a pity that this gentleman's musical attainments are so high, why don't you find a woman who is as good as him, or more beautiful, this kind of woman." A pungent lady curled her lips and said.

The woman next to her smiled awkwardly, and said, "Don't be like this, I don't think she pretends to understand, and her conduct is not bad."

"What do you know? This is no longer the era when the ignorant are innocent. Ignorance is sin! You see, Adam and Eve didn't know what would happen if they ate the fruit, but they were not punished by God." The lady Also give an example to mock.

"It's not that serious."

"You are still too young. This woman must think that she is very powerful and proud, but after spending so long with this handsome guy, she will definitely feel inferior. He is not a fool, and he really likes someone who is not like him. A woman with a common language?"

"Oh, so that's the case!"

There were many more similar words, but Zheng Xichen couldn't listen anymore.

Zheng Xichen sadly let go of the hand that was tightly holding the rose, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Although she didn't make any obvious expressions, in Quan Ye's eyes, she looked like a dejected puppy. She didn't know why the master didn't come to help her, so she lowered her head heavily.

Zheng Xichen with this appearance was very cute, which made Quan Ye stunned.

However, when Quan Ye was stunned, the woman in the yellow dress seemed to have received some hint, and felt more and more that Quan Ye should also hate Zheng Xichen, why didn't she show her off, or stop her?

Therefore, she frowned on purpose even more excitedly, and said, "Oh, although you don't know how to appreciate it, fortunately we are still here. You don't know much about music. You always know this piece, right?"

"I'm really not sure about this." Zheng Xichen heard the lively and lovely voice of the woman in the yellow dress, and only felt that she looked like a demon with horns on her head, so she replied a little displeased.

"You don't even know the name of the song your husband is playing?" The woman in the yellow skirt covered her mouth in feigned surprise. Her voice was still very loud on purpose, and everyone around her immediately started to laugh.

I don't know what is wrong?Zheng Xichen opened his mouth unwillingly, his eyes as bright as stars were filled with mist, and he paid attention to it but didn't say anything.

And Wang Jingyi carefully watched Quan Ye's reaction from the side, seeing that he was just watching, her mood suddenly became better, because Quan Ye didn't seem to care much about Zheng Xichen, so for her to play the piano Things are also non-existent, right?

Or it was simply wishful thinking by this woman herself. After all, Quan Ye didn't do anything else other than the specious words she said at the beginning. Even if it is his wife, there are many situations!
Thinking of this, Wang Jingyi quickly made a decent smile, and then looked at Quan Yedao with a smile, "Quan Ye, this is the first time I've heard you play this piece, I remember you used to like classical music more ?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Zheng Xichen's face turned pale. What does this person mean, Quan Ye often played the piano before, and did he know her very well?
At this time, Quan Ye seemed to react suddenly, frowned displeasedly, got up and walked over, hugged Zheng Xichen forcefully in his arms, then without looking at Wang Jingyi, said softly, "Maybe it used to be, but now I thought my wife wouldn't like classical music, so I stopped playing it."

Then, Quan Ye let go of Zheng Xichen, took the flowers in her hand, and said, "It's beautiful, thank you."

At this time, Zheng Xichen seemed to have found a savior, her eyes were misty, and she looked very pitiful, "I'm sorry, Quan Ye, am I good or not, I don't even know what song you played for me. "

Quan Ye didn't intend to snub her at first, but seeing Zheng Xichen seemed about to cry, his heart trembled, and he kissed her lightly rosy cheek, and replied, "It's okay, this song is called "Dream Wedding", I think I owe you a perfect wedding, so don't worry, this song is for you alone, it's enough if you like it."

Zheng Xichen was stunned for a moment, then threw herself into Quan Ye's arms and hugged him, not knowing what expression to make, whether to smile or cry, sweet or sad?
Zheng Xichen didn't know anything about it.

She thought, Quan Ye is simply a disaster, if he made her believe in a cult with such an expression, she would admit it, because beauty is really misleading.

But Wang Jingyi's expression is not so good-looking.

Why does my wife stop playing classical music if she doesn't like it?

Quan Ye is a disciple of Master Li Si. Master Li Si is a well-known classical music fan in the world. It is because of him that a frenzy of classical music has formed in China. The hostility of music is very strong, just like the contest between pop music and classical music, the camps on both sides are very different.