Paranoid Master Mo pampered

Bai Juyi said in his poem: "Suddenly heard the sound of a pipa on the water, the master forgot to return and the guest did not send out."

Through the reaction of the person listening to the pipa, the beautiful and moving sound of the pipa is described from the side.

And the pipa played by Yun Chuyao produced the same effect the moment it sounded.

On the stage, under the spotlight, the girl holds the pipa, plucks the strings with her slender fingers, and the slightest tones flow out from under her fingers.

Those who laughed at her and disliked her at first only felt a pain in the face, as if they had been severely slapped in the face.

The person who was worried about her and sweated for her completely let go of his hanging heart.

No one would have thought that Yun Chuyao was hiding such a transcendent and outstanding talent, and she could play the pipa so well that she could call it a consummate talent.

Yun Qingya deliberately stood not far from the stage, wanting to see Yun Chuyao's embarrassment with her own eyes, her face changed with anger, she clenched her fingers into fists and clenched them tightly.

Hello Yun Chuyao!I deliberately pretended to be completely indifferent to the performance of the school celebration party, but in fact, I was secretly working hard, and I even learned the pipa on purpose, trying to win by being different, right?
Yun Qingya's heart was full of unwillingness, after all, she underestimated Yun Chuyao!
Yun Chuyao not only plays the pipa very well, but also sings the praises of Huada University. She took the time to compose it before the school celebration, and it perfectly interprets the century-old journey of Huada University from its establishment to the present.

The emotional part is quite as majestic as "The Song of the Lanling King Entering the Battle", which is shocking, and the goosebumps are uncontrollable, layer after layer.

Yun Xiuran was dumbfounded: My sister has such talent!Why didn't I know anything before?
When did she learn the pipa?
What a surprise to him!
Gu Jun's eyes fell on the girl playing the pipa seriously on the stage without blinking, and the bottom of his eyes became deeper and deeper, like the bottom of a lake, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking at all...

After a long while, Gu Jun, who had hardly said anything since the party, suddenly turned his head and whispered to the president of Huada University next to him: "This little girl plays the pipa well, and the pipa is a traditional instrument. Let her come back later." play a song?"

Hearing this, the principal of Huada was stunned for a moment, he was too shocked.

It is a great appreciation that Mr. Gu is interested in listening to the students in his school play the pipa!
The principal came back to his senses, and hurriedly replied: "Of course, it is not only an honor for this student, but also for our Huada University to be appreciated by you!"

my pleasure!

After the sound fell, the principal unconsciously glanced at Yun Chuyao on the stage: This year's school belle is really good!
A school belle who can win glory for the school is a good school belle!

The principal immediately arranged for someone to wait for Yun Chuyao to finish the performance and get off the stage, and let her prepare to return as the finale performer of this school celebration party.

On the other hand, Mo Yelan received an emergency call on the way to Huada University. There were some problems with the company, and he needed to go there to deal with them himself.

Weighing the pros and cons, in desperation, Master Mo had no choice but to go to the company to deal with the problem first, and then go back to Huada campus, unfortunately... When he came to Huada again, Yun Chuyao's performance had already ended for a long time.

Master Mo couldn't help feeling disappointed when he didn't see his own Yaoyao's talent show.

Knowing that Mo Yelan had come to find her, Yun Chuyao slipped out from the backstage of the party unknowingly, taking advantage of nothing else.

Mo Yelan was not far from the auditorium where the Huada University Celebration Gala was held. There were several ping-pong tables, surrounded by a small forest, where small-leaf poplars were neatly planted. When the wind blows, the leaves of the poplars rustle.

The man waited patiently for the girl he wanted to see, leaned on the table, folded his arms, and listened boredly to the lively sounds from the auditorium not far away.

Today is Huada's centennial anniversary, Yaoyao should have a good time, right?

As long as Yaoyao is happy, he is happy.

The corners of Mo Yelan's lips raised unconsciously.

At this moment, Yun Chuyao trotted all the way to this side, and saw that familiar figure at a glance.

The soft light of the street lamp enveloped him, and just a silhouette was enough to make her heart tremble, his profile was so flawless.

Unconsciously, Yun Chuyao quickened her pace and came to Mo Yelan's side, deliberately joking: "Master Mo, what wind brought you here?"

The girl's crisp and pleasant voice was full of coquettishness. As the breeze entered Mo Yelan's ears, he turned his eyes unconsciously and looked in the direction of the voice.

Yun Chuyao had already slowed down her pace, and came towards him with a slim figure and elegant demeanor.

Because she was going to perform on stage, the director personally put on some thick makeup for Yun Chuyao, which deepened her already delicate eyebrows and eyes, making her facial features more clear and distinct, making her look cleaner than usual. It looks much more beautiful.

Her figure gradually became clear in the overlap of light and shadow, and she looked more and more like a seductive fairy.

Mo Yelan squinted her eyes unconsciously, and her eyes fell on her. The corners of her lips curled up with an unknown meaning, and her voice was low and mellow: "There is no wind blowing me here, but a girl named Yun Chuyao The little goblin hooked me up."

There was a bit more teasing in the second half of the sentence, Yun Chuyao couldn't help but her face became hot, and she almost blushed obviously.

The girl stopped half a meter away from the man, imitating his appearance, crossed her arms, and raised her delicate chin slightly: "Aren't you not interested in our Huada's school celebration? Why are you here suddenly?"

"Well, I'm really not interested, but..."

Mo Yelan's voice paused, he looked at her calmly, and said solemnly, "I'm interested in you."

The same teasing and teasing words were spoken by him with confidence and righteousness.

Yun Chuyao's slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and she just felt that the damn masculine smell on Mo Yelan's body was so charming!
"Unfortunately, you came late and didn't see my wonderful performance just now." Yun Chuyao slightly raised her eyebrows, and said proudly: "I think my performance just now was very good."

Before taking the stage, she was still a little worried that she would be unfamiliar with the pipa. After all, she hadn’t played the pipa for a long time, but she never thought that the more she played the pipa, the smoother she would play, easily shocking the audience. I didn't embarrass my master.

Hearing her words, the regret in Mo Yelan's heart became stronger, but he quickly suppressed it, and said as a matter of course: "It's okay, Yaoyao can perform alone for me again."

"I don't want to perform for you alone." Yun Chuyao said proudly.

Hearing what she said, Mo Yelan bent her lips helplessly and pamperingly, and a smile melted into his usually deep and cold eyes, which were clear and shallow, but added a lot of warmth to him.

He stretched out a hand to the girl in front of him, grabbed her waist, hooked towards him, and easily hugged her in his arms.

After a while, Yun Chuyao sat on Mo Yelan's lap in a somewhat ambiguous posture, and the crimson color that had failed to float up before began to float out.

The man nodded slightly, looked down at the person in his arms, his eyes were softer, "Yaoyao, if you don't perform for me alone, then I can only punish you."

As the voice fell, there was an obvious deepening of the ambiguity in the arc of his lips...