"Even so, he still has many suitors, and the look in their eyes when they look at him is full of undisguised love." Yan Cuo spoke helplessly, and then felt a little regretful. It seemed inappropriate to say this on the first meeting.
Unexpectedly, Fu Li laughed heartily. "What's there to be afraid of? As long as he only has eyes for you, that's enough. You can't control other people's thoughts. All you can do is be yourself and not be afraid of rumors."
Yan Cuo suddenly understood something, and there was gratitude in his eyes when he looked at the girl.
"Thank you, Senior. I will do that."
"Didn't I just tell you to call me by my name?" Fu Li looked at the pretty girl in front of her and suddenly understood why Yu Muyang was only in love with her.
There are not many girls with such true nature, simple and passionate, without a trace of falsehood.
"Fu Li, thank you!" Yan Cuo said sincerely, with a bright light in his eyes.
Fu Li suddenly felt a little envious of her. She was so simple and carefree. Her purity made her envious.
Once upon a time, I was also such a simple girl, but life has taught me too much. Things that I thought I could never bear before can now be used as jokes and talked about with others easily.
Fu Li finished what she was doing, looked at her carefully, and then made sure that there was no problem with her makeup, hair and clothes before she felt relieved.
"Which one are you going to be on stage?"
Yancuo took out his number plate and waved it towards her: "I'm the sixth one."
"I'll go outside and see which one it is now." After saying that, without waiting for Yan Cuo to answer, he stood up and went out to ask.
Yancuo looked at her when she came in, and she encouraged her, "Now it's the fourth one, it will be your turn soon, come on, don't be nervous."
Yan Cuo didn't expect that it would be his turn so soon. He stood up suddenly, looking a little at a loss.
Fu Li patted her shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous. Remember what I said. Just look at the one person in the audience and don't pay attention to anyone else. Remember, don't be distracted."
Yan Cuo nodded heavily, then walked outside. The fourth person had finished their performance, and the fifth person was about to begin.
Yan Cuo stood straight, his shoulders slightly stiff. He had clearly told himself countless times not to be nervous, but when the moment came to go on stage, he was still extremely nervous.
The door of the lounge at the back was suddenly opened. Yan Cuo turned around with some confusion and saw several familiar figures. His eyes suddenly became hot.
"Grandpa, why are you here?"
The people who came were the old man, Yu Muyang and Yu Hanchuan. The three of them standing together made the old man look a lot younger. At this moment, he smiled kindly at Yan Cuo. Yan Cuo felt his heart slowly relax, and in a moment, the tension disappeared without a trace.
"I'm here to cheer you up. It's your turn soon. Don't be nervous. Grandpa believes in you. We will sit in the middle of the front row. If you are nervous, just look at us and ignore everyone else. Grandpa believes that our Yanyan is the best!" Laozi's face was flushed, and he was wearing a Zhongshan suit, looking very energetic.
"Okay, Grandpa, I'll listen to you. I'm not nervous." Yan Cuo responded obediently, then saw Yu Muyang suddenly walk over and pull him away.
He looked at her affectionately without saying a word, but Yancuo felt a sense of security and strength.
"Don't be nervous, I'll be with you in the audience." After he said this, he led the old man and the others out of the lounge.
Yan Cuo stood where he was and waited until the host in front called his name before he slowly walked onto the stage.
There was a huge crowd of people below. Yan Cuo looked at the middle seat in the front row, where sat people he was very familiar with. When they looked at him, he felt a powerful force, and all his tension and complicated emotions disappeared completely.
She smiled at them and began to play.
This piece of music comes from Elgar's "Salutations d'Amour", a song praising romantic love. In a typical serenade style, it depicts an elegant love picture in a sweet, warm and affectionate melody.
The girl, in a white gauze dress, sat quietly on the stage and played the piano. Everyone in the audience was infected, intoxicated by the romantic and beautiful piano music, and immersed in endless reverie.
Yu Muyang stared at the person on the stage without blinking. At this moment, her figure was unspeakably gentle under the warm light, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, looking so sweet and charming.
Many boys in the audience had already started to get agitated and were looking around for Yan Cuo's contact information. It must be said that Yan Cuo's performance was truly stunning and made everyone in the school remember her name.
Yan Cuo is no longer the girl who was at a loss for words in the past, but a unique person who can amaze and make people envious.
After the song ended, Yan Cuo stood up and bowed deeply. The audience burst into warm applause. Yan Cuo looked up and saw the old man waving at her. Yan Cuo also smiled and waved, then looked at the man whose eyes were engraved on her.
The old man was incredibly proud at the moment, showing off the video in his hand to Yu Muyang: "Look at what I just took, Yanyan is so beautiful, I can go back and show off to those old men again, this is my granddaughter-in-law!"
Yu Muyang looked at the old man smiling from ear to ear and felt happy for her. She really did it. She stood on the stage without relying on anyone and proved herself.
He glanced at the video on the old man's phone and said expressionlessly, "Grandpa, send me the video you just took. I'll save it."
The old man subconsciously protected the phone in his hand and said, "Why don't you take the picture yourself? I took this with great effort. My hands are tired."
"I was so focused on watching just now that I forgot to take a picture." Yu Muyang would never say that he had been staring at Yan Cuo and not thinking about anything else.
He had never seen her so dazzling before, and he was just staring at her. Now that his grandfather mentioned it, he remembered that he should take a video or photo and save it so that he could look at it later.
She rarely shows this side of her, but just one glance is enough to amaze herself.
I secretly thought that she looked really good in a skirt and she looked really beautiful when she played the piano.
It’s so beautiful that I can’t take my eyes off it.
The old man grumbled and sent a copy of the video to Yu Muyang, looking quite reluctant. Yu Muyang clicked on it, watched it for a while, pressed save, and then clicked it again, repeating it several times, and finally turned off the phone after confirming it.
He had no interest in the subsequent shows and just wanted them to end quickly so he could go find her. He had no idea what she was doing.
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