If this face were placed in the entertainment industry, he would definitely be a young and handsome guy.

When he first sat down at the table, he looked like a cool and aloof young master from a wealthy family.

Unexpectedly, two crab legs could make him smile brightly and turn into a middle school boy.

"I am not."

Ye Wan shook his head, his eyes swept over his pair of white and slender hands, "Are you here to become my disciple?"

Xie Chenmin nodded, and the youthfulness between his eyebrows and eyes instantly dissipated, and he shrank like a withered flower on the mountain top. "Ah, I don't want to be a little piano prince, I just want to be a quiet and beautiful man, is it that difficult?"

Ye Wan: “…”

After wailing, Xie Chenmin squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Wanlai, "Sister Wan, there are wealthy families with the surname Ye in the capital. You don't want to become my disciple, so what are you doing here?"

Ye Wan glanced at Mr. Qin, who was standing in the center of the crowd, smiling like a Maitreya Buddha, and said, "Happy birthday!"

"Then who gave you your invitation?"

Xie Chenmin looked at Ye Wan, then turned around to look at the second-generation officials and third-generation rich people in the banquet hall, "If Grandpa Qin knew who used his birthday banquet invitation to pick up girls, hehe, that buddy would be dead!"

Invitation letter?

Ye Wan was startled, "You guys are here to celebrate my birthday, do you need an invitation?"

???

!!!

Xie Chenmin looked at Ye Wan as if he was looking at an alien, "How did you get in without an invitation?"

"The butler brought me in."

Ye Wan was also surprised. "After getting off the car, entering the corridor and turning a corner, isn't that where we are?"

Xie Chenmin: “…”

This is the first time I know that I can take a car to Grandpa Qin’s house?

hehe.

Do you think you are Tang Seng?

Even if you are, I am not Sun Wukong! Before he could say anything joking, he felt the banquet hall suddenly become quiet.

Ye Wan paused for a moment, looked at Xie Chenmin, and both raised their heads to look towards the center.

At the main table, Xiao Manluo took Du Feixuan's hand, looked at Mr. Qin with a respectful smile and said, "Mr. Qin, I have heard of your great name and that you are still accepting disciples. My niece has been learning piano since she was three years old. How about you take a look and see if she is qualified to be your disciple?"

“It’s you…”

Old Qin looked at Du Feixuan with a smile and said, "You played that song well."

With just one word, Du Feixuan and Xiao Manluo both smiled.

Old Qin changed the subject and said, "But I'm already this old. I can only live one day at a time. I don't have the time to teach students anymore. If you really want to become a disciple, the teachers in the Music Association are all good. You can go back and ask around."

It sounded like an excuse to evade responsibility, but Xiao Manluo wouldn't dare to refute it even if she had the courage.

He immediately apologized with a smile and said, "Mr. Qin, how about you..." Think about it again?

"How about I recommend someone to you?"

As soon as Xiao Manluo finished speaking, she saw Old Qin looking up and looking for someone around the room.

Then, his eyes lit up, "Xiao Ye, why are you hiding there? Come here..."

Could the person recommended by Mr. Qin be Ye Wan?

No way? Seeing the fear and resistance in each other's eyes, Xiao Manluo and Du Feixuan turned back at the same time.

At the table in the corner of the banquet hall, Ye Wan slowly raised his eyes, stood up and walked straight over, as if he had been caught slacking off in class.

(End of this chapter)