Yang Chengze remained expressionless, his face full of doting affection: "Yes, whatever Tuantuan says is right."
Tuantuan climbed off Yang Chengze's lap and onto the chair in front of everyone.
Though not tall enough, she made up for it with strength; the little dumpling climbed onto the chair and sat down effortlessly.
Looking at the piano in front of me, every key seemed to radiate an aura of "I'm very expensive."
The little dumpling stretched out her finger, recalling the process of Beibei playing "Daylily" just now.
Then, while recalling the events, Tuantuan pressed the black and white piano keys with her hands.
At first, my playing wasn't very smooth, but as I got the hang of it, I became more and more proficient.
Piano master Nie Hui was both surprised and delighted as he listened to Nai Tuan play the piano.
Has this child really never played the piano before?
But isn't she playing very well now?
This question baffled not only Nie Hui, but also Yang Chengze, Bei Bei, and Ai Xin.
When did Little Milk Ball start learning piano?
How could there possibly be a piano in such a poor and remote place as Xiaoxigou?
After finishing playing the piano, Tuantuan looked at her older brother's astonished expression and then at Nie Hui's surprised and delighted expression, feeling somewhat at a loss.
"Brother, did Tuantuan play something wrong?"
Yang Chengze then came to his senses, happily walked over and picked up the little dumpling, praising her endlessly: "Tuantuan played very well, very well! Big brother has never heard such beautiful music before, Tuantuan is amazing!"
Beibei: "..."
She had been learning the piano for a year, and Yang Chengze had never praised her like that before.
Looking at the soft and adorable little dumpling, Nie Hui was pleasantly surprised and didn't forget to take something out of his pocket to give to the little dumpling...
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