Chapter 8 Piano Practice in the Piano Room
Liu Lan’s first live broadcast was a mess due to her lack of experience. The entire live broadcast lasted only about ten minutes, and the number of viewers reached only twenty people at most. However, this already made Liu Lan feel a sense of accomplishment.
The biggest surprise was that the next day, someone on Xianyu paid and placed an order for a pair of shoes that she had shown in the live broadcast. She saw that the buyer's nickname on Xianyu was ", and Liu Lan remembered that she was the first viewer of the live broadcast room.
Liu Man packed the shoes in the dormitory and carefully wrote down the seller's address and phone number. Li Xiaoru was even more excited than she was, "Someone really bought them."
"The shoes are so good and so cheap, there is no reason why they can't be sold," Wang Nina thought it was a big deal. During the live broadcast, she was responsible for handing the shoes to Liu Lan. She was also quite tempted after the shoes passed through her hands, but she did not have the habit of buying second-hand goods.
"Then let's keep up the good work and broadcast ten more pairs live today," said Li Xiaoru.
"But I only brought five pairs of shoes, and I have to practice piano this afternoon, so I don't have time," Liu Lan was embarrassed. She didn't expect it would be so easy to sell second-hand AJ shoes.
"Go home after practicing the piano. Don't carry your shoes back and forth. Just broadcast live at home. Nana and I will be your audience and your hosts. We will create the atmosphere," Li Xiaoru grinned.
Liu Lan and Wang Nina also laughed.
With less than ten days until the final exam, Liu Lan had to hurry up and practice. The finals were here, and the piano room and study room were both full. Liu Lan was slow to act and could only make an appointment from 5 to 7 pm when there were fewer people.
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All music is interconnected, and with the memories of the previous owner, the piano is not that difficult for Liu Lan. She is gradually getting the hang of it and has found some piano-playing techniques on her own. However, she still feels a lot of pressure to meet the requirement of 85 points in the assessment.
The school is now getting stricter about professional assessments. At the end of last semester, Liu Lan’s professional assessment did not meet the standard score. The college stipulates that if a student fails the assessment twice, he or she will be held back, and if he or she fails three times, he or she will be advised to drop out.
At this critical juncture, Liu Lan didn't want to cause any more trouble to her family, so she could only practice hard.
It was already half past six when Tang Tu came out of piano practice and it was dark. He sent a WeChat message to his girlfriend and went downstairs to prepare to go out for dinner.
When he passed by the piano room, he heard the sound of a piano coming from inside. He didn't take it seriously at first, but found that the other party was practicing a piece of music over and over again. It was a melody that he thought was very basic. He couldn't help but find it ridiculous. How could someone with such a level of skill get into our school?
Out of curiosity, he walked closer to the piano room and looked through the glass window of the back door to see who was playing the piano.
I was stunned when I saw it.
He saw Liu Lan sitting upright on the piano stool, her eyes fixed on the music score, playing the simple melody with concentration and extreme seriousness.
Under the dazzling warm yellow light, she seemed to be immersed in a world where she was the only one in the world. Her straight black hair was draped over her shoulders, which was both charming and elegant. Her quiet profile looked like an ancient lady walking out of a mural.
Tang Tu's heart beat for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses, puzzled as to why the girl playing a Western musical instrument gave him the illusion of a classical Chinese beauty.
This illusion lasted until he walked out of the teaching building and saw his girlfriend Shen Mozhen.
"Didn't I tell you not to wait for me for dinner?" There was a hint of impatience in Tang Tu's voice that he himself didn't even notice.
Shen Mozhen was unaware and took Tang Tu's arm with a smile, "I want to give you a surprise. How about it? Are you happy to see me?"
"Happy, very happy," Tang Tu lowered his head and pecked Shen Mozhen on the cheek, and Shen Mozhen snuggled into his arms. Fortunately, it was dark and there were few people, otherwise if someone saw their intimacy and took photos and posted them online, it would break the hearts of many girls.
"Let's go eat Japanese food tonight. A new restaurant opened next to the school recently, and it has received a lot of good reviews on Dianping," said Shen Mozhen.
"I'll listen to you. You decide. I don't care," Tang Tu's tone sounded a little perfunctory.
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