Cucu plays the piano, and everyone is excited.
"Okay, this suggestion is good." Mrs. Zhao was the first to respond. The other wives nodded when they heard the sound.
It is said that it was said that cucu would hold a concert outside, but it was not a matter of ticket price, but it was impossible to buy tickets. Besides, the recent guest seats are probably not as good as watching cucu performances as close as possible now.
The people at the scene collectively raised their mobile phones, adjusted the focal length, and prepared to record and take photos.
Faced with this situation, Yang Yu and Mrs. Jiang were only cursing.
Everyone waited for a while, but Yang Yu did not move. Mrs. Zhao and others were anxious: "cucu, the piano is here."
Seeing others' eyes confused, I'm afraid it would be impossible not to show off one thing. Fortunately, he had a few brushes for pretending to be a cucu, including playing the piano. This kid wanted to make trouble for him, but he was afraid it would not be that easy. Yang Yu rolled up his sleeves and said, "It's just a few times, it's not impossible."
The audience around them clapped and clapped.
Grandma Mu was extremely excited, thinking that after listening to the boss's performance, my grandson would listen to her grandmother. Because the boss was found by Jiang Yuxin, the boss followed Jiang Yuxin's command, Jiang Yuxin followed her Grandma Mu's command, and in the end, the grandson listened to the boss's command, Grandma Mu.
"cucu, please." Grandma Mu invited the boss to sit on the piano stool. When she said this, she did not forget to stare at Nuannuan who came down from the stool with her eyes.
Li Tong and Zhao Qiaolei and the others thought about it and shouted: "Brother Su Ye said she can play cucu songs. Do you know her?"
Where did the little girl come from? Yang Yu's peach blossom eyes glanced at Nuannuan's little head. In an instant, the little girl's hair made Chu Qingman look burst out in his mind, making him feel air sucked. His eyes immediately became sharp: "Is that so? There are so many people who know me."
Yes, he lied and said that he was the most friends with the boss. Li Tong, Zhao Qiaolei and others looked at Nuannuan: "Don't lie and deceive Brother Su Ye in the future. Cucu said he didn't know you!"
Nuannuan blinked her little eyes: These young ladies don’t know that cucu is her. If they know in the future, what should these young ladies do? Nuannuan’s little head can’t think about it anymore.
This little local bun doesn't seem to understand what they say. Li Tong and the others are angry.
Mu Suye's deep eyes watched all this: the sister played the real cucu song, on the contrary, the person in front of her might be—
Yang Yu's hand lifted the bangs on his forehead, sat down, put his hands on the piano keyboard, shaking his upper body, half-closing his eyes, like a free and unrestrained creative piano master.
When the others saw that he was like a big shot in a TV show, they clapped and clapped again one by one, just waiting for the big shot to knock down the sound of the gods.
The spotlight of the mobile phone was facing the first key that Yang Yu played, and countless photos sounded.
Liu Jiali and others downstairs heard it and thought that there was a photography exhibition above. Next, someone went downstairs to broadcast it in real time, it turned out that someone was playing the piano.
Under such complicated noise, it is difficult for normal people to tell the truth and falsehood. Because of this, Yang Yu is confident that he can use his fake time and place to make use of it freely, and he does not think that anyone can see his fake.
He played for about half a minute and less than thirty seconds, and suddenly—
"stop!"
With a thud, Yang Yu's fingers stopped on the piano keys in an instant, stunned: Who dares to call him to stop?
The photo took the photo and everyone looked at Mu Suye who was shouting to stop.
"What's wrong with you, Su Ye?" Grandma Mu thought her grandson was strange today.
"Su Ye, the cucu you admire is playing the piano. If you don't listen carefully, why do you stop?" Mrs. Jiang walked up in a hurry and said, but she suddenly shrank when she received Mu Su Ye's cold little eyes.
Are these people trying to play him as a fool? Mu Suye snorted coldly, and his premonition was indeed true, so he spoke up and said without hesitation: "Get out!"
The sound of pumping air comes one after another in the air.
"Su Ye." Grandma Mu was shocked.
"He is not really cucu." Mu Suye's cold voice fell like Bao Qingtian's knife.
Chu Qingman, who was sitting downstairs, shook his palms, and someone heard a message from above that his son recognized Yang Yu as a fake. His son was extraordinary!
Liu Jiali and Liang Ming looked at each other.
Liang Ming was quite proud: "The little genius musician I admire is a real genius!"
Liu Jiali rolled her eyes and thought about how the above was about to turn the world upside down.
There are stormy waves above.
Mu Suye did not endorse cucu, but instead said cucu was fake. For a moment, Mrs. Zhao and others were all blown up.
"He is fake!"
"No, I'm not fake!" Yang Yu jumped up from the stool and looked at Mu Suye with great momentum. Hello, kid, I came here specifically to show your face. You dare to destroy my reputation!
"Calm down!" Mu Mi** was dizzy and held her head.
"Su Ye, the cucu you saw before was him. How could the person you saw with your own eyes be fake?" said Mrs. Jiang.
"Is he fake? It's not based on his eyes, but on his ears. To put it bluntly, the piano he plays is not as good as hers!"
What did the brother say? His little finger pointed at her Nuannuan. Nuannuan's face turned red. The brother praised her for playing the smacking songs, right? Nuannuan was naturally happy when she heard it.
Xiao Yan and Liang Anshun and Li Shu were right about what Mu Suye said. They just heard it and thought that the sound of the piano played by their sister was much better than the boss in front of them.
"You said I was not as good as this little kid in playing the piano?!" Yang Yu was going crazy. He said he was fake, but he actually said that he was not as good as a three-and-a-half-year-old girl. Even if he was fake, he was an adult and had practiced the piano for many years.
What’s scary is that many people at the scene listened to Mu Suye and didn’t listen to him. Because people like Mrs. Zhao are a little brainy and know that Mu Suye’s strength and status cannot be talked nonsense. What’s more, Li Tong and Zhao Qiaolei are both small fans of Mu Suye.
If this continues, everyone will question him as a fake. What should I do? Yang Yu pretended to be a big shot and slapped him on the piano, then turned around and left.
"Big Boss!" Mrs. Jiang cooperated and shouted, turning back to criticize Grandma Mu, "How much did your Jing Nan spend to find him? How many years has the boss you have spent to find is now driven away by Su Ye? Just for this little rustic bun, do you indulge him in doing this?"
After being told by Mrs. Jiang, Grandma Mu, Mrs. Zhao and others came back to their senses.
Mu Suye stood up: "It has nothing to do with her. What is fake is fake."
"Su Ye, what evidence do you say he is fake?" Grandma Mu asked her grandson.
"What did he just play? A piece of music played three notes wrong, and the rhythm was messy. Nuannuan at least did the correct rhythm of each note."
How can a real genius at the age of seven be fooled?
Yang Yu almost fell at the stairs, and he ran down like he flew. He could only say that the boy named Mu Suye was terrible. When he got downstairs, he suddenly ran into Chu Qingman who was drinking water. His legs were half weak.
So this woman has been here all the time?!
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Chapter completed!