Chapter 1498 Huang Yimei’s obsession, officially going to work
Whether it is painting or music, Zhou Chen has experienced training and learning in many worlds.
And when he came into contact with music, it took much longer than learning painting. He started learning music in the third film and television world, and it has been hundreds of years.
If he can be called a master in painting, then in music he is definitely above the level of a master.
Huang Yimei pressed her whole body against Zhou Chen's body and said softly: "Then take me there, I want to hear you play the piano."
Zhou Chen held up her face, pecked her plump and red lips gently.
"OK."
Huang Yimei immediately hugged Zhou Chen passionately and gave her a sweet kiss. She fell into Zhou Chen's infatuation.
After hugging and kissing each other for a while, the two reluctantly separated. Then Huang Yimei clung to Zhou Chen and went to another piano room.
This villa covers a relatively large area and was designed by Zhou Chen. There are several rooms on the upper and lower floors. The piano room is about the same size as the studio.
Huang Yimei followed Zhou Chen to the piano room, and found that there were not only pianos in the piano room, but also various other musical instruments, many of which looked very period.
"These are all yours?"
"Of course, I carefully selected them all."
Even though this is a small piano room, the total value of the instruments inside is quite high.
"Which instrument do you want to hear?"
Huang Yimei looked surprised: "Which one do you want to listen to? Do you know all the musical instruments here?"
"Almost."
There are twenty kinds of musical instruments here, and he can play them, but there is a difference in whether he is good at them or not.
Seeing that Zhou Chen was so confident, Huang Yimei thought about it and said, "Let's play the piano. Let's listen to the piano first."
"Okay, I usually amuse myself by myself, but now I have an additional audience, which feels very good."
Zhou Chen came to the piano and sat down. He played lightly for a few times, and then played the classic "City in the Sky", which made Huang Yimei, who was listening on the side, look happy.
Huang Yimei is not a professional, so she can't tell how good Zhou Chen's playing is, but what she knows is that it sounds good, very good, in one go, without any interruption.
When the song ended, Zhou Chen did not stop, but played another song.
This is a piece of music that Huang Yimei has never heard. It was fine at the beginning, but as she listened, she could feel the sadness contained in this piece of music. Until the end of the song, she could not get over this sad mood.
Come out.
"What song is this?"
"An Heqiao, this is supposed to be a song, and it's not played on the piano."
Huang Yimei praised: "It sounds good, but it feels a bit too sad."
"It's a bit sad, but compared to joy, sadness is often more empathetic. Our country's songs express sadness more than joy."
People often have more sadness than joy. Zhou Chen has lived for hundreds of years, so he is more qualified to say this. Although his experience has more happy things, there are also many sad and sad things, and he has more memories.
Regret and sadness.
Huang Yimei hugged Zhou Chen from behind, her cheeks touching Zhou Chen's.
"I don't object to what you said, but I wonder if our President Zhou can play a cheerful tune?"
Zhou Chen naturally wouldn't refuse, and immediately played two cheerful songs, and invited Huang Yimei to sit next to him and teach her how to play.
The dormitory was filled with cheerful laughter, and Zhou Chen had long forgotten about Tao Xiaoning's bad incident.
After Zhou Chen came back, Aunt Pan was very sensible and quietly left the villa.
After a long time, Zhou Chen and Huang Yimei came out of the piano room.
Huang Yimei looked at the wrinkled skirt with a coquettish look on her face: "It's all your fault, the skirt I just changed into is dirty again."
Zhou Chen looked innocent: "Can you blame me? Who made you so beautiful and deliberately tempted me? If I can bear it, am I still a normal person?"
Thinking of what just happened in the piano room, Huang Yimei blushed. She didn't know why. She just couldn't control herself when she was around Zhou Chen. She felt like she wanted to eat Zhou Chen. For her,
, Zhou Chen seems to be more attractive than Tang Monk.
"Stop talking, I'm going to change clothes. Fortunately, you bought two pieces today."
Zhou Chen looked at the time and saw that it was almost eight o'clock, so he said: "Okay, change your clothes, let's go have dinner, and take you back after dinner. Didn't you say that you will officially go to work tomorrow?"
"Yes, why did I forget this? I have to go to work tomorrow."
Huang Yimei slapped her forehead and then remembered that when she went to look for a job with her classmates, she had already passed Qingzhen's interview and would officially go to work tomorrow. She was just so happy to be with Zhou Chen. She was completely
Forgot about this.
"I need to go to bed early tonight."
So she hurried upstairs to change clothes, but before she could change her clothes, she was hugged. With her attitude of refusing to welcome, she and Zhou Chen were lingering together again.
After some delay, at nine o'clock, the two of them slowly came out of the villa.
Zhou Chen's villa has an underground garage, so he took Huang Yimei directly to the underground garage.
Looking at the bright red Ferrari sports car in the garage, Huang Yimei asked: "Is this your car too?"
Zhou Chen said: "It's been a year since I bought it, and I haven't driven it 500 kilometers in total. I don't usually look at cars. Even if I drive one, most of them are the big G."
"If you drive this sports car out, there will definitely be many beauties looking to strike up a conversation with you."
"I don't like other beauties, I just like beauties like you."
A sweet word made Huang Yimei indulge in it and send her a sweet kiss.
"Actually, this is my first time riding in such a sports car. I used to think that the space in a sports car is very small and it would be very uncomfortable to sit in."
"It is true that sports cars are not as comfortable as conventional cars and SUVs, but the seat space of a two-seater sports car is not small and it is quite comfortable to sit in, but it will definitely not be comfortable for a long time. But who drives a sports car for long distances?
"
For someone as tall as Zhou Chen, who is over 1.8 meters tall, it is not crowded to sit up, let alone Huang Yimei.
Zhou Chen took Huang Yimei to dinner and sent her home after ten o'clock. Because the sports car was too loud, Zhou Chen stopped and walked with Huang Yimei into the family courtyard.
"Why don't you drive this car back?" Huang Yimei pointed at the Mercedes-Benz G next to her.
"I can't be separated and can only drive one. I'll leave this car here. Next time I come to drive it, I'll leave the car keys here with you."
"There are many children in our courtyard. I'm worried that they might scratch your car."
"fine."
Zhou Chen didn't care. His car didn't look cheap at first glance. Children are also discerning, and adults would also warn them. Under normal circumstances, no one would do such an immoral thing.
"Then, bye."
Huang Yimei paused for a moment, glanced secretly left and right, then rushed over to hug Zhou Chen and gave him another passionate kiss.
"You go back."
"Bye-Bye."
Zhou Chen watched Huang Yimei go in, then turned and left.
As soon as Huang Yimei opened the door and entered, she saw her parents sitting on the sofa reading a book.
"Dad, Mom, it's so late and you still haven't slept."
"Can you sleep? I've been waiting for you."
Wu Yuejiang retorted angrily, then pointed to the clock on the wall: "Look, what time is it now, do you still know how to come back?"
Huang Yimei stuck out her tongue and said with an embarrassed look: "Mom, I'm back. Besides, I'm such a big person, what can happen to me?"
"Why did you buy that mobile phone for? You don't know how to make a call home?"
"I forgot, it wasn't long after I bought the phone, so I didn't realize it."
Huang Jianzhi suddenly said: "Rose, you bought this new dress? You went out with Xiao Zhou today and he bought it for you?"
When Wu Yuejiang heard her husband's words, she realized that just now she was only concerned about her daughter's safety and did not notice that her daughter's clothes were completely different from when she went out this afternoon.
Huang Yimei held up her skirt and spun it around in front of the two elders.
To be continued...