[BL, MTL] After The Real Young Master Was Reborn, He Decided To Be A Salted Fish

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When Qin Nian, Qu Chun and others arrived at the school, Qin Jiaxu and Gu Huai were also there.

Sure enough, for such a big event, everyone feels that there are points to get here.

Qin Nian and Qu Chun stood in the school auditorium. The originally dilapidated small auditorium was decorated very festively because of the wedding, with lights everywhere. A big and red character was pasted on the blackboard of the auditorium.

The auditorium is very lively.

Everyone is looking forward to the bride and groom behind the door, waiting for the door to open.

Before the bride arrived, the whole hall was quiet.

"I feel like something is missing."

Although it was very lively, Qu Chun still felt strange.

Qin Nian stood on his feet. He was not short, but there were too many spectators in front of him. Everyone's height was different. Most of the sight was blocked, and he could only stand on his feet to barely look at it.

He followed the eyes of the crowd and looked at the door. "What's strange?"

"Everyone will have background music when the event is held. There is no background music for this wedding, so I feel like something is missing."

After Qu Chun finished speaking, Qin Nian's expression became thoughtful.

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On the other side

"Maybe you can get points by playing that piano." On the stage of the school auditorium, there happens to be a small piano.

Gu Huai looked at the dilapidated piano, and they also listened to the stories of two teaching teachers on the way. If the program team was smart, they would probably seize this opportunity to promote the two teachers and bring popularity to the program, so as to let others know about the teacher's deeds and achieve a win-win situation.

Gu Huai asked Qin Jiaxu, "Xiao Xu, aren't you very good at playing the piano? Go up and play it. Maybe there are still points to get."

He is used to being a prayboy, and he always has a frivolous tone in everything he says.

Qin Jiaxu was a little unconsured of his carelessness. He looked around and saw that the villagers of Nandao were sitting around the wedding.

Look at the cheap piano again. It is a little reluctant to say that the piano is a little reluctant. It is simply something made of a few pieces of wood barely stitched together, and the paint on the surface of the wood has begun to peel off, revealing the light yellow interior.

Qin Jiaxu could fully imagine how harsh the piano would make when it was played.

Since I was a child, which brand of the piano I played was not deafening, Steinway, Bechstein...

A piano with insufficient specifications is not suitable for playing by yourself at all. Playing such a non-matched combination of pianos that comes from is a waste of your hands and a waste of your talents.

Besides...

Qin Jiaxu's eyes swept over the crowd of islanders in the field.

Who can listen to him play the piano is not rich or expensive? Even if ordinary people want to listen to it, they all need to buy expensive tickets.

They know piano, so they flock to themselves. How can this group of people who have never been exposed to art since childhood understand their own piano?