The sweet smell of citrus

The door was knocked quickly, and Cheng Jialan rushed in front of Song Yi, "Squad leader, how long have you been waiting here?"

"Not long." Song Yi didn't expect Cheng Jialan to come so quickly, "Didn't you come here just after I sent a message?"

The two walked in together.

This neighborhood can be said to be a relatively... luxurious neighborhood in the city.

Walking all the way in, passing through the garden and the artificial lake, Song Yi glanced at Cheng Jialan beside her. She always knew that Cheng Jialan was a girl who was raised delicately, but she didn't expect that when she compared her living environment at first glance, there was a huge difference. It's so big.

Cheng Jialan didn't know Song Yi's deep emotion, she felt that she was really stupid.

I made an appointment to meet today, but I forgot to talk about it in the security room yesterday, so the squad leader was stopped at the door, and I was so embarrassed.

Moreover, the weather is so cold that the squad leader is left to blow the wind at the door.

"Squad leader, have you had breakfast?"

"Probably not, it's so early." Without waiting for Song Yi to answer, Cheng Jialan answered the question directly, "If you haven't eaten, you can eat with me!"

"You come here today, I asked the kitchen to prepare a lot of small pastries that you like to eat! There is also my own soup!"

"..."

Song Yi, who originally wanted to refuse, finally told the truth under such pure gaze, "I haven't had time to eat yet."

Cheng Jialan was very excited, and took Song Yi to sit by the kitchen in the main hall.

Because today was the meeting of two little girls, Cheng Weiguo was afraid that Song Yi would feel uncomfortable seeing him, so he went to work early.

Therefore, only Song Yi and Cheng Jialan sat in the kitchen.

Soups come together with steamed dumplings, xiaolongbao, and a bunch of Chinese dishes.

The two ate at the table, Song Yi was very quiet, Cheng Jialan pushed several breakfasts that she brought to Song Yi in front of Song Yi, "It was cold when I brought it to you at school!"

"They are the best when they are just out of the pan! Monitor, try them!"

"Well, you eat too."

"Okay, let's go to the piano room after breakfast." Cheng Jialan felt that it would take a while to select the program list.

When eating breakfast, Cheng Jialan kept recommending to Song Yi what she liked to eat.

If the person sitting opposite was someone else, Song Yi estimated that he would soon feel that she was showing off, but the person sitting opposite was Cheng Jialan——

He basically doesn't have that ostentatious IQ, he only points to the food with a happy face, and introduces it blabberingly, with a pure expression of selling his favorite things to his friends.

Because of sitting at the dining table for a long time, Song Yi ate too much for breakfast today.

Satiety... Slightly serious.

She rubbed her stomach, and after resting for a while, the two went upstairs to the piano room.

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Picking a show is a big deal.

Cheng Jialan and Song Yi's first candidate program is the four-handed piano piece.

In Cheng Jialan's yy, this scene should be very beautiful. She sat side by side with the monitor, and the monitor stretched out her hand... She also stretched out her hand, and between the fingertips, wonderful music poured out.

They cooperated very well, the lights stayed for them, and the audience cheered for them.

But after the actual operation, Cheng Jialan found out: emmm.

……

Sitting in front of the piano together is good for the eyes and the eyes, but the speed of the four hands cannot be completely unified, and Song Yi is slower than her.

After observing for a while, Cheng Jialan realized that Song Yi might not be familiar with the piece she chose, "Squad leader, how about we change the piece?"

Song Yi is not embarrassed that her skills are not as good as others. She found out that Cheng Jialan's piano talent should be very high. She rarely talks about the piece she picked at random, and her hand speed can't keep up.

But Cheng Jialan played very well by himself.

"There's no need to change the tune."

"But--"

"Galan, you play this piece very well. I haven't been learning the piano for too long. I've only played this piece once or twice, and the technique in the middle part is too fast, so I can't keep up."

"If you change the song, I don't have any songs of the same level that I'm particularly familiar with, and if there are any, I can't keep up with your rhythm."

"...No!" What does the squad leader mean? Is he demeaning himself so much?Cheng Jialan immediately retorted, "Squad leader, you learn everything very quickly. If you're not familiar with it, just practice a few more times. I can see that you—" She wanted to say that she could tell that Song Yi was very talented, but Song Yi just stared at him like this. Her eyes, motionless.

Well, with this look, she couldn't lie.

"So, let's change the group." Since childhood, Song Yi is better at dancing. "Why don't you play the piano and I'll dance?"

"It's all right, I think you can do it, monitor."

"Blind self-confidence, but dancing will take a while."

"Ok?"

Song Yi coughed twice, "I'm a little full, I need to digest for a while."

Chapter 41

While digesting, Song Yi and Cheng Jialan went to the bedroom and brought a laptop, and began to choose songs and dances.

Song Yi has performed on stage many times, so he is very familiar with this, and immediately selected many pieces that can be used in dancing.

Watching these pieces, Cheng Jialan felt for the first time the happiness of having a specialty.

She can play the pieces Song Yi selected, and her skills and techniques are good.

Cheng Jialan was strong, so there was no suspense in the selection of the song. Song Yi chose a slightly unpopular song, "I am good at dancing that is slow and lyrical, which is more in line with this song."