Chapter 81 Please dance

The two grandparents discussed for a long time, as for the result.

It's very simple. During a financial turmoil half a year later, the Qin family didn't have sufficient capital reserves, and was eaten away by the big families in the end. There was not even a scum left.

Song Liunian held Song Beibei's hand in his palm: "Beibei, I will do what I say, and the Qin family is called history."

Time flies, two years have passed, Song Beibei has become more and more generous in going in and out, showing the air of a lady everywhere, and she is no longer the chaihuo girl she was when she first entered the door.

Song Liunian is also more handsome and upright, and now the two are getting closer and closer, and they are like a pair of lovers.

Mrs. Song is also in good health and full of energy.

In the past year, Song Liunian has taken over the family's economic affairs.

Song Beibei said to Song Liunian: "Brother Liunian, I want you to come to our school's art festival."

"You know I don't like such a lively environment." Song Liunian planned to refuse.

"But I want you to go, I want you to show your talent." Song Beibei began to act like a baby.

"In human terms, why on earth?"

"It's like this. The program of our class this art festival is the piano and violin ensemble "Praise of Love". Because the pianist suddenly had a problem, he couldn't play. Sister Su Ran was very anxious, so I asked her I recommended you who often practice with me." Song Beibei had no choice but to tell him everything.

"Okay, but I only promise you to play. I don't care about the rest, I might leave after playing." Song Liunian gave the biggest concession.

"Then it's settled, the time is eight o'clock tonight, and the venue is the school auditorium, you know where it is." Song Beibei said badly.

She ran away happily after achieving her goal.

After coming to the classroom, Song Beibei made a "V" sign to Su Ran.

Su Ran gave her a thumbs up. In fact, these are all in Su Ran's calculation.Because she knew that only Song Beibei could make Song Liunian give in.

At around seven o'clock in the evening, Song Liunian went to the appointment on time, and Song Beibei accompanied him in person.

"Brother Liunian, I want to eat Malatang, do you know where the best one is?"

"I don't know, I don't eat this kind of food." Song Liunian looked at her with a dark face.

Song Beibei has fallen for him anyway: "Then I'll take you there, but as a reward, you pay the bill."

After she finished speaking, she jumped up and down in front to lead the way.

Song Beibei said to the owner of the Malatang stall, "Boil me a bowl of noodles, then this, this, and this..."

"Have you eaten so much?" Song Liunian was full of doubts.

"It's okay, I'll light it first, and I'll give you what I can't finish, so I can't waste it anyway." Song Beibei said indifferently.

At eight o'clock, the school's art festival begins.

The programs were wonderful, but the scene still didn't boil.

The last program is the ensemble "Praise of Love" for piano and violin.

Song Liunian's well-tailored little dress was clearly carefully prepared, and Song Beibei's long princess dress made her look like a princess.

The performance of the two of them really complemented each other, and it was mesmerizing to listen to.After one song was over, everyone felt that there was still more to say, and shouted for another song together.

Song Beibei was also happy, regardless of Song Liunian's eyes to stop him, she opened the beginning of "Canon", another classic.

This song also did not disappoint everyone, it really lingered, and it lasted for three days.

(End of this chapter)

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