Chapter 108

As if she saw the timidity in the girl's eyes, she lowered her eyebrows and smiled. The dazzling eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as the first bloom of red lotus!

The whole studio hall was illuminated almost instantly!

Li Zhuoyan stared at her, "good... Beautiful!"

How could there be such a beautiful woman?

"Little girl, have you suffered any psychological trauma before? Well? So you are so timid?" Ruan Su stroked the zither with his slender green fingers and gently fiddled it twice, making a sound of Ding Dong.

"No..." don't turn your head. She's not a little girl. She's twenty years old.

If it weren't for my little uncle who wanted her to come, she... Wouldn't come here to perform.

"Then give me one." Ruan Su raised his chin. "If... You can't play in front of me, then in the future national day, there are all black audiences. Do you have confidence and courage to play it?"

Li Zhuoyan bit her lip, "I..."

She seemed to have made a great determination before she put her hands on the zither and played it gently.

I don't know if it's because I'm too nervous or something else.

She played several wrong notes.

Ruan Su stopped her and looked at Li Zhuoyan with beautiful eyes. "Don't be nervous."

"I think you play the string rubbing type. Therefore, you must pay attention to some small details. For example, after playing the string with your right hand, the Zheng string with your left hand vibrates to beautify the aftersound."

Ruan Su made a demonstration for her as she said, "and this, the vibrating string is divided into three types: slow vibrating, vibrating string and fast vibrating. Slow vibrating, the frequency of vibrating is relatively slow, and the aftersound is melodious and rhymed."

The melodious piano sound sounded and instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Even the dancers turned around and looked.

Ruan Su was leaning sideways, his hands on the zither, fiddling with the Zheng strings.

Ruan Su didn't notice other people's reaction. She was still seriously guiding Li Zhuoyan. "Here is fast tremor, fast frequency tremor, nervous aftersound, often showing excitement."

After playing a song, she said to Li Zhuoyan, "try again."

"You... Play better than my little uncle." Li Zhuoyan twinkled stars in her eyes and looked at Ruan Su excitedly. She likes zither. Her skills are learned from her little uncle Fu Yinli.

"Come on." Ruan Su smiled, not curious about her little uncle.

At this time, others were reminded by their tutors that they were just like a dream.

In a trance, I felt as if I had heard the divine melody in the sky.

When Ruan Su came out of the studio hall, it was already dark.

She glanced at the extras sent by various units who came out one after another behind her. They were as tired as frost eggplant and listless.

She didn't say anything. She said hello to Wei Lun, went directly to her Land Rover and was ready to leave.

Just then, a black Bentley came slowly and stopped in front of her car.

It's Bo Xingzhi.

She frowned slightly and was wondering what to do when her cell phone rang.

The man's icy voice sounded, "get off and I'll see you off."

Ruan Su frowned. On her exquisite face, there was an unspeakable Charm: "I have a car myself. Why do you want to drive me?"

The tone is cool and thin, without the slightest emotion.

After hanging up the phone, she launched Land Rover and drove towards the lacrosse restaurant.

Half an hour later, her car stopped at the door of the lacrosse.

Waylan's car stopped.

Ruan Su curled his lips at him, "Wei Lun, let's go. It's my treat tonight."

"Miss Ruan, are you so talented that you really decide not to dance?" Wei Lun followed her with extreme regret in his tone.

"No interest," said Ruan su.

They entered the lacrosse together.

Bo Xingzhi sat in the car and looked at them talking and laughing. His lungs were going to explode.

Why is there another foreigner.

This man has blond hair and white skin. At first glance, he is not Lacrosse's five-year-old chef with very low Eq.

His face was cold and his heart was sour and crazy.

I can't hold it down.

The sour taste in the sour is very uncomfortable.

Song Yan felt the condensation of the atmosphere in the car almost instantly.

Heart and liver tremble.

Uh!

Young master, what's the matter?

It's just having dinner with a foreign man... There's no intimacy.

But... The young master is always uncertain, so he doesn't dare to talk casually.

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Lacrosse restaurant.

Ruan Su and Wei Lun talked about the latest popular dances in the world while eating.

"I heard that many people like hammer dance."

Ruan Su said faintly.

"Yes, in your country, there is an AI Dou named Wang Yibao who dances hammer very well. I like him very much." Wei Lun's Chinese is very good.

Without a jam.

He danced with Wang Yibao several times.

The child is handsome and talented.

The most important thing is to bear hardships.

Future achievements will be more extraordinary.

"Yibao really works hard." Ruan Su mentioned Wang Yibao, his eyes shining.

Suddenly!

The lacrosse hall was dark.

All the lights went out.

Only the sign of the emergency exit in the corner of the wall glowed green.

The customers were a little angry, followed by a burst of discontent and noise, "what's the matter?"

"Is this a power failure?"

"Or is there a problem with the line?"

"What a disappointment!"

The lobby manager hurried to appease the customers.

Some customers were particularly dissatisfied. "Finally, I got to the number. I was able to come to the lacrosse for dinner. The result was good. There was no electricity."

"What are you Lacrosse doing?"

"I booked my seat ten days in advance."

"I was eight days ahead of schedule."

Ruan Su frowned, and Wei Lun in front of him said, "please wait a minute. I'll be right there."

She got up, took off her cell phone and adjusted the flashlight.

Directly came to the manager who kept comforting everyone, "send someone to buy some candles as soon as possible and decorate the restaurant into a candlelight dinner scene. In addition, a generator is used in the kitchen to ensure the dining progress of all customers."

The lobby manager wiped the sweat on his forehead, "yes, Miss Ruan, I'll do it now."

Ruan Su's cool voice was slightly raised. "Take it easy. The LaCrosse will definitely give you a great dining experience. I'm a resident singer in the lacrosse restaurant. Now I'll sing a song for you. If you can sing, please sing with me, okay?"

The noisy customers suddenly heard a clear and gorgeous song.

"Sweet honey... You smile sweet honey... Like flowers blooming in the spring breeze... I can't remember for a moment..."

Unexpectedly, one by one forgot to continue to vent their dissatisfaction.

The voice is very pleasant and beautiful. It sings an old song from a long time ago.

The voice of the original song is sweet. It's sweet to hear people's bones.

But the voice of the resident singer in front of him was slightly cool, but it seemed like a cool wind in summer, sending a refreshing aftertaste.

Not greasy, but absolutely relieve the summer heat.

It forms a great contrast with the original song, but it sings the old song with a new charm.

This song "sweet honey" is almost a familiar song.

No one expected to hear a different interpretation in the lacrosse restaurant.

"I've never heard of any resident singers invited by Lacrosse before!"

"Yes, it's a wonderful voice!"

"It's almost the same as Fei's cold and proud voice one day!"

"That sounds great!"

The agitated customers were immersed in the beautiful song of the woman.

In the dark, someone wanted to see the woman's face clearly. He raised his mobile phone to control the woman, but the woman raised her hand to cover her face. He could only see the woman's slim figure under the weak mobile phone light.

Even if it's just a figure, it looks perfect, tall, slender and moving.

It is conceivable how beautiful she looks.

Waylan was shocked!

This Ruan Su really surprised him.

When he thought she had great talent for dancing, he found that her singing was better.

God really cares for this woman.

After singing "sweet honey", Ruan Su sang another song "many stories in small town".

"There are many stories in the small town... Full of joy and joy... If you come to the small town... You will gain a lot..."

Everyone was immersed in this beautiful and cold song.

Some people record the sound directly and store it in their mobile phones.

It's a rare experience to have a meal in the lacrosse and be accompanied by a beautiful live song.

It is estimated that I can only meet this once in my life.

Some even recorded dark videos and posted them on microblogs.

When Ruan Su finished singing this song, the manager ran over in sweat, followed by several waiters.

"I'm really sorry, dear customers. We brought the candlestick. Our circuit maintenance workers are also seizing the time to deal with the line problem. Some are actively contacting the power supply bureau. Now please experience the candlelight dinner. Lacrosse has decided that all customers will be free of charge tonight."

As the lobby manager said, he told the waiters to light the candles on the candlestick and put them on the dining table of each customer.

For a while.

Lacrosse restaurant has become a candlelight ocean.

It's romantic to eat by candlelight.

Ruan Su also took the opportunity to sit quietly in his seat.

In the kitchen, the generator is generating electricity crazily, so that all chefs can work smoothly.

If a generator is also used in the front hall, there will be a very loud noise, which will affect the mood and experience of customers.

So Ruan Su decided to replace the generator with candlelight.

"Miss Ruan, you are really great!" Wei Lun gave her a thumbs up.

"General." Ruan Su looked very calm.

"It's not too bad. It's completely comparable to those professional singers, and it's even better than professional singers!" Wei Lun said excitedly. "I know the director of a record company. Would you like to send you an album?"

"Wei Lun, I'm not interested." Ruan Su lowered her eyes. "Please keep this secret, OK?"

"I don't know you? Keep a low profile, keep a low profile, keep a low profile." Wei Lun looked at her admiringly.

"Just know."