Chapter 388

Yan Tao: "no music score."

Star meteorite is a song composed by Yan Tao.

Never played in front of anyone.

Last time at the airport, it was the first time.

Smith couldn't believe it and stared: "no score? How can it?"

The young man put his left hand on the back of the sofa, and his slender legs overlapped together. His strange face looked indifferent at the moment. "The music I made and the music score will naturally be engraved in my mind. There is no need to write."

Smith seemed unable to accept the result. He couldn't help asking, "aren't you going to put it in front of the world for everyone to enjoy and future generations to learn and admire?"

A few wisps of golden light found on the boy outside the window, and Smith heard her chuckle.

The laughter is as clear as the wind blowing through the forest. It is very light.

Smith recognized the contempt and carelessness.

The young man seemed not to care about the songs that could be passed on by future generations.

Smith went to see the picturesque boy again, his eyes complicated.

Really... Didn't you take it to heart?

Little seven's fat claws held together, with a proud and disdainful expression.

Hum, my master is in the star region and is worshipped by thousands of people.

The name is engraved in the Empire square, immortal over the years.

Where can you see such a small achievement.

"I know it's offensive, but I still want to ask you."

Smith's current state is like a big treasure in front of him. He can get it as long as he pushes the door open.

A piansheng scratched his heart and lungs across the landing door, so you can't reach it!

"Can I have the honor of enjoying the meteorite?"

Yan Tao: "Oh, No."

Smith!!!

A mouthful of old blood blocked his throat and nearly died of anger.

Doesn't it mean that the Chinese people will not act mediocre and refuse?

Master Yan turned his head. "Are you still busy?"

This is the eviction order.

Smith is not reconciled yet.

Intuition told him, "star meteorite" must be unusual!

I miss it at this time. I don't know if I can wait for such a score in the future!

After the last century, there has never been a piano writer comparable to the previous generation of musicians in the world.

Nowadays, pianists play famous piano songs from the past.

Smith tried to persuade Yantao, but he retreated in the smiling eyes of the young man.

Just dying to ask, "can I come and visit?"

"Friends are naturally welcome."

"Good!"

Smith looked at Yantao, his eyes bright and firm.

As long as the Kung Fu is deep, the iron pestle will be ground into a needle!

Come and visit me some day. One day, I will be able to hear this song!

Yantao felt Smith's eyes and his mouth twitched slightly: he won't brush himself as a boss, will he?

Long after Smith left, Yan Tao nestled on the sofa, his eyes closed, and his picturesque eyebrows showed dust indifference.

The whole body is haunted by an elusive breath.

Star meteorite

Just like its name, it describes the whole process of star falling.

Yantao did it after witnessing the falling stars and the collapse of nebulae after the galaxy war.

The paragraph played by the airport is only the first section.

It's about the tranquility and serenity before the Galactic War.

The slender young man's left hand was caught on the sofa, and his cold eyebrows and eyes were full of ghost gas.

She has gone through countless wars and made great achievements.

Only in that galaxy war, one third of the soldiers died in the famous Yanjia fleet.

It was the only war she lost when she took over the command of the fleet.

Yan Tao, who lost, lost.