There are many things in this world that you can’t see or touch.

He was like a trend, pushing you forward step by step.

You resist, you explain, you stop, you scream...

But, it's useless.

You can only be pushed forward.

When Shen Lang saw the famous symphony performer Chekoer asks his assistant to pay more than 1,000 lunches, he breathed a sigh of relief.

I got through another meal!

It's not him!

It’s really not him. Even if the king of heaven comes over, it can’t be Shen Lang!

because……

He is poor!

If he is the rich second generation Chen Feiyu, then he would say nothing about me, Mr. Chen, to pay the bill without saying a word...

How free and so proud!

But unfortunately...

He is currently a pauper.

So, he began to be crazy regardless of everything.

Don't understand piano, don't understand guitar, don't understand music...

What does this matter?

I can’t even do it when the king of heaven comes!

Looking at Chekore's back as he left, a wave of heat surged in Shen Lang's chest. Then, as if he saw something shining with golden light, even his feet began to walk forward uncontrollably...

He saw...

What he needs!

"Hello!"

"Qin Yao?"

"do what?"

"I am not pretending to be perfect in the professional field. Come and help me pretend to be perfect..."

“???”

There was suddenly a sound on the other end of the phone.

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"Miss Chen, do you understand music?"

"I don't understand very much."

"oh."

What does it feel like if a person's momentum suddenly changes?

Chen Yutong didn't know how to describe the feeling of gap in her heart for a moment.

as if……

Two people!

Before she went to the bathroom, Shen Lang gave her the feeling of being silly, without confidence, a little inferior, even a little simple and dull.

However, after she finished going to the bathroom and watching Chekoer's assistant pay for Shen Lang, Shen Lang's momentum changed instantly.

His eyes became extremely deep, as if there were a lot of information hidden. At the same time, an indescribable confidence filled his whole body, and even the voice of his speech began to change.

stunned!

Chen Yutong was only surprised at this moment.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, go... and listen to a free concert with me!"

At the entrance of the cafe, Shen Lang grinned a smile on his lips and handed Chen Yutong a ticket to Chekore's concert.

In that flash of smile, Chen Yutong could not see any silly intentions, and even as cunning as a fox, her eyes became deeper.

Chen Yutong was a little dazed in an instant.

This person...

Is it really Shen Lang? Is it really the Shen Lang I just saw?

Why……

Completely different?

Then, she thought of that video again.

In the video, at that symphony, Shen Lang stood up straight, stared at the distance seriously, and destroyed the symphony of Chekore...

Like...

Fighter!

"Miss Chen, did you drive here?"

"Yes."

"That's the best, then go to this address."

“…”

Chen Yutong took Shen Lang to the parking place, then opened the car door, and Shen Lang sat up with peace of mind.

He was not polite to Chen Yutong at all, nor was he embarrassed at all.

Chen Yutong looked into the distance, then looked at Shen Lang again.

At this moment, I still couldn't adapt to Shen Lang's transformation.

After getting in the car, Shen Lang kept sitting in the passenger seat fiddling with his cell phone, without any intention of talking to Chen Yutong.

Chen Yutong was speechless.

If it were before, she felt that Shen Lang might be inferior to other boys, but now she doesn't think so.

This guy Shen Lang has no intention of inferiority at this moment.

Is the phone so good-looking?

After driving for twenty minutes, Shen Lang still lowered his head and played with his cell phone.

She shook her head.

At this moment...

"Miss Chen, that, I want to vomit..."

"I'm driving, you're playing with your phone, of course you will vomit. The guide is sinking, don't vomit me in the car."

"Oh, I won't vomit in your car. I won't look at my phone." Shen Lang nodded and put down his phone and closed his eyes, as if he was trying to relieve the vomiting feeling in his heart.

"Director Chen, what were you looking at just now? You were so focused?"

“I’m reading “Basics of Symphony.”

“???”

Chen Yutong stared at Shen Lang like a ghost and almost stepped on the brakes.

What is this person doing?

"Basic Knowledge of Symphony"?

What's the meaning?

"Miss Chen, don't be so strange. I actually don't know anything about symphony. In fact, let alone symphony, I know nothing about instruments..."

"Then you go to the Chekore symphony... wait, then, if you don't know what to say, then that day..." Chen Yutong was stunned.

"That day was just an accident, I was just pulled up and made up for the numbers..."

"Then, why are you going to Chekore now..."

"Let's go and have a look, it's not a loss anyway, and maybe I can have a little cooperation with Chekore."

"cooperate?"

Chen Yutong felt that her brain capacity was not enough, she couldn't understand at all, and she couldn't understand what Shen Lang wanted to do.

"Yes, OK, I'll take a look, I'll vomit again later. It's not good to vomit your Porsche."
To be continued...