d him to sleep first, meaning he didn't want him tonight...He clenched his fingers, but he had everything prepared in advance.Ning Shu softly exhaled, pursing her lips.Perhaps it's just a cruel twist...Ning Shu still didn't know that there was such a place in the school. He walked along the corridor that looked like glass.

A quick glance revealed the address Fu Yu had given him.

That was a private music room.

Melodic and pleasing piano music floated from inside, echoing in my ears.

Because it was too elegant and melodious, Ning stopped in her tracks and couldn't help but look inside.

Fu Yu was just sitting in front of the piano.

That pair of white, slender fingers, like pearls dancing on water. That handsome and elegant face, appearing aloof and indifferent.

is also extremely elegant and dignified.

If this weren't a school, Ning Shu might suspect she was attending a world-class music concert.

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The music stopped.

Ning Shu just at this time, knocked on the door.

Fu Yu said, "Come in."

Ning Shu walked in.

The music room was very large, and walking on the floor felt like sounds were echoing. It was decorated elegantly, which didn't quite match the scenery outside.

He walked along the way, and he didn't see anyone nearby.

As if he could sense his confusion.

Fu Yu raised her hand and played two notes, her voice cold and elegant: "This is my private music room."

Ning Shu was taken aback.

No wonder, no wonder he came all the way here, seeing that there were no one coming to disturb him. The music was beautiful, if things developed normally, quite a few people would come to watch.

But if this were Fu Yu's private music room, that would make sense.

Because no one will come to disturb us.

But Fu Yu turned the conversation, her elegant voice carrying a barely perceptible magnetism: "How was that piece I just played"

Ning Shu looked over.

Fu Yu came from a very wealthy family. Just the fact that his family was so rich would shock anyone who heard it.

But his elegance wasn't cultivated by a privileged upbringing; it seemed innate.

Even when gazing at you with those eyes.

...made you realize the gap in social class between the two of you.

This gap isn't given to you by the other party, but it's something you yourself are incredibly aware of.

He pursed his lips slightly. "It sounds lovely, though I don't know much about these pieces. But that doesn't stop me from liking this one."

To be precise.

The culture of this world is still quite different from Ning Shu's world.

The music was very pleasant, but Ning Shu felt very unfamiliar with it.

"This is the Little Variations Symphony of Gomoryby."

Fu Yu said as she gazed at him with those eyes, "Can you play the piano"

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Ning Shu is a pianist.

After all, he had studied piano at the Ning family for several years, but in front of Fu Yu, it seemed inadequate.

Because Ning Shu could hear the kind of professional awe.

What he played at the world-class concert was not that different from what I'd heard.

Fu Yu is undoubtedly an excellent person.

So excellent that it makes one wonder if he is a real person because he is too perfect.

Ning Shu had heard more than once about the other person's accomplishments in other areas.

His mentor showered him with praise.

Fu Yu's trophy shelf was overflowing.

The top trending topics can overshadow even the biggest celebrities' headlines, but this male god seems to prefer staying out of the public eye. That incident was just an accident, and Fu Yu hasn't appeared in any other interviews or articles since then.

When Ning Shu heard the name Fu Yu, her first thought was that at their age, some people were already at the top.

When he saw Fu Yu.

Suddenly, those descriptions didn't seem exaggerated at all. Fu Yu was just as elegant and noble as people said. Just one glance made you feel like the muddy dirt beneath your feet.

So when Fu Yu asked that question.

Ning Shu then lied and said, “I’ve learned some, but it’s just scratching the surface.”

Compared to Fu Yu's skill, his piano playing was nothing special.

Besides, if it wasn't Fu Yu playing the piano.

He wouldn't know, either, that Fu Yu played the piano so well. And on his resume, playing the piano was just a small point there.

Not to mention what other accomplishments he might have in other fields.

If Ning Shu were to say that she could play the piano, it would be nothing short of an insult to herself.

"Want to learn from me"

Fu Yu invited him.

Ning Shu was a little surprised, she really didn't expect the other party to make such a request.

Fu Yu, however, looked at him and patiently repeated, "Don't you like this piece very much Would you like to learn it from me"

As he spoke, he made room beside him.

Ning Shu looked at the empty seat beside her, silent for a moment.

He felt this was undoubtedly a good opportunity, a chance to get closer to Fu Yu. In fact. They had known each other for over a month, but only maintained a superficial, ordinary relationship.

Fu Yu was born with an aloof and elegant demeanor, as if destined to be like the moon, unattainable by anyone.

Even the most brilliant person will only be a star beside him.

Ning Shu had lent the other person a few books, but that was all. Even though he helped Fu Yu, the two of them hadn't had any further interactions. But, what if, he could get closer to the other person

Maybe they could start by being friends first.

Although Ning Shu didn't think, Fu Yu needed friends like him from the same class.

But he still walked over and sat down beside him.

Fu Yu's eyes, deep and profound like the night sky or the depths of the sea, gazed over.

Ning Shu only then discovered.

Fu Yu's eyes looked very dark from afar, like ink splashed across them. But when you looked closer, there seemed to be a faint hint of blue at their depths.

He showed his astonishment openly.

Fu Yu politely but with a hint of coolness asked, "What's wrong Do my eyes look strange to you"

Ning Shu realized her abruptness and shook her head.

After a moment's hesitation, he finally spoke, "...your eyes, they seem... different."

He pondered his words: "...Looking up close is different from looking from afar. It seems like it's more beautiful up close, and more elegant from a distance."

There are simply no better words to describe it.

Fu Yu's eyes couldn't be looked at too closely, he had almost been lost in them just now, despite the fact that the other person was a man just like him.

"My ancestors include people from the country, and I have some mixed blood."

Fu Yu gave him the answer.

Ning Shu showed an expression of, "I see," and no wonder.

It turns out Fu Yu also has mixed blood.

He raised his hand.

Fu Yu said: "Your posture is very standard. You must have learned it for a while before."

Ning Shujian could no longer keep it a secret, so he said, "I've learned for a while, but I can't play as well as you. You're too amazing."hough just a singer, 。But he works out a lot, his chest muscles are more beautiful and solid than ordinary people, let alone other places, the lines are smooth and powerful. 。The young man sat on the...