Rubbish?

He actually said that her piano score was trash?

Even if it is not popular in this world, it is definitely not garbage.

You know, this is the Doomsday series she created herself in the last Apocalypse plane, with a total of three songs.

It was very popular at that time!

It is said that as long as she plays the piano, the zombies can be knocked back immediately. This is really not a brag.

As long as you integrate superpowers into it, all the five songs are extremely lethal. They can be said to be a god blocking the gods, and a Buddha blocking the Buddhas...

But now, her songs are disliked and even called trash.

Lan Jin smiled so much that he put his pocket in one hand and twisted an exquisite lighter in the other hand, and played with it habitually.

Under the rolled cuffs, the slender white wrists were exposed, which was particularly eye-catching.

And wear a smart bracelet with a black screen on our wrist.

The long eyelashes drooped. Although she couldn't see the expression in her eyes clearly, her movements were a bit arrogant and unrestrained.

Suddenly, my head looked up, and my pair of peach blossom eyes that were raised inside and out were covered with a few unidentified smiles.

Suddenly, she opened her lips casually and sneered, "Are you sure?"

Lan Jiaojiao next to her hides the gloating in her eyes and says deliberately:

"Uncle Zhang, don't blame your sister. Actually, she doesn't know the piano very well. This time it was probably a whim. It's fun to learn from others to create, and it is inevitable that the creation is not good. Don't worry about her."

Lan Jiaojiao has a sweet and well-behaved appearance, and her voice is soft to the bone. As a result, when these words are spoken, Zhang Mai frowned in disgust.

If she doesn’t understand the piano, she wants to learn from others to create. The key is where did she come from the confidence she comes to him?

If he could have liked such a level of piano score, he would have made a big suggestion by himself eight hundred years ago.

"Okay, don't waste my time anymore. I'm not interested in your music. Please take your score and ask you to leave."

Zhang Mai is such a proud person. He reached the peak of his life at a young age, and he is surrounded by people who are flattering.

I have never met someone who is as contemptuous as Lan Jin, and he is a useless girl, who is simply unaware of the world!

He picked up the music score casually and threw it to her without any gentlemanly demeanor. The sound of his opening was extremely impatient, and even extremely disgusted, like driving away flies.

Even if Lan Jin could remain calm, she couldn't help but feel cold.

He bent down and picked up the music score from the ground, dusted the false dust, and curled up the corners of his lips with a cold and sarcastic curve.

Just as I was about to open my lips, a sound suddenly penetrated and rang at the door-

"Tsk tsk, it turns out that our famous Master Zhang is so unkind and gentlemanly. It's really eye-opening to bully a little girl."

"I think that song is pretty good, and the word "trash" is really not a question."

This subwoofer's magnetic and pleasant charming voice...

Lan Jin and Lan Jiaojiao paused, and they turned around almost at the same time and looked over in the sound.

He was a young man with extremely handsome appearance and delicate and three-dimensional facial features.

Some look familiar...

He wrapped his hands around his chest, leaned against the door frame, with a narrow smile on the corner of his mouth, and his posture was scattered and unruly.

But when Lan Jin's face turned around, it was visible to the naked eye that Rong Huo's lazy posture suddenly stopped and he immediately stood up straight.

In an instant, my pupils trembled and a strong surprise gushed out.

Mother, Lord.
Chapter completed!