"Give me another cup, cappuccino."
Bai Xiaomu said lightly.
"Cappuccino is coffee.
If you drink it, you won't be able to sleep well at night.
We'll have it again tomorrow."
Mu Linqian started to take charge again.
"Okay, no cappuccino."
Bai Xiaomu snorted, this guy is serious.
"Then what can I drink?"
"Well, give her a cup of honey and pear juice."
Mu Linqian watched Bai Xiaomu continue to tangle with black tea and other teas, and simply ordered it for her.
"Why" Bai Xiaomu wanted to say why, but he temporarily changed it to why, but he didn't say why.
"Beauty and beauty."
Mu Linqian blocked Bai Xiaomu's words.
Bai Xiaomu compromised, then nodded, looked at the waiter, and according to his instructions, the drink was changed to honey and pear juice.
Mu Linqian and Ronvaughan ordered the dishes smoothly and returned the menu to the waiter.
"Well, do you want some music?"
the waiter looked at them and asked with a smile.
Bai Xiaomu thought for a while, then looked at them.
They nodded and agreed that they should actually order some music.
"Well, okay."
Bai Xiaomu looked at the waiter and said with a smile.
"Well, is it a live-action version, or play music."
The waiter looked at Bai Xiaomu and asked seriously.
"Well, let's have a musician."
Bai Xiaomu thought for a while and said, "Violin player."
"Okay."
The waiter nodded and left.
Soon, as the appetizers and soup were served, an Asian boy came over with a violin.
"May I ask what music you guys are listening to?"
The boy looked at them without any shyness.
Bai Xiaomu looked at the boy and suddenly asked: "Are you Chinese?"
"Excuse me, does this have anything to do with the music I played?"
The boy seemed to disdain that he was Chinese and kept talking to Bai Xiaomu in pure English.
"Okay then, I think you can play the 24th Caprice."
Bai Xiaomu could tell from his eyes that he was actually from China.
To be precise, any Asian from other countries would honestly tell Bai Xiaomu that she is not Chinese.
This boy did not refuse, so it can be seen that this boy is from China.
"Yes."
The boy slowly played the so-called most difficult song.
This piece of music is simple and clear, lively and brisk.
But it organically combines various difficult violin skills.
The boy did play a piece of music very well, but Bai Xiaomu could not hear the emotion from the music.
This instrument seemed to be a tool for him to make money, and it could be felt that the boy did not love it so much.
When halfway through, Bai Xiaomu couldn't bear it anymore and watched the boy pause.
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"Forget it, stop it."
Bai Xiaomu looked at the boy and didn't stop.
He suddenly spoke in Chinese and said with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth: "What are you doing?
You have the nerve to pull out this kind of music."
The boy stopped and looked at Bai Xiaomu very annoyed, but Bai Xiaomu was a guest.
"No one will like music without life."
Bai Xiaomu looked at him naturally.
The boy waited for Bai Xiaomu's mouth to show a hint of contempt, "Do you know music?"
"I don't understand."
Bai Xiaomu shook his head and said, "I can't play the violin, but I can hear emotions from the music.
Such mechanical emotions are really harsh."
"Since you don't like it, then change it."
Mu Linqian looked at Bai Xiaomu.
Although he didn't know what Bai Xiaomu wanted to do, he was right to follow Bai Xiaomu's words.
Bai Xiaomu nodded and said, "Go out, we don't need to listen to such music anymore."
"Wait, I will go out, but I don't understand.
All my techniques are very good, and all the guests speak well of me.
I don't understand why."
The boy looked at Bai Xiaomu and felt that he was a The princess at home doesn’t understand anything.
"I don't understand, haha.
As a musician who doesn't even dare to admit where he comes from, I shouldn't have listened to your piano just now."
Bai Xiaomu's mouth had obvious contempt.
"You" the boy didn't know what to say to Bai Xiaomu, "What do you know?
You are just a child from a rich family who can eat the most beautiful things in the world."
"Haha."
Bai Xiaomu looked at the boy and felt that she had stimulated his weakness.
He was a child from a wealthy family.
It was really funny.
Although he is now a child from a wealthy family, he had no parents back then and relied on part-time jobs to earn his tuition and living expenses.
In the past, Bai Xiaomu was a rich young lady, but she was not, so she kept reminding herself not to throw away her habits back then.
"What do I know?
Let me tell you, I know more than you.
Knowing that my motherland has raised me, I will at least be proud to say to others that I am Chinese.
Although my motherland has not yet become a developed country, I think It is said that with the motherland here, we have strong backing abroad.
At least when we are in disaster, she can protect us."
Bai Xiaomu finished this sentence, "I have never felt that I am ashamed of the Chinese people.
How could a heartless person like you do this?"
"I" the boy looked at Bai Xiaomu and couldn't tell, but he still summed it up: "Of course you can't understand the suffering in the world if you are rich."
"Hmph, I have money, but I know that when it comes to feelings, a person who doesn't even have feelings is really worse than a beast."
Bai Xiaomu said with a smile: "Your piano sound has no feelings, and you won't win any prizes no matter how many competitions you participate in.
You can only Make some extra money by playing music for others on this kind of cruise ship.”
The boy said nothing and looked down at his violin.
Every time he failed miserably in the breakout competition, he didn't know why.
He thought he had mastered the music proficiently, but was not recognized by the judges and teachers.
The boys think that although it is an international competition, the winners are really children from wealthy families, and they must have been bribed to win the prizes.
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In fact, the teacher once commented on himself in this way, but at that time, he always felt that they had received the money for being first, so he did not give himself the first place.
"You go out."
Bai Xiaomu shook his head and looked at the boy, feeling sorry for him.
The boy looked at Bai Xiaomu, then lowered his head and walked towards the door in disbelief.
Bai Xiaomu looked at his back, and then told him: "I don't need musicians anymore, just tell the manager."
The boy glanced at Bai Xiaomu and saw Bai Xiaomu eating his steak.
Does she help herself or dislike herself?
She is a good Chinese person.
"It's such a pity for this boy."
Bai Xiaomu put down his knife and fork, then picked up the drink and slowly sipped it
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