Clothes with large areas of conspicuous colors are not something that ordinary women can control.
Weng Nanxi wore sunglasses that covered most of her face, and in the face of the curious gaze of the foreign people, she looked around at the surrounding buildings, and her gaze stayed for a moment on a signboard that read 1900.
Then choose a café and walk towards it with a relaxed gait.
This café is diagonally opposite the 1900 restaurant, and I found it on my mobile phone, and there is such a café with the lowest rating.
At this time, noon had passed, and it was already afternoon.
At this time, it was obviously too late for lunch, and it was too early for afternoon tea, and there was no one in the café.
There will only be two customers, Weng Nanxi and Weng Yao.
It's good, desertion is what she needs.
It was impossible for her to swagger into the restaurant to meet Han Jue.
As before, she didn't want others to publish her and Han Jue together.
So instead of going upstairs to find it, he directly ordered cakes and roses and sent them directly to the restaurant where Han Jue was.
The card on the rose said that she was waiting in a café opposite 1900 and asked Han Jue to come to her, she had something to say clearly, and if she didn't say it this time, she kept asking.
This kind of pestering method was what she hated to see the most in the past.
But this is the only way to meet Han Jue.
In the indifference of forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes, Weng Nanxi felt that he still had to meet Han Jue in person after all in order to calm his heart.
Weng Nanxi was in the café in a daze, holding a cup of hot coffee, waiting for Han Jue, the spoon that was mechanically stirred.
When I came back to my senses, I was a little amused that I felt nervous.
When we met in the past, the nervous side was always Han Jue.
At this moment, she had to admit in her heart that although she was full of confidence in front of Weng Yao, she was still unsure when the matter came.
Weng Yao, who was sitting in the open-air seat outside the café basking in the sun, felt through the window that his cousin's eyes at this time were a little special, empty, not very bright, and not flowing.
She couldn't figure out her cousin.
Weng Yao ate some vegetables in the morning, and at this time he was hungry again, so he ordered some pastries at the café, but after two bites, he didn't want to touch it again, so he took out his mobile phone and gave the café a low score.
Weng Yao sat outside and also had the task of keeping an eye on the wind.
After waiting for a while, in the door she stared at, the customers left one by one, but they didn't see Han Jue and Zhang Yiman, and even the Huaxia people didn't see one.
"It won't be a long time ago," Weng Yao muttered as he opened the forum of Han Jue's fans.
With information about the real-time dynamics of celebrities like this, sometimes fans are better informed than the paparazzi.
The paparazzi want to sell first-hand information to the newspaper, and then the media releases it, and there are middlemen who make the difference in this information, which naturally lags a little.
When Weng Yao entered the forum, he found that the forum was once again happy and lively.
Take a closer look, it turned out that the waiter fan who broke the news that Han Jue and Zhang Yiman were having lunch together in the morning was updating Han Jue's latest developments in the restaurant in real time in the American forum, whether it was accompanied by a candid picture.
Then Huaxia's fans waited for the translation.
At this time, the latest news was Zhang Yiman's desk, and Han Jue had a soft face, saying something to Zhang Yiman.
There are all kinds of fan comments below, all kinds of speculations, some people think that Teacher Zhang is crying, some say that Teacher Zhang is laughing, and some say that Teacher Zhang is sleepy and sleeping After Weng Yao found out that Han Jue was still in the restaurant, he happily participated in the gossip discussion.
I think the speculation that Han Jue and Teacher Zhang had an awkward quarrel is more reliable.
However, the next picture is a picture of Han Jue playing in front of the piano.
This simply detonated the enthusiasm of the fans.
Under everyone's urging to swipe the screen, a "raw meat" audio was finally put into the forum.
Weng Yao hurriedly clicked in, took out his headphones and listened carefully, and when he heard this, he was intoxicated.
Although the shooting of the video is shaky, it still does not damage Han Jue's radiant image, although the effect of voice pickup is not good, and it is occasionally accompanied by noise, but the viewers of the video are like the filmmakers of the video, covering their mouths as if their hearts are about to melt.
From time to time, there are women's obsessive exclamations outside the picture, still in English, but Weng Yao empathizes with those exclamations.
I saved and downloaded the video firmly.
"Listen to it again."
The corners of Weng Yao's eyes and mouth melted into the sunlight, and in the inferior sound, he imagined how good it would be if he heard such a song live.
The number of people online is not shown in the forum, but it must be an unimaginable number.
Because the post is updated at a rate of more than a dozen per second, just send one, refresh it, and your post has to be found on the second and third pages.
Most of the posts are nothing more than an expression of excitement.
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Anyone tell me what the name of this piece is I studied piano at the Conservatory of Music, and I have studied piano for fifteen years, and I dare not say that I have heard a lot of tunes, but I have never heard such a beautiful tune It doesn't matter whose tune it is, this melody is so good, I want to use it as a ringtone.
I listened to the song, but I couldn't find the original song.
If it weren't for Boss Han's bad playing, this would have been original Teacher Han is mighty It's good, it's good, it's good, but I feel like there's something in this song, hey, hey, hey Han Jue's unfamiliar song made them want to kneel, want to love, and think "no more".
Weng Yao was captured by the song when he listened to it for the first time, and now it has been circulating, and he can't get tired of listening to it.
She didn't know piano skills or anything like that, she just knew that she liked the piece and was moved by the emotions it contained.
The emotions contained in it Weng Yao sat up suddenly This piece has been confirmed to be not the work of the current pianist, that is, Han Jue's original.
Then the feelings contained in this song are Han Jue's feelings.
Weng Yao subconsciously looked at her cousin who was sitting indifferently, and for a moment felt that her cousin, who no man could refuse her as long as she wanted to, was very likely to not be able to do so today.
Just when Weng Yao was hesitating to show his cousin the things on the forum, Han Jue and Zhang Yiman over there finally appeared.
Han Jue and Zhang Yiman walked out of the stately decorated door side by side, followed by a woman who didn't know whether it was an assistant or an agent.
They took a few steps forward and didn't attract much attention.
Guy sunglasses are a very life-like thing in the United States, as long as the sunglasses are worn and the hat is blocked, the appearance will be blurred.
Only Weng Yao, who was waiting for these two people at all times, knew their true identities.
Han Jue put Zhang Yiman and the woman behind him into a taxi and waved goodbye.
Han Jue, who had sent Zhang Yiman away, raised his head and looked around, looking for something, and then Weng Yao saw Han Jue looking over.
Immediately afterwards, Han Jue took out his mobile phone and operated it for a while, then turned around and left.
Weng Yao was shocked.
But they can't keep people.
She walked into the café regretfully, sat down opposite Weng Nanxi, and talked about it: "Han Jue looked over here, and then walked away. ” "Does he have any roses or cards in his hand?"
Weng Yao recalled for a moment and said with difficulty: "No." ” Weng Nanxi nodded, still light: "Got it." ” "What should we do next?"
Weng Yao asked, "Do we still want to go to his hotel?"
"Look for him at his hotel."
Weng Nanxi interrupted.
Weng Yao felt that if she took out Han Jue's song, she might probably be able to dispel her cousin's thoughts.
"Sister, have you read the forum, above" Before Weng Yao finished speaking, the door of the café was pushed open, and the bell on the door rang, and the cold wind and the noise of the street were poured in. t21902181t21902181