An Jiu: What are you looking at?
Jiang Yan: Looking at you, what's it to you!
An Jiu: qnmd! gnmd! cnmd!
Jiang Yan: Your expression seems a bit off, are you cursing me?
The exchange of glances was interrupted the moment Zhang Fan stood up.
"Brother Xiaofan, have you finished looking at the sheet music?" Jiang Yan swayed gracefully over to Zhang Fan.
Full of charm!
Xi Yang: Bitch!
An Jiu: Bitch +1!
Zhang Fan: ???
Damn, is this chick on drugs? Why's her face red? What's she shy about?
I've got my pants on!
Then, Zhang Fan walked over to the piano.
How much time could twenty songs' lyrics and sheet music take?
However, he pondered He Shanyuan's plan!
Twenty songs, twenty different styles!
For Zhang Fan, it was naturally no challenge.
So, he directly modified He Shanyuan's plan and had his own ideas.
What he needed to do now was to give it a try!
Soon, music filled the room.
"Wow, Brother Xiaofan is amazing!" Jiang Yan clapped her hands, looking smitten.
