Zhang Wanlin wrote seriously and attentively, but despite this, he still had to restrain himself from focusing on the door.

It's better not to let anyone find yourself out now.

The back of the score is more difficult than I thought, and it naturally takes a certain amount of time to write it than before.

Previously, I planned to solve the problem in 10 minutes, but it hasn't been solved in 20 minutes.

I don’t know how I would feel if I was being cleaned up and found myself staying here again.

But now the more I want to speed up, the more I feel uneasy.

The music itself must not be impetuous.

Just as he wrote in such detail, Aiyin was walking here with Zhang Yue.

It happened to be cleaned.

Procter & Gamble was inexplicably guilty and wanted to go directly to get confused, but the sound of love stopped suddenly and hugged his arms arrogantly and said: "By the way, Auntie wants to ask you something."

"Miss Aiyin, you say."

"Why didn't I see my assistant, Zhang Wanlin?"

"Oh, he."

Procter & Gamble didn't know what to answer, did he mean he is in your tight piano room now, or did he find another excuse?

The former must be related to oneself, it is better to find an excuse to get out of oneself.

After hesitating, he cleaned and said: "I have arranged for him to do something, isn't this also looking for him.

I don't know where it is. "

At the end of the talk, it was already a complaint.

"Miss Aiyin, I don't think this assistant is good at all.

I asked him to work, and he never did a good job.

You see, there are no figures now. "

This complaint is not without reason, at least when it is discovered that there is something wrong with what he has done, the relationship with himself will generally decrease a lot.

"I know.

If you find him, call him over and I have something to ask him. "

Love Yindao.

"Ok.

If I find him, I will definitely call him over as soon as possible.

I don't know where Miss Aiyin is going?

I'll let him come to find you later. "

"Go to the piano room."

Love Yindao.

I came here early this morning not for anything else, but to study the score.

When I thought about it last night, the more I thought about it, the more subtle it became.

I just feel that this composer is really very talented.

When I listened to the cleaning, I couldn't help but squat. Isn't this Zhang Wanlin still inside?

If I don't just happen to run into it... it's over.

No one can save him now.

"Then I will find him first."

She said this very unnaturally.

Zhang Yue said by the side: "I feel like she has something on her mind."

The reason why the assistant kept Zhang Wanlin in the piano room without reminding her was because she wanted to find Ai Yin to draw her over and let her see with her own eyes how courageous this newly recruited assistant is! This new assistant was not treated by the voice of love before. Isn't it even more so when you see him like this?

Thinking this way, he took out his cell phone and called Aiyin.

Generally, Aiyin will not come to the company at this time, usually in the afternoon.

Just pressing the phone to dial, I saw two slender figures walking in front of me.

One is sexy, tall and charming; the other is frosty, with cold eyes.

Isn’t it just Ai Yin and her personal bodyguard Zhang Yue?

Why did it come this early?

But it just happened to give him a golden opportunity.

"Miss Aiyin."

The assistant walked over to say hello.

"Have you seen Zhang Wanlin?"

The assistant was surprised, why did he mention Zhang Wanlin when he came up?

It just happens to be able to push the boat along the way.

"I have seen it.

I happen to be here to inform you of this. "

"Oh, what's the matter?"

"It's Zhang Wanlin! This person is too unruly! Guess where he is now?

Right in your piano room! "

The assistant said: "It's useless no matter how I persuade him.

I also said that you have the ability to tell Aiyin and the like. "

"All in all, it's extremely arrogant!"

Aiyin looked at the assistant's eyes: "He really said that?"

These eyes seemed to be able to reveal any of his lies, the assistant couldn't help but hesitate, but they were already at this level, are you afraid of making a mistake?

"Yes, that's what it said.

There are even more exaggerated words, which are hard to hear, so I won't say them here. "

"Well, I see, then you go to work first.

Leave it to me here. "

Aiyin was not as angry as the assistant expected, not even at all angry.

What's this?

Normally, if you know about this, you will definitely get angry and rush over in anger... Isn't this evening forest that has a bad relationship with Ai Yin as you imagined?

He left as he thought.

But when he reached a corner, he stopped again.

He decided to see how it turned out.

Zhang Yue asked: "Do you believe what the assistant just said?"

Aiyin said: "I don't believe it.

Although he is indeed so arrogant that I can't bear it, but that kind of arrogance is similar to a noble gentleman, not as vulgar as he said..." "But in a few days, you seem to know him well. "

"How do you say it, through music."

For Aiyin, to understand a person, you only need to walk into his music.

The two came to the door of the piano room.

Zhang Yue stopped as usual, guarding the door.

Ai Yin went in alone.

In the empty room, sunlight casts down the windows, dispelling the dimness, as if the spotlight of the stage was cast on the piano, and cast on the focused protagonist.

The sun made every detail of him appear perfectly.

Fair skin, handsome face, unruly expression... he was so focused.

There seemed to be silent music lingering around, making him more elegant and noble.

Zhang Wanlin hummed the music in his heart, while changing.

Later, it is often the easiest time, but it is more difficult, and it is almost difficult to write.

Generally speaking, playing the piano in this way is better and more intuitive.

But now, in order to cover people's eyes, at least can't make any sound.

He was so focused that he didn't find a shadow coming quietly, silently.

Aiyin walked behind Zhang Wanlin with his hands behind his back, and then looked at his concentrated back.

If Aiyin still questioned whether this talented talent who had not graduated from university could write such music, then he believed it very much now.

After all, the facts are here.

So.

He was sitting in front of the piano stand and writing, and she was standing behind watching.

The huge room outlines a different color tone than before, and it is beautifully coordinated.

Time flows slowly...Zhang Wanlin looked at the time, and half an hour passed...never write it down like this, although there is still a little left to complete.

He put down the score and picked up the tools such as the broom, just in time to see this pretty figure looking at him.

The moment his eyes contacted, Zhang Wanlin's broom fell.

Even at this time, he still did not forget to joke: "I think you are so smart, you should believe that I came in to clean?"

Ai Yin hugs his arms: "Of course I believe.

I've watched it for so long, how can I not believe it?

right? "