But when she approached the expensive harp, Anyan regretted making a bet with hejunshen!

    The price of this harp is really high, but the string is broken a lot, and it seems to have been cut directly by something

    Anyan''s face turned a little white. She calmed down and counted. Forty seven strings were broken.

    She has played a 28 string harp, but now she has only seven strings. How can she play it? It''s not firing at all! No wonder he Yun was full of confidence just now!

    "What? No more Heyun raised his eyebrows, looked at her worried and even depressed, and let out a light sigh.

    "You knew the harp string was broken, didn''t you?"

    "This is my home."

    "Yes, this is your home." She should have known how smart this man is!

    How can she win if we have a deep discussion with him?

    "I''m willing to accept defeat."

    Anyan is dejected, she lost, and lost thoroughly.

    From the beginning, he Junshen won.

    Looking at an Yan''s dejected appearance, He Jun looks at Wu Yang standing on one side. Wu Yang walks quickly to he Junshen.

    He Junshen orders Wu Yang a few words. Wu Yang looks at him in shock.

    Wu Yang asked softly, "Mr. He, aren''t you helping her?" It''s all won.

    "Go

    Wu Yang nodded and had to walk to an Yan.

    "Miss mu, don''t be so decadent. You didn''t say that seven strings can''t play the piano!"

    An Yan is a Leng and looks at Wu Yang like Mao Sai.

    Yes! It''s not said that seven strings can''t play! He Junshen has no repertoire. She can improvise and play with seven strings!

    "Wu Yang, you are my Savior!" Anyan immediately expressed her gratitude to Wu Yang, and then she was about to hold Wu Yang''s hand and hop.

    Wu Yang quickly shook his head desperately, because he had felt the chill on his back, and there was a line of sight staring at him behind him.

    The owner of that sight is he Junshen.

    How can Wu Yang not be afraid? He''s scared to death!

    He quickly and obediently retreated to one side.

    Anyan looks at he Junshen, and then sits on a transparent chair with cushions. She steps on the pedal of the harp, and uses the seven strings to improvise.

    Even if there are only seven strings, Anyan can improvise a simple song

    Melodious melody sounds

    Aunt Xu and Wu Yang, standing on one side, were stunned.

    He Junshen''s face didn''t change, but the sight fell on an Yan from the beginning to the end.

    When the last sound suddenly turns down, an Yan moves his eyes to he Junshen, "he Shao, I''ve finished playing. Now he Shao can''t be angry? He Shao only asked me to play a piece of music. He didn''t say that this piece of music was created by me! "

    "What was the name of that song just now?" He asked.

    Anyan is stunned. The name of the song she improvised is obviously not available.

    Fortunately, an Yan''s quick reaction, temporarily took a name, "devil." Playing music to demons, of course, also calls them demons, so... What''s not devil?

    Heyun looks at Anyan with a deep and expressionless face. How can he not know the meaning of Anyan''s name?

    "Devil." He Yun''s eyes were so deep that no one could guess what he would say or do next second.

    Anyan can only harden her head and nod her head. She thinks the situation is not good, but the words have already been said, and there is no possibility of taking them back.