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This small space was silent except for the young piano sound, and even a few people, including Yin Yin, held their breaths.

Until the end of the song, the crowd still did not slow down.

In the end, Yuan Xun took the lead to slow down. He looked at the little boy next to him, his eyes full of light, as if he had suddenly seen Baoyu, and he couldn't move his eyes away.

He raised his head and asked, "This lady, your child should have never touched the piano before, right?" Although he asked, he already had the answer in his heart.

Yin Yin regained his senses, and his excitement calmed down, but he was still a little dizzy: "Yes, he has never been in contact with him."

Yuan Xun's excitement is visible to the naked eye: "He is a genius at learning the piano. He is only three years old. He only watched it once, listened to the class once, wrote it down, and played it once. He is very talented in music. "

Yuan Xun himself is a lover of music, this will see how a little genius can not be excited.

"Can he stay and teach? I will teach him personally without charging tuition." Yuan Xun teaches children here, and he charges tuition fees, and because of his fame, the tuition fees are very high, but now, even if it is free , he wanted to keep the child.

The staff of the art center on the side were stunned. Others did not know the identity of Teacher Yuan, but they knew that when Teacher Yuan came here to teach, it was because of being friends with their boss, and the boss also offered high Amount of substitute fee.

In the Art Center, Teacher Yuan has always been a special existence compared to other teachers.

Yin Yin naturally wanted Gu Jiamu to stay.

She didn't want him to be like other children, he had to learn some art, she just wanted to carry forward his strengths, she just thought that his world would no longer be lonely and he would no longer be alone.

If their family can't get in, let the music accompany him.

Yin Yin also likes music, she knows the healing power contained in music.

Yin Yin squatted down, took Gu Jiamu's hand with both hands, tried to calm herself down, and asked, "Mumu, do you want to play the piano?"

Saying that, Yin Yin pressed the piano keys a few times and made a melodious sound.

Gu Jiamu just looked at her, her little lips pursed tightly.

"Do you want to play the piano?" Yin Yin asked again.

Just when Yin Yin thought that Gu Jiamu wouldn't answer, the little guy's full red lips moved and spit out a word: "Yes."

Probably because he hadn't spoken for a long time, the soft and waxy voice was a little hoarse.

Yin Yin froze in place, staring at Gu Jiamu, did she hear it wrong, or Mumu really spoke.

For some reason, Yin Yin's fingers trembled uncontrollably, and her heart was beating violently.

When Gu Jiamu stretched out his hand and pulled her finger with his fingertips, her breathing became lighter.

This time, she really heard clearly.

Gu Jiamu said, "Mom, piano, yes."

Several words were not connected, and they were spoken intermittently.

When Yin Yin heard the soft mother's voice, her eyes were red, and her tears could not be controlled. She trembled with her fingers to hug the little guy fiercely, but she was afraid that he would be scared by herself.

Gu Jiamu stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the tears from Yin Yin's face with his fingers. His movements were light and clumsy.