When Ouyang Zhuobing asked this, Lin Shaoqiu remembered Zhou Shuyu's youthful and lovely appearance wearing a red scarf and a white shirt, nodded and smiled: "She is the most beautiful in my mind."

Ouyang Zhuobing nipped his lips and said, "Is it more beautiful than Xueyao?"

"Different," Lin Shaoqiu sighed, "If a woman has deep traces in a man's heart, then no matter what the woman will look like in the future, in that man's mind, that woman will always be the most beautiful."

Ouyang Zhuobing has no experience in love, so of course he doesn't know what true love is. He asked ignorantly: "Then Xueyao is your wife. Hasn't she left deep traces in your heart?"

Speaking of this, Liu Xueyao certainly didn’t, but Lin Shaoqiu and Liu Xueyao have always acted in front of Ouyang Zhuobing, which made Ouyang Zhuobing feel that they were in love, so they had to say: “What if you have the marks? The marks are different, so the feeling is different. Naturally, the degree of beauty will not be the same. Each has its own merits and cannot be compared.”

Lin Shaoqiu's words were said without a trace, which made Ouyang Zhuobing's head feel a dreamy ripples. I don't know when a man would tell her that she had left a deep trace in his mind, so she would always be the most beautiful in his mind.

Looking at Ouyang Zhuobing, the musical beauty, who looked thoughtful, Lin Shaoqiu smiled and said, "Is it because I told you that other women are the most beautiful in my mind? She is unhappy? Could it be that you are a spy for her and to trick me?"

"No, no," Ouyang Zhuobing certainly knew that Lin Shaoqiu said "she" refers to Liu Xueyao, and sighed faintly, "I thought of something myself, it's okay."

Lin Shaoqiu saw that Ouyang Zhuobing's expression seemed a little lonely, and thought that this girl was not easy. An international violin player, with such a high level of taste, must have a high vision. It is not easy to find someone he likes. Moreover, at the age of her spring love, she must be very annoyed when she is lonely and looking at others with both sides.

A lonely woman, after becoming successful, thinks of anything else besides a man. Although this is a bit ugly, it is a fact. Lin Shaoqiu thought secretly.

After Ouyang Zhuobing packed up his things, Lin Shaoqiu went back with her. When she walked out of the hotel, Ouyang Zhuobing suddenly asked, "By the way, do you have time tomorrow?"

"Time?" Lin Shaoqiu smiled and said, "I am so poor that I have only time left. Why? Where do you want to date me?"

Ouyang Zhuobing smiled and said, "Don't always like to tell jokes like this. If Xueyao hears misunderstandings, I can't even clear my mind even if I jump to the Yellow River. Am I teaching at Nanhai Art Academy now? My students are here to listen to my concert today, but after the end, they talked about the most, you."

"Uh...this..." Lin Shaoqiu said with shameless face, "The infinite charm that a person inadvertently exudes is always irresistible to others, and I am also very upset about it!"

Ouyang Zhuobing smiled and said, "My students are not impressed by your charm, but are impressed by your musical literacy. I appreciate your superb piano playing skills. I want to know you and get in close contact."

"Don't your students play the violin, and they also like the piano?" Lin Shaoqiu asked.

"Music has no boundaries, and the instruments are integrated with each other. What they appreciate is your understanding of music and music. The performance skills are actually just a way of operation. What can really touch people's hearts is also a player's understanding of music. You taught me these," Ouyang Zhuobing said seriously. "It just happened that my concert was successfully held. I promised to take the students out to play tomorrow. If you have time, go together."

"Dance or K-song? I'm not very interested in this kind of activity." Lin Shaoqiu lit a cigarette.

"No, I just go out for a walk in the countryside," Ouyang Zhuobing thought for a while, "just like students studying art go out to sketch and field, let them feel nature more and purify their flashy minds, which will help them improve their learning."

"Oh, it seems that you are a teacher, you are quite thoughtful." Lin Shaoqiu said with a smile.

Ouyang Zhuobing glanced at Lin Shaoqiu: "Did you agree to say so?"

"Agree, why don't you agree?" Lin Shaoqiu smiled and said, "Go to play, I like it the most. Anyway, you can follow our beloved teacher Ouyang to eat and drink, and whoever doesn't go is idiot."

When Ouyang Zhuobing saw Lin Shaoqiu agreeing, he was very happy and said softly: "Then get up early tomorrow and let us go out together. By the way, should Xueyao know?"

In fact, it is not a great thing to invite Lin Shaoqiu to play with his students. However, Ouyang Zhuobing didn't know why, but he always felt a little guilty. He thought Lin Shaoqiu would definitely tell Liu Xueyao to know so as not to have misunderstandings. Unexpectedly, he said no, and seeing him like that, he felt even more guilty than himself.

The next morning, Lin Shaoqiu and Ouyang Zhuobing went out to the suburbs in the first ray of dawn in the morning.

The clear and green birds were shocking, and the air was particularly fresh. When I arrived in Qingcheng Mountain in the suburbs, I hadn't seen Ouyang Zhuobing's students come yet. Lin Shaoqiu, who had a hungry mid-abdominal muscle, looked around, but he couldn't find a place to sell breakfast. He frowned and said, "I had known that I should have eaten something before I came..."

Before Lin Shaoqiu could finish his speech, Ouyang Zhuobing smiled and took out two exquisite plastic lunch boxes from her backpack. When she opened it, a fragrance came from her. Ouyang Zhuobing smiled and said, "One box is European pastries, and the other box is traditional Chinese palace pastries. What do you like to eat? They were all made by myself last night, so you can try it."

Just looking at the pastry, you know it must be delicious, but Lin Shaoqiu was a little suspicious of this musical beauty who would make pastries by herself, and smiled and said, "You really made it by yourself? I don't think it looks like you."

Ouyang Zhuobing frowned, thinking that Lin Shaoqiu felt that the pastry she made was not delicious, and said shyly: "You try it first before expressing your opinion."

It seems that she made it. Lin Shaoqiu picked up a piece of rock sugar snow clam cake and took a bite. He sighed: "It not only looks good, but also tastes very good. I didn't expect that in addition to playing the violin, you even make the pastries so delicious. You really can enter the hall, go to the kitchen, and serve..."

"What can I get there?" Ouyang Zhuobing asked curiously without hearing the third sentence.

"Uh... no, nothing, nothing." Lin Shaoqiu was really embarrassed to say the word "bed" in front of Ouyang Zhuobing.

Ouyang Zhuobing knew that this was the standard for many men to choose their girlfriends or wives, and smiled and said, "That's how Xueyao should be the case, you like her, right? But I haven't seen her in the kitchen since I was a child."

Lin Shaoqiu smiled and said nothing, grabbed the various pastries in the lunch box and swallowed them voraciously.

Nowadays, students really don’t have the concept of time. The teacher was the first to arrive. After waiting for nearly half an hour, the students made an appointment to come together in groups of three or three.

More than 20 college students in art colleges are just the rules. After all, they learn classical music and have good cultivation. Although Lin Shaoqiu has become a fan of everyone because of a piano concerto yesterday, he just signed an autograph and took a photo, and there is no such crazy as ordinary star-chasing people.

Everyone climbed up Qingcheng Mountain, and several girls were surrounded by Lin Shaoqiu. The piano prince screamed and Ouyang Zhuobing shook his head. Lin Shaoqiu was so excited that he could attract bees and butterflies everywhere. Fortunately, Xueyao could bear it. If he wanted to change himself, he would definitely be troubled by such a thing.

Several girls looked at Lin Shaoqiu with their eyes shining and said, "Piano Prince, I heard that you can play the piano at one year old, won the 10th level of piano at the age of two, and defeated Richard Clayderman at the age of three..."

Lin Shaoqiu really couldn't stand these girls being able to talk nonsense than him, and said laughing and crying: "The scandal is purely the scandal."

"Haha, the piano prince, you're just kidding you so seriously. You are really interesting."

"Piano princes and princes should be handsome and handsome. You dressed in a proper manner yesterday and were dressed casually today. Do you look down on us?"

"Piano Prince, how do you maintain your hands? Do you soak them in milk every day?"

Lin Shaoqiu smiled bitterly and shook his head. It was quite lively for these girls who studied classical music in the art academy to get together, but they were really not quite as handsome as musical beauties. They had the temperament of musical beauties, but they did not have the beauty that musical beauties should have.

Some other students who did not come to Ouyang Zhuobing's solo concert yesterday did not see Lin Shaoqiu performing his perfect piano performance skills with their own eyes. They all listened to other classmates. Now, looking at this decadent and old uncle, there is no feeling of a piano prince, I feel very curious, but more of them are disdain and jealous.

Seeing that Lin Shaoqiu was so popular with his students, even more enthusiastic than her, Ouyang Zhuobing smiled and said, "How do you feel when you have so many fans overnight?"

"Then I must form a Lin Shaoqiu Piano Prince fan club, and you will be the president to facilitate the management of my fans." Lin Shaoqiu joked.

Ouyang Zhuobing smiled and said, "Do you still need to form a fan club? As long as you raise your arms, there are more people doing these things for you. People nowadays are bored and boring, and they love to do these things."
Chapter completed!