Chapter 490: It Won't Hit Your Head

"I came with my second brother." Mu Youyu turned slightly, raised her hand and pointed not far away, where Mu Xi was chatting with others.

Tan Yuzhou followed the direction she pointed, his eyebrows slightly raised, "Xi brother actually arrived this fast? Then I'll go find him first, Ah You, have fun."

Mu Youyu nodded, "Tan brother, go get busy."

Tan Yuzhou immediately turned his head, his gaze falling on Feng Cen behind him, and softly said, "Cen Cen, I'm leaving first, I'll keep you company later."

Feng Cen didn't mind, "Go, go, get busy, no need to worry about me."

Watching him walk away, Feng Cen couldn't help but return to his original spot and sigh, "Tsk tsk tsk, a few months ago I still thought he was a bookish idiot, never imagined playing the piano would make him seem like a completely different person."

"At the last school festival, he rearranged a rock band's song, using the piano to produce the effect of an electric guitar, really super cool! Then I realized I had become his friend……"

Mu Youyu followed her words, casually praised a few sentences, then asked, "How did you guys become friends?"

"I don't know either, maybe we added each other before the friend list expansion."

"Cen Cen still goes to friend list expansion?"

With no further words, Feng Cen pulled her toward the front row seats, stopping beneath a huge crystal chandelier.

Feng Cen lifted his head and suddenly blurted, "This lamp is really big, really bright, if it falls……"

Here it goes again, who taught her this line? Mu Youyu still doesn't know to this day.

It makes Feng Cen feel that the crystal lamp will fall whenever he sees it.

Mu Youyu interrupted her: "It won't hit your head."

"……"

Not long after, the lights in the Music Hall gradually dimmed, leaving only that halo of light on the stage.

Mu Youyu was seated in the exact center of the first row—no need to think, it was clearly Mu Xi who had greeted her in advance.

Feng Cen sat tightly to her left, the seat to her right was empty, with a gray coat draped over it.

To the side, with one seat between them, Tan Jingyan saw the arrival, his eyes flickering, "Ah You, you came too? Want to go on stage? I'll add a spot for you behind……"

Let others envy, and incidentally piss off Lin Tingsong hahaha!

Mu Youyu politely declined: "Forget it, Teacher Tan, I'm just here to see my second brother."

After speaking, she placed one hand on Mu Xi's seat beside her, stopping Tan Jingyan's motion to sit over.

Tan Jingyan embarrassingly withdrew his buttocks: "Damn, I'm late, can't piss off Lin Tingsong now."

Feng Cen gazed at the man before him, usually solemn in expression, and silently averted his eyes.

Can't bear to look, can't bear to look.

The host walked onto the stage, gave a brief introduction, then announced the first program.

Mu Youyu heard Mu Xi's name and instinctively sat up straight.

Seeing her close friends sit up straight, Feng Cen also put away his earlier nonchalant demeanor and straightened his posture.

Mu Xi walked out from the side of the stage, wearing a silver-gray formal outfit, blue-white hair, an elegant demeanor, the whole person seeming to have stepped out of a classical oil painting.

Someone in the audience lowered their voice and softly exclaimed.

"This must be Mu Xi, right? First time seeing him in person! It wasn't a wasted trip—didn't he previously perform at Chu Chu's concert?"

"Yeah, at first I didn't know what their relationship was, only later did I learn they're cousins."

"Their four-hand duet I've watched several times, especially those two authoritative faces!"

"Xi rarely dresses like this, it's practically cheating!"

"Isn't it said they dote on Miss Mu? Then are their pianos whatever given for free to Miss Mu as lullabies?"

"Using the piano as a lullaby? Not afraid of disturbing Miss Mu."

"……"

Mu Youyu curled the corners of her lips, her gaze following her brother's silhouette.

Mu Xi walked straight to the piano and sat down; the host had already helped with the introduction, so he made no extra movements.

Raising his hand, his long fingertips lightly fell on the black-and-white keys; in that instant, the vast music hall fell silent.

Tan Jingyan: "Really not giving him face."

As the piano notes fell, Tan Yuzhou, who was near the stage, instantly felt pressure.