Yan Siyuan had been studying the piano for quite some time now.
In the piano class, there were many girls learning the piano, but very few boys.
In those days, the number of boys who were interested in learning to play the piano was really small.
Therefore, as one of the few boys in the class, Yan Siyuan, with his outstanding appearance and distinct temperament, had always been the focal point of the class.
At this moment, Yan Siyuan was surrounded by a group of students, with the teacher standing by his side; over a dozen pairs of eyes were watching him, watching his fingers deftly move over the piano keys, watching his serious and infinitely charming profile.
Ya Xiaoxiao was one of those students.
When Yan Siyuan was focused on playing the piano, Ya Xiaoxiao's infatuated gaze was also intensely fixed on him...
