Chapter: 252

The eyes seem to say that if he doesn't agree, then Zi Yan will continue to fight here.

However, there was also a sense of grievance and depression in her eyes. In this restaurant, even hanging a photo has to be fought like this. How can she look like a hostess!

Looks like...she's not the hostess yet.

Zhang Han glanced at Zi Yan, lost the battle, and said: "All right, all right, let's put your photo, but there are six photo frames here, don't you need to put all the photos? Just give you a photo frame."

"One?" Zi Yan's eyes gradually widened, she snorted softly, and said, "How about one? At least four..."

"Is four too many? What are you doing with so many photos?" Zhang Han replied.

"What? You dislike me? Am I not beautiful? What's wrong with taking some photos of me?" Zi Yan looked at Zhang Han angrily.

"no......"

Zhang Han felt his head was getting bigger.

Chatting with Zi Yan was like bargaining with a big saw. In the end, the two decided to put Zi Yan's photo in two photo frames.

"Hmph, I'll send you a photo now, you can find someone to develop it, one on the left and one on the right, you know."

In the end, Zi Yan let out a triumphant smile, took out her mobile phone, picked two beautiful selfies, and sent them to Zhang Han's WeChat.

Zhang Han glanced at it roughly, then sent it to the staff of the photo studio, with a red envelope of 500 yuan, asking him to send the photo over the next day.

Only after finishing this matter, Zi Yan was satisfied, walked a few steps, and walked to the piano.

"How did you buy the Steinway piano as a decoration?" Zi Yan stretched out her white and tender fingers and stroked the piano lightly.

"Who said this is a decoration?" Zhang Han smiled helplessly. Why does it seem that in Zi Yan's eyes, he is useless?

"What? Judging from your tone, you can play the piano?" Zi Yan's beautiful eyes glanced at Zhang Han and said.

"I don't know why I bought it." Zhang Han shook his head slightly, and said, "I passed the tenth level of piano when I was eleven years old, and I didn't play it very much after that."

"Really?" Zi Yan said rather strangely.

There are grades 1 to 10 for pianos. This is just an amateur classification. It is not difficult to reach grade 10, but if you want to go up, you need a professional graduate student from a music school.

But even if he is an amateur, relatively speaking, the tenth level is considered very good, and Zi Yan thinks that Zhang Han can play the piano and likes music, so he should have some common topics with himself.

Besides, a man who can play the piano is pretty cool.

"Why am I lying to you?" Zhang Han had a speechless expression.

Why since communicating with Zi Yan, this girl always doesn't believe in herself.

"Then, play the piano for me tomorrow." Zi Yan said a little shyly.

"OK."

Zhang Han responded casually, feeling that the time was almost up, so Zhang Han looked at the obsidian spar again.

After seeing his gaze, Zi Yan felt her body stiffen immediately, twisted her slender waist, and spat lightly: "What are you looking at?"

Although the words said so, Zi Yan really felt a little proud in her heart. Isn't the purpose of dressing up like this just to see Zhang Han's appearance like a pig brother!

"Ahem." Zhang Han coughed lightly and said, "Your necklace is pretty."