Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Amidst the shouting, Xiang Yan paused, and finally stood up slowly again.

He took a few steps forward, but he seemed too excited, and his steps staggered.

Seeing this, Xiang Xing and Jiang Yecheng hurried forward, supported him from left to right, and stepped onto the stage.

"Elder Xiang, long time no see!"

Ouyang Yong stepped forward to greet him and shook hands with him cordially, "Happy birthday to you, Shoubi Nanshan!"

"I really didn't expect that Curator Ouyang, you would bring this pair of Chunjiang Huayueye and give me such a big surprise for this bad old man."

The old man also hooked his lips and smiled with emotion.

But when Ouyang Yong heard the words, he seemed to wave his hand at him.

"In fact, almost all of this is due to Miss Xiang Xing... She and Mr. Jiang made a special trip to our superior department and lobbied for a whole day before obtaining the superior's approval."

Ouyang Yong said, turning to Xiang Xing next to him with a light smile.

With admiration in her eyes, "Miss Xiang has such a demeanor at a young age, and I'm afraid she has a bright future in the future."

"...Where, Curator Ouyang, you are overrated."

The little guy quickly waved his hand.

Soft eyes quickly glanced at Jiang Yecheng beside him.

She was just watching the glorious journey of the original grandfather and the deceased grandmother when they were young, and discovered the story of this spring river and moonlit night.

Originally, she was thinking that she would simply find a similar peripheral or something as a birthday present for her grandfather. She also planned to go to the Imperial Capital Museum for authorization to make this painting a holographic projection.

However, after Xiang Xing told Jiang Yecheng about this little abacus.

That night, she received an invitation letter from the Imperial Museum!

Moreover, it was sent by the curator Ouyang himself...

So, there is this scene today.

Thinking of this, the little guy subconsciously wanted to go on to say that it was actually all his credit.

But the next second, she received a man's gaze warning.

The girl paused, she could only pursed her pink lips and accepted the praise from Curator Ouyang.

"...Then Mr. Xiang, please come to the next piece before the famous painting that has been handed down through the ages. Let's talk about the artistic conception of this spring river, flowers and moon night."

Ouyang Yong kindly invited Mr. Xiang, and the two walked to the exhibition stand together.

However, before Mr. Xiang opened his mouth, a beautiful and euphemistic piano sound suddenly sounded in the entire banquet hall.

Hearing the song, he was suddenly startled, his eyes widened in surprise, and he looked around.

Soon, he saw the other side of the stage, and at some point, there was an extra pure white piano.

And his precious granddaughter was sitting in front of the piano with Jiang Yecheng, playing with four hands.

This ethereal and euphemistic song was played by the two of them.

And he heard this song instantly.

"Spring River Flower Moon Night".

It's him, and his strings, a favorite song.

And listening to this familiar tune, the old man's heart twitched, and he suddenly recalled the scenes of the past.

Looking at Qiu Xian's charming face in his memories, Xiang Yan felt a sudden soreness on the tip of his nose.

Taking advantage of Ouyang Yong's explanation, he quietly turned his face and wiped his eyes.

Naturally, this scene was clearly seen by the people in the audience who were paying close attention to him.

Can not help but feel emotional.

It seems that the best gift for the old man this year will be nothing else.