Chapter 69

The mood in Jiang Xi's eyes gradually darkened.

She submitted several articles to ningche. After being called back, Mingche sent an email to ask her.

She is not the end of Jiangnan.

Jiang Xixi was afraid of being doubted by Mingche and never dared to contribute to Mingche again.

Thinking of this, she subconsciously looked in the direction of Jiang Sui.

Jiang Sui is lowering his head, as if writing a score.

Jiang Xi's hands clenched into fists. If this time, Jiang Sui handed in the music score and was selected by Mingche

no

She must not allow this to happen!

When the bell rang after class, Jiang Sui tore off the A4 paper with the score and twisted it into a ball in his hand.

Shen Jiashu, sitting next to her, hasn't reacted yet.

Jiang Sui threw the paper ball behind him. The paper ball fell into the dustbin at the back of the classroom.

Lord Liszt raised his head and looked in the direction of the paper ball.

He put the tip of his tongue against the inner wall of his mouth. The little blind man really has two brushes!

"Sui Sui, how did you throw away the written score?" Shen Jiashu asked her.

"That score is written casually. There are too many defects."

"What do you give Professor Guo?"

Speaking of this, Shen Jiashu took out the folder from his backpack. He took out an A4 paper from the folder.

"You write your name on my score and take it to the professor to hand in your homework."

Jiang Sui's bright eyes overflowed with a smile, "our two handwriting are different. It's okay. I'll just hand in a piece of white paper."

Shen Jiashu worried that Professor Guo would not let Jiang end class at the age of five.

The professor of composition class sat on the podium, received a student's composition homework, and then let a student leave.

Jiang Sui went up with a piece of white paper. The professor was stunned and looked up at her empty eyes.

He reluctantly shook his head and took away the white paper in Jiang Sui's hand, "class is over."

Seeing Jiang Sui out of the classroom, Shen Jiashu breathed a sigh of relief.

The professor doesn't expect a blind man to write music scores at all.

Jiang Xixi was the last to leave,

She polished her own music score to the professor. She didn't want Ning Che to question her strength again after seeing her music score.

She doesn't want to lose to Jiang Sui in composition!

Professor Guo asked Jiang Xixi a few words. Jiang Xixi threw the invalid draft paper into the trash can.

Suddenly, her eyes fell on a piece of paper in the trash can. The words on the paper were beautifully written.

There is also a small part of the score on it.

Jiang Xixi glanced behind him. Professor Guo had left and there was no one in the classroom.

She bent down, picked up the piece of paper, spread it out, and her eyes stopped on the score!

She flattened the paper, folded it up and put it in her backpack

*

After school in the evening, the roar of the engine sounded behind Jiang Sui.

Lord lisser's heavy locomotive came up from behind. He pushed away the windscreen on his helmet and showed his deep and narrow eyebrows.

"Today, why don't you ride your little electric motorcycle?"

The blind man riding an electric motorcycle had long been noticed by Lord Lisch.

Jiang Sui walked forward with light steps.

"Because today, a car came to pick me up."

"Huh?"

When Lord Liszt was wondering, the sound of vehicles whistle came not far away.

At the school gate, there is an old car parked

The paint on this old car has fallen off, and the rearview mirror on one side is still crooked. Looking from a distance, it looks like a car that will be scrapped at any time.

"Goodbye, Mr. Li ~"

Jiang Sui ran in the direction of the old car. She opened the door and got into the old car.

There were other students around. They shouted when they saw the old car.

"Wow! It's too poor!"