Sheng Son Jin is more depressed, take away his mobile phone, "have nothing to do with you, you are good at learning."
Being interrupted like this, Sheng Zixin is a pit mate. He sighs and doesn't intend to rob him. He throws the exquisite box around with him.
"Then you don't tell brother Lu Xi that he always cares about Sufeng."
Sheng Zijin pursed his hair to the back of his ear and looked out of the window. His eyes were distant: "he stood in the wrong team. How can I tell him again?"
Sheng Zixin turned his lips.
"Elder sister, you take the victory or defeat, the family honor all too important. In fact, if you have a better attitude, you will find that this trip to wuheng is still very interesting. At least, it's not a loss to know someone like Lu Mian! It's a pity that I offended her in the beginning. She didn't kill me very much, otherwise I really wanted to make friends with her
It's because they started with the wrong strategy.
It is only by bossing and suppressing others that they are so ferocious. At the end of the day, they fled in dismay.
"Make friends with Lu Mian?" Sheng Zijin turned around and looked at his brother inconceivably, "are you brainwashed by her? How can you be friends with that kind of person?"
"What's wrong with her? She's fine! Decathlon
"Sheng Zixin, you should know your identity first. People like her, who have no family support and no family status, will never be our friends. " She was still aloof.
In her words, even if grassroots know more big men, they will always be grass-roots, and can not be compared with aristocrats.
Sheng Zixin didn't know where to refute. He held the small gift box in his hand and stopped.
"You wait. Sooner or later she will regret her choice." Sheng Son Jin knead eyebrow heart, "she missed the most recent opportunity in life from a powerful family."
“……”
Sheng Zixin did not want to listen to her hierarchy theory, simply ignored her, slowly opened Kunpeng middle school's return.
"Is it a CD?" He seemed to think of something.
Sheng Zijin's face was even worse, "hum, you really don't give the times a little face. What kind of specialty is this? "
Sheng Zixin took the CD and said with a smile, "elder sister, there is something I haven't told you..."
"Say it."
"In fact, this is really a specialty of Kunpeng middle school." Sheng Zixin shook his face with a mysterious face.
"What do you mean?"
"Look, there is Cang Xue's signature on it." Sheng Zixin laughed, "you don't know, cangxue is Lumian, Lumian is really cangxue. The night I went to the party with Gu Jingyi, we verified it. "
“……” Sheng Zijin's face is worse, do not believe: "how possible?"
"But that's the truth. She took out cangxue's microblog directly and showed us the backstage... "
“……”
Sheng Zijin stares at the CD in Sheng Zixin's hand, and is stupid.
After seeing Sheng Zijin away, president Zhang went to the art building.
Song Lin, a piano teacher, was found in the art building.
"Miss Song, did you find out what you were asked to check that day?" He refers to the day when he brought Chu Kong to the art building and heard someone playing piano music and asked Song Lin to help find someone.
"Headmaster, check it out." Song Lin said with a smile, "it was unfortunate that day. The electric switch was pulled in the decoration of the art building, and no monitoring was found. But according to your description, Shao Yunxuan, an art student in senior three, can play such a beautiful tune. It just happened that she came back from training abroad recently, and she will take the art examination in the next year. "
"Shao Yunxuan?" Zhang didn't remember the name, but he asked carefully: "are you sure? Did you ask her if she was in the art building that day
"Yes, it was about that time. She said that she came to the piano room to get a water cup. She probably played it at that time. Otherwise, who else? There are no more students in our school who can play the piano so well. "
If there were, I would have participated in all kinds of art performances in the school.
Headmaster Zhang nodded, "well, you take this Shao..."
"Shao Yunxuan."
"Yes, give me the information about Shao Yunxuan so that I can send it to Mr. chukong."
"Good."
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the piano playing room of Wucheng theatre.
Chukuo all the way to find this side, holding a mobile phone cheerfully called Chu Kong.
"Brother, the video is coming, it's coming! Take a quick look He himself did not care to see, first brought to Chu Kong.
Facing Chu Kuo's enthusiasm, chukong appears very calm.
At this time, he was sitting in front of the expensive high-grade piano, his eyes were slightly closed, touching the keys, his fingers were still shaking, and the tune he played was also intermittent.
He seems to have not heard Chu Kuo's words, immersed in his own world.Don't open your eyes.
He didn't know when his brother would last.
Brother this person is very stubborn, after knowing that he has this disease, not only does not cooperate with the treatment, but also plays more desperately. It's like playing the piano all my life in this period of time.
How much he loves the piano, he knows.
Fate is changeable, in his prime age, suffering from ALS, no one can accept.
Therefore, he has been trying his best to help him find an heir.
He hoped that his brother, even if he could not continue to perform on the stage, could sit down on the stage and look at the selected successor with satisfaction and inherit his spirit.
Chu Kong has been ignoring Chu Kuo, immersed in his own world, can not pull out.
It was a long time before he came to his senses, "wonderful! Wonderful
"What's the matter, brother?"
Chu Kong's eyes with a trace of brilliance.
"I heard a wonderful piece of music the other day and I'm recovering. But I only listened to it once. It's hard to write down all the music scores. What's more, some places are handled very skillfully. Without music score, it's difficult for others to play! "
It's rare for Chu Kuo to praise a person so much.
In his brother's eyes, the ultimate art is pure, without any impurities. In addition to superb fingering, he should have a heart beyond the ordinary world.
Because of this, my brother has not found a satisfactory successor.
Otherwise, with his reputation, if you go to the musicians' Association and look for someone, there will be a large number of piano masters queuing up to call him a teacher.
Chukuo slowly put away his mobile phone, curious: "brother, who played this music?"
"It's what I heard in Kunpeng school. I went to have a try, but I didn't expect to meet a bosom friend! If I don't have this disease, I will definitely take this child under my own door! "
“……” Chukuo stopped, interrupted him and said, "actually, I have a good candidate here. Do you want to see the video she sent?"
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