The more she played, the more she entered the state. It ended with three overtones, like a dragonfly dripping water. The lingering sound lingered, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.
She didn't like playing with these elegant things.
Qiao Xiyin clearly remembered that her lifelong dream was to ascend as soon as possible, grind all those who bullied her into the dust, and then do whatever she wanted and enjoy what she wanted. In the words of this world, she was to be a quiet salted fish.
But her muscle memory told her that not only did she know these instruments that she scorned, but she also remembered that when she played this piece, someone stood beside her and tapped her fingers with a folding fan every time she played a note.
"wrong."
"wrong."
"I spent so long revising the music and traveling around the world to find inspiration. Why did you turn it into a war song and go on a killing spree?"
At that time, she acted coquettishly with tears in her eyes, "We all come from the same race, but you wear the light and wind and moonlight every day, just like those immortals. Do you think every magic cultivator is the same as you? You are hypocritical?"
Then he shook his head helplessly, "That's all, I don't expect you to understand these tastes."
Now, she understands.
She could play those feelings.
But what about that person
Amid everyone's shouts of "One more song," Qiao Xiyin lowered her eyebrows and took off her fake armor expressionlessly. The water in her eyes moved slightly, and she was about to cry. She seemed to be in a bad mood.
Seeing that she was not in good condition, everyone stopped asking questions and let her walk down. However, two people who had learned guzheng boldly asked, "Xiao Qiao, what you just played was "High Mountains and Flowing Waters." It's different from the score I remember, but it sounds very good. Do you have the score?"
Qiao Xiyin's smile was a little embarrassed, "I don't remember the score either. I improvised just now and mixed in some of the three versions of the music. I'm sorry if I can't write it now."
A few people could only praise his talent.
Qiao Xinyi's face turned green, her features were almost twisted together, and she held her phone tightly.
Chang Shilin was too embarrassed to talk to Qiao Xiyin again.
She walked down alone, passed through the crowd, and sat next to He Yunchao.
Next came the desserts and fruits after the meal. The waiter also served cocktails, which were bright and colorful. Qiao Xiyin was about to try it, but He Yunchao stopped her and said, "Underage."
The little girl looked over with watery eyes, but his expression did not change and he refused again, "No."
It's always the same thing.
Qiao Xiyin's flat mouth didn't argue with him. It's only half a year away. Rounding it all off, it's all two. What's the point of worrying about being an adult or not
But due to the strong luck she felt sitting with him, Qiao Xiyin stopped talking.
After all, she had quietly taken away so much of his luck. She was short-handed, so just listen to him.
Unexpectedly, he watched her eat for a while and suddenly asked, "Sister Xiao Qiao."
"ah."
The girl's answer was weak.
It seems like he doesn't even bother to pretend.
"You're not in a good mood"
Qiao Xiyin took a small spoonful of the mousse cake and didn't deny it, "Yeah."
I remembered some inexplicable memories, I couldn't connect them, my mind suddenly became fragmented, and I wanted to drink some good-looking cocktails but was rejected.
Is she in a good mood
"Well, you can make a condition to me."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Qiao Xiyin looked over in disbelief.
He is overflowing with sympathy again
He Yunzhao looked straight at me and said, "You have five minutes to think, otherwise I will regret it."
He had already given in to this extent. If it was to buy something, he wouldn't even blink an eye. He had money anyway; even if Qiao Xiyin asked for a cocktail, he would reluctantly agree to her taking a small sip.
Who makes her unhappy
As a result, the little girl's eyes lit up, and she opened her mouth and said, "Can I touch your hand?"
He Yunchao ""
What is this requirement
Then he handed over his right hand.
This hand is really beautiful.
Slender and powerful, with clear joints. Although there is a thin callus left from writing, and the little finger is slightly deformed after holding the phone for a long time, it does not affect its beauty.
Qiao Xiyin was afraid of being regarded as a fool, so she didn't dare to make any moves. She just rubbed it with her fingers and gently scratched her little finger.
I accidentally sucked away some luck.
This is not something we get together day and night secretly, but something we get openly and openly. A little bit is enough for her to block He Yunchao for a long, long time.
He Yunchao withdrew his hand and saw that she was still lingering over the touch. His eyes were full of satisfaction, and he inexplicably thought of
Like a cat that has sucked enough catnip and is rolling around happily holding its tail.
And he.
It's that catnip.
He Yunchao thought about this problem seriously.
She will show coquettishness and intimacy intentionally or unintentionally, and likes to be near her. She is much more relaxed with her than with the Qiao family, especially when she made this ridiculous request.
He had a bold idea in his mind.
Qiao Xiyin doesn't have a crush on him, does she
If you think about it this way, everything makes sense.
He Yunchao has lived for more than twenty years, and there are too many girls around him who are flattering him. He is also very aware of his own charm. Even Qiao Xinyi is very fond of him.
It's just that he's not interested.
So, it is reasonable for Qiao Xiyin to be attracted to him.
He frowned slightly. Was it what he had done in the past two days that gave Qiao Xiyin such a feeling
Qiao Xiyin didn't even visit him.
Just by looking at his expression, Qiao Xiyin was convinced that He Yunchao had added countless dramas to her.
The look in his eyes this time was very strange.
She decided not to fuss with him about it and to get over it.
He Yunchao just thought she was shy.
He lacks experience with people his own age, let alone girls younger than him.
As a young girl in adolescence, she always has a lot on her mind and is thin-skinned.
But he could allow her to like him.
And don't expose her.
As for whether to accept her, He Yunchao felt that he still needed to think carefully. Qiao Xiyin was still in her third year of high school and had to pass the college entrance examination anyway. If she still had a crush on him at that time, they could have a good talk.
He already had a plan secretly in his mind.
It was nearly half past two when we arrived at Qiao's house.
Qiao Xiyin said goodbye and left.
Ever since she touched his hand, He Yunchao looked at her very strangely. Compared with the usual fun, it was more passionate and intriguing. There were several times when he hesitated to speak, as if he had discovered some secret about her and was trying not to expose her for the sake of her face.
What secret does she have.
Didn't you just touch his hand
Can't he just think that she's appreciating art
Nowadays, everyone is spinning koi. Can’t she get the first place in the exam just by touching the top student’s hand and rubbing her Ou Qi
It's really baffling.
She shook her head.
He Yunchao is a man who treats others coldly from the bottom of his heart, which is in line with his character of a pampered and talented young master.
It's actually good to be generous and easy to get along with.
He just loves to add drama to others.
Maybe people in the entertainment industry are like this.
She straightened her facial expression and changed her clothes.
This outfit really suited her, and Qiao Xiyin didn't want to put on the baggy school uniform, so she took off her pleated skirt and changed into school pants, keeping the sweatshirt.
She couldn't wear a double-sided woolen coat. Firstly, she had to put on a school uniform jacket, but it was still too hot to wear. Secondly, the dress was too long, and it would drag on the ground when she sat down. She felt distressed for the clothes costing two thousand yuan.
Evening study is at seven o'clock.
Qiao Xiyin studied English with A in the room for a while, had dinner, and then got in the car.
It is indeed much more convenient to learn pronunciation with a than to read the phonetic symbols by yourself. Moreover, online courses are now rampant, and making reasonable use of them is an excellent way to improve.
This is the benefit of advanced technology. The chips are in your hands, it just depends on where you use them.
Qiao Xinyi didn't come back. She said she went out to sing with some classmates and went straight to school after dinner outside.
As Qiao Xiyin moved into Qiao's house, Qiao Xinyi came back less often. She avoided it if possible. They would only meet when it was inevitable.
Qiao Xiyin felt at ease.
Will Qiao Xinyi just fall silent
Don't forget, there is a time bomb buried between them.
She was surrounded when she arrived in the classroom.
Chang Shilin invited the whole group to celebrate her birthday today. Whether they could come or not was their own business, but most of them were present.
I also saw Qiao Xiyin’s exposed hand.
So they were all exclamations
"Xiao Qiao, you are so awesome."
"I didn't expect you to play guzheng"
"It seems that our class is really versatile. Many people can play musical instruments. Otherwise, we can put together a show on New Year's Day."
"I think it's okay. There's a zither song called Lin'an's Resentment. It's played by a zither and piano ensemble. The squad leader can arrange it."
"Hey, how do you feel about such a festive New Year's Day? Do you think you have too much homework?"
Qiao Xiyin smiled and declined, "No, I don't play well. I just got lucky at that time and got into the mood all of a sudden. I might not be able to perform well if I prepare specially. I'd better leave the opportunity to everyone. Many people can play the guzheng."
Humility is sufficient.
All I have to do is write a line on my face: I am the most gentle, kind and sensible Bai Lian.
But the students were very satisfied with this trick, and after expressing their regrets, they did not ask further questions.
Chang Shilin, on the other hand, sat aside awkwardly.
Qiao Xiyin saw through her little thoughts from the first time she asked Qiao Xiyin for homework.
Therefore, she didn't take Chang Shilin seriously, but smiled with her as usual and gave her her seat.
Sunday night self-study was used to catch up on Saturday homework. However, after the teachers discovered that most of the students had left their homework for self-study on Sunday night and just played with it, they suddenly changed the plan and took half the time for the exam.
This time it's in English.
The papers were passed down in two rows. Qiao Xiyin gave one to Chang Shilin and then passed it to the back row.
She had a headache when she saw these crooked English letters.
What's even more troublesome is that for the past week, she has been dealing with these English letters every day, struggling to learn them well.
life
Her attitude towards Chang Shilin was normal, which actually made Chang Shilin feel deeply ashamed.
The author has something to say. Now, Brother He is the best brain booster in the game.
I think the setting of Chang Shilin cannot be said to be good or bad. In fact, it is a bit suggestive. When she first approached Xiao Qiao, she had a mentality of "I am the monitor and the new classmate has just arrived and I want to care for the weak." Then Xiao Qiao got good grades, so he wanted to copy her homework test papers to gain some advantage. She is a normal girl with shortcomings, but overall she is not bad.