Sheng Zijin was even more depressed, and took his mobile phone away, "It has nothing to do with you, just study hard."
Being interrupted like this, Sheng Zixin was cheating his teammates. He sighed and didn't intend to snatch it, so he just tossed the exquisite box at hand around.
"Then you don't tell brother Lu Xi, he has always cared about Sufeng."
Sheng Zijin tucked his hair behind his ears, and looked out of the window with distant eyes: "He is in the wrong team, how can I tell him again?"
Sheng Zixin pouted.
"Sister, you take victory and defeat and family honor too seriously. In fact, if you have a better attitude, you will find that this trip to Wucheng is very interesting. At least, you can get to know someone like Lu Mian. Boss, it's not a loss at all! It's a pity that I provoked her at the beginning, and she doesn't like me very much, otherwise I really want to make friends with her."
It was they who used the wrong strategy in the first place.
It has to be bossy and oppressive to cause such a fierce counterattack. In the end, they escaped in desperation.
"Make friends with Lu Mian?" Sheng Zijin turned around and looked at his younger brother incredulously, "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 find out who you are first. A person like her who has no family support and no prestigious status will never be our friend." She still looked aloof.
In her words, no matter how big a man they know, the grassroots will always be the grassroots, and it is impossible to compare them with the nobles.
Sheng Zixin didn't know where to refute, holding the small gift box in his hand, he paused.
"Just wait, she will regret her choice sooner or later." Sheng Zijin frowned, "She missed the opportunity in her life that was closest to a rich family."
"..."
Sheng Zixin was not in the mood to listen to her grade theories, so he simply ignored her, and slowly unwrapped Kunpeng Middle School's gift in return.
"Is it a CD?" He seemed to think of something.
Sheng Zijin's complexion was even worse, "Hmph, I really don't give Shidai Middle School any face. What kind of specialty is this?"
Sheng Zixin held the CD and smiled, "Sister, there is something I haven't told you..."
"explain."
"Actually, this is really a specialty of Kunpeng Middle School." Sheng Zixin shook the CD with a mysterious expression on his face.
"What do you mean?"
"Look, there is Cang Xue's signature on it." Sheng Zixin smiled, "You don't know, Cang Xue is Lu Mian, and Lu Mian is the real Cang Xue. The night I went to the party with Gu Jingyi, we Already verified."
"..." Sheng Zijin's complexion became even worse, and he didn't believe it: "How is it possible?"
"But this is the truth. She took out Cang Xue's Weibo and showed us the backstage..."
"..."
Sheng Zijin stared at the CD in Sheng Zixin's hand, dumbfounded.
—
After Principal Zhang sent Sheng Zijin away, he went to the art building.
Found the piano teacher Song Lin in the art building.
"Ms. Song, did you find out what I asked you to investigate that day?" He was referring to the matter that he brought Chu Kong to the art building that day, just in time to hear someone playing piano music, and asked Song Lin to help find someone.
"Principal, I checked it." Song Lin smiled, "It was a coincidence that day, the art building was decorated with a switch, and no monitoring was found. But according to your description, I can play so beautifully. Only Shao Yunxuan, an art student in the third year of high school, came to the song. It just so happens that she recently returned from a training camp in other places, and she will take the art test in the next year."
"Shao Yunxuan?" Principal Zhang didn't remember the name very much, but he still asked cautiously: "Are you sure? Have you asked her if she was in the art building that day?"
"Yes, it's about that time. She said she came to the piano room to get a water glass, and she probably played it at that time. Otherwise, who else could there be? Our school doesn't have students who are so good at playing the piano anymore." Already."
If there was one, he would have already participated in various school performances.
Principal Zhang nodded, "That's fine, you take this Shao..."
"Shao Yunxuan."
"Yes, give me the information of Shao Yunxuan so that I can send it to Mr. Chu Kong."
"Okay."
—
Piano room of Wucheng Theater.
Chu Kuo found this way all the way, and happily called Chu Kong with his mobile phone.
"Brother, the video has been sent, it's here! Hurry up and take a look!" He didn't bother to watch it himself, so he brought it to Chu Kong first.
Facing Chu Kuo's enthusiasm, Chu Kong seemed very calm.
At this time, he was sitting in front of an expensive and high-end piano, his eyes were slightly closed and he was touching the keys, his fingers were still trembling, and the tune he played was intermittent.
He didn't seem to hear Chu Kuo's words, and was immersed in his own world.
Chu Kuo looked away in distress.
He didn't know how long his brother could last.
My brother is very stubborn. After knowing that he had this disease, he not only refused to cooperate with the treatment, but even played harder. It seems that I want to play the piano all my life in this period of time.
How much he loves the piano, he knows.
Fate is unpredictable, at his most prosperous age, he suffered from the disease of als, which no one can accept.
Therefore, he has been doing his best to help him find an heir.
He hoped that his elder brother, even if he couldn't stand on the stage and continue to perform, could sit under the stage, watch the chosen heir with satisfaction, and pass on his spirit.
Chu Kong has been ignoring Chu Kuo, immersed in his own world, unable to pull out.
After a long time, he came back to his senses, "Wonderful! Wonderful!"
"What's wrong bro?"
There was a gleam of brilliance in Chu Kong's eyes.
"I listened to a very nice piece of music two days ago, and I'm recovering. But I only listened to it once, and it's hard to memorize all the music scores. And some parts are handled very cleverly. Without the score, it's difficult for others to play! "
Chu Kuo rarely saw Chu Kong praise someone so much.
In the eyes of his elder brother, the ultimate art is pure and without any impurities. In addition to superb fingering, it must also have a heart that is detached from the mundane world.
It is also because of this that my brother has never found a satisfactory heir.
Otherwise, with his prestige, if you go to the Musicians Association to find anyone, there will be a large number of piano masters queuing up to call him a teacher.
Chu Kuo slowly put away his phone, curious: "Brother, who played this song?"
"I heard it in Kunpeng School. I went to see it with the mentality of giving it a try. I didn't expect to meet a bosom friend! If I didn't have this disease, I would definitely send this child to him. Under your own door!"
"..." Chu Kuo paused, interrupted him, and said, "Actually, I also have a good candidate here. Would you like to watch the video she sent?"