These parents have long been accustomed to such things, and at the same time they are still grateful in their hearts.
Fortunately, it was not his own child who was plotted this time.
Tick tock.
Chi Zhiyu’s first tears fell on the guitar.
Ever since his master gave him this guitar, he cherished it very much, handling it gently for fear of breaking it, but he didn't expect that it got broken after all.
Si Niannian's eyes suddenly became colder, especially after hearing the whispers around him, the temperature in his eyes became even colder.
"Xiao Yu, don't panic. There is still time. Master will help you get a new guitar..."
Before Si Niannian could finish his words, Bu Chensu, like a magic trick, had a guitar in his hand.
He handed it to Chi Zhiyu, his tone still disgusting.
"Musicians can't protect their instruments, just like men can't protect their families. If it breaks again, don't come to your master. Just find a place to bury yourself."
"Brother Su, don't scare Xiao Yu."
After Si Niannian finished speaking, he looked at the guitar again, "But, Brother Su, why do you carry a guitar with you?"
If it was her third uncle who was responsible for this, she wouldn't be surprised at all.
Bu Chensu said: "Dad asked me to take it with me before I went out. It seems that he was sure that there would be many tricks in the art exam, so he was prepared."
"Third uncle is so awesome."
Si Niannian sometimes even felt that his third uncle was like a god, as if he knew everything and could calculate everything.
"Okay, Xiaoyu, hurry back to the examination room. Don't be nervous. Just perform normally. The master is waiting for you here."
Chi Zhiyu didn't expect that the matter would be resolved so quickly. He didn't even bother to wipe his tears and ran back quickly.
Watching his figure disappear through the gate of the Conservatory of Music, the smile on Si Niannian's face gradually faded away.
"Brother Su."
She looked at Bu Chensu.
Bu Chensu understood and handed her the milk tea in his hand, "You drink first, I'll make a call."
This call was made to Zishu to investigate what had just happened at the music school. In order not to cause panic to other parents around him, Bu Chensu deliberately took a few steps away.
Soon, he returned, took the parasol from Si Niannian's hand, and helped her hold it.
"Zishu said there was no surveillance installed in the examination room, so no information could be detected."
Si Niannian did not expect that things would turn out like this, "Wouldn't it mean that no matter what happened inside, as long as it is not stolen and obtained by others, there will be no evidence?"
"There is no other way. Many candidates for the Music Arts Examination will choose to compose their own songs. If images of this situation are left behind, it will involve copyright issues."
Bu Chensu's lips were a little dry. After speaking, he subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked his lower lip.
The next second, the straw of the iced milk tea appeared on his lips.
Si Niannian raised his head and smiled at him, "Brother Su, try it. It tastes good."
Bu Chensu lowered his eyes and glanced at the straw, opened his mouth, picked it up, and took a sip.
"How is it? Is it delicious?" Si Niannian looked like he was offering a treasure.
Bu Chensu nodded, "Yeah, it's very sweet."
"Is it very sweet?" Si Niannian put the straw into his mouth again, took a sip and tasted the taste, "I think it's okay, it's not very sweet, and it's not greasy at all. The milk tea here is really good. Great."
Bu Chensu turned his head and glanced at the name of the milk tea shop not far away.
TWO.
The name is very simple, and may have some special meaning, but Bu Chensu doesn't pay attention to those.
He silently remembered the name and location of this store, thinking that next time the baby wanted to drink, he would come and buy it for her.
(End of chapter)