Being interrupted in this way, Sheng Zixin was a pitted teammate. He sighed and didn't intend to it, so he carried the exquisite box in his hand and tossed it around.
"Then don't tell Lu Xi, he has always been concerned about Sufeng."
Sheng Zijin squeezed his hair behind his ears, and looked out the window, his eyes distant: "It was he who stood in the wrong line. How could I tell him again?"
Sheng Zixin curled his lips.
"Sister, you take victory or defeat and family honors too important. In fact, if you have a better mentality, you will find that this trip to Wucheng is still very interesting. At least, you can know Lu Mian. Gangster, it’s not a loss at all! It’s a pity that I provoke her at first, she doesn’t like me very much, otherwise I really want to make friends with her."
They used the wrong strategy from the beginning.
It has to be arrogant to suppress people, and they cause such ferocious counterattacks. In the end, they ran away dingy.
"Make friends with Lu Mian?" Sheng Zijin looked back 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 can figure out your identity first. People like her who have no family support and no famous identity can never become our friends." She still looks aloof.
In her words, the grassroots will always be grassroots, no matter how many big men you know, it is impossible to compare with the nobles.
Sheng Zixin didn't know where to refute, holding the small gift box in his hand, he paused.
"Wait, she will regret her choice sooner or later in the future." Sheng Zijing rubbed her eyebrows, "She missed the closest opportunity in her life to the rich."
"..."
Sheng Zixin didn't want to listen to her level theories, and simply ignored her, and slowly opened the Kunpeng Middle School's return gift.
"Is it a CD?" He seemed to think of something.
Sheng Zijin's face was even worse, "Huh, I really don't give the Times a little face. What kind of specialty is this?"
Sheng Zixin took the CD-ROM and laughed, "Sister, I haven't told you something..."
"Say."
"Actually, this is really a specialty of Kunpeng Middle School." Sheng Zixin shook the CD with a mysterious face.
"What do you mean?"
"Look, there is Cang Xue's signature on this." Sheng Zixin smiled, "Don't you 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 It has been verified."
"..." Sheng Zijin's expression worsened, he didn't believe it: "How is it possible?"
"But this is the truth. She directly took out Cang Xue's Weibo and showed us the backstage..."
"..."
Sheng Zijin stared at the CD in Sheng Zixin's hand, dumbfounded.
After President Zhang sent Sheng Zijin away, he went to the Art Building.
I found the piano teacher Song Lin in the art building.
"Teacher Song, did you find out what you asked you to check that day?" He was referring to the incident when he brought Chu Kong to the art building that day when he heard someone playing the piano and asked Song Lin to help find someone.
"Principal, checked it." Song Lin smiled. "It's really unlucky that day, the decoration of the art building has opened the switch, and the monitoring is not found. But according to your description, I can play so beautifully. The only one who came for the tune was the art student Shao Yunxuan, a senior high school student. It just so happened that she recently returned from a training camp outside of the country, and she is going to take the art exam in the next year."
"Shao Yunxuan?" Principal Zhang didn't remember the name very much, but he asked carefully, "Are you sure? I asked her if she was there. Was she in the art building that day?"
"It's about that time. She said she came to the piano room to get a cup of water. Maybe she played at that time. Otherwise, who else? There is no other student in our school who can play the piano so well. That's it."
If so, I would have participated in various art performances in the school.
Principal Zhang nodded, "That's OK, you take this Shao..."
"Shao Yunxuan."
"Yes, give me the information about Shao Yunxuan, so I can send it to Mr. Chu Kong."
"Okay."
The piano recital room of Wucheng Theater.
Chu Kuo found this way all the way, holding his mobile phone and shouting happily to Chu Kong.
"Brother, the video is here, it's here! You take a quick look!" He didn't care about it, so he brought it to Chu Kong first.
Facing Chu Kuo's enthusiasm, Chu Kong seemed very calm.
At this moment, he was sitting in front of an expensive and high-end piano, his eyes closed and touching the keys, his fingers were still trembling, and the tune he played was intermittent.
He seemed to have not heard Chu Kuo's words and was immersed in his own world.
Chu Kuo opened his eyes distressedly.
He didn't know how long his brother could survive.
My elder brother is very persistent. After knowing that he had the disease, he not only did not cooperate with the treatment, but also played harder. It is like playing the piano for a lifetime in this period of time.
How much he loves piano, he knows.
Fate is impermanent, and at his most prosperous age, he suffered from the disease of ALS, and no one could accept it.
Therefore, he has been trying his best to help him find an heir.
He hopes that his brother, even if he can't stand on the stage to continue his performance, can still sit under the stage, watching the chosen heir with satisfaction and passing on his spirit.
Chu Kong had always ignored Chu Kuo, immersed in his own world, unable to pull it out.
After a long time, he came back to his senses, "Wonderful! Wonderful!"
"What's wrong, brother?"
Chu Kong's eyes had a gleam of light.
"I listened to a great piece two days ago and I am recovering. But I only listened to it once, and it is difficult to write down all the scores. Moreover, some parts are very cleverly handled. Without a score, it is difficult for others to play! "
Chu Kuo rarely saw Chu Kong praise a person so much.
In the eyes of his brother, the ultimate art is pure, without any impurities, in addition to superb fingering, but also a detached heart.
Because of this, my brother has never found a satisfactory heir.
Otherwise, with his prestige, go to the Musicians Association to find someone casually, and there will be a large number of piano masters lining up to call him teacher.
Chu Kuo slowly put away the phone, curious: "Brother, who played this piece?"
"I heard it in Kunpeng School. I had the mentality to try it out, but I didn’t expect it to make me meet a friend! If I didn’t get this disease, I would definitely receive this child. Under my own!"
"..." Chu Kuo paused, interrupted him, and said, "Actually, I also have a very good candidate here. Would you like to watch the video she sent?"
