Chapter 895 First
“I knock, it must be Mo Xiaoxue talking about me behind my back again.”
Cheng Pingan’s face was full of indignation, and the emotional piano music also happened. change.
The old man, who was elegantly sobering up with half a glass of red wine in his hand, raised his brows and opened his eyes when he heard the change in the voice.
Seeing his son muttering something there, the old man trembled and shouted loudly:
"You're still deserting? Do you know that Mo Xiaoxue dumped you more than ten times ago, how can you still have the nerve to desert? Ah! Cheng Pingan!"
Cheng Pingan was frightened when the old man yelled at him Jump.
When it comes to Mo Xiaoxue, Cheng Ping'an just throws it away.
“Dad, I have a good brother. Isn’t it normal to dump me ten blocks away?”
“Look at me, I’m not dumping some classmates ten blocks away. People, you can’t compare. There is no harm without comparison
Dad, if you really want to compare, then you can compare with Mo Xiaoxue's brother. As long as you can always compare with Mo Xiaoxue's brother, so can your son! "
After saying it in one breath, Cheng Pingan felt a little guilty and looked at his father with some fear.
Even though Cheng Pingan was mentally prepared to face the seven wolves, he still couldn't stand it. Scared.
Seeing the old man in a daze, Cheng Pingan had the urge to run away.
Just when Cheng Pingan was about to take action, the old man looked at him with complicated eyes and said. ：
"What you said makes sense. There is no need for us to compare ourselves with others."
"As long as you are happy, then... everything comes second."
Faced with the old man's sudden sexual change, Cheng Pingan couldn't accept it for a while.
It seems that in Cheng Pingan’s eyes, he shouldn’t be beaten, right?
In the afternoon, Cheng Pingan, who was alone at home, thought for a long time and took out his smart watch to contact Mo Xiaoxue.
"Mo Xiaoxue, are you going to participate in the school's piano competition?"
Suddenly received a voice message from the little fat man, Candy raised his eyebrows after hearing it.
This guy has several meanings.
Candy, who was about to go out with her sister-in-law and sister, didn’t think much and replied with a voice message.
"If I don't participate, what am I doing in the school piano competition? Am I torturing you little noobs?"
"It hurts my heart, old man."
Cheng Pingan scratched his head, a little surprised that Mo Xiaoxue did not participate in the piano competition organized by the school.
But it seems to be reasonable. Although what Mo Xiaoxue said is a bit shocking, it is true.
In Mo Xiaoxue's eyes, these beginners are just noobs pecking each other.
Thinking of this, Cheng Pingan clenched his fists and his eyes were firm.
"I, Cheng Pingan, want to take first place! Even if I am a rookie, I will become the strongest rookie!"
Unfortunately, no one heard Cheng Pingan's second grade declaration.
Ling, who was the only one who was eavesdropping, rolled his eyes and suddenly lost interest in eavesdropping.
A week later.
On Friday, the weather turned cloudy and drizzly, making it a rare weather suitable for sleeping all day.
In the auditorium of Chengnan Primary School, a piano of unknown value was placed on the stage.
Sitting under the stage, Mo Jingchun could not visually tell what material the piano was made of.
Mo Jingchun originally didn’t want to come, but he couldn’t resist Candy’s “threat”.
Plus it was the weekend, so Mo Jingchun simply came over with Candy.
I thought there wouldn’t be too many spectators, but what Mo Jingchun didn’t expect was that the auditorium was actually full.
There were even many students and parents around who came a step too late and didn't get a seat.
Before the performance started, Mo Jingchun asked in Candy's ear: "Are all the members of your class here?"
Candy turned to look at his brother with strange eyes and said: "No, didn't the head teacher send a message in the group to volunteer to participate in the activity?"
"Xiang'er didn't come."
Hearing this, Mo Jingchun looked around, but he really didn't find Xiang'er. Son.
However, I saw a few students from Grade 1 and Class 1 in the crowd.
"You didn't participate in the piano competition, so...why are you dragging me here?" Mo Jingchun spread his hands in confusion.
“Come and play.”
As he said that, Candy reached out and touched his brother’s forehead.
“I don’t have a fever. If I don’t go out to play on Saturday, is it possible to play with my mobile phone at home?”
"Besides, it's also fun to watch the little chicks pecking each other."
The little chicks... Mo Jingchun's mouth twitched.
It’s fake to come here to play, but it’s real to come here to watch the little chicks pecking each other.
"Teachers, classmates, parents and friends, good morning, everyone. Here..."
After listening to the host babbling for more than ten minutes, we finally entered the performance stage.
The first person to appear was—I don’t know him.
As the music came, everyone in the auditorium learned to close their mouths and watch the performance.
A little girl with a ponytail sits in front of the piano, her fingers dancing nimbly on the alternating black and white keys.
Contrary to what Mo Jingchun imagined, the piano music played by the girl sounded very good.
In the eyes of people like Mo Jingchun who don’t understand piano, the students’ piano competition is nothing like novices pecking each other.
Interestingly, Mo Jingchun felt that the level of the contestants seemed to be about the same, and he couldn't tell the reason.
Only Candy, from time to time muttered something like "I missed a note" or "The tune is wrong".
When Cheng Pingan's performance ended, Mo Jingchun was surprised to find that Candy rarely spoke.
With curiosity, Mo Jingchun asked in a low voice:
“Why don’t you comment on your classmate.”
Hearing this, Candy looked up at his brother with strange eyes and asked:
"What are you commenting on? This is a very normal performance. If you have to comment, then I can only say that it is quite satisfactory and lacks the soul of the music. . ”
“It’s like a simple twinkle, twinkle. Jingjing, as long as you play it with your heart, the music you play will give people a completely different feeling.”
“Brother, you often listen to me playing the piano, don’t you feel anything at all?”
Mo Jingchun touched his nose, smiled and said:
"Your brother, I don't know anything about music, but the piano you play is very nice and makes me feel very relaxed."
"That's right."
While no one is paying attention, Candy whispered in her brother's ear:
"Actually, sometimes I play randomly, very casually."
"Ahem, don't say anything about this pretense, it's too shocking. .”
"I understand!" Candy nodded and blinked.
I couldn’t hold back the smile on my face.
After the game, within a few minutes, the rankings came out.
"Hey, your classmate Cheng Ping'an actually won first place."
Candy is not surprised at all, the school's music teacher is still very good. It’s easy to tell the piano skills of the novices.
Just like she said, the little fat man's performance today was quite satisfactory and he made no mistakes.
This alone puts him ahead of more than 80% of the contestants.
In addition, the piano music chosen by the little fat man is a little more difficult. There is no suspense about who will win the first place.
As for making small moves, it is completely unnecessary.
What's more, the little fat man's family seems to be quite rich? (End of chapter)