God knows how long she has been waiting for this moment.

Eight days!

For eight days!

From the day when Li Ziqian, the turtle grandson plotted against her ten cups of milk tea, she began to plan to take revenge one day.

Finally, on this Monday, she waited for the opportunity.

Lao Wang did discuss things about the show with her.

But not today.

It's Monday.

When she went to the bathroom during the self-study period on Monday night, she met Lao Wang who was returning to the office to pick up the papers in the corridor.

When Lao Wang asked about the theme and progress of the Cultural Festival class program, he asked her if she had any ideas to report her personal program.

She was originally ready to decline, but when Lao Wang suddenly added, "If you have the idea of ​​performing multiple people in groups, it's not impossible." She changed her mind.

Lao Wang did not force the program to be reported, but she agreed to it and proposed to bring Li Ziqian to perform on stage with her.

The incident that Lao Wang and she met by chance at the Children's Palace on weekends is true.

Perhaps because her teacher praised her too much during chatting, so that Lao Wang had full trust in her performance strength. After she expressed that she wanted to take Li Ziqian to perform with her, she did not hesitate. Instead, she repeated to her, "Okay, you can prepare well, just pass the show for you, just wait for the rehearsal to perform."

Although Mo Nanbei did not understand what Lao Wang was thinking, he was so easy to talk to, so he saved himself from making excuses.

Immediately afterwards, she thought about the performance song that night and contacted her teacher as soon as possible, hoping that she would help her make the music score.

Because Uncle A's music score has been very perfect, it is not particularly difficult to add an additional part and divide it into music scores played by two people.

Look, during the second class during the day, she received a text message from the piano teacher.

The teacher said that after a while she would ask her friend to play with her several times, finally confirm the pitch, adjust the details, and send the music score to herself.

And Li Ziqian's actions were as she expected.

Everything was going very smoothly.

Perfect.

It's worthy of being the plan I made.

When he thought that Li Ziqian would suffer in the future, the happiness in Mo Nanbei's heart increased by a factor of twice.

It's so cool!

At this time, Mo Nanbei did not think that dragging a real entry-level contestant to perform on the same stage, in a sense, for a perfectionist like her, it can actually be regarded as a disguised torture.

There is still a certain reason for harming others and yourself.

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That night, Li Ziqian returned home and rarely did not turn on the computer.

He sat at the desk with a serious face, took out the folder containing the music score from his schoolbag, and prepared to start completing the epic project of "knowing the score".

Take out a pencil from the pencil bag, hovering over the first set of chords, he pursed his lips, frowned, and asked a fatal question while talking to himself:

"Well...Which one is from Duo...?"

...

One and a half hours later.

The process of identifying the scores and counting is much harder than he imagined.

With the help of Du Niang, he also recalled a lot of knowledge that he had long been thrown into the corner of the memory bank and had no use for eating.

At this time, Li Ziqian had only happiness in his heart.

Fortunately, Mo Nanbei kindly gave him the score in C major.

After the last part of the Anal Knowledge Score, his psychological shadow area suddenly flashed in his mind, "Bridge Dou Mababa, is this score c-tuning?"

After taking a look at the time and thinking about how many heads he could take in the canyon for an hour and a half, Li Ziqian's heart was filled with regret.

After thinking about it carefully, he felt that from noon today to now, he actually had many opportunities to forcibly refuse to drop this piano performance.

But...why didn't he do this?

Why do you agree to accept your fate?

crooked?

Recalling his strange life from the start of the second semester of the second year of high school, he felt that the calm, ordinary and comfortable life he had always maintained was leaving him.

Mo Nanbei is poisonous!

After these breaking things in the Cultural Festival are completed, you must draw a clear line with her!

Because of this dog woman, he has no time to play happily tonight!!!

After finishing his homework and music scores, he is now tired and has to code without rest!

ah!!!

Is this the life that people should live!!!

After sighing deeply, he took out his mobile phone and clicked the ugly group to order a midnight snack to reward himself, who was diligent and pitiful, Li Ziqian accepted his fate and turned on the computer, logged on to QQ, double-clicked the orange melon, and clicked on the book and document.

He finally surrendered to fate.

After all, he is a scriber. As long as the sky has not collapsed and the ground has not collapsed, people are still alive. He has to update his novels no matter whether it is during the holidays or during the cold winter or the hot summer.

This can be even more loyal than love!!!

Wow, Ku Luxi.

Thinking of this, my already painful mood became even darker.

This is Mo Nanbei’s fault.

After making the above summary in his mind, Li Ziqian chose to hold revenge.

It’s not too much for him to take revenge before he can clearly distinguish the boundaries?

Well, not too much.

It is natural and fair to repay one after another.
Chapter completed!