"Where did you go just now? Uncle Shen is looking for you." Tian Xin asked Jing Ya.
"Do you care about me?" Jing Ya asked, slightly curling her lips.
Tian Xin said with a dull face: "I told you, it's just that Uncle Shen was looking for you just now, so I'm just helping to look for you. Don't think too much about it."
"Okay, it seems that I have overthought it." Jingya spread her hands helplessly and said.
Then, he asked her curiously: "Looking at the way you are dressed today, are you going to play the drums?"
Tian Xin rolled her eyes at him: "Didn't you already hear me practicing? You asked knowingly."
"That's because you don't understand the style. Can't you see that I'm just looking for a topic with you?" Jing Ya said with curved lips.
Tian Xin: “…………”
Not wanting to talk to Jing Ya more, Tian Xin quickened his pace and soon saw Qiao Simu and Shen Yihang.
"I thought you weren't going to go on stage." Shen Yihang said with a sigh of relief when he saw Jing Ya's appearance.
Jingya curled her lips and said, "I can't let your practice in the hotel go to waste."
Shen Yihang: “…………”
Which pot won't be opened?
Qiao Simu raised his eyebrows: "Huh? You even practiced specially? It seems that you really attach great importance to this performance."
Shen Yihang touched his nose awkwardly and said: "I didn't practice specifically. I just tried the timbres of different instruments to see which one sounded better."
"Huh? So what did you choose in the end?" Qiao Simu asked curiously.
"You'll know later, why are you so anxious?" Shen Yihang became more and more unnatural.
"Well, I'm looking forward to your performance later." The smile on Qiao Simu's face became even brighter.
Shen Yihang: “…………”
Why don't you just stop looking forward to it?
Looking at Shen Yihang's constipated face, Qiao Simu said it was a lie if he said he wasn't looking forward to it.
She also heard about what happened in the hotel. The good guy actually played "Funeral March" in the private room. Fortunately, all other places in the hotel were booked that day. Otherwise, if the guests knew that their hotel was like this, how could they play it in the future? Can anyone come?
But, it shouldn’t be like using the suona anymore, right?
While Qiao Simu was still speculating and curious, a loud suona sound suddenly made everyone present tremble.
Seeing Shen Yihang playing very vigorously on the stage with a suona, Qiao Simu's mouth twitched violently.
At the same time, he took out his mobile phone, turned on the video recording function, completely recorded Shen Yihang's wonderful performance, and sent it to Peng Ziyu.
After watching the video sent by Qiao Simu, Peng Ziyu was silent for a long time, and then sent a message back to Qiao Simu: [I don’t know this person]
If he hadn't been in the school auditorium right now, Qiao Simu would have burst into laughter.
After playing one piece with Jingya, Jingya also had to play another piece alone.
Jing Ya, who just now was playing the erhu with Shen Yihang's nonsense, now finally calmed down and sat in front of the piano like a little prince.
A little prince with a deep mind and a soul so mature that he doesn't look like a child at all.
"How is it? My performance just now was wonderful, wasn't it?" Shen Yihang immediately asked Qiao Simu.
"Wonderful, very wonderful, quite wonderful." Qiao Simu applauded him silently.
Then, Qiao Simupi said with a smile: "Such a wonderful performance, I felt that I couldn't watch it alone, so I sent it to my mother."
Shen Yihang: "???Why did you send her this thing?!"
He still wants to lose face, okay?
If Peng Ziyu saw it, wouldn't his tall image in her heart be gone?
"Did you really send it out?" Shen Yihang asked bravely.
"Yes, I've sent it." Peng Ziyu nodded lightly.
"Then, what did she say?" Shen Yihang touched his nose and asked a little uneasily and nervously.
Qiao Simu raised the phone and let him see it for himself.
When Shen Yihang saw Peng Ziyu's reply, he leaned weakly on his chair and covered his face.
His image is completely gone.
Not long after Jing Ya finished playing, Qiao Simu and Tian Xin came on stage to play together.
Tian Xin plays the drums and Qiao Simu plays the guitar. They are very handsome and sassy!
When the song ended, the audience burst into applause.
Looking at the two people who looked like mother and daughter on the stage, a different light flashed across the eyes of the audience.
After the performance was over, Qiao Simu was about to take Tian Xin back to Shen's house, but a man and woman appeared and stopped her and Tian Xin.
"Who are you?" Qiao Simu asked.
The man took out his business card and handed it to Qiao Simu.
"Wang Kun? CEO of Kunyi Group?" Qiao Simu read out lightly when he saw the business card in his hand.
Wang Kun nodded quickly and said, "Yes, but this is just a small company. Mr. Qiao doesn't know that I am normal."
"What's wrong with Mr. Wang?" Qiao Simu asked him.
"I, let me take the liberty of asking, is this little girl you are holding your daughter your daughter?" Wang Kun asked Qiao Simu.
"No." Qiao Simu said.
Wang Kun kept taking deep breaths and trying hard to adjust his emotions.
Zhang Xuemei, who was standing next to her, patted Wang Kun's hand gently, took a long breath and said, "Let me tell you."
"Okay, okay." Wang Kun said quickly.
"I wonder if it's convenient for Mr. Qiao right now? Why don't we find a place to sit down and have a good talk? It has something to do with this child," Zhang Xuemei said.
Qiao Simu looked at Tian Xin.
Tian Xin subconsciously held Qiao Simu's hand tightly.
Qiao Simu said to them: "It's getting late now. We have to go home for dinner. How about this? I'll find a time to contact you tomorrow. What do you think?"
Wang Kun was subconsciously anxious, but Zhang Xuemei calmed him down first, and said to Qiao Simu with a slight smile: "Okay, okay, then Mr. Qiao will tell us after he decides the time."
"Okay." Qiao Simu nodded and left with Tian Xin.
Wang Kun asked: "Why don't you make it clear now?"
Zhang Xuemei said: "She has to know who Qiao Simu is before she dares to say it with confidence. It's not a lie anyway. There's nothing to worry about."
Wang Kun rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Okay, let's wait until tomorrow."
On the way back to Shen's house, Qiao Simu felt Tian Xin's uneasiness and held her in his arms: "What's wrong?"
Tian Xin shook his head: "It's okay."
Qiao Simu lowered his head and said to her: "You promised me before that you wouldn't lie to me."
Tian Xin looked up at Qiao Simu and asked, "Aunt Qiao, will you not want me?"
"As long as you are willing to stay, no one can take you away," Qiao Simu said.
"Yeah!" Tian Xin hugged Qiao Simu hard.
Qiao Simu gently touched her head: "Do you know who those two people were just now?"
Tian Xin shook his head and said, "I don't know who they are, but I have a bad feeling."