After being kicked out of the wealthy family, her ancestor shocked the world

She went to share it with Lai Lingwei, but was met with contempt from the other party.

"Didn't you say before that Sister Ning and her brother had a close relationship?"

Tao Xiange was stunned, as if he just remembered this, and he laughed and argued: "But don't you think that the relationship between Brother Zhen and Sister Ning is also unusual?"

Lai Lingwei: "As long as they have a good relationship, everyone is a couple in your eyes?"

Tao Xiange wanted to argue, but Lai Lingwei ignored her and went to Si Nan's office.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a large piece of white paper on his desk, with someone writing furiously on it, but I didn't know what he was writing.

Lai Lingwei moved closer, stretched her neck to take a look, and found that it was a sketch.

"Brother Nan, are you going to take the literary route?"

Her eyes lit up, full of amazement.

I didn’t expect Si Nan could sketch, and draw so well.

Si Nan's thoughts were completely focused on the painting, and he said casually, "Saving money to buy paintings, anything else?"

"Buy a painting? What painting? Is it important to you?" Lai Lingwei asked three questions in a row, but the other party had no time to answer.

She had never seen Si Nan so serious before, and thought it was very important to him, so she suggested: "I can gather classmates to raise money for you, how much do you need?"

It’s just a painting, and any student in Class IX can afford it.

Unless Brother Nan wants a world famous painting.

"Twenty billion." Si Nan blurted out.

Lai Lingwei opened her eyes wide and couldn't help asking: Are you crazy or am I crazy?

Two billion!

What kind of painting is worth 2 billion? !

Even if it was a world famous painting, Si Nan couldn't find a channel to get it.

Lai Lingwei was certain in her heart and asked tentatively: "Brother Nan, have you been cheated?"

Interrupted by her continuous questions, Si Nan's painting thoughts were instantly interrupted, his brain went blank, and he stared blankly at the half-finished work, without any ideas at all.

He was very depressed. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. His gentle tone was a little stiff: "Classmate Lai Lingwei, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Lai Lingwei suddenly realized, "I probably won't be able to participate in the individual performance at this talent show."

Si Nan was startled and immediately asked, "Why? Are you injured?"

He looked down at Lai Lingwei's feet in a panic. The latter took a step back uncomfortably and explained, "There was a competition abroad at that time, and my family asked me to go there to participate. I didn't have the energy to prepare for the school's talent show."

Si Nan breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, just go to the competition with peace of mind, I'll cancel your individual performance for you."

"But every class must have a program for the party..." Lai Lingwei said in a dilemma.

Most of the students in Class Nine are spoiled brats from wealthy families. None of them have learned anything presentable from their extracurricular studies, and even if there are a few who are serious, they are only half-baked.

Si Nan propped his chin up with one hand, looked at the paintings on the table, and said nonchalantly, "Why don't you just let your sister Ning go on stage and play the guqin?"

Lai Lingwei suddenly remembered the day when she saw Chu Peining writing guqin music, and even today she still finds it hard to believe it.

"Are you sure you want Sister Ning to come on?"

Who among the wealthy families in Haicheng doesn't say that Chu Peining is a vase?

Mrs. Mu did not cultivate her heart at all. She did not let her learn any extracurricular talents in all these years.

He already had a bad reputation, and if he embarrassed himself on stage, he would surely be laughed at.

"Will I harm her?"

She had no idea in her mind. Si Nan waved his hands impatiently and urged her: "Just discuss this with Chu Peining, and then go to the art group office to find the teacher in charge to change the information. Okay, let's go, I still have to paint."

Lai Lingwei didn't want to continue disturbing her, so she had to go back to find Chu Peining to explain the situation to her, and she actually agreed.

Chu Peining had a good rest after taking a week off. She rarely slept. She held her phone, her slender white fingers tapping on the keyboard, leaving afterimages. She said perfunctorily, "Okay, no problem."

"Sister Ning, are you sure you want to play the guqin in front of the whole school? The school will invite professionals to come. If you make a fool of yourself, your reputation in the literary and art circles will be ruined." Lai Lingwei advised her.

Chu Peining seemed not to care. His eyes never left the phone, and he said in a nonchalant tone, "Sure."

Gu Yu in the front row couldn't stand it any longer, "Sister Ning, even though your reputation isn't that good to begin with, you can't just give up on yourself..."

Before she could finish her words, Lai Lingwei kicked her and asked her with a glare, "Why did you kick me?"

Lai Lingwei rolled her eyes, too lazy to explain to him, and turned back to continue persuading Chu Peining.

Even Qin Zhen advised her not to go on stage, "What does the school rule have to do with our class nine? It's just a talent show, so what if no one goes on stage?"

Class 9 has violated school rules many times, so why is this one missing?

As if annoyed by their continuous words, Chu Peining frowned, exited the mobile app, found a video, threw it on the table, and said in an annoyed tone: "Don't question me."

The melodious and moving sound of the guqin rang out, and the person on the screen was Chu Peining.

After getting the lyre, Chu Peining maintained the habit of practicing for an hour every day. Mo Peiyun would always have someone shoot a video and send it to him in the name of supervision.

"Oh my god, it's really Sister Ning! Could this be synthesized by you?" Gu Yu stared at the person on the screen with wide eyes, his face full of disbelief.

Chu Peining glanced at him, her narrow and charming eyes filled with coldness.

She asked back: "Why would I lie to you?"

Qin Zhen looked at the screen of his mobile phone, then looked at Chu Peining, and asked a soul-searching question: "Who is the person in this video? Why does he look so much like you?"

Chu Peining: “…”

Lai Lingwei doesn't know how to play the guqin, but based on the changes in tone and Chu Peining's movements, she can tell that the video is real.

She saw that Chu Peining was a little angry, so she left silently after saying "I'll go talk to the teacher in charge."

Chu Peining's hand was against the phone, her cold white fingertips were tapping nonchalantly, her dim phoenix eyes were looking at Gu Yu: "If I really can play the guqin, and I play it pretty well, what do you think?"

"If you can, I'll wash my hair upside down!"

Gu Yu had followed her for a while after all, wouldn’t he know what Chu Peining was like?

What a fool, even if he sang half of his songs in tune it would be good.

A light laugh escaped from Chu Peining's throat, and the corners of her lips curled up with a dangerous meaning.

She glanced sideways, ignoring Gu Yu who was standing there in a daze with a chill in his heart, and said to Qin Zhen: "What about you?"

Qin Zhen lazily lay on the table, supporting his head with one hand, "I was just joking, how could I not believe you?"

The matter-of-fact tone makes people believe it.

He was really just joking.

He has dabbled in music, and even though he learned to play different instruments, he can still tell whether someone is playing the instrument for real or fake.

Chu Peining glanced at him for two seconds and lazily looked away.

Poor Gu Yu, he became the only victim.