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Song Seung-joon asked him: "Is this the way to the girl group... the piano room?"

Xia Le said: "Are you going there too?"

Song Chengjun nodded, "I'm looking for someone." Afraid he might misunderstand, he added: "I'm looking for a teacher."

Xia Le snorted, and held up the lunch box in her hand, "I'm looking for someone too, Li Qi is practicing piano with the teacher over there, and I'll bring him meals."

The two of them walked all the way without talking again, and when they reached the door, they heard the sound of a piano coming from inside.

Xia Le stopped, and didn't dare to push the door directly to go in. He glanced through the window and saw Li Qi playing the piano inside. There were two teachers beside him to guide him, but the male teachers were more in the classroom. Give him fingering instructions, and the female teacher pays more attention to the male teacher.

When Xia Le was watching, Song Chengjun also took a look, but quickly turned his eyes away, his face was not very good, and he went to the side to wait, leaning against the wall while putting on the earphones hanging around his neck, like an immersed A rebellious boy in his own world.

Xia Le was much better behaved than him, so she waited very honestly at the door, occasionally peeking in.

The sound of the piano continued, and it took nearly an hour before it stopped.

Xia Le looked inside with worry in his eyes, he knew better than anyone how much Li Qi resisted the piano, and how could the eldest brother force him to do this... Xia Le's eyebrows slowly tightened, and several times his fingers were placed on the piano. The door was about to knock on the door, but seeing Li Qi pressing the keys seriously with a pale face inside, he couldn't do it anymore. After thinking for a long time, he could only hold his fingers and wait at the door.

Li Qi hasn't played the piano for a long time, the sound of the piano is intermittent, and there is a relatively difficult section that he has been unable to play repeatedly.

Xia Leguang just felt sorry for him when he listened outside. Li Qi played really well when he was a child, much better than the rest of them who learned the piano together. The new song is too slow, and I always watch it enviously.He never thought that one day, Li Qi would be forced by his elder brother to play the piano.

Li Qi hasn't touched the piano for a long time. It can even be said that since those things happened after he was ten years old... he hasn't touched the piano again.

Xia Le felt uncomfortable, Li Qi has always been like this, as long as he can hold on, he will not say a word, never cause trouble for others, and never let people down easily.

Whether it's someone else's business or your own.

But looking at him forcing himself like this, Xia Le felt very distressed. He squatted there and counted silently in his heart, and set a time for himself while counting. , he didn't care about anything, just knocked on the door and rushed in.

Song Chengjun was also waiting quietly, although his complexion was not very good, but he had rare patience and had no intention of leaving.

When Xia Le was about to knock on the door, the sound of the piano finally stopped. The male teacher said something to Li Qi, and the expression was obviously dissatisfied. Li Qi pursed his lips and did not look at him, although he did not get up to leave , looking at it also brought a little emotion.Xia Le stared anxiously at the door, feeling very distressed, Li Qi is really angry!Why does the eldest brother still say that Li Xiaoqi is about to turn his face...

Of course Li Qi didn't turn against Li Fang, he listened to the criticism seriously, thanked him politely, got up and left.

When he opened the door and came out, Xia Le immediately followed him, shouted "Li Qi" and quickly caught up with him and walked side by side.

Song Chengjun stood at the door, knocked on the door of the piano room and walked in, looked at the female teacher and said politely: "I'm looking for Teacher Wen."

The female teacher is Wen Lan, the cello teacher who taught them vocal music. Seeing him, she smiled first, "What is it, Mr. Wen? There is no outsider here, so why don't you call me sister?" Kris, this is my brother, Song Seung Joon."

The man raised his head, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, he only nodded slightly to Song Chengjun, he didn't show any enthusiasm, and he didn't even seem to have much interest in Wen Lan beside him, he just lowered his head and flipped through the music score, auditioning .

Wen Lan is also a student of vocal music, and she could hear the impatience in his piano sound. She stood beside him for a while, and said goodbye: "Then I will go out with Cheng Jun first, and you should not be too tired."

The man responded casually, then called Wen Lan to hand her a stack of music scores, and said, "I've sorted out this piece, didn't you want to borrow this just now."

Wen Lan took it over and said with a smile: "Yes, I almost forgot. I will use it for performances in the girls' group in two days. I will familiarize myself with it first, otherwise I will not dare to take the students. You should go back to rest earlier. There's still time for the game."

The man nodded, but didn't listen much, as if all his thoughts were occupied by the piano, but he could tell from his frowning that what Li Qi played just now had a great influence on him.

Wen Lan brought Song Chengjun out, and Song Chengjun's expression was not very good.

Wen Lan has always been quite gentle, she smiled at him and said, "Why are you here, what can you do for me?"

Song Chengjun put his hands in his trouser pockets, and instead of answering her words, he asked instead: "Uncle said that the pianist you fell in love with, the guy who made you wait for more than a year, is he?"

Wen Lan blushed a little, glanced left and right, and saw that no one was busy pulling him to walk a few steps, "Don't listen to what my dad said, it's not what you think. I have known him for a long time, and he lived abroad. He helped me a lot during that time, so maybe I misunderstood something, or I was expecting something."

When she spoke, she bit her lip and was not sure, but her eyes were still bright, like a girl in love, her beautiful and attractive eyes could not be moved away.Song Chengjun was also looking at her, but his face was unhappy, and he didn't speak sullenly.

Wen Lan is petite, and walked with him and said: "You, you are really surprising, why did you suddenly come to participate in this event, my family didn't know, I watched the live broadcast on the Internet before calling to ask It's you, my aunt was shocked when she found out..."

Song Chengjun's affection for his family was relatively indifferent, and he said: "They are busy, so I came here by myself."

Wen Lan sighed, and wanted to touch his younger brother's head habitually, only to realize that he needed to step on his feet to reach it. After touching it, he smiled and said, "You are so tall, I held you when you were young. Yours has grown up now."

Song Chengjun said dissatisfied: "You are only three years older than me."

"Three years old is older than you. When you first came to my house, you didn't cry or make noise, and you couldn't even speak. I taught you for a year before you could speak. In the blink of an eye, you have grown so tall now..." She As he spoke, he slowly collected his voice, and sighed softly. Song Chengjun was abused by a nanny when he was a child, and his parents were busy. When he found out, the child had closed his heart and refused to speak.It also took her a year to slowly adjust him, feed him, teach him to speak, Song Seung Joon never left her side until she went abroad, even if he lived in high school, he would definitely come to sleep with her at noon in that little apartment.

"When you went abroad, I was about the same height as you." Song Chengjun said, but he didn't avoid her, and tilted his head slightly to let her touch him. Compared with the weak relationship with other people, Wen Lan is more important to him. different.

"But in my eyes, you will always be a child," Wen Lan hugged him, and smiled at him: "You are different from others, Cheng Jun, you don't have to work so hard to do these things, being an artist is too much." You have worked hard, and there are so many voices outside, you will not get used to it."

Song Seung Joon looked at her and asked, "What about you?"

Wen Lan froze for a moment, "What?"

Song Seung-joon said seriously: "You didn't get used to it when you joined the orchestra abroad, did you? But you did it."

Wen Lan laughed: "Me? I can't compare..."

Song Chengjun stubbornly said: "Why? Why can't I compare with you?"

Wen Lan comforted him and said: "Let's put it this way, I like the cello. I have wanted to do it since I was a child. I have worked hard and followed my own heart, so I am here today. You probably don't like public places, right? , I'm worried that you're embarrassing yourself too much..."

Song Chengjun frowned and said, "Don't be like this, I'm not a child anymore."

Wen Lan looked at him.

He said in a stiff tone again: "I know what I'm doing, don't treat me like a child."

"So I didn't embarrass myself in these things I did." Song Chengjun watched her chest rise and fall a few times before suppressing the churning emotions in his heart, and said in a hoarse voice: "I also follow my heart, and I will not quit."

After he finished speaking, he left Wen Lan and left alone. His back was decisive without any hesitation.It's just that the lowered eyes are still red, and he has to work hard to maintain his expressionless face. He wants to become famous quickly, grow up quickly, and reach the height that can be called an "adult", and Wen Lan side by side.

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Xia Le quickly caught up with Li Qi, Li Qi had already turned around and opened the bathroom cubicle to go in and vomited, Xia Le knocked on the door anxiously outside, "Are you okay, Li Qi, do you want to go to the hospital? I'll go with you Hospital to see?"

Li Qi stayed inside for quite a while before coming out with a pale face. He rinsed his mouth in front of the sink and splashed a few handfuls of cold water on his face. He looked a little better, but his voice was still a little weak: "It's okay, I'll be fine in a while."

Xia Le stepped forward and touched his forehead, worried: "No, you have a little fever, I'm calling Zong Feilai, you have to go to the hospital..."

Li Qi stopped him and said, "No, I'm fine, just take a rest and sleep."

Xia Le refused, and wanted to use her mobile phone to make a call. Li Qi reached out to hug him, put his head on his chest and said, "I don't want to go to the hospital, you know I don't like that."

Xia Le pursed his lips and said nothing, he was hesitating in his heart.

Li Qi said again: "Xia Le, I'm out of strength, you can carry me back to the dormitory."

Xia Le struggled to look at him, but nodded in agreement. He squatted down and let Li Qi lie on his back, and walked back to the dormitory step by step with him on his back. Li Qi's head was on his shoulder, breathing steadily, like It's been a long time, and I can finally catch my breath.