Korean entertainment strategy game

Dongyang closed his eyes and continued to test the sound, feeling the sound quality of each note one by one, ignoring the little boy who suddenly appeared.

However, she still recalled it carefully, but she couldn't recall any information about this boy who seemed to be six or seven years old.

It was only later that Dongyang found out that this little boy was called Song Zhiyi, and he was a violin student in the big class, while her small class was full of beginners, like her.

Because the first meeting was not pleasant, and the subsequent development is definitely...

In Dongyang's eyes, Song Zhiyi is just a little brat with a bigger fart. Although he looks like his family is definitely well-off and he is very handsome, but...as a strange aunt at heart, she just can't like it.Faced with Song Zhiyi's provocations from time to time later, Dong Yang would mostly choose to ignore them.

I'm really sorry, she has a very introverted personality in this shell.Moreover, this person is not her target, so... goodbye.

Dongyang is a hardworking person. She usually arrives early for violin lessons three times a week, and then stays in the classroom after class to wait for Han Shanhui to pack and take away.As for Song Zhiyi's behavior of arriving earlier and leaving later, but always crossing from another class to Dongyang's small class, Dongyang still ignored his attitude.

After all, facing a person who is squinting and sarcastic at every turn, if you want to make him jump in a hurry without any effort, "ignoring" is the best way to hit people.

As for Song Zhiyi's eyes, Dongyang is a very cold and narrow-minded person at first glance.Although everyone always said that she is very introverted and that she looks cute when she smiles, Song Zhiyi is very unconvinced. How is she cute?Always closing his eyes as if he were a mass of air, no manners at all!He also apologized to her later... But the next day, he couldn't help but go to the interest class earlier and stood in front of the door of the small class. When he grasped the headstock and bow... the ear-piercing sound made him laugh out subconsciously.

Then he remembered that Dongyang had glanced at him, and then lowered his eyelids and stopped looking at him.

And it was the same after that.

His behavior at that time may be like many people, just like not getting other people's attention, and finally relying on doing bad things to attract her attention.Song Zhiyi, who grew up, could only smile at this method, but at this time, Douding version Song Zhiyi never tires of it.

"Why do you play the violin so badly? It's my first time learning the violin, and it didn't take me long to be able to play a piece." Obviously it took a lot of time.

"You are too round, fleshy like a meat bun, but I hate eating meat buns the most!" Mingming gnawed happily.

two months later.

Song Zhiyi: "That... this is for you, Roubaozi."

Dongyang did not go to see Song Zhiyi, but continued to practice the piano.

Seeing that Dongyang ignored him, Song Zhiyi was a little annoyed, but in the end he still left the birthday present at her feet. "In short, I hope that the meat buns will not become huge meat buns when they grow up."

After finishing this kind of not-so-good birthday greeting, Song Zhiyi turned around and walked out.

He talked a lot, not to mention Song Zhiyi himself, even the people around him were used to it.This caused the people in the cram school with him to think that Song Zhiyi really hated Dongyang, and even came up with some ghostly ideas to punish him.They are all children of seven or eight years old. They can practice piano patiently all day long, but they are also active.

Song Zhiyi did not agree to those prank games, but the gift he was going to give Dongyang that day...

I don't know where the little boys found a dead little mouse, and even dropped the pink bow that Song Zhiyi bought.

Song Zhiyi didn't know, and Dongyang didn't even know.

Dongyang packed up the piano box as usual and waited for Han Shanhui in the classroom.Probably because today is her birthday, Han Huishan brought the cake early and stood waiting for her at the door.

Therefore, when Song Zhiyi hesitated for a while and came to the door of the small class, there was already an empty room inside.

"It's hard... I want to say happy birthday to Roubaozi..." he whispered.

……

After a while, Han Huishan led Dongyang back home by bus.

"Daddy will go home to celebrate your birthday today, are you happy?" Han Shanhui put the cake on the table.

Dongyang glanced at the chocolate cake and nodded: "Happy."

Seeing Dongyang looking straight at the cake, Han Shanhui smiled and said: "Not yet, we have to wait for Dad to watch TV for a while." Because it is my daughter's birthday, she can be pampered for such a day. "Mom, let's make something delicious now."

"it is good."

Dongyang picked up the small schoolbag, thinking how long has it been since he had eaten such an exquisite snack as cake?Since I came to this world, it is good to eat fruit once in a while, but now I can have my family to celebrate my birthday... very good.Thinking of this, Dongyang returned to his room.She habitually opened the small turtle schoolbag, reached out and touched it, and her hand gave a pause, and then she took out a small gift box from it.

A small white box, square and square, with a ribbon on it.

This is a birthday present.

Dongyang squinted his eyes and raised the corners of his lips slightly. It seemed that Song Zhiyi wasn't too bad a child.

Untiing the ribbon, Dongyang opened the box.

"..."

Hello gift, goodbye gift.

Dongyang, who was about to close the lid and throw away the box, paused for a moment.I have to say, that villain Song Zhiyi...is too deceitful.

Dongyang stretched out two fingers and pinched the little white mouse lying in the box that seemed to have died a long time ago. Uh... it feels slightly elastic, and it seems to be a real mouse.

Sure enough, he still has a child's heart, although the means are slightly low-level.But it was enough to scare a little girl.

Sighing and closing the box, Dongyang didn't deal with the little mouse immediately, but put the box into a small bag.She went out again, wiped the soap and washed her hands before coming to the kitchen.

At this time, Han Shanhui was wearing an apron and making the kelp soup that she would drink on her birthday. After taking a sip, she felt that it was a little salty, so she frowned and turned around to add some water. When she saw her daughter standing beside her, she immediately said patiently: "This is the kitchen. The place is very dangerous, it's easy to get burned, Yang Yang can go to the living room."

Dongyang's height is that of a small bean, she stood on tiptoe and stretched out her lotus-like arms to hug Han Shanhui's thigh. "Mom, where did you buy that cake?"

Seeing her daughter's face with round eyes and head upturned, Han Shanhui was killed instantly, so she turned off the fire and picked Dongyang up and walked to the living room.She put Dongyang on the sofa and said: "I bought it from the cake shop on the street of the hobby class. What's the matter?"

"There are small cakes made of animals or not."

"It seems that I have seen it before."

The next day, Han Shanhui sent her to the interest class in advance at Dongyang's request and left.But Dong Yang, who was about to take out his violin as if he was going to practice, stood up and walked out of the interest class building with a small turtle schoolbag on his back.On the way here, she asked the direction of the cake shop. Han Shanhui didn't suspect him, but thought her daughter liked to eat yesterday's cake, so she told her the way.

But how could a normal person think that a little girl who just passed her fourth birthday would want to buy a cake by herself.

When Dongyang opened the door of the cake shop, there was a short and crisp bell ringing at the door.

A man in his thirties stood at the cashier in a white uniform and said with a smile, "Welcome!" Seeing a well-behaved and cute little bun, who was only three or four years old, come into the store, the man was stunned.

Dongyang stepped on the small leather shoes and walked to the counter, but it was a pity that her height could not reach the counter at all.

"Brother, can you hug me and sit up?"

Man: "...call me uncle."

"Thank you brother."

"..." This hasn't come up yet.

The man sighed, thinking about which beautiful child he probably lost.Thinking of this, he hugged Dongyang to the counter and said, "Where's your mother?"

"Mom asked me to come in first to pick out the cake, and said that I would come right away." Dongyang was still careful, after all, his body was too small, so it's better to take precautions. "Brother, does the store sell desserts in the shape of small animals?"

"Call me uncle..."

"handsome guy."

"...Okay." It looked a little helpless, but the man's mood was unavoidable. It turned out that he was still very young!Children's words are always true!The man grinned, "There are cakes in the shape of small animals. Whatever you want, you can find them in the window over there."

"Well, I want to buy a mouse-style one, and the cream should be made of white condensed milk. I hope the bread inside should be a little harder, with thick tomato sauce on it."

The man's smile froze. "...not in this store."

"You can have this." Dongyang poised Baozi's face.

"...This is really not there." The man wiped his sweat.

"Brother, I know that brother can do it. Can you make it for me? I really want this. En? En?" Dongyang shamelessly began to act cute, using the hardware of his body to the extreme, and even crossed his hands Horizontal in front of her, only the big eyes like grapes are exposed.

"..."

It's shameful to be cute.Also, guest, your taste is too curious!

However, the man who is the owner and part-time baker still compromised.

In the end, Dongyang walked out with a bag containing the mouse dessert that the man copied out temporarily.The man probably saw that she took loose money, so he knew that it was Dongyang's daily pocket money.He even said that, in fact...he really doesn't need these pocket money!But under Dongyang's insistence, the man finally accepted the money.

Until Dongyang stepped out of the door with short legs, the man even breathed a sigh of relief.What a difficult little ancestor.Although she looks cute, but... she is so difficult to deal with at a young age, and she doesn't know what it will be like when she grows up.

But in fact, Dongyang, who looks cute and lolita now, is a weird aunt with a strong taste in her heart, and she doesn't need to grow up to be a whole person.

At this time, Dong Yang, who returned to the interest class, tightened the little turtle schoolbag on his shoulders, stood at the door of the small class and bowed to the teacher in apology: "I'm sorry."

The teacher had just started class, and saw that the little girl who was always the first to practice piano in the classroom was standing at the door apologizing, so she didn't say much. "Come in. Classes begin now."

Although it was a lot of time in advance for her mother to send her to the interest class, the time to make the cake was still somewhat delayed.Dongyang bowed again before entering the class and sitting down.

"Beginners, fingering is very important. Also, you must maintain a state of meditation."

……

The time for a class was over soon, and when the break time came, many children gathered together.And Dongyang came to the door of the big class with his tortoise schoolbag on his back.

This was the first time that Dongyang came to the gate of the big class. Seeing Dongyang, several children immediately shouted at Song Zhiyi who was practicing the piano: "That idiot is here to find you!"

Hate?

Song Zhiyi raised his head curiously, seeing Dongyang standing at the door looking at him, he immediately stood up.She, why did she come here?

And... she's not a nuisance...

At this moment, Song Zhiyi put down the piano with a bit of trepidation, such an older child imitated the father at home and subconsciously adjusted the bow around his neck.He coughed twice before saying, "You, what do you want me for?"

While speaking, her heart beat faster and faster.

Dongyang smiled at everyone, then took the turtle schoolbag behind him to the front, and took out a small white box.

The sharp-eyed children have already seen that this is the box they dropped yesterday. "That box wasn't yesterday..."

Just when everyone was puzzled, Dongyang opened the box, took out the "little white mouse" inside, brought it to his mouth, and took a bite with an expression of enjoyment, and the "mouse's head" was bitten off immediately , A stream of "blood" sprayed out, all sprayed on Dongyang's lips and teeth.She even showed her eight "bloody" teeth and smiled at everyone.

"It's very yummy……"

"..." Damn it.The friends seemed to be stunned.

"Wow!!"

Some wiped the corners of their eyes as if trying to see if it was a real mouse just now, and some cried out loud.In a class of nine boys, most of them were crying with tears and snot flying all over the place.

This girl is really cruel...

When the teacher of the big class arrived, he saw a very young girl who was not in her class crying and hiccupping.Seeing her coming, he hugged her leg and pointed to a dead mouse on the ground, "Wuuuu... Teacher, they are good or bad... bad people... scare me..."

The crying boys cried even louder, who the hell is wrong!Whether this girl is really bad or bad, she even beat her up, and she didn't take her so quickly if she changed her face!

Afterwards things were much simpler.The students in the big class were punished to stand collectively, because they had indeed let the little mouse go, and they admitted it while sobbing, so they were punished to stand.But no one believed what they said, that Dongyang ate a small white mouse.

And Song Zhiyi didn't speak from the beginning to the end.If you look closely, you can also find that his complexion is not very good-looking.

He clearly gave...a bowknot.

But he couldn't say this to Dongyang, so he went abroad quickly because of the family situation.

At that time, Song Zhiyi, who was flying to the United States on the plane, stared blankly at the increasingly smaller scenery in mid-air, pursed his lips, and tightly held the bow tie that everyone gave him after Dongyang left that day crying. .