I didn't mean to fight for favor

The surface and smooth design quietly exudes its charm.

"Your?" Xu Gen turned to ask him.

Cheng Xi smiled embarrassedly, "Well, I started practicing when I was very young."

Xu Gen held back a word for a long time, and finally said, "It's pretty good, it cultivates sentiment."

Cheng Xi guessed that he wanted to say that people should not be judged by their appearance, and it was completely impossible to see that he had artistic cells and characteristics of an artistic person.

Xu Gen asked him, "Can I hear you play a song?"

Cheng Xi put down the drumstick, "Of course."

Cheng Xi straightened his back, and lightly placed his hands on the black and white keys.

Many years later, Xu Gen would often think of today's scene at night. Cheng Xi was sitting on the piano bench, with white curtains hanging in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows next to him. Light and sometimes soothing, the more time passes, the clearer each elegant and delicate detail will be.

The boy in front of the piano lost his impetuosity and immaturity in an instant, and was immersed in his own world with a smile on his lips. He thought, probably Cheng Xi himself didn't know how attractive he was when he was concentrating.

Xu Gen couldn't help but licked his lips.

After the song was over, Cheng Xi gently moved his hand away, and turned into the frisky Cheng Xi that Xu Gen was familiar with again.

It seemed that even the chicken legs were fascinated by it, and they raised their heads without saying a word.

Xu Gen looked at Cheng Xi as if he had discovered a new treasure, "What song is this?"

Forgive him for his lack of research on music.

——"Shandandan flowers are in full bloom."

Even such folk songs, which have been introduced to thousands of households, cannot be heard.

Xu Gen only knew how to use his poor vocabulary to boast: "Okay, it's really nice."

I didn't expect the piano solo of traditional folk songs to be so good, as beautiful as falling into a sea of ​​flowers.

When Xu Gen was sent away, Cheng Tian didn't know which room he got out of, and even Zhao Minshu, who was like a Siamese twin with his father, came out.

Cheng Xi looked at the little chicken leg in his arms a little apologetically, "Dad, can our family have a dog? The chicken leg is very good, isn't it a chicken leg? Call grandpa."

The chicken leg immediately yelled twice in high spirits.

Cheng Tian had nothing to do with Cheng Xi, since he liked Cheng Xi, he would not stop him.

On the contrary, Zhao Minshu gave a strange gasp, "Isn't this Japanese?"

Cheng Tian asked strangely: "What's wrong?"

"It's a hard-to-find breed in China. You can see how straight it looks."

The little chicken leg seemed to understand that Uncle Mei in front of him was praising him, and proudly straightened out the little chicken breast.

Cheng Xi didn't doubt the credibility of Xu Gen's words at all, "Xu Gen said he picked it up in the garage, good luck."

Zhao Minshu seemed to understand something, and smiled meaningfully, "Well, luck is good."

In fact, Xu Gen did get this dog from Japan at a huge price. After two days, he never found a suitable opportunity to give it to Cheng Xi, so he temporarily kept the puppy by his side. Cheng Xi once lost a coat to him. There, he would tease the puppy with that coat every day, and put the coat in the dog's den to make him a mattress.

After a long time, the puppy has long been familiar with Cheng Xi's smell, and it's no wonder that when he saw Cheng Xi himself, the little guy immediately wagged his tail when he saw the intimacy of his long-lost relatives.

14. Use violence to control violence...

Cheng Xi thought about many kinds of his difficult and domineering sister, and knew how he would react after he directed a good engagement scene.

Crying, making trouble, and hanging himself?Or scold yourself half to death behind your back?

But he didn't expect Cheng Rongrong to ask someone to go to school to teach him a lesson.

When he was hit in the back with a stick and dragged into the alley, he guessed who did the good thing.

But Cheng Rongrong guessed the beginning but didn't guess the end. Who knows that Cheng Xi is also a fighter. His shots are definitely not wild, but serious and well-trained, because he used to go through life and death with Xu Gen, and he didn't have any means of self-protection. How to do it.Of course, with his abilities alone, it was a bit of a stretch to say that he wanted to protect Xu Gen, because there were too many people who wanted to protect Xu Gen, and it was not his turn.

However, thinking about it now, it can't be said that he didn't have the idea of ​​wanting to impress Xu Gen and treat him as a national scholar.

Thinking about it now, some people find it absurd. When a person’s purpose of survival becomes completely for another person, he will inevitably become a vassal, and to put it simply and crudely, it means losing his independent personality.

In an unequal relationship, it is unrealistic to talk about feelings.

Because once the feelings from one side are too humble and easy, then it becomes a matter of course, so how can we talk about achieving positive results?

Sure enough... too naive.

It must have been over-brainwashed by Cheng Bin's viral attack on power-climbing theory, resulting in rigid thinking.

With a weird smile on his face, Cheng Xi is gearing up and ready to go, so let him make up for his mistakes, your brother-in-law, my uncle will make revolutions, defend rights, go on strike, and form anti-excessive labor organizations... and Also, that time he had a safety accident at work that resulted in his accidental death. As the boss, shouldn’t he be responsible, (⊙v⊙) huh?

The gangsters were startled when they saw Cheng Xi's eyes suddenly glowing green when he was lying on the ground. Is this a normal person's reaction to being beaten? !

A group of people held up iron bars, intending to intimidate Cheng Xi in accordance with international conventions, verbally insulting him, causing psychological panic and pressure, and further committing physical atrocities.

"It's not wrong for your kid to fall under Grandpa's hands. You took money from people to eliminate disasters for others, and you suffered a lot. In the future, you shouldn't touch people you shouldn't provoke, you understand?"

Unexpectedly, Cheng Xi jumped up like a normal person and snatched Huang Maotou's iron rod with his hands, and before he finished speaking, he gave Huang Mao a good beating.

After finishing the work, he boldly wiped his nose that was injured by dragging before. Looking at the back of his hand, he saw the nosebleed in his hand, and felt that there was still gurgling liquid flowing down his nasal cavity.

He looked at the people around him with a fierce look in his eyes. A little nosebleed is a trivial matter, but he knows that he has a problem with his nose. It would be embarrassing if it was planted due to excessive blood loss.

He is not too wordy. Cheng Xi raised his cold weapon and went up, sweeping the enemy's lower body. With his backhand, he used the sharpest notch in the iron pipe to knock down the thug who was trying to attack from behind. Unable to dodge flexibly, relying on his good skills, he was about to attack the most vulnerable place of human beings - the brainstem. Cheng Xi dodged sideways, as if calculated by a computer, and accurately caught the little man before he could retract it. directly hit his kneecap with an iron rod, to ensure that he would hit with every blow, and the opponent had no power to fight back for the time being.

After finishing this series of intense exercises, Cheng Xi was drenched in sweat, his dirty clothes were mixed with blood, and he was in a mess. Panting heavily, he pointed an iron rod at a group of punks who had fallen to the ground and said: "I don't care who took the money from you. You don't need to think about it and you know that the other party is a no-brainer."

The gangster in charge of public relations and outreach was stunned, eh?The little girl who gave them the money also said the same thing—"Don't talk nonsense when you meet, and give him a hard lesson, the other party is just a little bastard with no brains and no conscience."

When he wanted to ask something else, the little girl had already left in disgust, and before she disappeared, she said, "Don't use your brains, I'll be able to make you feel overwhelmed when I come here."

They are not vegetarians either. Can they finish this business with dedication and dedication?

Unexpectedly, the employer is not a vegetarian, and the person in front of him is simply a cannibal.

They cried out in a hurry, "Brother, please forgive me, this little one knows everything and can't stop talking—"

See, this is the normal reaction of ordinary people to being threatened by force, even if the perpetrator encounters a more powerful threat of force, not everyone is as weird as Cheng Xi.

"When we meet again, I remember to take a detour." After speaking, Cheng Xi was very majestic and majestic, strode away with a sense of martial arts pride and disappeared at the end of the alley, while a group of low-level thugs wailed and silently watched the heroic figure go away , From then on, I realized that the strike must be quick, precise and ruthless, and those bullshit international convention language threats are all prepared for cannon fodder.

But the truth is, Cheng Xi covered his nose and turned his head up and quickly ran away. He just doesn't like to show off his intelligence. Do you really think he is stupid?

The nosebleed was still flowing, leaking between his fingers like a faucet that he forgot to turn on. He ran to a crowded place before remembering to call for help. He touched his pocket and found that his phone had been stolen Take it away immediately.

He really hated his teeth, and he didn't dare to go back to the school like this to be a target for others. The continuous blood made him dizzy, so he had to block his nose and walk all the way. He knew that Xu Gen had a house near the school. He can only find it by memory.

People behave strangely in critical situations, and they will subconsciously call for help from the person they trust. It may not be the most reliable, but it is the first one that comes to mind.

And Xu Gen was such a person who, in Cheng Xi's mind, was in an awkward position.

When Cheng Xi ran to the door of Xu Gen's house, his vision was as blurry as the snowflakes on the TV. He smashed the security door of Xu Gen's house with his fist. He knew it was a symptom of excessive blood loss. He waited for a long time but no one answered the door. I was so disappointed in my heart, I thought to myself that when I need you, you don't know where you are, how can I let people call you brother Gen with peace of mind.

He weighed the feasibility of other methods in his mind.

One, knocking on the door next door may scare the other party.

Second, go downstairs to borrow