Mr. Rabbit Paper who fell into the spider's web

Dong Xiqian lay on the bed and closed his eyes for a long time, but still couldn't sleep. He opened his eyes and searched for Yang Xiaoguai's figure, and saw that he was not sitting on the bookshelf reading a book as usual, but was squatting on the desk not knowing what to do and having a great time. , so he called him, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Yang Xiaoguai was taken aback and almost kicked the phone out. He turned his back to block the phone in a panic, and accidentally stepped on a shortcut key with his foot, and the screen immediately jumped into the form of recording.

Yang Xiaoguai anxiously clutched her belly and tried to make her voice normal, "Is there... what's the matter?"

Seeing his flawed performance, Dong Xi looked at him suspiciously for a moment and said slowly, "I'm bored, what's there for fun?"

"Uh..." Yang Xiaoguai looked around and wanted to find something interesting to prevaricate him as soon as possible, his gaze stayed on the sparkling piano for a few seconds, and he pointed at it decisively and suggested, "Why don't we play the piano?"

Dong Xi immediately looked at him with disdain, "Is your brain broken by me just now? I don't even have fingers to play the piano! Boy, are you prevaricating me with just one thing?"

Seeing that his anger was about to burst out, Yang Xiaoguai quickly denied it, "No! I mean... I'll play with you!"

This time Dong Xi immediately changed his gaze to hell, "What are you flicking with four fingers? Don't you think Remi Faso?"

Yang Xiaoguai also felt that it was a little unrealistic, but since he said that if he was discouraged like this, he would not only be scolded by him, but also couldn't find other substitutes.

"How do you know if you don't try? You're idle anyway." Taking advantage of Dong Xi's gaze fixed on the piano, he hurriedly jumped off the desk and trotted all the way, climbing up the stool and bouncing on the soft cushion , "Come here quickly! Come quickly!"

Dong Xi really had nothing to do, so he reluctantly got out of bed and walked over lazily. He raised the lid and looked at the neat row of white keys, feeling a sense of familiarity spontaneously.

Yang Xiaoguai watched him staring at the keys in a daze, thinking that he was aroused, but he suddenly turned around and walked to another place, only to see him climb up the chair in front of the desk and take the pen and paper, holding the pen holder with both hands with difficulty He didn’t know what was written on the paper. A few minutes later, he jumped off the chair and came over to hand the paper to himself, “You can’t read the music score, so I wrote down the keys you should press later, with the numbers on them and you can write them yourself. Let me count them all."

Yang Xiaoguai stared at the paper and could barely understand it. The numbers on it were close together and he could get them at once. Although he didn't know if it was arranged this way on purpose, he still felt a little happy in his heart.

"If it's so simple and you play it wrong, I'll kill you!"

The emotion at that moment dissipated immediately, "...Oh."

Dong Xi was sitting on the chair and put his hands lightly on the keys. Yang Xiaoguai hurriedly climbed to the top of the tilted cover and was ready to jump down to press the keys at any time. Yang Xiaoguai was smashed with his hand, "Who are you! Follow my rhythm and get ready..."

"Boom!" "Aw!"

"Boom!" "Shit!"

"Boom!" "Damn!"

Dong Xi stood up abruptly, pinched the little spider that had stepped on his hand three times, and warned darkly: "Do you want to die?"

The little spider didn't dare to move while being hung in mid-air, and grabbed his belly guiltily, "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Dong Xi threw him back on the piano cover, "If you don't get the tune right again, I'll throw you in the fountain outside to take a bath!"

Yang Xiaoguai was taught the lesson and remembered the rhythm even more tremblingly. This time, although the notes could not be connected, he could barely hear that it was a song. He jumped up happily and stepped on two notes, " It's Happy Birthday!"

"Yeah." Dong Xi touched the keys with a very indifferent tone, "Today is my birthday."

Yang Xiaoguai's bouncing movements froze, and she reacted slowly and said "Huh?" in surprise, "Today...today is your birthday?! Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Dong Xi casually picked up the sheet music and revised it, "I don't have as strong a concept of birthdays as you guys, so just go through it casually, come on, let's play another piece."

"No!" Yang Xiaoguai looked very angry, "It's my birthday! Although I don't have anyone to celebrate my birthday, but my own festival should be celebrated well, right? Come on, let's practice this happy birthday song again !"

Dong Xi hugged his chest impatiently and didn't plan to play, "What are you practicing! I'm so bored!"

Yang Xiaoguai knew that he was feeling awkward, so she jumped off the keys and hugged his fluffy arms, before he could throw herself off, she hurriedly said: "But I really want to learn one! Just as a teacher teach me, okay?"

Dong Xi felt that the bright red color hanging on his arm was too conspicuous, so he turned his head and said impatiently, "It's up to you!"

Yang Xiaoguai jumped back to the piano cover happily, and stared at Dong Xi expectantly. Dong Xi snorted and reluctantly played the piece again.

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