After being dressed as cannon fodder, I tear up the script

Song Jingxi didn't know what Gao Shedu and Xing Wenkang said.

He only saw the expression on Xing Wenkang's face, which gradually turned cold from manic at the beginning.

Finally calmed down, he returned the phone to himself.

After Song Jingxi got the phone, he blinked nervously, since Xing Wenkang didn't deliberately block his arm and got out.

"Don't worry about him, go to a crowded place now."

Gao She changed his indifferent tone towards Xing Wenkang, and became considerate and gentle, "He won't touch you anymore, don't be afraid."

Song Jingxi obediently walked towards the exit of the garden, and at the same time looked back at Xing Wenkang worriedly, and found that the man had been standing there without moving, with his back turned to him and facing the wall.

Song Jingxi was worried that the hero would really be turned into a eunuch by herself, and at the same time felt relieved.

Who told him not to know what to do with himself.

But if the hero really has something good or bad, he will die a miserable death, right?

In a daze, Song Jingxi heard Gao She ask again, "Do you need me to come?"

"Ah," Song Jingxi said, "No need, he didn't catch up. I'll just go and find my brother later, so I won't disturb your work."

The conversation between the two ends here.

Song Jingxi heard the silence on the other end of the phone for three seconds, and just when he thought Gao She had hung up the phone, Gao She's voice came out from the receiver again, "Well, then, goodbye."

"Okay," Song Jingxi said hurriedly, "see you next time."

Song Jingxi vaguely felt that Gao She's goodbye was mixed with some anger, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't find out the reason why Gao She was angry.

In the end, Song Jingxi just thought that he had heard it wrong.

"Xiaoxi, what's the matter? You're in a panic."

When Song Ying came out of the main house, he saw Song Jingxi looking nervous and looking back from time to time, as if some wolves and leopards were behind him, so he held his arm worriedly, "What's wrong?"

Song Jingxi was wondering whether to tell Song Ying about Xing Wenkang's desire to kiss her just now, but after thinking about it, she finally shut up.

He knew that Song Ying would definitely believe what he said, and would definitely stand on his side.

When Song Ying took himself back from the male lead, he had already confronted the male lead.

This elder brother is the best person to him since he was in the book, so he can't let Song Ying take this risk again.

He couldn't let Song Ying show up again.

If Xing Wenkang not only hated himself, but also hated Shang Song Ying, it would be over.

Song Jingxi shook his head, fearing that Xing Wenkang would follow, so he took Song Ying with him and left, asking, "Where are you going?"

Song Ying looked at the intimate handshake of the two, and his heart was blissful. He had never imagined getting along with Song Jingxi like this without any grievances before.

"I didn't want to go anywhere, but I saw that you were gone, so I came out to have a look," Song Ying said, "Grandpa is looking for you, and he wants to tell you something."

"Tell me?"

Song Jingxi didn't know what Song Changan wanted to say to him. Could it be that he wanted to ask himself why he suddenly knew how to play the piano?

This……

"Grandpa looked happy, he probably wants to reward you something, and nothing unpleasant will happen if you talk well for a while." Song Ying said, "By the way, Mom, she will come back in the afternoon, and we will live in the old house tonight. , go back tomorrow?"

Song Changan specially arranged a banquet in the morning and a family dinner in the evening.

Zhao Shihua didn't come back in the morning, so she happened to be in time for the family dinner in the evening.

Song Jingxi hasn't met Zhao Shihua yet, although he has seen it in the photos on the website, but if he really sees her, he has to call her mom.

Song Jingxi didn't really want to see these family members, he could almost sense Zhao Shihua's attitude towards him from Song Jianye's attitude.

Song Jingxi's sudden silence made Song Ying's high spirits drop a bit, "Xiaoxi? If you don't want to live here, brother will take you back to the community at night."

"Ah, no." Song Jingxi smiled, "I listen to my brother."

If you stay in the Song family for one more minute, you will receive one more minute of stares.

Song Jingxi has a deep understanding of this.

The original owner didn't have the protection of Song Ying before, and he didn't know how a person survived.

Maybe he didn't get through it in the first place, so his personality was distorted like that.

Song Ying couldn't help but look at him a few more times. In the past, Song Jingxi didn't show his emotions very much in front of outsiders, but these days, Song Jingxi's expressions are so rich that people can't help but pay attention and feel distressed.

The people in the hall had already left, the tables and chairs were lined up with wine and water on both sides, the air was filled with the sweet scent of wine and the gaudy scent of flowers.

Goblets filled with champagne and red wine are piled up like a tower, exuding a crystal clear but not too soft luster under the dazzling crystal lights on the ceiling.

The scene of pushing glasses and changing glasses before seemed to be still in sight, but at this moment the hall was empty, with only a dozen servants walking back and forth to clean up the mess after the reception.

The piano was also pushed aside.

Song Jingxi only took one more look, and Song Ying noticed it, "Like piano?"

He didn't ask himself when he learned the piano, nor did he ask who he learned the piano from.

Empathy is over the top.

Song Jingxi shook his head, "No, I just took a look."

Song Ying looked at Song Jingxi's back, then glanced at the piano in the corner, and then thought about something and followed.

Song Jingxi stood at the stairs on the second floor and waited for Song Ying to come over. After Song Ying reached the second floor, he turned around and said, "Grandpa is on the third floor."

Song Changan's study is on the second floor, where he would stay there in the past.

The third floor... what a good place?

Song Jingxi had just reached the corner of the third floor when he heard many voices coming from the end of the corridor.

There is a corner at the end, which cuts off the scene at the other end.

Song Jingxi was puzzled but didn't ask. After Song Ying led him there, he found many people standing at the end of the corridor.

They were brothers and sisters of the same age as him, and there were a few of them who were particularly familiar.

Song Muchen was standing among that group of people.

He lowered his head, his hair covered his face, Song Jingxi couldn't see his expression, but saw the scenery outside the window through his shoulders and neck.

At the end there is a platform with a wide view, and a transparent glass room extends out from the side. The sun shines warmly on the white screen window, which is elegant and quiet.

Song Jingxi looked at Song Ying suspiciously, but Song Ying just walked to the door of the glass room and pushed open the door, "Xiaoxi, come here."

Song Jingxi has now learned to ignore the eyes of the people around him looking at him. He walks up to Song Ying like no one else, and walks into the glass room through the opened door.

Song Ying didn't follow him in, and before the door in his hand was completely closed, Song Jingxi heard another whisper coming from outside the door.

The glass room is not very big, but it looks very spacious because you can see the scenery outside at a glance.

The wind lifted the white gauze pasted on the glass window, and a cold wind gushed into the warm room instantly.

Song Jingxi saw a white piano in the corner, and Song Changan was sitting on that white piano chair.

"Come on, come here."

He heard Song Chang'an's voice mixed with a touch of tenderness that shouldn't have appeared on him, and he was completely different from the one at the banquet before.

Song Jingxi was a little nervous, wondering if he had exposed something, so now he could only go by as told, stood still in front of him, and called out softly, "Grandpa."

Song Changan's fingers slid across the keys, and a crisp sound came out, "You just played the tune, now play it again for me to hear."

"Eh?"

The smooth notes come from the undisguised transparent room, like the mountain breeze, clear and sweet.

Those people standing outside heard the sound of the piano, and burst into a few small exclamations, "That was grandma's favorite piano when she was alive, and no one has ever touched it..."

A: "Song Jingxi doesn't know what kind of good luck he picked up. Why does grandpa favor him in his heart?"

B: "I have to say, Song Jingxi plays really well. If you can play the piano, you should go in and compete with Song Jingxi."

A: "Who doesn't know that after grandma leaves, this piano room is a forbidden area. If you dare to enter, grandpa will definitely break your legs."

"I don't know where Song Jingxi's tricks come from, so he deserves it?"

"It's really simple to turn a pheasant into a phoenix."

Song Yang listened for a long time, and now he couldn't help but said, "I think he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger before, just waiting for this good show. Why do you think grandpa called us all over today?" , isn’t it just telling us that Song Jingxi can ride on our heads and play wild? You still dare to talk nonsense, so be careful that he hears it and sue in front of grandpa, who will break your legs one by one.”

"Brother Song Yang, what you said..."

"Hush, brother Song Ying is here."

Song Ying had just left, and now he came back from nowhere, as soon as he appeared, everyone dared not speak again.

"Song Muchen, come out with me."

Song Ying only appeared for a while, and left after clicking on Song Muchen's name.

Everyone was puzzled, looking at Song Muchen's leaving back, they always felt that something unlucky was about to happen to Song Muchen.

In the past, Song Muchen was very prosperous in the Song family, everyone knew how he bullied Song Jingxi behind his back, but no one exposed it.

During this time, Song Jingxi was in the limelight. The word "unlucky" was originally reserved for Song Jingxi, but now it was applied to Song Muchen instead.

Not all of them are all joking, and some people are frightened.

After all, they also played tricks on Song Jingxi. Today is Song Muchen, will it be his turn tomorrow?

Who would have thought that Song Jingxi would be able to stand up one day.

Song Muchen walked out from the crowd, raised his head proudly, unwillingly.

"Stand here first." Walking to the door of the side hall, Song Ying stood still, "Wait for Grandpa to come down, you should reflect on yourself."

Song Muchen's palms were slightly sweaty, but his mouth was still stiff, "We are the same generation, why did you educate me? What did I do?"

Song Ying just stopped, looked at him coldly, and his clear voice became a little low, "Today's banquet with the pianist is such a big deal, do you think paper can hold the fire?"

Song Muchen was startled, his pupils shrank, and his legs almost went limp.