As time passed, Da Meng's new mobile phone suddenly received an unfamiliar phone number: "Is it Mr. Meng?" I'm Laurent! ”

Da Meng's tone did not fluctuate: "Is there something wrong?" ”

Luo Lang's tone was a little embarrassed to explain: "A few days ago, I didn't ask for leave and missed a class, I wanted to ask if you could help me make it up?" ”

Da Meng raised his eyebrows, although Luo Lang's talent in the piano is good, but his focus and love for the piano is far inferior to Sun Yiyi, this time he will take the initiative to ask himself to give him a make-up lesson, which makes Da Meng feel a little strange. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Da Meng thought for a while, thinking that the other party was reluctant to give up the hundreds of oceans, so he opened his mouth to explain: "I have already written down the last lesson for you, and it is not counted in your course. ”

"Not really!"

Luo Lang shook his head, and his tone suddenly became resolute: "I'm afraid that I will fall behind this week's class, and my progress will be slower than others." ”

Dameng's expression moved slightly, and he didn't know what stimulation the other party had gone through during this time, and he had become so hard all of a sudden!?

It's a pity that the other party's change did not attract Dameng's attention, and he still said in a cold tone: "I don't have the habit of helping others to make up for additional lessons, and the piano needs more than the help of outsiders, and it needs to be studied by yourself, if you don't want to fall behind, just practice more by yourself!" ”

While speaking, Da Meng was about to hang up the phone, and Luo Lang explained anxiously: "Teacher Meng, I really want to learn piano from you, can you help me?" ”

"Huh!?"

Da Meng's brows furrowed, and he found that Luo Lang seemed to be deliberately luring him over.

After Da Meng pondered for a moment, he finally sighed as if compromised: "Only this time will not be an example!" ”

The reason why Dameng made such a decision was mainly to see what the hell this little ghost wanted to do.

Anyway, it's not because of Mo Jiawen!

Luo Lang's tone was full of joy and gratitude: "Thank you, Teacher Meng!" Thank you! ”

Then, Luo Lang told Dameng's address and asked a few words before hanging up the phone.

"This little devil can't be playing on me for something!?"

Da Meng squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then left the house, only to find that Zhou Shihan's car was still parked around the corner.

Just these days, Zhou Shihan has lived directly with Aunt Liu, and Da Meng also invited the other party home for a meal.

However, since that incident, Zhou Shihan has never had a good face for Dameng.

Da Meng didn't call Zhou Shihan to trouble him, took the bus to Pucheng, and then found Luo Lang's community according to the address given by the other party.

When he arrived at the gate of the community, Da Meng You called Luo Lang.

After a while, Luo Langxing hurriedly walked out, with a smile on his face with red lips and white teeth, and his words were cordial and grateful.

But when the other party's appearance fell in Dameng's eyes, it was as if he was wearing a mask, false and ridiculous.

Luo Lang's home is on the sixth floor, almost hundreds of square meters, and the decoration is not luxurious, but under Mo Jiawen's care, it also looks elegant and chic.

Da Meng's eyes swept quickly, his eyes were also sharp, and at a bookshelf, he saw a family photo of three people taking a group photo.

Luo Lang in the photo is still almost a six or seven-year-old child, Mo Jiawen exudes a youthful atmosphere, and the other person is a young man in his mid-twenties-seventeen years old, with a calm expression and a gentle face.

Da Meng glanced at the young man thoughtfully, and there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity and affinity in his heart, and it seemed that he should be a very good person to get along with.

Da Meng has dealt with Mo Jiawen several times, but as for his father, he has never met him.

Although Dameng didn't have the habit of inquiring about people's privacy, he still asked, "What about your father?" ”

Luo Lang glanced at Da Meng, and his face, which was still pretending to be smiling, suddenly showed a little indifference: "It's dead!" ”

Da Meng Ruo glanced at Luo Lang meaningfully, did not show sympathy, and did not open his mouth to apologize.

Luo Lang seemed to sense Da Meng's gaze, and after being slightly silent, he explained: "Although I don't have a father, my mother is the best mother in the world. ”

Da Meng nodded, not knowing what he was thinking, but there was no expression on his face.

Next, Da Meng began to teach Luo Lang the piano.

However, Da Meng noticed that he was a little absent-minded, and his eyes glanced in the direction of the door from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone to arrive.

Although he was a little unserious at first, with the passage of time, the other party's attention was still focused on the piano little by little.

After more than half an hour of time, Da Meng carefully instructed the other party's piano skills, and even Da Meng had to admit that Luo Lang had a talent for the piano.

Such a talent can be said to be very rare for ordinary people, and if ordinary tutors find out, they will be ecstatic.

It's just that for Da Meng, although he also has a faint appreciation in his heart, if he wants to impress him and accept him as an apprentice, it is far from enough.

Let's not talk about himself, compared to talent, Hu Qi's talent in this area is only higher than the other party.

After seeing that the time was almost up, he was ready to get up and leave......

Luo Lang stopped Da Meng and invited Da Meng to stay for dinner, and after Da Meng glanced at his face a few times, he finally agreed.

After more than ten minutes passed like this, the door of Luo Lang's house opened, and then I saw a woman who was already ripe, leading a man in his thirties into the house, it was Mo Jiawen and Yang Jianfei.

Mo Jiawen obviously didn't expect this scene, just when she saw Da Meng sitting on the sofa in her living room, her figure was also frozen in place, she didn't expect the other party to appear here.

Yang Jianfei, who had a smile on his face before, suddenly changed his face when he saw Da Meng's figure.

Yang Jianfei didn't know what was going on, and he didn't eat the woman from beginning to end.

In the past few days, the attitude has changed bit by bit, although such a change is not obvious, but Yang Jianfei, who has been standing still for a long time, finally sees some hope.

Especially today, invite yourself to her house for dinner.

I didn't expect to come to her house on the first day today, and I saw Da Meng in her home......

Originally, there was a rivalry between him and Da Meng, but unfortunately, during this time, in the duel with him, he was completely defeated.

It was already enough to be hit, but now it ......

It's like the first time that your own woman was taken away by your own enemy.

The look on Yang Jianfei's face was completely stiff, and when he looked at Dameng, it was called a resentment and hatred: It's not enough to suppress yourself at work, but now you have to suppress yourself in life!?

Da Meng swept over the expressions of several people, and then fell thoughtfully on Luo Lang's face: This little guy wants to borrow me to make Yang Jianfei die!?