"You're going to participate in the provincial piano competition?"

Yang Tongya came to call Lin Qingyin for lunch, and accidentally saw Lin Qingyin's registration form.

According to the information from the survey, the piano should be Shu Zhiqiu's specialty.

"Seriously?"

Lin Qingyin nodded.

Actually, it's not very serious, it's just to play with the heroine.

But the score I created myself was carefully typed out by myself.

Yang Tongya didn't say anything more, he had a trace of trust in his heart for this little girl who had known him for a short time.

Since it is serious, the result of Shu Zhiqiu's game may not be as good as the Shu family couple wants.

Lin Qingyin stayed in the club all day.

Father Shu knew that after Lin Qingyin had escaped from class all day, he couldn't wait to expel Lin Qingyin from Shu's house.

"I have no opinion." Lin Qingyin took a sip of tea.

Syllable! The dining table suffered the third slap from Shu's father today.

"Don't your hands hurt?" Lin Qingyin stabbed.

Shu's father felt that he was still in the prime of life, but he had a feeling that he was going to be angry and had a heart attack!

"Weekend banquet, you can go to me this time!"

Smack.

There was a crisp crash between the cups and the dining table.

"The Shu family is also half of an upper-class family, why don't you understand the truth of not saying anything?"

Father Shu was angry with Lin Qingyin at this time, and he couldn't speak.

The bad environment affected the meal very much, and Lin Qingyin went upstairs directly to the room.

The next night, Shu's father wanted to lead Lin Qingyin and Shu Zhiqiu to the banquet, but Lin Qingyin skipped class early and avoided early.

Lin Qingyin came to the racing club again, and Lao Yang saw that she didn't have a good expression.

"The club's car won't always be available to you."

Lin Qingyin also learned from Lao Yang's appearance, and pulled the corners of his mouth coldly: "I won't always use your car for free." ”

As he spoke, he handed a bank card to the front desk.

One million, an ordinary member of the club.

Lao Yang frowned: "The family gave it?" ”

"I don't have a family, I earn it myself."

At this time, the middle-aged man who had mistaken Lin Qingyin for Shu Zhiqiu walked out of the club: "Hey? Zhixia, aren't you going to the banquet? ”

"Not participating."

Father Shu is afraid that he wants to take the opportunity to give her a marriage, and the boring banquet is useless except for wasting time.

She wants to end the matter in Z City as soon as possible, and then ...... Find someone.

The man nodded, remembering the group of bigwigs in the club.

It is much more worthwhile to get in touch with them than to attend a banquet in this so-called circle of the powerful.

But he was going to finalize a collaboration at the banquet, so he said hello and drove away.

And Lin Qingyin came to talk to Yang Tongya about participating in the racing competition.

"The little girl is so anxious? You're not old yet. ”

Lin Qingyin sat in the waiting area with a hint of a smile on his face: "Isn't this coming to find Brother Yang, go through the back door." ”

"How do you get through this back door? You're a high school student's face here. ”

"When the time comes, just write a letter of recommendation."

Yesterday, the former No. 1 boss in the field also sat aside to rest, and he looked over: "Is it 16?" ”

"There's still a month."

"There's an international junior F3 championship in Kyoto in November."

And now it's only September, and the meaning of this sentence is that as long as Lin Qingyin turns 16 years old, he can solve the qualification for her.

Lin Qingyin thanked him, and then went to test drive various models of racing cars.

The former No. 1 boss looked at Lin Qingyin's back and smiled: "Tongya, your club is going to produce a world champion, what do you think will happen if she participates in F1?" ”