The song ended quickly, and the audience was silent for three seconds, and there was a burst of applause, which lasted for a long time.

In the applause, a mustache suddenly appeared on the stage, it was Yang Changqing. He held the flowers in his hand, handed them to Shenglan, and said gently, "The beautiful music comes from the hands of a beautiful woman, and your piano skills have improved again after the last farewell." ”

Yang Changqing was stunned and blinked, could it be that the lines were wrong?

That's the end of the friendship game, there's nothing to write about, and I don't know how to write it, anyway, the plot is out.

"Aang." He Qiuyan said hello to Sun Qi, and went over first, and then Sun Qi and Shenglan were left.

"I wrote it myself." Sheng Lan replied casually, not wanting to pay attention to Sun Qi.

"When I was in elementary school."

Sheng Lan chuckled, "You are not afraid that He Qiuyan will know that you said this, and she will settle accounts with you." ”

Sheng Lan didn't answer again, she remembered her master's advice, and never said to anyone that her piano skills were passed down from her master's hands. Therefore, Sun Qi couldn't ask for any information.

Shenglan was speechless, whose pants did this half-earthy beard shake off from, and take it out again when you straighten it, okay? She replied casually, "I'm sorry, I have something to do at noon." With that, he left.

Sun Qi watched silently three times, and felt that he couldn't bear this handsome guy's rejection, so he was ready to point out to him, "Hello, handsome guy." ”

If you look at the consciousness of others, you will know that the handsome guy is called him.

Yang Changqing felt that there seemed to be a little truth in this, and nodded, "Go on." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Yang Changqing didn't think there was anything wrong with his language, after all, it was ancestral.

Yang Changqing took the book and flipped through a few pages, "What is this written?" ”

"Jean?" Yang Changqing was stunned for a moment, Sun Qi shook his head and said, "As the so-called "do what they like, only when two people have a common topic of communication, it is possible to pull into the relationship between each other." It's like you, as soon as you open your mouth, no one else knows what you're pulling, and even if people want to talk to you, they can't interject. Do you feel sorry? ”

Sun Qi hurriedly clenched his fists, "Brother Yang is polite, it's useless to say more, it's important to go to business first, I won't waste your precious time." Be my guest. ”

Sun Qi shrugged his shoulders as he saw this stupid bubble leave, so that he would have to investigate Shenglan for him, and everything was the best arrangement.

loading……

Prayer House, Nangong Jianqiong was dressed up early in the morning, wearing lipstick, and was sent to school by her grandmother.

"Ha......" Sun Qi yawned and just went downstairs, and a girl's voice immediately sounded in the living room, "Are you up?" ”

Sun Xiyu smiled slightly, and said very tenderly, "The rice left for you is in the pot, I'll go and heat it for you." ”

"What's the problem?" Sun Xiyu asked.

Sun Xiyu replied with a smile, "Today's June Day." With that, he jumped to the kitchen.

After a series of trivial matters, Sun Xiyu also prepared a table of steaming meals. Then, like a little daughter-in-law, she lay on the opposite side of the table, holding her cheeks with her hands, and looked at Sun Qi very tenderly.

"Okay." Sun Xiyu obediently went to pour water, Sun Qi hurriedly lowered his head and ate violently, snorting, and ate it in thirty seconds.

"Hiccup." Sun Qi touched his stomach, "I'm done eating." ”

Sun Qi was stunned for a moment, "Mu Pour, I really ate it." He pointed to his mouth and said, "You see there are still rice residues, you smell the rice." ”

Sun Qi hurriedly took the cup and drank water.

Sun Qi caught this scene out of the corner of his eye, almost choked, and hurriedly put down the cup, "Ahem, why are you still here?" ”

But Sun Qi didn't know why, "So? ”

"Are you coming?" Sun Qi recalled, but the history is too long, who will remember a passer-by? Memories will magically clean up the garbage every once in a while.

"I don't know what day it is." Sun Qi shook his head very shamefully.

"Aang, yes, it's your birthday today. Happy BirthdayHappy Birthday, Wishing you prosperity and all the best. ”

"By the way," Sun Qi said suddenly, "You have a birthday today, why doesn't your tender boyfriend accompany you?" What are you doing here? ”

"Divided?" Sun Qi pretended to be surprised, and then said bitterly, "Why is it still divided." I think that young man is still in the middle, the two of them are in a block, they are both tolerant of each other, a little thing will pass in a hurry, why do you want to do this. ”

"Amitabha, the donor is angry, the old man has actually stopped asking about the world for many years, and I hope the donor understands, understands. Amitabha Buddha. Sun Qi clasped his hands together, not caring about Sun Xiyu's attitude at all.

Sun Qi hurriedly watched her disappear, and then exhaled, it turned out that the girl was the biggest **. After cleaning up, he put on a shy face again, and went to play with He Qiuyan. It's still good for this girl, not naughty.

(Battlefield Literature)