"We spent so much money, and in the end we ended up being second, how can I see people if this gets out."

"I said Song Ershao." Qin Huai said disappreciably, "This is just a friendly match, why be angry." ”

"Besides! I am also satisfied with losing to such a beauty. Qin Huai stretched his neck and looked at the woman who was surrounded by everyone not far away.

Luo Chen looked thoughtfully at Qin Huai's gaze, remembering the moment when the female player took off her helmet just now.

If he had been so suspicious, he would have seen that timid and cowardly Qianjiu the day before.

Are there really two people in the world who look so alike?

"Hey!" Song Congren looked at Luo Chen, who was stunned, and he didn't know, "Ah Chen! What are you in a daze! ”

The abrupt voice brought Luo Chen back to his senses, and he shook his head and didn't answer.

Although they are similar in appearance, their personalities are very different.

It seems that he just thinks too much.

……

Qian Jiu over there didn't have too many greetings with Jiang Siyang, so he took back his helmet and prepared to drive away.

Before she put on her helmet, Jiang Siyang stopped her: "After a while, there will be a very popular actor in the club to train the locomotive." ”

"You are the champion of this friendly match, and you will have to support the scene when the time comes."

"Actors?" Qianjiu frowned slightly, for the reason of Qian Muzhao, she didn't have a good impression of the entertainment industry, "Come to learn locomotives?" ”

"Hmm." Jiang Siyang nodded and said, "It is said that it is prepared for the role of the movie, it seems to be called ......"

Before he could come up with a name, someone on the side said for him: "It's Shen Ziyu Shen Great Movie Emperor!" You'll never forget that! ”

Jiang Siyang scratched his head: "I'm not very interested in these. "All he's thinking about is racing.

Qianjiu was also very unfamiliar with this name, she raised her legs and stepped on the motorcycle, and replied casually: "Let's talk about it when the time comes." After saying that, she put on her helmet and started the car and left.

Before returning to China, her locomotive had been stored in the club and kept by Jiang Siyang for her, and now that she is back, this car has naturally become her means of transportation.

Back at his apartment on the outskirts of the city, Chiseu parked the locomotive in the underground garage and took the elevator upstairs.

This is a residence that she bought with the money of a thousand families.

Chiseki finds the stored key from under the carpet in front of the door and opens the door.

The room was dim, she fumbled and turned on the light, the dazzling light made her squint subconsciously, and the dust choked her lightly twice.

Although it was a bachelor apartment, there was no furniture in the room, except for the harp or harp.

All four walls were occupied by a leaning harp, which seemed to have been used as her piano room.

She still wants to be here for one night.

Qianjiu smiled a little helplessly, and planned to leave here and go back to the hotel.

However, the moment she turned around, her right temple suddenly tingled, and she bent down and gritted her teeth in pain, and cold sweat continued to overflow from her forehead.

She had experienced this sudden headache countless times.

"I've woken up, but I still can't stand the stimulation?" She frowned, as if mocking herself, "People like Chu Ming are also worthy of ...... like you."

'Boom-'

Qianjiu's voice suddenly became clear with a muffled sound, and she fell unconscious on the wooden floor.

……

The next morning, the gentle sunlight shone through the cracks in the curtains on Qianjiu's little face that was stained with a little dust.

Her long eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes.

A familiar harp in the room calmed her down. She got up and glanced down at her biker suit, frowning slightly.

The silent space made the voice that kept echoing in my head clearer and clearer: 'What reason do I have to let go of the treasure daughter of a thousand families and marry an illegitimate daughter who has nothing.' ’

'Nothing'.

Chu Ming's disgust was so hurtful.

"Brother Chu." The red lips opened slightly, different from the usual tenderness and sweetness, these three words were read by her without emotion.

Qianjiu stood among the many harps, and with every breath she felt like the strings were laughing at her.

What a love affair is just beginning.

What girlish feelings.

Just because Chu Ming said 'a girl who likes to learn music', she was stupid enough to pick a musical instrument and study it day and night.

How silly?

Countless voices answered in her ear.

"Ahh

It was the first instrument she owned.

'Zheng-'

The mourning of the strings is endless.

Qianjiu struggled to push all the harps to the ground, and the instrument that was once regarded as a treasure was now the greatest irony of her efforts over the years.

Standing in the middle of the crooked harp, Qianjiu looked down at the mess, and there was an indescribable pleasure in his heart.

Suddenly, a mobile phone rang, and she glanced at the caller ID, and the malaise in her eyes instantly turned into timidity.

Even though she didn't want to, there were some people and some things she had to face.

Magnificent villa area in the western suburbs.

The small three-story building is surrounded by carefully cultivated greenery, and Qianjiu dragged her suitcase through the cobblestone road in front of the door to the door.

The spacious and bright hall is a scene of joy.

Qian Zhenhai, who is over half a hundred years old, is sitting at the coffee table listening to his daughter tell interesting stories about the entertainment industry, while Jiang Zhaoqin, a well-maintained lady on the other side, patiently pours tea for them.

At first glance, it's such a family fun.

Qianjiu lowered her eyes and pretended to step into the living room naturally.

"Dad."

With her greeting, the pleasant conversation came to an abrupt end.

Qian Zhenhai put the teacup in his hand heavily on the coffee table, he glanced at the thin figure standing at the door, and let out a snort between his snorts.

"September." The first to break the deadlock was Qian Muzhao, who was sitting on the side, dressed fresh and beautiful, and she beckoned to Qian Jiu: "You're back!" ”

The familiar tone made Qian Jiu in a trance for a while, and she subconsciously nodded and responded: "Hmm." ”

"Uh-huh!" Qian Zhenhai's angry voice was extremely stern: "She is your sister!" Do you have to say hello to you when you come back? ”

Although Qianjiu didn't know what she was wrong with, she still chose to obey: "Sister." ”

Looking at the third person sitting on the sofa, Qian Jiu was at a loss and whispered, "Aunt Jiang." ”

Her obedience was exchanged for a sneer: "Doesn't this recognize the way!" ”

Jiang Zhaoqin's cynicism made Qian Jiujiu lower his head and dare not reply.

"How?" Qian Zhenhai didn't plan to let her go like this: "It takes two days to get from the airport here?" ”

"If it weren't for Mr. Chu telling me that you had returned to China, I don't think you would have planned to come back today!"

"Dad! It's not like this...... "Qianjiu wanted to explain the reason why she didn't go back to Qian's house in the first place: "I went to Luo Chu's concert first......"

Before she could finish explaining, Qian Zhenhai interrupted forcefully: "What kind of concert are you talking about!" Where did you go yesterday? ”