Su Xiaoli looked back at the Pujia piano shop again, and always felt that she was the only one who used the new piano, and it was such an expensive piano, and she felt a little unhappy in her heart.

"No need." Su Mu reached out and pinched her fleshy face, and said with a hint of a smile in his voice: "I'm not interested in playing the violin, and besides, anyway, I just buy one get one free, you can learn the piano well." ”

"But my brother's talent is higher than mine, and he plays the piano better than me." Su Xiaoli blinked his eyes and said to Su Mu: "The teachers all said that you must keep learning, so that you can become a very powerful violinist in the future." ”

"Hmm......" Su Mu thought for a while, and said to Su Xiaoli: "According to what you say, I am so powerful, no matter what kind of piano I use, I can play it well, so you have to use a good piano to catch up with me, right?" ”

"Uh......"

After Su Xiaoli listened to his words, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Okay, don't think about this anymore, let's hurry home and eat, I'm so hungry." Su Mu couldn't help laughing when he saw Su Xiaoli frowning and standing in place, meditating, he reached out and pulled Su Xiaoli's wrist, and led her in the direction of home.

——

Two weeks later, one noon.

When Su Xiao left the class, she found that many girls in her class were gathered around a table, as if they were arguing loudly:

"I think this looks good! It looks so handsome! ”

"Nonsense, it's obviously better looking!"

"yes, I think this one looks better!!"

"Why are you like this, isn't this little brother good-looking??"

Su Xiaoli listened to them arguing in confusion, she had never liked to join in the fun, but after all, she couldn't help but step forward and ask: "What are you doing, what is good-looking or not??" ”

After hearing Su Xiaoli's voice, the girls turned their heads and glanced at her.

In the next second, Su Xiaoli was dragged to the table by them.

"Xiaoli, come and see, this boy looks like your brother!!"

A girl stuffed a magazine into Su Xiaoli's hand.

What??

Su Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, and looked down at the magazine in his hand.

On one page of the magazine that was opened, there was a picture of her brother.

In the photo, Su Mu, wearing a white shirt, leans lazily in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, and the breeze gently blows the white gauze curtains, reflecting the mint green shadow outside the window.

The young man in front of the window, slightly bowed, looked as if he was contemplative, his high nose bridge outlined a perfect curve from the side, his long, curly eyelashes cast a few shallow shadows on his cheeks, his eyes were clear, and his dark pupils seemed to be full of bright starlight.

He just stood quietly, the white veil raised in front of the window like white wings, making him look like an elf in the mortal world.

"Xiaoli, does he look like your brother!? Isn't he so handsome!? A girl standing next to Su Xiaoli pulled her arm and said, "We all think that he is the best-looking and most worthy of the name of the national school grass, only Wang Zichen said that the other boy is good-looking." ”