Old Mrs. Song suddenly became angry, Song Boyuan was startled, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He has been pestle old lady Song since he was a child, and he is no exception when he grows up.

"Grandma, I'm ......"

"Get on your knees!"

Old Mrs. Song grimaced and scolded coldly.

Just two words.

But Song Boyuan's legs instantly weakened, and he knelt directly on the ground.

Thump!

If there were other people on the scene, it would have been incredible.

Who would dare to believe that an actor who is highly sought after outside would actually kneel in front of an old man with silver hair.

Old Lady Song just looked down at Song Boyuan, her eyes full of anger.

"I ask you, what's your last name?"

"Song."

"Recite the Song family's house rules to me."

The Song family has always had family rules and ancestral teachings.

Every child begins to memorize from the age of three.

Although he hasn't read the family rules for many years, when he mentions it at this time, Song Boyuan can still open his mouth and recite it, "There are prohibitions in the country, and there are rules in the family." The first article of the Song family rule: justice in hand, morality on the shoulder; A gentleman loves money and takes it in the right way......"

Mrs. Song put her hands behind her back and listened carefully.

When she heard a certain sentence, she suddenly spoke, "Ten fingers are connected to the heart, brothers, friends and brothers, filial piety to parents, and love and care for young sisters." I ask you, who is your sister? ”

Song Boyuan lowered his head.

His sister is Song Yiyan, who is also Song Yan.

Suddenly, Song Boyuan looked up at Mrs. Song, "Grandma, I never said that Yan Yan was not my sister. I just want you to be fair with Yiyan. ”

Old Lady Song asked angrily, "Has someone in this family abused her?" ”

Song Boyuan shook his head.

"Someone shorts her food and clothing?"

Song Boyuan shook his head.

"Someone has missed her education?"

Mrs. Song asked three questions in a row, and Song Boyuan shook her head.

"Since there are none, then you can explain to me, what is fair?" Mrs. Song's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and she was heartbroken, "She has always been held in the palm of her parents, brother, and these family members, and she has never been hurt in the slightest, and she doesn't even know what hunger and poverty are like!" On the contrary, my poor Yanyan, I don't know how much I have suffered from human traffickers, you tell me to be fair now! Do you deserve to be an older brother? ”

In the end, Mrs. Song's eyes were a little red.

Song Yan is the only granddaughter of the Song family, and it is her last bottom line.

Song Boyuan lowered his head.

There was no expression on his face.

Although he also wanted to find Song Yan, compared to his sister who had never met, Song Boyuan had deeper feelings for Song Yiyan.

After all.

The person who grew up with him since he was a child is Song Yiyan.

The person who has a brother and sister relationship with him is also Song Yiyan.

Song Yan is just a piece of paper with the title of sister to him.

He didn't understand why Mrs. Song was so sensitive to this matter.

Song Yan has been missing all these years, and she doesn't know what her temperament is, what if she is full of problems all over her body, and she is not the granddaughter that Mrs. Song imagined?

At least.

Song Yan should not be as good as Song Yiyan.

Although he thought so, Song Boyuan knew the old lady Song's temperament, and if he didn't admit his mistake at this time, the old lady Song would definitely not let him go.

"Grandma, I know it's wrong."

Old Lady Song didn't bother to look at him, "Get out." ”

Song Boyuan immediately got up from the ground and ran out of the door.

Looking at Song Boyuan's back, Mrs. Song reluctantly pressed her head.

After coming out of Mrs. Song's room, Song Boyuan always held his breath in his heart, not vomiting or unhappy, he came to Song Bochen's room.

There was a knock on the door.

Song Bochen was handling official business, and when he heard the voice, he didn't raise his head, "Come in." ”

Song Boyuan pushed the door in.

"Big brother."

"What's wrong?"

Song Boyuan sighed.

Song Bochen put down the file, "Why sigh?" ”

"My grandmother just gave me a beating."

"Because of what?"

Song Boyuan told what happened, and finally said: "Big brother, do you say that grandma is too partial!" I'm so! ”

"You still have a face?" Song Bochen frowned, "Grandma is right, have you forgotten who your sister is?" ”

Song Boyuan was stunned.

"Big brother, why are you like this?"

He originally wanted to come to Song Bochen to complain, but he didn't expect Song Bochen and Mrs. Song to breathe out of one nostril.

"My little sister left her parents in less than a month! No one knows what kind of life she is living, compared to most people, what kind of life Yiyan is living, you know better than anyone else! But now you're annoying grandma because of some innocuous questions, aren't you looking for scolding? ”

Same as Mrs. Song.

In Song Bochen's eyes, only Song Yan is her own sister.

"Big brother! Don't you think this is unfair to Yiyan? It doesn't matter if the little sister loses it and Yiyan, why are you imposing these things on her? ”

"No one has ever blamed her for this, it is she who is not self-sufficient and wants to take the position of the little sister."

Song Boyuan just looked at Song Bochen like this, his eyes were full of disbelief.

The other side.

Song Yiyan's bedroom.

Mother Zhang held a bowl of nutritional products in front of Song Yiyan, "Miss, you drink it while it's hot." ”

"Thank you."

Song Yiyan thanked politely.

Zhang's mother glanced at Song Yiyan and said with some hesitation: "I just came back from the old lady's side, and I heard some things that I shouldn't have heard, and I don't know whether to tell you or not." ”

Song Yiyan's eyes changed, and then said: "Mother Zhang, you have always been like an elder in my eyes, if you have anything to say, just say it directly." ”

"You are not the biological flesh and blood of this family after all, you have to leave room for yourself." Mother Zhang paused, and then said, "Just now, the old lady gave the second young master a lecture and told the second young master to ......."

Speaking of this, she glanced at Song Yiyan and hesitated in her tone.

Song Yiyan turned his head to look at Zhang's mother, "You can just say it directly." ”

Zhang's mother continued: "What she means is that you should never want to be the real eldest lady of this family. ”

After hearing the words, Song Yiyan's heart fell to the bottom of the ice.

Although she already knew the answer, she was still very uncomfortable when she heard these words at this time, and it was difficult to breathe.

Zhang's mother looked at the closed door, "Actually, you don't have to worry too much, they will never find Song Yan." ”

Hearing this, Song Yiyan's eyes widened and he looked at Zhang's mother.

Mama Zhang smiled, "Miss, I hope you will always be happy." ”

Without waiting for Song Yiyan to react, Zhang's mother turned around and left.

**

Jiangcheng.

Soon it was the day of the violin competition.

There were a total of 108 participants.

Song represents Northbridge High School.

Li Yan and Yun Shiyao accompanied Song Wu to the backstage.

Seeing Song Wu walk in, everyone talked about it.

The girl is clearly wearing a simple school uniform, but she stands out in the crowd.

Extraordinary.

"She's so good-looking!"

"Who's that?"

"I heard that it is the new school flower of Beiqiao."

"No wonder it's so pretty."

"Good looks are good-looking, but the reputation is not very good, you don't know, right? She is from the countryside, and I guess she didn't want to win the ranking this time, she just wanted to show up! ”

“......”

Not long after, there was another discussion at the entrance.

It was Song Baoyi who came.

Song Baoyi wore delicate makeup on her face and carried an elegant and precious violin.

"Oh my God! Miss Song is carrying 'Lan', right? ”

'Lan' is a world-famous violin, written by Western artist Charles, and the rhythm is natural, and the world is just like that.

Usually everyone can only see it in books, but they didn't expect 'Lan' to be in Song Baoyi's hands.

"I really envy Miss Song, not only holding a famous piano, but also a famous teacher."

"Famous teacher? Who is Miss Song's master? ”

"One of today's judges, Professor Feng."

Hearing this, everyone gasped again.

Song Baoyi What kind of fairy luck is this, she can worship Professor Feng as a teacher.

It's amazing.

"Hey, you know what? Miss Song is sister to the new school girl in Beiqiao. ”

"That Song is just the adopted daughter of the Song family who doesn't know anything, she just relies on her beauty to show off. It is estimated that he is not even a human being, and it is not a shame to carry a broken piano on his back! ”

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see that Song Wu was indeed carrying a very ordinary entry-level violin.

Who has anyone competing with this kind of harp?

Only those who don't know the piano will be ignorant and fearless.

"Do you really think that beautiful can be eaten as a meal? This is a violin competition, not a beauty contest, even if it is a beauty contest, it will not be her turn to be a straw bale! ”

Li Yan was half angry with these words, and she was about to step forward to theorize.

Song Wu was not arrogant or impatient, and took Li Yan's hand, "Let's speak with strength." ”

She never cared about what the outside world said.

The most important thing is to be yourself.

Listening to everyone's discussions, the corners of Song Baoyi's mouth raised slightly, and a glimmer of light appeared in her eyes.

Ono wants to compare with her?

Dream.

Soon, Song Baoyi retracted her gaze and walked to the front hall.

Heard.

Mr. Xianting will also appear at the game today.

She was looking forward to seeing her in action.

When Professor Feng saw Song Baoyi, he immediately walked over and said with a smile: "Baoyi, don't be nervous for a while, I'm looking forward to your performance." ”

Since that day at the Song family's villa, Professor Feng has never heard the same sound of the piano.

Professor Feng hopes that Song Baoyi can break through herself today and reach the same or even higher level when she was in the Song family's villa that day.

"Good teacher, don't worry, I won't let you down."

Professor Feng nodded in satisfaction.

After greeting Professor Feng, Song Baoyi saw an unexpected figure.

It's Yu Tingzhi.

The good mood in Song Baoyi's eyes was instantly replaced by a layer of disgust.

How did that waste know she was coming to the violin competition?

How can this kind of person cooperate with Mr. Xianting to appear in the same place?

It's disgusting!