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The electric violin Gu Yile bought was delivered the next day in the same city, and he received the courier early in the morning, so he carried it directly to school.

There was class in the morning, and Gu Yile arrived half an hour early, unpacked the piano, plugged it into the stereo in the classroom, and tried it out.After playing a rock version of "Chardas", he raised his bow and cursed: "What the hell are you playing!"

Peng Zhou, who was watching from the sidelines:?

Gu Yile wiped the sweat from his forehead because of excitement: "There is no one that is not good!"

Peng Zhou: ...

Today is Teacher Sun's class, within 10 minutes of ringing the bell, Gu Yile started to feel sleepy, took out his mobile phone and put it next to the book to fish.

Browsing around the forum, there was no interesting new post, Gu Yile yawned and posted a post: I got the new piano, I can't wait to sleep in my arms[/awsl]

After exiting the forum and clicking on WeChat, the tall, rich and handsome blind date person who manages everything every day still didn't show up.

Gu Yile started to feel upset. Is it because I am not good-looking, or because I am not good at playing the piano, why don't you come to add me?

In order to prove that her charm is still undiminished, Gu Yile simultaneously sent the content she just posted in the forum space to Moments, with a selfie showing half of her face, and within 5 minutes, the comments had double digits.

Junior A: Killing people with their faces

Junior b: senior is so handsome

Old classmate c: Are you free on weekends?Come out for a meal

Distant relative d: I haven't seen you in two years, I've grown up so much, are you talking about someone?

I was having fun watching it, and I brushed out two unsightly ones——

Peng Zhou: Report to the teacher that someone is playing with a mobile phone here[/arrogance]

Lu Xiaodi: Listen carefully to the class and don’t go fishing[/eat melon]

Gu Yile curled her lips, and was about to cut out when she saw Liang like this circle of friends.

He crawled along the network cable, and gave a thumbs up to the latest one in the other party's circle of friends in a courteous manner.

Then the gold master, Mr. Liang, came to interact with each other with high intensity.

Liang: [In class? 】

Today should be happy: [Yes[/社会社]]

Liang: [Are you bored? 】

Gu Yile thought to himself: What does boredom have to do with you?

But no matter how you say it, it's a friend who likes it, so it's rude to say so.

Today should be happy: [History of string music art, densely packed with words, looking at it gives me a headache[/dizzy]]

Liang: [Uncomfortable?Go to the hospital for a checkup. 】

Today should be happy: [Then there is no need... won't you feel sleepy after reading that kind of tome? 】

Liang: [No. 】

A picture of a middle-aged nouveau riche flipping through the world's famous books at a [-]-square-meter luxurious desk appeared in front of his eyes. Gu Yile stuck out his tongue and thought: Why bother to pretend.

Just thinking about how to flatter the patron's father without any trace, trying to get some extra money next time, the phone vibrated twice in succession.

Liang: [Gong Xi Fa Cai, good luck]

Liang: [Go back and rest more. 】

There are two hours of sparring sessions in the afternoon.

Entering the employer's house, when going upstairs, Gu Yile looked around furtively, lest he meet the beneficiary's father at the next corner.

Fortunately, no one was at home except the child and the nanny. Gu Yile closed the door of the piano room, but she was still not at ease. When she heard any movement, she looked in the direction of the door.

Even the six-year-old noticed that he was absent-minded, stopped sawing, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"No, it's nothing." Gu Yile pretended to be stupid, "Just look at the decoration of your home and learn some experience."

The child glanced at him: "You can't afford a house after seeing it."

Gu Yile: ...

This brat, no wonder playing the violin sounds so bad, his artistic cells have been swallowed by this hurtful mouth.

It is impossible to let him, Gu Yile shrugged: "Whether I can afford a house or not, you have to practice the piano... Who told you to stop? Continue!"

The child put the piano on his shoulders, puffed up his cheeks, and his face was full of reluctance.

Gu Yile felt that he was very much like the self who wanted to go out to play and not practice the piano when he was a child, and asked with a smile: "If you don't like it so much, why do you still want to learn?"

The child said angrily, "It's not that I want to learn it, it's my father who made me learn it!"

Thinking of that father who loves to pretend, Gu Yile nodded understandingly: "Then you can tell your mother that you don't want to learn."

"Mom never comes home." The child snorted, "If you don't come back, you won't come back. Anyway, when you get home, you quarrel with Dad. It's so annoying!"

Gu Yile started to panic.

When Liang sent him a red envelope to let him rest more, he noticed a little subtlety. Hearing the child say that the relationship between the parents is not good, it confirmed his guess.

No wonder I introduced myself, no wonder I made up the difference and made up 520, no wonder I chatted with him if I had nothing to do... It turned out that the sponsor's father had taken a fancy to him and wanted to be his real sponsor's father!

After returning home from work, Gu Yile put a cold face on her face first, looked up at the beautiful face of the prosperous age in the mirror, and said bitterly: "So that's how the word 'disaster water' came from..."

If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for being too good-looking, and you can take all men and women, everyone loves you.

Gu Yile, who was innocently involved in an extramarital affair, covered his face with a towel, and went back to his room and lay down on the bed in distress.

I dare not order the red envelope anymore, and even want to return the previous 520.

But Kali ran out of money, so he can pay it back in person next time in the sparring class.

Pulling his face out of the pillow, Gu Yile turned his head to look at the new piano on the desk, thinking: Otherwise, return it first, return the money, speak clearly, and buy it later when you have more money.

It's a pity that he has already named the new piano, and when he retires, this piano will not be in his hands in the future.

Gu Yile climbed out of bed with hands and feet, hugged the baby piano that was about to leave him, and squatted on the ground to wipe away tears.

I didn't really cry, it was mainly because I was angry.

How can you blame him for being so charming?It's clearly the old man's problem. Those who have wives and children still have crooked ideas about good women and men. D-zone, how shameless!

After two hours, Gu Yile realized that calling him shameless was considered light.

This guy actually had the nerve to send him a message!

Liang: [Is your head still hurting? 】

Gu Yile typed angrily: [It didn't hurt at first, but it hurts when I saw you]

Liang: [Why? 】

Today should be happy: [You know it well]

After about 3 minutes, the other person replied: [I don't understand. 】

Gu Yile rolled his eyes, and said in his heart: You pretend to me again.

Today is not suitable for being happy: [Don't pretend to be stupid]

Liang: [Why did you change the name? 】

Today is not suitable for being happy: [What do you think? ! 】

Liang: [I don't know. 】

Gu Yile's lungs were about to explode: [Every word I'm sending you now is typed out one by one with the middle finger upright! 】

Liang: [Oh. 】

Liang: [That's amazing. [/powerful]】

Gu Yile, it exploded.

After lying down and calming down for a while, Gu Yile sat up with a hairy head and was about to continue reasoning with the old man, when the other party just sent a new message.

Liang: [You don't have to be so formal when talking to me. 】

So what, should be a little wilder?

Gu Yile didn't intend to pretend to be good anymore, and poked his finger hard on the screen: [I'm not the kind of person you think, I advise you to do it yourself! 】

Liang: [I'm sorry, maybe my initiative scared you. 】

Liang: [I just think that we can have a deeper communication. 】

More, deep, one, step, of, exchange, flow.

Gu Yile was stunned by how thick-skinned this old man was, and wondered if all the hooligans are so gentle and dignified these days?

Things have to be resolved, and going around in circles like this is not the solution. Gu Yile kept on doing it, and sent a loud and clear sentence: [But I don't want to, stop harassing me! 】

Then blackmail the person.

The operation was as fierce as a tiger, and it was so satisfying. Gu Yile's appetite was so great that he ate an extra bowl of white rice for dinner.

It's just that my hands are a little soft after a fierce battle, and the chopsticks stretched into the vegetable bowl for a long time, but I didn't pick up a single vegetable leaf.

Guan Mengqing scooped him a bowl with a spoon, and knocked him on the head with the handle of the spoon: "Sit upright and eat! You're still studying art, don't you stand up and sit down!"

Gu Yile straightened his back, picked up the bowl and put rice into his mouth.

Seeing his son eating deliciously, Gu Dong was relieved and felt melancholy: "When I go to the capital in the future, I don't know if I can get used to the food there."

"Half of my blood is flowing on Lele's body, why can't she get used to it?" Guan Mengqing raised her eyebrows, "Besides, he has never been picky since he was a child, so he can support himself."

Gu Yile was a little slow to react, and raised his face from the bowl: "Who is going to the capital?"

Both parents said in unison: "You."

Before Guan Mengqing finished introducing the Liang family's background, Gu Yile objected: "I won't go."

"I've made an agreement with your Aunt Feng. There will be food and lodging there and someone will take care of you. Why don't you go?"

"Let's not say that I haven't written a word with that person yet, even if it's a lucky luck, I became with him—" Gu Yile slapped the table, "Why did I go to the capital instead of him to S City?"

"Didn't you just want to be admitted to the Capital Conservatory of Music back then, and later chose the local conservatory of music to be close to home..."

"Am I doing it to be close to home? I'm doing it to save money."

The lively dining table suddenly fell silent.

Gu Yile knew that he was about to make a slip of the tongue, and tried to make it up: "I didn't mean that."

The silence lasted for a while, Guan Mengqing said: "Parents know that you not only want to go to the capital, but also want to study abroad."

"It's also..." Gu Dong answered, "It's a good western instrument, it can only be played in our small two-bedroom and one-living room, so it's hard for us to enjoy it."

"No, I really didn't mean that." Gu Yile was so clumsy that he almost stuttered, "I just don't understand why you put me in someone else's house. I live a good life here, very happy, and can't go abroad I won’t go out, city S is no worse than the capital, so you don’t have to work hard to pave the way for me.”

He looks at his parents who are no longer young: "I am very satisfied with what I have now... Really."

The Gu family and his family are all cheerful and cheerful. The last time the atmosphere was heavy was when Gu Yile took the art exam.

So after hearing this confession, Guan Mengqing couldn't be more relieved: "Mom knows you are sensible, and our Jialele is the most sensible... Mom just wants to help you check and let you avoid detours."

"Our family thinks it doesn't matter. Daughter-in-law and son-in-law are all the same, but people outside will not be so tolerant. I heard that this circle is very chaotic, and there are very few regular partners... Mom just wants to help you and want you to have a good life in the future."

"Look at what you said, it's like acting in a TV series, it scares the children." Gu Dong answered in a timely manner, "I think our Jia Lele is not only sensible, but also extremely smart, who can't tell right from wrong ?"

He picked up his chopsticks, picked up a prawn and put it in Gu Yile's bowl: "Didn't you say that you wanted to be a graduate student at the Capital Conservatory of Music? Letting you go to the capital is not to marry, let alone marry, but to send you to pursue your dreams."

"You and Xiao Liang look at each other and you are very friendly. The two young men are about the same age. They walked into the society together and took care of each other. If you fail, you can go ahead and take the exam. Dad will receive his pension soon. He is healthy and can go on again." After working for a few years, you will be admitted to Dad for you to study!"

Gu Yile was about to cry again.

This time I was moved, and held back for a long time with my neck up, but when I came back, my eyes were still red.

I even began to regret that I didn't listen carefully to the class in the morning.

"Got it," he said.

Guan Mengqing wiped away tears with a tissue: "What do you know?"

"I know that my parents are very good, and I also know that our family has the throne waiting for me to inherit it. You must not marry someone else's family!"

The mother and son laughed through their tears, and Guan Mengqing stood up and scolded his son for being talkative while clearing the table.

Gu Yile held onto his own bowl and refused to put it because there was still a prawn left to eat, "Hey, mom, go play first, and I'll wash the dishes later."

"You can't let us artists wash the dishes, what should we do if we hurt our hands?"

Gu Yile, who was teased, wasn't shy at all: "Then you can ask that Aunt Feng for me first, why her son hasn't come to add me yet, it's his loss if he can't make me an artist friend."

"I haven't added you yet? Can't I?"

Guan Mengqing put down the bowl and chopsticks, wiped his hands casually, and picked up the mobile phone next to him: "Just in time, you have a message from Aunt Feng."

"How to say?"

"You said you blocked her son..."

Gu Yile was busy eating prawns: "Impossible, I never pull black people."

"Here, see for yourself." Guan Mengqing brought the phone under Gu Yile's nose, "I said we had a good chat, but the news suddenly couldn't be sent out, that kid is honest, thought the phone was broken, and almost took it to repair. "

Glancing at the conversation, Gu Yile took out his mobile phone, clicked on WeChat and swipe up and down: "He's just talking nonsense, he didn't come to add me at all, why did he get blocked by me..."

Before he finished speaking, there was only a slap, and the prawn that Gu Yile was holding in his mouth fell on the table.

Like a vegetative person who just woke up, he blinked slowly a few times, then twisted his neck frantically, and looked at Guan Mengqing.

"mom."

"Eh."

"That person, I mean Aunt Feng's son, what's his name?"

"I didn't ask that."

"Then what did you call him before?"

"Little Liang, he takes his father's surname."

"Which beam?"

"Oh, I can't remember, let me see."

Just as Guan Mengqing picked up the phone to look through the chat history, Gu Yile, who was still motionless just now, stood up like a corpse.

The expression contains four points of bewilderment, three points of death, two points of grief, and one point of not-so-firm strength.

This was the third time Gu Yile wanted to cry today.

"Don't look...it's cool and cool."