Rebirth of Huaijing

Chenguang is a private school, and the main investor is Jiangnan Lu's family.

The Lu family returned to China after the turmoil in the country completely subsided. At that time, education in China was still in a recession, and the education methods were very different from those abroad, so they simply responded to the call of the country and opened a private school. Molecules engage in secondary education.

Over time, the level of the school has improved, the tuition fee has also increased, and the enrollment standards are also strict. This school has become a self-evident noble middle school.

The school has a musical tradition, which can be traced back to Zhou Ning's mother, Zhou Huaijing's grandmother.She likes music, especially the piano, so she founded the Chenguang Concert, which has become Chenguang's most important autumn event.

Music is also a compulsory course for students. Since many students come from good families and many of them have learned musical instruments and singing since childhood, it is not difficult to ask each class to produce a program.

In September, the weather is muggy and the sun is blazing.

Zhou Huaijing's brain was active all night, and he was a little tired in the morning. With two dark circles under his eyes, he sneaked downstairs and was caught by his elder brother, staring into his eyes.

Although my brother didn't say anything, Zhou Huaijing still had the feeling of being caught for doing something bad.

"...Huaijing, Huaijing?" A pair of hands shook in front of him, finally drawing his attention.

Cheng Sigu rested his chin on one hand, leaned on the table and turned to his side, staring at him curiously, Zhou Huaijing returned his calm gaze.

Cheng Sigu coughed and said, "Did you hear what I said about the concert just now?"

Zhou Huaijing flickered her eyes, expressionless.

"Ah, I knew you didn't hear it." Cheng Sigu explained with a smile, "There is an instrument ensemble program planned in the class, are you interested in signing up?"

Cheng Sigu watched him helplessly and shook his head, and tried to persuade him with a mournful face: "Our school's Chenguang Concert is quite influential, and there will be many people from the music industry attending that day, as well as the school board...Second Master Lu, you Do you know? It is the big boss of the Lu Group who developed "Xianyou", maybe he will come."

Zhou Huaijing looked at him, his consciousness had drifted into a blank, his eyes were dry, and every time he blinked, he felt aching, so he was so dull that he didn't even have a slight reaction.

Cheng Sigu was helpless, in fact, he didn't know Zhou Huaijing's level, but the children of musicians, after all, played better than those who practiced and played like them, right?And although his goal was to impress everyone at the concert, but more importantly, he hoped that Zhou Huaijing could communicate more with others and integrate into the class sooner.

Cheng Sigu thought to himself, Zhou Huaijing is his good brother no matter what, and he will cover him if he blends in or not, who dares to bully him?

Zhou Huaijing was absent-minded all day, went home in the evening, had dinner and practiced the piano, went back to the room and saw his schoolbag and found it difficult.

It turns out that there is still homework for reading.

Before class today, some students collected their homework, Zhou Huaijing froze while touching the empty schoolbag.Fortunately, Cheng Sigu said that the teacher did not need to accept him.

Sitting at the desk, Zhou Huaijing took out the books and homework, staring at the strange symbols on the textbook.

The butler knocked on the door and came in to deliver fruit to him. He was about to leave when his sleeve was suddenly pulled.

He looked down the sleeve, and the young master stared at him with a pair of clear round eyes, feeling a little helpless and pitiful.He immediately smiled, and asked lovingly: "Is it true that the young master can't do the questions?"

Zhou Huaijing nodded.

The butler smiled and directed: "The young master received a scholarship every semester during his schooling. If the young master has any questions that he doesn't understand, you can ask him. He will be happy to help you solve the problem."

Zhou Huaijing's eyes lit up, he got up from his seat, took his homework along with Guoguo and went to the study to find his elder brother.

The butler behind him smiled kindly, brothers, just need to communicate more.

When Zhou Huaijing went to the study, Zhou Huaixiu frowned and looked at a pile of documents coldly. When he looked up and saw that it was him who knocked on the door, he immediately softened his expression and waved softly to the boy who was hesitating by the door.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Huaixiu looked from the book in his arms to the fruit, and asked knowingly.

"Brother eats fruit." Putting the fruit plate decorated with fruit on the table, Zhou Huaijing put the book in his arms on the table, urging his elder brother to eat the fruit with his eyes.

Zhou Huaixiu inserted a piece of apple with a stick, chewed it twice and swallowed it. Seeing the young man looking at him eagerly, he couldn't help laughing: "Tell me, brother has already been bought by your fruit."

The boy pushed homework in his direction: "Homework, no."

Zhou Huaixiu opened the book and looked at it: "Well, I will teach you, but you have to promise me to go to bed early at night, and you are not allowed to play games secretly."

Zhou Huaijing was dodged by his eyes, lowered his eyebrows in embarrassment, and nodded his chin.

Zhou Huaixiu is a true scholar, he explained very clearly, another person would have understood it long ago, but Zhou Huaijing has never been to school since his last life, and has always been in captivity, so his hearing is getting more and more confused.

Seeing that he couldn't explain it clearly for a while, Zhou Huaixiu thought about it and asked him to go back to rest and put aside his homework.In fact, the Zhou family didn't value his studies too much. The family was not short of money, so it would be no problem to raise ten of them.After graduating from high school, relying on his music expertise, he went to a conservatory of music, which was the best in China, but also abroad.

It was only now that Zhou Huaixiu realized that he had overlooked a problem.Probably because Zhou Huaijing was so childish that everyone forgot to think about his marriage.My younger brother's autism is slowly recovering, but it's true that he lacks feelings and lacks common sense. What kind of girl is willing to take care of a "husband" who can't grow up sincerely, and also take on the responsibility of raising children?

Although this question is a bit far-fetched, it cannot be ignored.Zhou Huaixiu thought for a while, then called Wei Nan, the attending doctor.

Zhou Huaijing went back to the room, was entangled by Qiuqiu and rubbed his hair for a while, seeing that it was still early, so he turned his eyes to the helmet on the bedside cabinet.

I have already promised my brother that I cannot play.The little angel in my heart shines with holy light.

Go to bed after playing for a while, and my brother won't find out.Horned demons brandish forks to seduce.

Zhou Huaijing's eyes moved away, then slowly moved back, moved back, moved back, repeated several times, he finally couldn't help the temptation, picked up the helmet.

It's just for a short while, my brother won't find out.

What if that person came to him?

Back in the game, Zhou Huaijing was still in the bushes, and no one even took away the outer suit.

He becomes human and dresses happily.

It was already night, and the palace was lit with faint lights, and the castle on the hill looked like a night pearl emitting soft light from the sea.

Zhou Huaijing has not forgotten to go to the wedding, but it seems that she has missed the most exciting part.He wondered, the prince and princess got married in the evening, why is he still in this game?Shouldn't it be over?

Zhou Huaijing walked along the path in the garden towards the hall of the castle. Before leaving, he glanced at the calm lake, which was hidden in the darkness, as if a huge crisis was brewing.

This night was too unusually quiet, even the moon was stingy with giving a little light, the garden was so dead that there were no cicadas and frogs, there was no wind, the air stopped flowing, and there was a sticky smell around.

Zhou Huaijing wanted to avoid the crowd, but along the way, he didn't see a single person.

The door of the palace hall was open, but Zhou Huaijing didn't hear the slightest sound, and there seemed to be no one inside.Zhou Huaijing stepped in unguarded, only to see an unexpected scene.

There were no voices in the hall where diamond-encrusted glass chandeliers hung one after another, but it was not empty.The well-arranged rows of benches were full of people. They were exquisitely dressed and wore the exquisite clothes of nobles. They were quiet and did not talk to each other. When they heard the sound, they all raised their heads and looked at the people who came in.

There is a thick red carpet under the feet, which goes straight to the steps, and a familiar figure stands on the other end.

His Royal Highness was wearing a complicated groom's dress, holding a seductive rose in his slender fingers, with a faint smile on his handsome and seductive face, looking tenderly at the slender young man.

The prince gently opened his cold lips, and a rich and prosperous smile was brewing in his eyes, as sultry and sweet as poppies, and even his hoarse voice seemed low and not so harsh: "Come here."

It was as if someone blew a cool wind that penetrated into the bones behind the ears, and the coolness crawled all over the body, Zhou Huaijing reflexively stepped back.

His Royal Highness's smile remained unchanged, he held the red rose in his hand, and walked towards him from the steps, step by step down the steps.

The red carpet is connected at both ends, and the distance in the middle is not long, only dozens of steps away.

Zhou Huaijing didn't know what he wanted to do, but his strong uneasiness urged him to leave here.He turned quickly, but the door slammed shut in front of him, sealing the exit.He searched for a small door nearby, but the hall was completely sealed off, with its ridiculously high dome and even the stained windows tightly shut.

A completely closed hall, and a young man walking towards him with a smile on his face, everyone is watching, watching them strangely with a quiet posture.

A cold hand climbed up the back of his neck, and then the warm body approached, that hand kept rubbing his neck, hot breath sprayed on the side of his neck, ambiguous, entangled, sticky breath, The distance was too close, so close that Zhou Huaijing even heard the inexplicable sound of the man's Adam's apple rolling and swallowing, accompanied by a strange and erratic sigh of satisfaction.

A red rose was thrust into his breast pocket with one hand from behind.

Immediately afterwards, the hand stroking his neck left, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, there was a series of jingling sounds in his ears, and before he could react in time, his neck suddenly felt cold.

He lowered his head and dazedly touched the cold thing between his neck with his fingers, out of sight, he couldn't even lower his head easily.

But the touch of that thing on the neck is blunt and cold...

like iron.

He turned his head.

There was a gentle smile of satisfaction on the corner of the young man's lips. He lowered his eyes and stared at his work. A golden chain was wrapped around his slender hand. The chain hung from his hand to the air, connecting to the direction of his neck.

Zhou Huaijing opened his eyes wide, clasped the golden iron ring around his neck with both hands blankly.

The young man praised the peerless masterpiece in a cadenced tone, singing and singing: "That's great, you won't be able to escape if you do this."