After losing the horse, the full-level boss was forced to hang up on the hot search

Chapter 125 Slapped in the face by a countryman
Zhao Xinwen frowned, and said softly, "Maybe the weather has not been very good recently, and the old wound is a little sore."

Zhao Xi's tone seemed a bit worried: "Is it serious? I will accompany you to the reexamination tomorrow. You are going to play the cello, so there should be no sequelae on your wrist."

Zhao Xinwen looked at him sensiblely and expectantly: "Will it disturb your work?"

Before Zhao Xi could answer, Chi Jing walked over.

The little girl smiled purely and spoke softly, but she didn't have the shadow of Zhao Xinwen: "Congratulate my grandfather today, Xinwen, let's play a song too!"

Zhao Xi's eyes flickered behind the lens.

I already know what Zhao Xinwen is going to do!

He glanced at Xi Hua's expression without any trace.

Ning Ning's growth environment was investigated by the family, and everyone was surprised when they learned that she had extraordinary attainments in medical skills. After all, apart from her school grades over the years, she did not have any experience in medical skills, but she completed The multiple surgeries he performed told him truthfully that all this was true.

As for music, he knew that Ning Ning could play a little piano, but the skills she had learned in the countryside were really minimal, so Zhao Xinwen was clearly using Chi Jing to embarrass Ning Ning!

But it's strange, her expression is still so indifferent but determined, it seems that she has expected it, and she is not afraid of their provocation and calculation.

For some reason, Zhao Xi felt that she should be able to handle it, so she said to Chi Jing, "Xin Wen's wrist is uncomfortable, so it's not convenient to play."

In fact, Chi Jing's voice was very low, and his voice to reject Zhao Xinwen was not too loud, but as soon as he finished speaking, a voice from the table behind immediately joined in.

Sitting behind Xihua were the siblings of the Sun family who were forced by the Jiang family to transfer schools together because they plotted against Jiang Lanting.

Sun Yingying's voice was also smiling, with a bit of sharpness: "I heard that Ms. Mu is not only good at medical skills, but also very good at playing the piano. Since Xin Wen's hands are not convenient, why don't you play a song, just for the old man Let's celebrate!"

Xihua raised her eyebrows, this is coming soon.

In order to step on her, these people are really serious about investigating everything about her in the past.

The adoptive parents love her very much. Although the financial conditions are not very good, they still sign up for some interest classes for her. They don't expect her to make a lot of money by playing the piano in the future. touch a little.

So I sent her to learn piano for a few years.

But how can the piano learned in a small rural place compare with those of them who are taught by famous teachers and famous schools?
To put it nicely, in order to congratulate Mr. Wan, he played a song for fun. After all, he just wanted to see her lose face!

The other party is also an old friend of Grandpa's, so it would be a disgrace to say no to play.

After all...how could those people who thought she stole the limelight and wanted her to lose face, give up the opportunity to laugh at her and belittle her?
Not self-sufficient.

Pushy.

Thick skinned.

Such words can always reach the hot search smoothly under Zhao Xinwen's operation.

Xihua smiled lightly: "I haven't played it for several years, and I can't find the tune."

Not far away, old Mr. Wan's face darkened when he was talking to his family with a smile.

Glancing at their table, he said coldly: "She's not a professional, don't make things difficult for her. Jingjing, come back!"

This sinking was naturally aimed at Sun Yingying and Zhao Xinwen, but those who didn't know thought he was targeting Xihua, and felt that she was losing face.

Whispering is no longer whispering:

"Playing to Mr. Wan to congratulate Mr. Wan is to give her face, but she still looks unhappy."

"Grandpa Zhao treats her like his own granddaughter, bringing her in and out. She is not grateful, and is still giving face to the Zhao family outside. A countryman is a countryman, so he can't be on the stage!"

"I really don't know what Mr. Zhao thinks, letting such an excellent grandson like Xin Wen not love him, and pampering such an inferior person!"

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Zhao Xinwen listened to everyone's discussion, and saw that Mr. Wan's face and tone were not friendly, and she felt relieved for a while, and then she stood up while covering her wrist, with an expression of preparing to sacrifice herself to save the scene, and said anxiously: "Grandpa Wan, please don't give up!" Mind, sister, she just..."

Xihua glanced at the audience, the numbers were red and black, but she was not interested at all.

Standing up first, she said with a smile, "But since Xin Wen can't move her wrist, I'll show off a song. I hope Grandpa Wan and everyone don't dislike my magic sound piercing ears."

Wan Jiare quickly smoothed things over and said, "No! No! Dr. Mu's hands are used to save lives and heal the wounded. It is an honor for Wan Jia to be able to play for my father!"

Zhao Xinwen didn't regard it as a "savior" with a gloomy look in her eyes, and said softly: "My sister is not a professional after all, or I'll do it!"

Xi Hua condescendingly looked down at the red "9" on the top of her head, with a half-smile: "Don't force yourself if your hand hurts. Congratulations to the old man. If you don't play well, just take it as a laugh for everyone."

Mr. Wan naturally heard those harsh voices, and knew that it was because of his face, he restrained his expression, nodded with a smile and said, "It's okay, I didn't play well, I will give you some pointers later."

It's a shame, but is it a loss to get Mr. Wan's advice?
Obviously not.

You have to know how many people are begging for his advice, but they have no chance!
Sun Yingying's face was a little ugly, and she couldn't help but said bitterly: "Then Mu is lucky."

Zhao Xinwen's hands tightly clutched the gauze skirt on her knees, and through the heavy gauze, her nails were almost pierced into her palms. Only by venting forcefully in this way can she maintain the decency and elegance of everyone's daughter.

"Sister, don't be nervous, play well."

Xihua walked slowly in front of the piano and sat down.

Randomly pressed a few keys to move the joints that haven't played the piano for a long time.

Zhao Xinwen's tense forehead relaxes when the sound of the piano has no rules and aesthetics. As long as she dares to play, I have a way to let her taste the feeling of being laughed at by others!

However, what Zhao Xinwen didn't expect was that the melody that obviously started to rotate randomly was like clouds, but after a clear transition sound, it was like sunshine pouring from the clouds, instantly covering people in the sunny early spring, when the lake was still thin The ice has not yet melted, and the wind, with a thin coolness, passes over the willow branches revealing new buds on the shore, passes through the mandarin ducks whispering, and carries a lone boat, with a little lingering, a little distant look, a little melancholy, with the breeze slowly Winding slowly into the distance.

The music is played smoothly and smoothly, without any trace of forceful and sophisticated, it seems to be engraved in her bones, completely belonging to her unique style.

People can't help but immerse themselves in their melancholy and melancholy along with the melody, until the melody gradually dissipates, and they are relieved one by one.

The look in the eyes of the "country people" has changed from disdain to amazement!
Although Mr. Wan has been in business, he has been influenced by music since he was a child, and he is still very sensitive in "listening". He clapped his hands and said: "I am afraid that no one can surpass this kind of piano art among his peers! He is actually comparable to famous musicians. Mr. Childs has the same ability to create artistic conceptions, even, I feel that she has not fully utilized, and she can go to the next level!"

Mr. Wan didn't want to embarrass the junior, after all, he is not a professional, especially since he saw through it from the very beginning, it was clear that Zhao Xinwen did it on purpose, using his careless granddaughter to set a trap for the little girl!Therefore, he had already thought about how to smooth things over. The big deal was that he would accept an inexperienced apprentice for Lao Zhao's sake. He didn't expect that he would tremble with excitement after hearing such an amazing song.

"The song is good! You can play it well! I really didn't expect the girl to have such a good piano skill at such a young age!" After repeated "yes", when she came over, she immediately asked, "Who taught you this piano skill? "

Xi Hua smiled and said, "I learned a little bit when I was young, but later I figured it out on my own."

Her teacher is not in the past, or in the future. The closest to this era is Charles 70 years ago. If you say it, others may think that she is crazy, so she can only reluctantly be a genius once.

Sure enough, Mr. Wan shouted "genius", and then asked: "Who wrote this song?"

Xi Hua said generously, "There is no score."

Mr. Wan was slightly surprised: "You did it temporarily?"

Xi Hua shook his head: "It doesn't count, I had some ideas before."

The whole song is bright and cold, which fits her feeling very well.

In fact, even if they don't know how to play, most of them will go to the concert. No one has heard this piece.

Although I suspected that she was lying, I couldn't find any evidence to refute it.

(End of this chapter)