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

Chapter 135 Liar is a puppy

In the video, no one showed up.

Xihua didn't know who was playing it, but the one who knew this piece must be an old friend.

It's hard for the other party to find out the video of the performance seven years ago.

I want to come to think of her occasionally in the decades since she disappeared.

Jiang Lanting is a piano learner. He listened to it over and over again with his mobile phone. He glanced at Xihua as admiration, and another glance at Xihua made him pout: "Written by 13 years old?"

Xihua felt a little guilty when she saw her, and felt a little insincere: "..." If you calculate carefully, you may have been 113 years old at that time, "...Probably, I don't remember."

Jiang Lanting hummed, and raised her face at a 45-degree angle: "You know how to do medicine, so just guide them, but you obviously know how to play the piano, but you don't show it at all, and you don't guide me! I'm not worthy after all, huh~"

"You play well, really."

"They're learning pretty well, too."

"The lab has been very busy recently, and I planned to show you off next year."

"A busy person can explain the new year every day."

Xi Hua touched her shoulder sideways, with sincerity on his face: "I'll practice with you for two days later, and I'll let you play a new piece at the annual meeting at the end of the term."

Kid Jiang Landing is still very easy to coax, and immediately smiled: "Liar is a puppy!"

Reach out to pull the hook.

Xihua was helpless, but who made these children so sincere!
I can only follow the good advice: "Liar is a puppy!"

After they checked, An Le listened to the puppet waltz again, and became very curious about the people in the video.

What Xihua played was obviously the same piece as that person played, and it was equally tenacious, stubborn, and full of confusion. Xihua's mood was more indifferent and free-spirited, while that person's tune had more of a sense of hesitation. Hesitating, joy and sorrow are tightly intertwined, wrapping that person in it, unable to break free, but turning himself into the puppet man tied by silk threads, who can only be pulled and pulled by complicated emotions.

"Who's that guy playing the piano, the entertainer?"

Xi Hua looked at her from the side, and suddenly raised a meaningful smile, and tapped her forehead lightly with his fingertips: "I'll introduce you to each other another day. I'm just an ordinary person who knows a little bit about everything."

Jiang Lanting asked her: "As ordinary as you?"

Xi Hua blinked.

After living for so long, it is indeed quite common to only learn so much.

"almost."

Everyone: "..." It might not be "one point", but "billion points"!

The coolness of the clear frost is accompanied by the light golden mist and flowing water flowing on the branches of the tree, dyeing the branches a thin yellow, and turning red the leaves of a century-old maple tree in Bailuo Manor.

The strong and handsome western man stood in the evening wind and said with a smile: "Who would have thought that the surveillance video from a few years ago could be useful? It's hard for me to find it in a pile of audio files without blinking for hours. Such a paragraph came out!"

The coquettish and noble man on the opposite side raised his forehead: "Didn't she tell you to learn computers a long time ago?"

The western man licked his itchy fangs: "It's too difficult, he will become irritable and want to bite people." He glanced at him sideways, "I haven't seen you for many years, you seem to be different. But looking at her His eyes are the same as before."

There was a star-like smile in the depths of his light-colored pupils, and he smiled lightly: "It's really different, she is different from others."

Friday is also the afternoon before the celebration banquet.

Huo Qingpei called to ask where she was.

After Xihua finished the experiment and drove those old guys who were skeptical every step of the way out of the laboratory, she was lying back in the chair to let go.

Compared with doing experiments, it is really tiring to hate those who are more serious, but more real than the focus.

"In the lab, what happened?"

Qing Pei knew that she was participating in a vaccine research project, and could probably guess what would make her so tired, so she couldn't help feeling sorry for her: "Grandpa will send someone to pick us up to the manor later, what are you doing there? Can it be handled in time?"

Based on Xihua's time, it seems that the last time I went to Bailuoke was not long ago.

But after all, there has been a reincarnation in the middle, and I really want to see what it looks like now.

"Have someone drive the car directly to the laboratory, and I can come out with a change of clothes."

The one who came to pick him up was Lin Shengsheng, still combing his serious back hair.

Obviously very young, if you insist on pretending to be mature, it feels like a child pretending to be an adult.

However, those who can handle affairs by Huo Zheng's side will definitely not be inferior in ability.

The seventh institute is a private laboratory, and the biggest investor is the Huo family, so Lin Shengsheng often comes to the laboratory with Huo Zheng, seeing too much Niubi is serious, seeing her tired appearance, silently pity her.

Being so outstanding at such a young age is easily considered "luck" and "fake" by those veterans.

Xihua got into the car and found that she was the only one, and Emotion was the first to pick her up.

Lin Shengsheng pointed to her hand: "The self-heating eye mask, the lady can lie down for a while to relieve eye fatigue. The fruits are all picked and cut before departure, very fresh."

Xi Hua nodded.

Look, young people are very careful and appropriate.

When I got to the school gate, I saw several young people waiting besides An Le and Lan Ting.

Lin Shengsheng smiled and said: "These families have a very good relationship with the old men, and they happen to be about the same age as the young lady, so go ahead and pick them up first. The young people will get to know each other very quickly when they talk together. In the future, the young lady will also be able to have more friend."

Xihua understood, no wonder there were two cars to pick him up.

It's hard for Huo Zheng and the old man to plan everything for her.

"okay, I get it."

Everyone got in the car.

The car headed towards the manor.

Zhao Yan frowned and said, "It's the first time it's open to my sister for a celebration banquet, and the guests are allowed to live in first."

Lin Shengsheng, as the person who contributed the most to the celebration banquet, explained with certainty: "Except for an old friend, no one else has lived in it yet. Mr. Huo and Mr. Zhao expected that Zhao Xinwen would buy the manuscript to exalt himself and demean Miss. So I sent some landscape photos to the guests in advance, and then someone will slap her in the face first."

After all, even if you are attending a banquet, you have to compare whoever attends is more popular!
Satisfied, Zhao Yan laughed, "No wonder! She's the only one who wants to compete with the two old men, stupid!"

Xihua: "..."

Lin Shengsheng smiled and said to Xihua: "The manor has always been well maintained, the fish in the fishing place are very plump, the autumn fruits are ready to be picked, and a few good cloth horses have also come from the racecourse. Johnny, the new dim sum chef must be better than the five-star hotel. Master Huo said, the lady has worked hard recently, so I will take a vacation with my friends and relax. "

Huo Qingpei at the side suddenly understood what his grandfather said about "excess" at the beginning.

Speaking of which, he is the grandson of the old man, right?

As a result, since his grandfather became a teacher, his eldest grandson can only appear as a "friend" of his old master's teacher.

melancholy~
The manor is located in the western outskirts of the city and occupies a large area.

Entering through the carved iron gate and changing into a convertible car, the view along the way is vast, the lawn is green, the sky is as blue as a wall, clear and transparent, and there are occasional birds flapping their wings, and the low-spirited singing is especially crisp and pleasant. , people can't help but want to let go of themselves in such freedom.

It took 5 minutes to drive to the main building.

Entering the main hall, as far as the eye can see, there is no sense of grandeur, and all the decorations are very low-key, but after a closer look, you can find that every piece, every thing, is a famous artist.

This kind of elegance is like a gentle smoke, covering the dazzling wealth with a layer of vague nobility and arrogance, which cannot be easily peeped by others.

The housekeeper of the manor is Charles Jane, a handsome and profound western beauty.

His grandfather served in the court of any country, and the royal family of any country fell. His grandfather was also convicted for serving the emperor. It was Jane who saved their family in exile. Since then, he has taken her surname, He became an ordinary person in the quiet place of Yunguo, and promised that his children and grandchildren would only serve Jian En's descendants.

Chelsea's posture was gentlemanly and neither humble nor overbearing, and he led everyone to his room.

Rong Anle watched him leave with Xi Hua, and didn't recover for a long time.

Jiang Lanting draped her shoulders, teasingly said with a smile: "You look silly?"

Rong Anle covered his heart, which was empty, as if someone had suddenly lifted the veil covering the hollowness in his heart: "I seem to know him."

Lan Ting was about to make fun of the little girl who finally fell in love, but when she turned her head, she found that her long eyelashes were stained with dampness, which made her feel sad: "What's wrong?"

Rong Anle watched his figure disappear around the corner, shedding tears in a daze: "I, I don't know..."

(End of this chapter)