Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 786 45. Engraving on the piano board? who is the asshole

The dormitory was quiet for a moment, and a moment later, a cabinet door was cautiously opened.
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Children who can come to Shuren to go to school do not have poor family conditions.

But not every child with good family conditions is generous enough. For example, in the dormitory next to Wang Xiaohu, there is a boy who never shares snacks with his roommates. When he eats from others, he is not polite at all.

However, it is somewhat understandable that the scholar strictly ordered the dormitory students to bring snacks to the dormitory, so most of the children who lived on campus could only secretly stuff a little here and there when they returned to school every week.

Wang Xiaohu is different. As one of the few players in the school who still has a bed as a day student, he can bring some snacks when he goes home.

Therefore, the legend of Brother Tiger’s Cabinet in the Men’s Dormitory 211 also exists. It is said that there will never be a shortage of goods here.

They are a group of children in junior high school, and they are also a group of children who have no shortage of food and drink at home, but here, after Tuesday, a pack of spicy strips can make them red-eyed.

Who cares about this stuff at home?

Therefore, whoever has food to eat has the right to speak.

Whoever has food to eat and is generous will be the head of the house.

Why is the president upset? No one in the dormitory knows.

There are too many girls who like the president.

Hate people or not! ?
But they are not envious because the president can sing, play the piano, is handsome, and is good at sports.

At the autumn sports meeting not long ago, the president took over the last baton of the four-by-one race while lagging behind, and finally turned the tide and overtook Class 5 and Class 9 ten meters before the finish line, winning the championship for Class 4. The most valuable first place in the sports meeting.

Not to mention those girls, even the boys couldn't stand looking at that scene.

It’s almost criminally handsome!
However, they have also seen that being liked by many girls is not an enviable thing. The president dare not leave the classroom after class every day.

"Headmaster, if you want me to say that Qiao Zhizhi is the most perfect, she is pretty, has good grades, can play the violin, and dances better than those girls in Kuai's hands."

Military Advisor No. 1 Gao Weijie came over while munching on the bread, "You guys were very close before, so I think it's okay."

Before changing the situation, Wang Xiaohu would definitely say, if you think it's okay, go for it, but after a conversation with the teacher, he felt that before he could make it clear to Qiao Zhizhi, he had to stop the spread of such rumors.

"Listen up," Wang Xiaohu stood up and asked a few people to put down their food first. Seeing Wang Xiaohu showing a rare seriousness, the dormitory became quiet again.

Recalling the teacher's words, Wang Xiaohu continued: "Don't misunderstand us. He always comes to me just because we were classmates and participated in performances together, so we have a good relationship. It's okay for you to joke around in the dormitory. Don't talk nonsense when you go out. , a little bit of the most basic respect for girls, okay?”

The dormitory is quieter.

Everyone, look at me and I look at you. As the head of the dormitory said, he is so handsome!

Gao Weijie thought about when he would be able to say what the dormitory chief said. Many girls must be very moved!

"Really, don't talk nonsense when you go out. The relationship between me and her was really good before. I avoided her not because of anything else, but because I was afraid that others would misunderstand her."

Regarding what was said just now, everyone felt that the dormitory director was pretending, but now that they heard the dormitory director personally admit that he and Qiao Zhizhi have a very good relationship, everyone felt that the two people really had nothing to do with each other.

"Eat quickly and take a nap after eating."

After saying that, Wang Xiaohu lay down and closed his eyes. He could eat snacks as he pleased, but he couldn't speak casually.
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The camera returns to the dinner table.

Just now, Li An and Chen Xuan were talking about selecting songs for Xiao Che's competition. Xiao Hu's grandpa, Xiao Che, was going to participate in the cultural center's competition at the end of the year, so he asked Xiao Hu if he wanted to participate.

"Of course Xiaohu has to participate." However, Ang Lee also explained that the repertoire prepared for Xiaoqi was also for participating in another competition.

"Chopin International Youth Piano Competition."

As soon as Grandpa Xiaohu heard the name of this event, he knew that this was not something that Wang Xiaohu could get involved in. "This competition is quite difficult, isn't it?"

Ang Lee: "It's difficult. In the first round of video auditions, more than 90% of the contestants have to be eliminated in this round of national auditions."

Xu Li: "Will the ones who stay directly participate in the finals?"

Ang Lee: "Yes, but it's just a domestic final. The top three can represent the country in Poland to participate in the final global finals."

Grandpa Little Tiger: "Warsaw, the hometown of Chopin."

Li An: "You are so awesome."

Grandpa Xiaohu: "I just know such a musician. Che Lin is really amazing. From now on, she will be your key training target."

Li An: "She and Xiaohu, one plays piano and the other conducts, they are both key training targets."

Grandpa Little Tiger: "Hahaha——"

The old man couldn't be happier after hearing this.
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There was still half an hour before school, so the car stopped.

Before leaving, he planned to help Wang Xiaohu wipe the piano keys. The room was so clean, but the piano keys were greasy.

Car took out two sheets of paper from the piano and began to rub them one by one from the bass to the treble. After wiping the last treble, her eyes fell on the paint on the side panels of the keys.

The delicate brows furrowed and she secretly yelled at Wang Xiaohu for not caring about the piano too much.

The originally smooth and beautiful paint surface was scratched with a crooked 'clean' mark, but it was still clean!
Not clean at all.

She could wipe away the dust stains, but she couldn't do anything about the scratches. Besides, this was not her piano. Finally, she took off the piano cover and wiped it. The car got up and moved the piano stool back to its original position.

She really couldn't stand the messy music scores on the piano board, so she helped Wang Xiaohu organize the music scores.

Before going out, she glanced at Spongebob on the wall and smiled softly.

Who would have thought.

"Goodbye teacher, goodbye teacher Chen, goodbye Aunt Xu, goodbye Grandpa Xu."

"Slow down on the road."

"Watch the car."

"Go home first after school."

"I have time to write my homework during the break."

Amidst all the warnings, the little car went to school.

The four adults here have almost reached an agreement, "Then we will measure the house at ten o'clock the day after tomorrow. Uncle Xu, please contact us for decoration, and I will make a list of teaching aids."

Xu Li: "You two go back and have a good rest."

Li An and the two helped clear the table, said goodbye to the corridor, and entered the elevator with the garbage.
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The 80,000-year-old family finally saw their mistress return, but what was waiting for her was the closed door of the bedroom.

The moment he walked in, someone's legs went weak.

It was dark inside the door.

Eighty thousand people outside the door shook their heads after listening for a while, returned to the living room and jumped onto the window sill.

It was a good afternoon and the sun was just right. On the lawn in the distance, a thin little tabby cat attracted 80,000's attention again.

If 80,000 yuan could be counted, it would have seen this little tabby cat through the window no less than fifty times.
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"Di-"

Melodious string music sounded in the corridor, and the storyteller had a very good taste, so he used Mozart's Minuet in D major as the recess bell.

Qiao Zhizhi came to the next get out of class to look for Wang Xiaohu as soon as class was over. She stopped a girl and asked, "Can you call me down?"

The girl didn't even finish listening to Qiao Zhizhi's words, she turned around and yelled at the class.

"Sports committee!"

When the sports committee heard, the six people in Dormitory 211 and some of the "good guys" classmates in the class all looked towards the classroom door. Sure enough, there was Qiao Zhizhi's figure outside the door again.

There was no hooting at all, this was nothing new in this era.

But the glances made Qiao Zhizhi quickly leave everyone's sight, and she walked to the window sill to wait.

She did have something to do with Wang Xiaohu today. She thought that if Wang Xiaohu didn't come out, she would ask him again during the piano literacy class tomorrow.

Seeing people coming out of Class 4 one after another, but Wang Xiaohu was nowhere to be seen, Qiao Zhizhi had no choice but to give up.

At this moment, everyone in Class 4 saw Wang Xiaohu stand up from his seat.

The principal is getting hard! Dormitory 211 collectively shouted in their hearts.

Wang Xiaohu didn't care about other people's looks. Anyway, he was ready to say whatever he wanted to say to Qiao Zhizhi later.

But as soon as he walked out of the classroom door, he stuttered and looked at each other. Qiao Zhizhi, who was about to go back to class, stopped, and a pair of almond eyes fell on the corners of Wang Xiaohu's mouth that raised unnaturally.

"what happened?"

Wang Xiaohu stepped forward to ask, seemingly feeling that the scene was too dry. He added: "I was not feeling well this morning and had a cold. I wasted a little time taking notes just now."

Feeling uncomfortable with a cold? Were you taking notes just now?

Listening to these two unrelated words from Wang Xiaohu, Qiao Zhizhi smiled inwardly. Are you explaining to me?
However, she did not let her emotions stay for a second. She got straight to the point and asked, "Do you know about the club performance week next month?"

"Ah?" Wang Xiaohu was immediately attracted and subconsciously shook his head, "What's going on?"

Seeing that Wang Xiaohu didn't know yet, Qiao Zhizhi explained, "The first week of November is the club achievement week. Students who want to participate can use their spare time to rehearse the show. If they perform well, they will have the opportunity to represent the school and perform outside the school."

"That's a good thing," Wang Xiaohu felt it immediately, and then showed a puzzled expression, "How did you know?"

Qiao Zhizhi: "Teacher Ma told me."

Wang Xiaohu blinked, why didn't the teacher tell him such a big thing, but now he already knew: "Tell me more about it."

Qiao Zhizhi directly extracted the key points this time.

First, it is organized voluntarily by club members in their spare time.

Second, the exhibition period is one week, and the school provides the venue.
Thirdly, the three most popular clubs will represent the school in off-campus presentations.

Wang Xiaohu heard it clearly this time, but the question that followed was, "Some societies can't display it at all, so how can they display their art?"

Qiao Zhizhi asked the same question as Wang Xiaohu yesterday. Teacher Ma's explanation was: "Each club has different subjects, and the way of display is naturally different. For example, the art group has an art exhibition, and the roller skating group has background music. Do fancy arrangements.”

Wang Xiaohu understood, "It's interesting."

Qiao Zhizhi nodded and said, "So our club must also have a program."

Wang Xiaohu raised his left eyebrow: "Us? Aren't you from a hip-hop club?"

Qiao Zhizhi suppressed the anger that suddenly jumped up in her heart and asked: "Isn't the piano literacy class for the orchestra club?"

Wang Xiaohu had really never regarded Qiao Zhizhi as a member of the orchestra club, but when he heard what he said, he was right, "So be it."

Qiao Zhizhi secretly said: ".That's why I came to you to discuss the orchestral club program."

Wang Xiaohu was speechless: "Just listen to Teacher Li on this matter. Why are you worrying so much?"

Qiao Zhizhi couldn't hold back the fire in her heart: "Are you listening carefully?"

Seeing this, who are you questioning here? Wang Xiaohu said impatiently: "Why didn't I listen carefully? Don't you mean that Teacher Ma said to let the club members organize themselves? Our seventh grade is the biggest, right? We have to take responsibility. Do some research in advance, am I right?”

Qiao Zhizhi's aura suddenly became higher: "Yes, what's the problem?"

When Wang Xiaohu saw this, he became angry. What he hated most in school were people who thought they were showing off. When he thought about it, wasn't Qiao Zhizhi this kind of person? When he was in Jinhua, it seemed that you were the only one who could do it. You were better than the teacher. sharp.

The more I think about Wang Xiaohu, the angrier I get. You are so powerful and proud. Why do you come to me? Why do you come here to show off? Show off that you've been great since elementary school, and show that I can't do anything?

For a moment, Wang Xiaohu's previous enthusiasm came back, "I don't care what Ma Hui says, I only listen to my teacher, and this is a scholar, not Jinhua, do you understand?"

"You." Qiao Zhizhi felt as if her throat was blocked, her expression changed several times, and finally she nodded in disappointment, "I understand, I guess I saw the wrong person."

Wang Xiaohu was feeling annoyed about what he had just said. He took Qiao Zhizhi's words and laughed. The setting sun outside the window happened to cast a faint warm golden color on his smiling face. "That's great. I'll show it to someone else in the future." "How many people are waiting in line in the school?"

Qiao Zhizhi didn't seem to hear what Wang Xiaohu was saying, "I don't know how to conduct, I can't play the clarinet, and I've just started to play the piano, so I came to you to ask for your thoughts."

For a moment, Wang Xiaohu turned his head with difficulty.

He didn't know what his expression was at the moment, but he saw the crowd gathering around the class entrance to eat melon quickly dispersed.

Sighing dejectedly, he didn't know how he returned to his seat, as if all the laughter in the classroom had nothing to do with him again.

The seat seemed to have become a prison, and he seemed to have returned to Jinhua.

There is only that sentence in my mind that cannot be deleted, echoing over and over again.

'You know how to conduct, and you can play and sing, so I came to you to hear your thoughts. '
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Wang Xiaohu is going home today, and other students will go to the cafeteria after school. He is the only one in the corridor carrying his schoolbag.

"Chief, are you okay?"

"It's okay, just a little tired."

"How about we go to the cafeteria to have something to eat before going home?"

"No, my mother is waiting for me."

Wang Xiaohu managed to cope with it, but at this moment, the voices of several girls behind him came.

"Zhizhi, let's go directly to the dance studio."

"No, I have to eat first."

Then they saw a group of girls from the hip-hop club passing by them quickly, talking and laughing as they ran towards the next staircase.

Seeing Qiao Zhizhi still smiling, Wang Xiaohu suddenly felt better.

"Greetings, Chief."

"bye."

Farewell to Gao Weijie at the entrance of the teaching building, Wang Xiaohu walked towards the school entrance.

The lost shadow on the ground clung to him step by step.
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bedroom.

"Hurry up and get dressed, Linlin is coming back."

"Can you let me take a break?"

"No, hurry up."

Li An didn't know whether he should describe himself as happy at this moment, or as surviving?

They probably had them all. After getting out of bed, he started looking for clothes.

"Hey, I haven't told you yet. Linlin called me Mistress in the bathroom today."

"Don't call me Mistress. We'll go get some 20 cents after she finishes her homework."

"Forget it, let her do her homework in peace."

"Then let's go eat."

"You can choose to go there by yourself on an electric bike and bring it back to us."

"Then why not order takeout?"

The two of them giggled.

(End of this chapter)