The real daughter is studying again

Shen Jingjing's face turned pale in an instant, her fingers overlapped and pinched tightly, her heart suddenly sank.

What is Song Wenjing talking about?
"My evaluation is that it is not as good as my ten-year-old niece."

Song Wenjing suddenly smiled, his tone was a bit mean.

"Song Wenjing, what do you mean?"

Shen Jingjing's complexion became even worse, she looked at Song Wenjing in astonishment, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Was Song Wenjing mocking her just now?
She has practiced the piano for more than ten years. If Song Wenjing said this at this time, wouldn't that be a blatant satire on her?

Shen Jingjing felt that she was not well.

"Jingjing's piano is recognized by the whole school as very good, Song Wenjing, you don't need to say such exaggerated words."

Jiang Muning frowned, and turned back bluntly, a little upset with Song Wenjing.

Song Wenjing pursed her lips, "literally."

"It just means that you don't know how to play the piano."

Song Wenjing's eyes were full of smiles, dotted with stars, but Shen Jingjing found it extremely dazzling.

"I……"

"It's bad, you need to practice more."

Song Wenjing put down these words and walked out.

Shen Jingjing's piano is indeed pretty good, but it's not good enough for him.

Song Wenjing was not joking when she said that Shen Jingjing's piano skills were not as good as his ten-year-old niece's. His niece's talent for piano was very good.

I liked the piano when I was babbling, and I started to touch the piano at a very young age, and now I am learning the piano with a well-known event.

In fact, talent accounts for a greater proportion of hard work in a person's success, while Shen Jingjing's talent is mediocre.

"Song Wenjing, why do you say I don't understand the piano?"

Shen Jingjing's face suddenly turned red, and she yelled.

Why did Song Wenjing deny the things she was so proud of?

She has been praised since she was a child, and many people praised her for playing the piano well. Why does Song Wenjing have it?
Just because of Shen Qingtang?
"Because you really don't understand."

Song Wenjing didn't just walk away, he replied.

Shen Jingjing's eye sockets became even redder, she bit her lips tightly, I felt pity for her.

Jiang Muning felt distressed all of a sudden, "Jingjing, don't cry, you are the best, Song Wenjing doesn't understand."

Jiang Muning's heart softened, and he couldn't help comforting Shen Jingjing.

When a girl cries, he tends to soften his heart.

Song Wenjing turned around suddenly, he walked in the direction of the piano, and then stood in front of the piano.

"You can listen to it yourself."

He randomly tapped a few notes on the piano with one hand, and his movements were smooth. It seemed that he was no stranger to the piano.

Shen Jingjing froze, she bit her lip tightly and looked at Song Wenjing, her heart sank.

For a piano learner, even if her aptitude is mediocre, she can hear something from a simple note.

Although Song Wenjing only played a few notes just now, Shen Jingjing already felt it.

Song Wenjing's height may not be reached in her lifetime.

"I hope you're not the one who loses face tonight."

Song Wenjing felt happy, and he walked out with a stride.

Shen Jingjing bit her lips tightly and did not speak.

"Jingjing, don't talk to him."

Jiang Muning stepped forward to comfort Shen Jingjing, he didn't know much about the piano, he only knew whether it sounded good or not.

He didn't hear anything from Song Wenjing's few notes at all.

"But……"

"Jingjing is the best."

Jiang Muning praised a few words.

Shen Jingjing nodded reluctantly, but her complexion was not very good, and the nature of practicing piano was gone.

Class thirteen was in class, the teacher was speaking on the podium, and Shen Qingtang was doing her own exercises.

Classes are business as usual.

"Student Shen Qingtang, don't you need to go to rehearse?"

The chemistry teacher looked at Shen Qingtang several times, and finally couldn't help asking.

Anyway, Shen Qingtang's chemistry is very good, and it's not a big deal to skip a class. He is still looking forward to Shen Qingtang's performance.

Shen Qingtang calmly refused, "No need."

rehearse?

Sorry, she doesn't need this stuff.

It's fine to go up and dance casually at that time, it's not a big problem, it's just that you don't lose face anyway.

The chemistry teacher hesitated to speak, and finally continued to focus on his own class.

Forget it, let your students do whatever they like.

Of course, many people looked in Shen Qingtang's direction frequently, with inquiry.

very curious.

"Shen Qingtang..."

"Shh, listen carefully."

"Don't bother me with the questions."

Before Chu Yi could speak completely, he was interrupted by Shen Qingtang.

Chu Yi hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing.

So Shen Qingtang is really immersed in the atmosphere of learning?

The time of one class flew by, Shen Qingtang stretched her waist, and took a nap on the table for a while.

Looking helplessly at Shen Qingtang's Class [-] students who were lying down and sleeping, "???"

Is Shen Qingtang ambitious, or is she fully prepared?
Why is she not in a hurry?
Doesn't she know how many people in the whole school are waiting to see her jokes?

Shen Qingtang wouldn't just make people change because of his academic performance, and then be laughed at because of the party, right?

After getting along for so long, the students in Class [-] all thought that Shen Qingtang was pretty good, or maybe this was the eldest lady who turned her back.

"I really want to remind her, but she doesn't seem to be in a hurry."

"She's not just not in a hurry, she's big-hearted."

"I think so too, I feel like she has a feeling of giving up automatically."

"I saved a life, I'm really worried for her."

"..."

Several girls were whispering, feeling anxious for Shen Qingtang in their hearts.

And the protagonist being talked about is still sleeping on the table.

After studying for a day, I feel a little sleepy, so I need to lie down and take a rest, or I will not have enough energy later.

"Sister, it's time for us to change clothes."

Shen Jingjing walked in, she stood beside Shen Qingtang's table, and called softly.

Shen Qingtang didn't wake up.

"Sister, don't sleep."

Shen Jingjing then called Shen Qingtang.

Her voice was soft and waxy, not aggressive at all, and her voice was not loud.

Shen Qingtang still didn't wake up.

"Shen Qingtang."

There were still some boys who couldn't stand it and yelled for help.

Shen Qingtang woke up slowly, and when she raised her eyes, she met Shen Jingjing's smiling face. She was in a bad mood.

annoying.

"Sister, it's time for us to prepare."

"It takes a little time to put on makeup, change clothes and so on."

Shen Jingjing counted with her fingers, her voice was neither soft nor heavy.

"Row."

Shen Qingtang did not refuse, and left with Shen Jingjing openly.

Makeup, right?

Hmm, she will kill Shen Jingjing immediately.

She is still very confident in her appearance.

"Did sister practice dancing well?"

Shen Jingjing asked casually.