Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 87
Holding the thermos, Nan Jin swallowed her saliva, and in the end, her heart sank. If something happened to her now, Du Lerong would definitely not be able to run away. No matter how good Tong Junhao was to her, he couldn't let herself be killed in front of him and remain indifferent.

"I'll taste it first." Before the soup that Du Lerong helped Nan Jin make was delivered to Nan Jin, Tong Junhao took it forcefully.

Immediately, Du Lerong's face darkened a little.

As the old saying goes, if there is an illness in a relative, taste the medicine first.

What kind of feelings does Tong Junhao have for Nan Jin, that he can taste the soup for her before she drinks it?
This cognition almost pierced Du Lerong's heart like a needle tip.

Putting the soup bowl to his lips, Tong Junhao smelled it with his nose. It was very fragrant. If you judge by the taste alone, it must be a good bowl of soup.

His earnestness made Du Lerong's face even more ugly, while Nan Jin felt embarrassment. Such protection and thoughtfulness made her feel that it shouldn't have happened to her at all, but all of them just happened.

"you……"

"not bad."

The man's faint voice made the two women breathe a sigh of relief at the same time, and when he finished drinking a bowl of soup, Nan Jin had no choice but to drink a bowl of soup with him.

There are two reasons as a last resort, Tong Junhao thinks the soup is not bad, I hope she can drink some, the other reason is Du Lerong, her embarrassment makes Nan Jin feel a little sorry, besides, Du Lerong came here specially for her today.

"Thank you!" Du Lerong was a little at a loss, and stretched out her hand to pull Nan Jin's hand, but found that she didn't seem to be that close to Nan Jin, so she had to withdraw her hands embarrassingly.

Nan Jin smiled, "It's okay."

After the apology was accepted, Du Lerong was quickly kicked out of the lounge, but she didn't leave, but went to the venue.

In addition to the contestants and teachers, there were also many spectators watching this competition. Of course, the seats were charged, otherwise the more than 1000 seats would have to be squeezed out.

Nan Jin used her own name. According to the number drawn, in the first match of the second round of promotion, Nan Jin got the fourth number. The song she chose was not a world famous song, nor did she compose it herself. The song is the simplest nursery rhyme "Mother in the Candlelight". Although this song is simple, it also pays attention to the technique and rhythm of playing.

"Nervous?" Tong Junhao stood beside her, watching her keep rubbing her hands, and raised the corners of her lips.

"Ah?" Nan Jin finally looked away from the stands, "No, it's not me, I'm nervous for him."

Tong Junhao: "..."

Surprise flashed across his calm eyes. The contestant in front of him wondered if he was too nervous, so that his nervous body shrank together before he even got on stage.

In fact, he really wanted to say in his heart, Nan Jin, how much you have to be nervous about others.

"The first time I saw a piano was in a shopping mall. I was not as tall as a piano. I looked at it obsessively, wanting to touch and touch it. My father hugged me and put me on the piano bench. , I poked lightly on the keys and made a "boom" sound, which I thought was very pleasant."

"Later, my father bought me a piano as a birthday present. I like it very much. I watched those musicians move their fingers to play beautiful music for everyone. I hope that I will also One day, I will be able to stand and dance in the kingdom of music."

"Dad told me that in ancient times, there were 999 steps leading to the gate of power. Every king who stood at the pinnacle of power had to keep climbing hard before becoming king. But before the gate of music, I didn't know there was There are many steps, but I think, even if I travel through mountains and rivers, I will try my best to open that door."

After Nan Jin finished talking about all this, she stood quietly beside Tong Junhao. The players in front of her and behind her were nervous due to various reasons. At this moment, they didn't know where they were going. They looked at her quietly. , Her tone of voice is gentle, very light, very soft, and has the power to comfort people's hearts.

A hand was suddenly placed on her waist, and her body was brought into a warm embrace. Before she could raise her head, the man's low voice rang in her ears, "I'm here, don't be afraid."

Nan Jin's body was a little stiff, she quietly nestled in Tong Junhao's arms, she didn't know how to react, until the last performer won rounds of applause, stepped off the stage from the other side, and the host asked to come down from the stage A contestant's voice made her recover from Tong Junhao's embrace.

She straightened up quietly from her arms, "I'm fine."

It's okay, but my palms are sweaty.

The contestants who were soothed by Nam Jin seemed to retreat from their nervousness and quietly waited for the start of the performance.

Nan Jin's performance was very smooth, or rather, no one expected that Nan Jin would choose such a piece of music to perform. This piece is very simple and the tune is low, but, not surprisingly, Nan Jin won everyone's applause .

I thought I could forget, I thought I could be strong, but when I played this piece again, I knew that I was still the same Nam Jin.

I need a mother's arms to carry my innocence and happiness.

The mother in the candlelight sounded from the recital hall, and the whole recital hall fell into a kind of silence.

Someone wept, thinking of her mother.

Someone's eyes were red, thinking of those years with their mother.

Someone was humming the song "Mother in the Candlelight" along with her song, but her voice became more and more choked up.

A sad piece of music pushed the atmosphere of the entire concert hall to a climax. However, at the moment Nan Jin got up to call the curtain, an accident happened.

Before Nan Jin could reach the center of the stage, she fell headfirst to the ground.

"Nan Jin!" The man's roar sounded from behind her.

Is Tong Junhao calling her?Nan Jin thought, but sank into the darkness.

Nan Jin was sent to the best hospital in Qingcheng and fell into a coma. It wasn't a big problem, but it wasn't a small problem either.

"Boss, I've started contacting experts, don't worry." As soon as Xin Te's assistant spoke out, the sound of kicking and tapping footsteps came from the other end of the corridor, light and heavy.

"Third Brother, what's going on?" Tong Xiaowu's anxious voice rang out, but Tong Mingan grabbed him, "Third Brother, what do you want us to do?"

"Get a doctor."

Gritting his teeth and dropping the three words, Tong Junhao turned to look at the busy doctors inside who didn't touch the ground.

After a three-hour body check, Nan Jin did not wake up. What was even more surprising was that Nan Jin only had a small amount of anemia and a mild concussion. Other than that, no problems were found.

(End of this chapter)