Self-cultivation of Kuaichuan Green Tea

Chapter 86 The Ordinary Little Dentist (11)

Moved to Bijing smoothly, the moving company did the job easily, and only needed to move a piano in total.

It just so happened that this piano was not easy to move, Qu Lingyuan was afraid of bumping it, and kept reminding her, like an old lady.

"Calm down for a while." Bai Zisu pulled her aside to make way for the moving company.

For the sake of this piano, Bai Zisu even packed up an empty room on the second floor. The floor-to-ceiling windows face south, and the lighting is particularly good.

This was originally a study room, but he even threw out the bookshelf, leaving nothing but Qu Lingyuan's precious piano.

"Actually, it's not necessary." Qu Lingyuan looked at the bookshelf thrown out by the moving company with a stiff expression on her face.

"It's still necessary." Bai Zisu didn't care about these bookshelves, they were useless anyway, his books were all in the bedroom.

After moving here, Qu Lingyuan has been reporting to Qin Yun since Monday.

Jingzhou Hospital and Bijing Community are on the same street, and Qin Yun is just in the middle of the two places, so Bai Zisu will always send Qu Lingyuan to class first.

Chu Wenyu has never been stingy with her compliments, and Qu Lingyuan's talent is indeed worthy of praise.

She was not in a hurry to teach something, but asked Qu Lingyuan to compose the previous song in its entirety first.

Wei Meng heard about the place where Qu Lingyuan was learning the piano on the day of dinner, so she walked over quietly, hid at the door, and watched Qu Lingyuan practice the piano.

There are not many people who can pass the tenth grade in the piano test, and Wei Meng is also in the eighth grade, but she can't tell what piece Qu Lingyuan is playing.

Only her silhouette could be seen at the door, as if she was scribbling on a notebook with a pen.

Is it the song you composed?

Wei Meng's heart beat faster, and she squatted outside Qin Yun for a long time.

Listening to the sound of the piano in the house, the melody should have been finished.

Chu Wenyu shouted in the inner room: "Ling Yuan, come here."

"Here we come." Qu Lingyuan responded, put down the notebook in her hand, and walked into the room.

Seeing Qu Lingyuan leave, Wei Meng boldly entered the piano shop.

Chu Wenyu didn't install a monitor in the piano store, because there are always people in the lobby, and this time I called Qu Lingyuan away, but I only called her to ask for details after hearing that her music was almost finished.

Wei Meng flipped through the notebook briefly, and found that there were many marks of alterations, and there was also a complete version that had been sorted out.

There was a glimmer of light in her eyes, it really was a new song.

Not knowing how long Qu Lingyuan would stay indoors, she hastily took a photo of the completed piano score and left the piano shop.

Qu Lingyuan only left for a few minutes back and forth, which was enough for Wei Meng to slip away.

It has been observed a long time ago that there is no monitoring, she has nothing to do, and her steps are still very brisk.

Flipping through the photos of the piano score saved on the phone, gloating.

For things like tunes, whoever publishes them first will own them, and those that come out later are plagiarized.

She has enough piano literacy, she can hear the excellence of this piece of music.

Jealousy is inevitable, but Wei Meng is extremely excited when she thinks that the achievements of Qu Lingyuan's hard work will be crowned on her own head.

Returning to the piano from Teacher Chu Wenyu's lounge, Qu Lingyuan looked at the notebook on the piano thoughtfully.

Teacher Chu Wenyu said just now that with her aptitude for this piece of music, there are better options for apprenticeship, and when she is thoroughly practiced, she can use it as a stepping stone.

During this time, Chu Wenyu was in charge of instructing her on how to bring out the best of this piece of music.

At the end of the day's lessons, Qu Lingyuan was not in a hurry to rush home, and continued to practice new songs in the piano shop, waiting for Bai Zisu to pick her up.

This is already a tacit agreement between the two.

After strolling home, Qu Lingyuan excitedly dragged Bai Zisu to the piano without eating.

She sat on the stool by herself and took out the score she had arranged.

"My own, the first piece." Her eyes were burning, and her whole body was full of vitality that was rarely seen.

Seeing that Qu Lingyuan had specially asked him to come and listen, Bai Zisu silently took out his phone and started recording.

Every time she raised her hand, she was so graceful.

The sound of the piano is like a dream or an illusion, both true and false, and there is a gentle dance between the beginning and end of the melody.

Bai Zisu's thoughts drifted away while listening.

He doesn't know much about music, and he can hear the emotions hidden in the tunes.

She is about to break out of her cocoon, ready to move.

Pulling her fingers away from the last note, Qu Lingyuan looked expectantly at Bai Zisu, who was leaning against the wall and still holding a mobile phone.

"How about it?"

Bai Zisu regained his composure, pressed the pause button of the video, almost hit her face with his thumb, but said something inappropriate: "I never thought you could write songs with the hand you use for fighting."

Qu Lingyuan instantly returned to her violent schoolgirl appearance: "I'll beat you to death?"

For dinner, Bai Zisu ordered a big meal from the seafood restaurant and brought it home.

"What are you doing?"

Qu Lingyuan carried a bunch of packing boxes from the door to the restaurant, not knowing what to do.

"Congratulations to you."

"What's there to celebrate, it hasn't succeeded yet." She lowered her head and unpacked the box, muttering softly.

As a result, I ate more than anyone else.

The two of them had a lively meal here, while Wei Meng was the only one sitting at the head of the square table.

There was an exquisite meal in front of her, which was almost cold, and she had no appetite.

"Miss, have a couple of bites." Aunt Zhang, whom Mr. Wei invited to take care of Wei Meng, took the chopsticks and handed them to Wei Meng.

Wei Meng's facial features were wrinkled, and she took the chopsticks and threw them on the table angrily.

"I do not want to eat."

She jumped up from her chair and stomped upstairs.

Today is her birthday, but neither of her parents came back.

Socialize, socialize!
She would call Bai Zisu at this time in the past, but when she tried to make a call today, she heard the prompt to turn off the phone.

It must have been provoked by that woman, Qu Lingyuan.

Staring at the copied piano score in her hand, Wei Meng clenched her fist, and her manicured nails almost sank into her palm.

Qu Lingyuan must be having dinner with Bai Zisu now, right?
I really want to tear up this piece of paper.

After struggling for a long time, she finally resisted the impulse.

This thing can bring a big blow to that vixen, how could she be willing to tear it up.

After taking a deep breath, Wei Meng walked to the piano room and started practicing.

It's not that Bai Zisu didn't want to talk to her, but when Wei Meng called in the afternoon, just in time for him to have an operation, the phone was turned off.

　Thanks to the small cupping pots from Qidian and Qreading who piled up to 250 recommendation tickets for me. This auspicious number, ah~ I am dead, who will break the tragedy?
　　


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