BOSS Dresses as a Cutie

When Chen Xiaoyu’s secret love for Wei Shiang was inexplicably exploded, Chen Yu was ridiculed. Some people are disgusted that he is a homosexual, and more people are laughing at him.

Some people even sang the music that Chen Yu created to express his feelings on the bulletin board of the auditorium.

Now when it comes to Chen Yu, someone must have maliciously smashed his black history. Now, after he was picked up by the defender for five days, he was driven out again, and naturally became a new joke, interpreting his incompetence from beginning to end.

Listening to the faint sneer around, Qingyun is not angry, he still suspects that these ridicules come later.

But now it is also the time, Qingyun opened the phone to look at it, several of the above are the news of the Guardian's repair, one of them mentioned that he wants to fly to Germany today, I am afraid it will take some days to come back.

After class, Qingyun went into the bathroom, but happened to run into the morning and the present.

"How? Is it still accustomed to leave the home of the guardian? Do you want to go home and see?"

Even if it is ridiculous, the tone of the morning and the present is like being caring for his younger brother. If the smug in the eyes is converged, it will be more like.

Gently glanced at the morning and now, Qingyun satirized the hook and said: "I am gone, can you go in?"

Hearing the irony in Qingyun’s words, his face was gloomy for a moment, but he didn’t know what he thought of, and he laughed again: “If I want to enter the home in the future, I should use the same identity as you.”

Seeing the smile on his face, Qing Yun immediately understood his meaning. It seems that the hands and feet of the morning and the morning are fast, and now he is with Wei Shiang.

It is also strange to say that when Chen Yu was secretly in love with Wei Shiang, he almost got the ridicule of the whole school. After Wei Shiang and Xiangchen are together, they are blessed. Is the gap between the protagonist and the cannon fodder so big?

To the morning and nowadays, he said this to him, but he was also motivated by the guardian of the world. Unfortunately, he was wrong with the morning and the present, and now Wei Shiang is nothing in his heart.

Seeing that Chen Yu did not show his sad expression because of his own words, but his face was dull, and he was surprisingly dissatisfied with the morning and the present, and even the joy of being with Wei Shiang was a little lighter.

To the morning and today, I couldn’t help but wonder if Chen Yu did not respond to his things with Wei Shiang. Is it like other people?

Fighting for the morning feathers has become a habit. I can't help but think about all kinds of possibilities. Suddenly a name emerges in the mind of the morning and the present. He glances and then shakes his head and smiles.

How could it be Wei Changxiu, and then how can the character be with Chen Yu?

After finishing the last lesson, Qing Yungang was ready to leave with a book. When he flipped through the book, he knew that his book had no book, and even the piano he had placed on his side disappeared.

The time in my mind flashed over some memories of Chen Yu. This memory is dark and painful, and it is deeply engraved in the mind of Chen Yu, so that Qingyun is somewhat affected.

Hey, bullies can't play new tricks.

But often these simple, even so-called playful actions, are leaving indelible harm to Chen Yu’s heart.

At the beginning, someone stole his sheet music and teared it down and posted it on the bulletin board of the auditorium. A group of people who are doing nothing sneer at it, even using his inferior skills to pull the music he wrote, trampling on the most childlike feelings of Chen Yu.

Qing Yun's facelessly packed up the good things, he easily opened Wei Ming, and walked alone to the auditorium.

The other side guard has already taken the car to the airport. He always has Wei Ming and Wei Qi, but now he is only Wei Qi.

Sitting in the car, Wei Chang repaired the phone in an uncharacteristic manner. In fact, this is his true state in these days. He didn't expect that after that day, his little feathers would never return to the house.

In other words, Wei Changxiu has not seen Qingyun for three days. Even the information he sent to the teenager, the teenager did not return, he was like a decisive cut off all the connections between the two.

If Wei Ming did not report to Wei Chang’s daily report about Qing Yun, Wei Changxiu could hardly suppress the emotion he wanted to see.

Looking at the information again, Wei Chang closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down. Dr. Michelle of Germany has made great achievements in the field of mental illness, and there are the most advanced treatment devices there, so Wei Changxiu decided to go personally.

This is only a preliminary screening. As long as the doctor said that his illness is hopeful to cure, even if it is relieved, he will immediately return to the country to personally pursue his small feathers.

He wants to hold a grand marriage proposal and let everyone know in the most romantic way. It is the most precious treasure of his long-term repair.

Wei Chang’s gaze slowly calmed down and became firm. If...if there is no way for his illness, then Wei will be the strongest reliance on small feathers in the world.

The driver in front, and the Wei Qi who was next to Wei Changxiu, did not know that Wei Wei, who is the owner of the Wei family, had decided to give the entire Wei to an outsider who had nothing to do with the Wei family.

But even if they know it is useless, since Wei Changxiu has already made plans, he can guarantee that even if one day he completely loses his sense, no one in the Wei family will rebel against Chen Yu.

The airport is already in sight, and the mobile phone that Wei’s hand is holding in his hand is ringing.

Wei Changxiu flashed a trace of joy, but looked down and found that it was the phone call Wei Ming called.

Wei Chang’s brow immediately wrinkled. He didn’t delay and immediately connected the phone: “What happened?”

"Boss, it's not good, I lost it to Mr.." Wei Ming's voice came from the panting voice. "And... Mr. Xiang is not very good at school recently, so..."

Wei Changxiu's face gradually became dignified, and the harsh traces between his eyebrows immediately emerged: "Where are you missing? Is Xiaoyu still at school?"

"The last lesson for Mr. Xiang, I should go back to the dormitory, but I have already visited the student apartment and I have not seen Mr. Xiang. And I have contacted the family and brought a group of people to look for it in the school..."

"Contact the dean of the Conservatory of Music and let him come forward to deal with it." Wei Changshuo ordered the voice, and did not raise the head and said to the driver in front, "Return, go to the Conservatory."

"But...boss, plane..." Wei Qi screamed at the side.

Wei Changxiu did not hesitate: "Go back."

The little feathers were in a bad state at school recently. Why didn't Wei Ming tell him in advance? Was it bullied, or was it sad because he didn't get his reply that day?

Damn, he should go to see him personally before he leaves.

Wei Chang repaired his hands together, but his heart was unsettled, and there seemed to be a voice in his heart that constantly reprimanded him. He should not let the small feathers leave, only stay with him, he The baby is the safest.

Before Qingyun had not walked to the auditorium, he heard the noise in front.

"Come and come, come see, the music that our music prodigy has written the latest, so lingering, who is this to be dedicated to?"

"What did he write? When the confession does not scare people away?"

"Hey, who is the child prodigy? Who is he always secretly secret? Didn't it confess?"

"Are we not helping him?"

This group of students who laughed at Chen Yu was probably screened out at the beginning of the international music competition. They were the bottom students of the entire music school, but they found their sense of existence by bullying to Chen Yu.

After all, even if the rest of the people are dissatisfied with Chen Yu’s feelings toward the morning and the present, they will not make such inferior means.

Of course, not only those students who do not learn anything, but at least some of them are instructed by Wei Shiang.

It's like standing at the top, holding the violin to Chen Yu. His name is Zhang Lin, who is a family member of the Jingcheng chapter. The Zhang family always wanted to have a relationship with the Wei family. He did not expect things that were not done by generations, but he was done by the second ancestor who did not learn anything at home.

Zhang Lin had been holding the thigh of Wei Shiang in the school from the beginning, and he was not able to get things done by Wei Shiang.

At this moment, Zhang Lin picked up the violin and made a look at it. He sneered at the sound of Chen Yu. "Please let me play a song for everyone, so I can express my opinion on Wei Shiang. The love of the seniors!"

Said, he will pull up the bow.

However, at this time a clear voice swept away the usual embarrassment, and it sounded in everyone's ear: "My music score? Give it back to me."

There is no sternness in this voice, and some are only plain and firm orders, so that these young girls who are noisy will be quiet.

They turned around and saw the protagonist of their ridicule, and immediately swept away the fear that had just emerged from the heart: "Hey, the prodigy is coming, Zhang Lin, come down, let the prodigy play!"

"No, no, how can you take my chance? You must let me come!" Zhang Lin said with a smile on his hippie face. He looked at Chen Yu and deliberately shouted to someone on the periphery. Hello, who will help me call the world!"

When he finished, he looked at Chen Yu, who was not far away, and tried to find an embarrassing expression on his face.

However, Zhang Lin was disappointed. Standing there to Chen Yu, the attitude was not arrogant, but there was no embarrassing performance.

Qing Yun looked at Zhang Lin, who was trying to play the piano. Muir smiled: "You said you want to play the song I wrote?"

"Yes!" Zhang Lin's heart is not good, but still stalked the neck. "Do you write a song that is not a baby?"

"Then let's get started."

It is expected that Chen Yu will only stand down when he kneels down this sentence. It seems that he really wants to watch Zhang Lin play his scores all over again.

"Where, Zhang Lin started to you, do people agree?"

A group of people started to squat.

Zhang Lin smiled and tried to play the piano, but when he saw the score, he was stunned. The beginning of this song is two extremely difficult skills, the left hand chord, the right hand and two jumping bows, if the performance is not good, pull out is a mess.

Zhang Lin’s right hand holding the bow could not help but tremble. Is this song really written to Chen Yu?

Seeing that Zhang Lin was late, the surrounding spectators could not help but urge: "Hey, Zhang Lin, what are you talking about, hurry up, wait until the guardian is coming!"

"No, Zhang Lin, you can't do it!"

"Shut up!" Zhang Lin was so angry that he couldn't help but screamed at the surroundings. He turned his head and saw the eyes of Chen Yu's eyes with irony.

Where does Zhang Lin endure this teenager who is almost degraded into the dust on weekdays, so look at himself? He took a deep breath and put the bow on the strings, pulling the violin under the public eye.

However, at the beginning, two weird tones came out, which was extremely harsh. Even the passers-by who passed the auditorium could not help but frown.

"Zhang Lin! What's wrong with you? It's so ugly to pull, hasn't practiced the piano for a few months?" Another student who planned this with Zhang Lin went through the crowd and went to Zhang Lin's side. He looked down. The score also stunned, and then turned to look at Chen Yu incredibly.

This funny opening quieted all the noisy students present. They looked at the teenager who was slowly approaching here. Suddenly they realized that he was no longer the morning feather that they were bullying.

In the international music competition, he played the songs that the top violinists could play, and the musicians Rosef was full of praise.

Although they are insulting him, or just insulting him, but no one can orient Chen Yu’s talent in music.

Compared with the morning feathers, they are a pool of mud, and their current behavior is to bring their own style to the lowest.

Seeing a group of students squatting, an old professor who was going to work on wood, curiously smashed through the crowd, looked at the music on the bulletin board, and was shocked. He shuddered and took out his mobile phone carefully. Take the above scores, as if you have seen any treasures.

But the old professor wore it too ordinary, and the students did not notice him.

"You are enough for Chen Yu!" At this time, the sound of Wei Shiang sounded, and suddenly attracted the attention of everyone.

When Wei Shiang appeared, he strode to Qingyun. As he approached, he looked at him with disgusted eyes: "To Chen Yu, I thought I had said enough, please accept your emotions, Don't secretly have any music scores. I feel sick when I think of someone like you who loves me!"

"And, don't try to enter the Wei family to get close to me. The next time I know, I will drive you out!"

Wei Shiang said that he was justified. He felt that he had been sent to Chen Yu the next day after he had found his second uncle. He must have heard his words in the second uncle.

This made Wei Shiang very proud, but he was not prepared to let go of Chen Yu. After all, he just pursued to go to the morning and now, so he especially wanted to give his sweetheart a head again, so that he was adopted by his family but he did not know how to be grateful. In the newspaper, the teenager who has been looking for trouble with Chen Yu has had a hard time.

Qingyun looked at Wei Shiang and only felt like watching this neuropathy. Where does this person come to believe that he is writing these pieces to him? Moreover, where does the secret love of Chen Yu hinder him? The timid teenager only used this emotion as the pillar of his life, and did not bring any trouble to Wei Shiang.

If it is not revealed to the morning and the present, I am afraid that until the graduation to Chen Yu, no one will know that he likes to guard the world.

"Put up your narcissistic face, none of my songs are written for you." Qing Yun glanced at him coldly, then he looked at Zhang Lin on the high platform, and did not give it to Wei Shi. Ang is one point of attention.

"Give me my piano and the scores."

"Give it to you! What is it?" Looking at the unhappiness to Chen Yu, Zhang Lin thought of his previous performance and felt a hot face, suddenly angry and angry, his piano in the handle and the stack of music Qingyun.

Qingyun looked awkwardly and just wanted to pick up the piano sideways, but he heard the voice of the defender: "Boss, find Mr. Xiang!"

Uh... is it so clever? In the past few days, the forbearance and entanglement in the eyes of Wei Chang’s eyes once again appeared in the heart of Qing Yun’s heart. His dodging figure deliberately slammed, and the violin was slammed on his shoulder, and the music that fluttered was also swaying. Qingyun has a body.

The thin teenager was squatted down on the ground, surrounded by scattered music, and the teenager lowered his head, and the face was full of tolerance and unbearable.

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