This Fake Daughter Deserves To Be Spoiled

Yang Chuyue used to learn the Erhu in the hands of Teacher Qiao, and the boy in front of him is Teacher Qiao's son.

"Don't worry, I won't tell you." Qiao Yue stood up and gave Yang Chuyue the chair.

Yang Chuyue sat down and looked down at the erhu in her hand. She felt a sense of familiarity when she first started, but she still found it.

In the beginning, she learned Erhu because of her grandfather.

When she was a child, Yang Chuyue would go to her grandmother's house to play for a period of time every summer vacation. What impressed her most was the two erhus hanging in her grandfather's study. Grandma liked to go out to play cards, so she went to play together.

When the sunset was overwhelming, she bit the popsicle and walked back behind her grandmother's ass. From a distance, she could see her grandfather sitting on the small bench and pulling the erhu at the door.

In the beginning, she followed her grandfather to the door, one old and one young, two benches, two erhus. Later, Mama Yang enrolled her in class. Yang Chuyue started to learn from Teacher Qiao, but every time she went to her grandmother’s house on vacation. At that time, he would still get together with his grandfather.

Yang Chuyue wanted to play "Blessed Lovers" by Grandpa Chang at that time, but when she raised her eyes, she suddenly saw Tang Shuangxu who didn't know when she came over. Her mind moved slightly, and the tune that came out changed when she moved her hands.

"What is this?" Qiao Yue was taken aback for a moment.

Someone next to him whispered: "It's so familiar... I seem to have heard it somewhere, but I just can't remember it."

"That song!" Qin Tao, who was pressing her leg not far away, suddenly looked surprised, "It's the song that she often listens to recently, called called..."

She obviously felt that the title of the song had reached her lips, but she just couldn't say it, so that her anxious legs didn't press on her, and she jumped on the spot twice.

"You are a song in my heart~" someone suddenly sang.

Qin Tao exclaimed, and someone snapped his fingers, "This is it!"

Although this song is a little bit old for them, after guessing it, with Yang Chuyue's tune, someone soon followed it.

There are many people who can sing.

When it was over, Yang Chuyue caught a glimpse of Qiao Yue holding her mobile phone next to her. She stretched out her hand to grab it, "Qiao Yue! I said I didn't tell Teacher Qiao!"

"I didn't tell him!" Joe dodged, "I just made a video and didn't do anything, really!"

Yang Chuyue didn't believe him, so she put down her erhu and went up to grab the phone, "You quickly delete it for me! If Teacher Qiao sees it, I will be miserable..."

Teacher Qiao teaches erhu very well, but he is a little bit old-fashioned. He doesn't like them to use erhu to play those popular songs and so on. I hope they can learn the famous erhu songs well.

Although Yang Chuyue hasn't been to Teacher Qiao for a long time, but the majesty of Qiao is still there, Yang Chuyue feels a little frustrated.

The two were playing and arguing. The taller and thiner Qiao grew, the more flexible he was like a monkey. Yang Chuyue was about to catch him several times, but she could only watch him escape from her own hands.

While chasing, Yang Chuyue caught a glimpse of Tang Shuangxu standing there, just as Qiao was running towards that side, she hurriedly shouted: "Axu, help me stop him!"

"Yang Chuyue, you can't find a helper!" The less Qiao didn't know Tang Shuangxu, he heard her calling someone.

When he ran past Tang Shuangxu, someone stretched out his hand.

Yang Chuyue was overjoyed, and immediately rushed over, reached out and took the phone over, "Axu, good job!"

She took Qiao Yue's cell phone and took a look at it. It was the chat interface between Qiao Yue and Teacher Qiao, and the video of her pulling the erhu had been posted, and it was impossible to withdraw it.

"Qiao Yue!" Yang Chuyue gritted her teeth and turned to look at Qiao Yue.

Qiao Yue stopped running, squatted down on the spot, stretched out his hands and held his head, "I was wrong...It's not that my dad is always talking about you, he is always afraid that you will have a hand, and I want to know how you are doing. Show him a look, don’t worry, you are no longer in class with my dad, are you afraid that he will be aggressive with you?"

As he was talking, Qiao Yue's cell phone rang.

Video call from Teacher Qiao.

Yang Chuyue shook her hand and almost dropped Qiao Yue's phone on the ground. As if holding a hot potato, she quickly returned the phone to Qiao Yue, "You pick it up yourself."

After speaking, he took Tang Shuang's order and left.

I'm afraid Teacher Qiao will call her if she walks slowly.

"Yang Chuyue! Stop for me!" Teacher Qiao's voice came from the phone.

Yang Chuyue paused, turned around slowly, and smiled more and more at Qiao's face.

"You wait for me!" Yang Chuyue silently compared her mouth to him, clenched a fist and waved.

Qiao Yue directly slammed the phone in front of her.

Yang Chuyue became well-behaved in a second, and shouted at the person on the phone screen: "Mr. Qiao."

"Have you not practiced recently? Listen to how unfamiliar you were just now!" Teacher Qiao exclaimed angrily.

Yang Chuyue didn't dare to refute, she confessed her mistake with her head, and what Teacher Qiao said was the truth. She hasn't touched Erhu much recently, and...hasn't touched it for more than half a year.

I thought that according to Teacher Qiao’s temper, she must be pulled to have a good talk. I didn’t expect Teacher Qiao to say such a sentence. When Yang Chuyue nodded and admitted wrong, she asked: "When will I come to play again? Even if you don’t learn Erhu anymore, you don’t even want to see the teacher?"

"Of course not, but I didn't have time before, Teacher Qiao, I must visit you when I have time..." Yang Chuyue hurriedly said.

Yang Chuyue probably understood that Teacher Qiao wanted her to go back and continue to learn Erhu, but she didn't have that heart anymore. When she first learned Erhu, it was because her grandpa took her interest. Later, she did study it earnestly for a period of time.

Later, she lost that thought.

After a while, Teacher Qiao saw that she had not let go and understood her character, knowing that it would be useless to say more, so he sighed and said: "Come whenever you want."

"Good." Yang Chuyue nodded.

After Teacher Qiao hung up the video, she returned the phone to Qiao Yue.

Qiao Yue just kept watching and said, "My dear father, I finally made a video for me. In the end, he said a word to me and asked me to give you the phone, and then there was no more. I am Is it your own?"

Even though he was making such complaints, he was not really angry or dissatisfied on his face, he was still grinning.

"I believe that if you tell Teacher Qiao your demands, Mrs. Qiao will definitely be happy to satisfy you." Yang Chuyue smiled.

The more Qiao heard it, he immediately hid in his cell phone, "Forget it, I can't stand the old man's nagging."

When Qiao Yue left, Yang Chuyue looked at Tang Shuangxu next to him and asked, "How long will it be before our class?"

"Almost." Tang Shuang prefaced.

She looked at Yang Chuyue, her lips curled, and when she was about to say something, Yang Chuyue's gaze fell on her lips, "You didn't use lip balm today? Your mouth is peeling."

When Tang Shuang heard the words, he subconsciously reached out and touched his lips, "Forgot."

She left the lip balm in the classroom again, and when she returned to the classroom after dinner, she was thinking about the primaries tonight, so that she forgot about it.

"We still have to prepare one more in the future." Yang Chuyue muttered.

Tang Shuangxu replied, and what he wanted to say was interrupted by such an interruption before continuing, so he had to temporarily press down in his heart.

It was indeed the fourth class soon. Tang Shuangxu took the people in. Yang Chuyue was waiting outside. She only knew that the primary election was decided by the student and the teacher together, and the student was also a member of the school league committee. Xie Chengwen estimated that it was in it. .

Yang Chuyue thought to herself, holding her mobile phone and sitting not far from the door to send a message to Xie Chengwen.

Xie Chengwen didn't reply.

She then thought about it. Xie Chengwen is now watching the sketches of Class 4, and she definitely doesn't have time to look at her mobile phone. It's normal.

The sketch lasts less than twenty minutes. Fortunately, the air-conditioning in the activity center is not cold at all. Yang Chuyue is also comfortable sitting there and playing with her mobile phone.

There are two activity rooms on the left and right, on both sides at the same time. The ones who went in with Class 4 are those of Qiao Yue. The people in Class 4 have not yet come out, but Qiao Yue rushed out from another door, holding the Erhu in his hand. , Several people behind him were chasing him.

"What's the matter?" Yang Chuyue also stood up, just reaching out to hold Qiao Yue who was running past her.

The more Qiao didn't speak, a boy came out from the activity room where he ran out, with a mocking look on his face, "What kind of erhu has such a bad temper, and he also performed on stage to make everyone see you lose your temper?"

"You say..." Qiao Yue turned his head to go over with a cold face.

Yang Chuyue grabbed him and looked at the boy face to face. She didn't know her either, and smiled, "Are you from the school league committee?"

"I am." The boy raised his chin and looked arrogant. "You and Joe are getting along? That's not a good thing."

After saying this, he turned and went into the activity room.

"What are you holding me for? Look at his arrogance, I won't take care of him, I'm not a human!" Qiao Yue said angrily.

Several people with him have also come over and stopped him one after another, "Forget it, Qiao Yue, why do you have to be like a dog? You have to be punished if you hit a dog."

"Then who?" Seeing that Qiao was more comforted, Yang Chuyue let go and asked the others, "What happened to you inside?"

"It's not just that idiot. We are all ready to play. He is playing with his mobile phone underneath and playing outside, laughing and joking with the people around him. The more Qiao said a few words, he choked. The school league committee all helped. Talk to him..."

"There is no teacher here?" Yang Chuyue looked astonished. If there was a teacher, how could he not let the school league committee members be like this.

Qiao Yue shook his head, "The teacher is in the activity room on the other side, probably because I think the primary election is going to be a place, and it's not very strict."

He has calmed down now, squatting down to pack his things while talking, "It just so happens that I don't want to play anymore. When I think of me playing on stage, there is a idiot pointing at the bottom, I also feel sick."

Originally, this matter was raised by Qiao, and he called a few friends who usually play together to join in and sign up.

Now that something like this is happening, several people feel sick in their hearts, so they have no intention of staying.

Yang Chuyue couldn't say anything more when he saw this. Instead, a girl next to him without a musical instrument suddenly said, "Can you complain or report it?"

"There is no evidence." Qiao Yue frowned. "When the time comes, the members of the school league committee will still cover their own people."

"If you have evidence, just say it." Yang Chuyue looked at the girl, who was holding a mobile phone in her hand, and she just noticed it.

Sure enough, the girl raised her mobile phone and said: "Who said there is no evidence? Amu said before that I wanted to record it for you, so I happened to be making a video at the time, and I took all of it."

As soon as these words came out, Qiao Yue and the others stopped packing their things. After looking at each other, one or two of them all looked at Yang Chuyue.

"Chuyue..." Qiao Yue stood up, and the two brothers reached out and put his hands on her shoulders, "You are familiar with these, who do you think we should go to?"

"You said that since you didn't go to Teacher Qiao to learn Erhu, how long have we not got together? Find a time to go to the party together, let us treat..."

Several other people also gathered around.

Yang Chuyue twitched her forehead. Just as he was about to speak, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Tang Shuangxu's coming out.

Tang Shuangxu walked in front and saw her at a glance. His eyes dangled over Qiao Yue who was resting on her shoulders, and he paused.

"You send the video to me first," Yang Chuyue said, and ran to Tang Shuangxu after speaking.

"Axu, how is it?" Yang Chuyue asked Tang Shuangxu.

The few people following Tang Shuangxu looked excited, the physics class representative gave a light cough, and sighed hard, "Hey..."

"Don't pretend." Yang Chuyue snorted softly, "Is it over?"

"Yeah." Tang Shuangxu nodded, "Go back to the classroom, there will be rehearsals later, and there will be a re-election in two days."

A group of people walked outside, and Qiao Yue and others were still waiting at the door.

Yang Chuyue looked at the phone, Qiao Yue had already posted the video, and she said: "You go back first, and I will tell you when there is a result."

"Okay." Qiao Yue and the others also left after getting a reply.

When walking to the classroom, Yang Chuyue told Xie Chengwen about the matter, but Xie Chengwen still did not reply. She asked Tang Shuangxu, "Axu, did you see Xie Chengwen when you were inside?"

"I saw it." Tang Shuangxu nodded, "What happened?"

She seldom asks anything like this. Yang Chuyue heard her ask, and didn't hide it, telling what happened to Qiao Yue and others.

"Xie Chengwen probably won't reply until the primary election is over." Yang Chuyue said.

She was right. Xie Chengwen gave her a reply until almost halfway through the second class of the evening self-study. There was only one number, "1" indicating that he knew about it.

At the moment, the teacher has left in the activity center, and only the school league committee has compiled the list of primary elections.

Xie Chengwen took the phone and walked to the computer, leaned over and fiddled with it. Behind him, a huge screen fell, and the screen quickly lit up.

Such movement attracted the attention of others.

"What's the matter? Senior, what are you doing with your computer now?" The boy who mocked Qiao Yue quickly ran over and asked Xie Chengwen.

Xie Chengwen raised his eyes and glanced at him. The boy's expression stiffened, and he backed away, not daring to look at the computer in front of him anymore.

Soon, a video started playing on the huge screen.

Several people below changed their faces when they saw the video, because there were their faces on the video, especially the boy, whose face was red, red and white, staring at the video.

The video is very short, ending with the boy standing at the door taunting Joe Yue's temper.

"It's finished." Xie Chengwen straightened up, turned off the computer, and scanned the few people in the activity room over there at the time. "What do you want to say?"

At that time, the people who followed Xie Chengwen in the other activity room didn't say a word, and looked at them silently.

"Chairman, this is just the primary election. Didn't the teacher say that it shouldn't be so strict?" A person who was in charge of another activity room stood up and bit the bullet to argue.

Xie Chengwen did not comment on his remarks, and glanced over the other few, "What about you? That's what you think too?"

How dare those people say anything, even shaking their heads or nodding their heads.

Xie Chengwen said: "Write a review before the re-election and apologize to these students."

Seeing what the boy wanted to say, he changed his voice and said, "Of course, if you don't want to do this, just leave the school league committee. I can't control you."

Yang Chuyue soon received news from Qiao Yue and knew that someone had gone to apologize to them.

"Just apologize, you still can't make it to the party?" Yang Chuyue asked him.

Qiao Yue's message came back quickly, "It's not up, I suddenly felt quite boring. Anyway, it's the same for everyone to hang out on vacation."

Qiao Yue said so, Yang Chuyue said nothing more.

The day before the re-election is Christmas Eve.

Many people in the class had more apples on their desks. Yang Chuyue received a lot of apples on the way back to the classroom after dinner. They were all given to her by Wang Linlin.

When she received the first apple, Yang Chuyue asked afterwards: "Is it Christmas Eve today?"

"Yeah." Tang Shuangxu walked beside her.

Suddenly, Yang Chuyue stuffed the apple into Tang Shuangxu's arms and said, "Axu, you should go back to the classroom first. I'll go out for a while!"

Before the words were finished, the person turned around and ran away.

Obviously the small shops off campus all know what day it is tonight. Apples are very expensive, five yuan apiece, plus a paper box is ten yuan, plus a good-looking box is twenty...

Yang Chuyue ran directly to the supermarket.

Fortunately, there is enough time for dinner. There is a big supermarket about a few minutes away from the gate of the school. She ran to the supermarket and bought apples. When she went to the cashier to check out, she found a lot of lip balm hanging next to her. A carton box contains a box of various shapes.

"This is also a lip balm?" Yang Chuyue asked the cashier with a shark-shaped lip balm.

The cashier nodded.

Yang Chuyue immediately became interested, and he picked two lip balm and paid for it together.

On the way back to school, she passed a bun shop that she often eats. She also bought two buns and ate them while walking. It didn't take long for her to finish her meal.

When she took her things back to the classroom, she received a lot of apples and sent a lot of apples out. The apples she received were also packed in beautiful boxes or bags, which were pretty good-looking.

As soon as he arrived in the classroom, Yang Chuyue looked over Tang Shuangxu's seat, but the seat was empty and no one was there.

"Where is A Xu?" Yang Chuyue walked over and asked at the other table, and gave the same table an apple.

The same table said: "Go to the toilet."

"Oh oh." Yang Chuyue replied, but found that there was a nice bag on the table of Tang Shuang's preface. The mouth of the bag was open, and you could see apples inside. There were other things, knitted fabrics, I don’t know if it was. Scarves are still gloves.

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