Qiao Nan sighed weakly at the question marks that had been sent.

【It's OK.】

After replying to this sentence, he put the lock screen of his phone back in his pocket, feeling a little embarrassed.

Of course, the reason for the embarrassment is not that Mu Song plays poorly and makes him embarrassed. On the contrary, the young man standing in the sunset playing the piano was actually quite outstanding. Mu Song's own temperament is very rebellious. He always has a cold and sharp look, and he also has the imperfect hair color. Therefore, even if his facial features are very delicate, it still gives people the feeling of staying away like a hedgehog.

But at this time, perhaps because it was related to something that really liked, the child suddenly became very serious, and the content full of hostility was gone in his deep-lost brows. He transformed himself into a very...

Qiao Nan couldn't say what words should I use to describe it, perhaps it was dazzling?

This feeling is actually quite familiar. Before Qiao Nan left the Yingcheng Orchestra, she was taken to many live concerts by her fellow bandmates, and the lead singer of a rock band had a similar atmosphere.

Qiao Nan actually didn't like the noisy occasions in which the audience around him were crazy and almost crazy. He didn't chase stars, but he still had to admit that the lead singer was very charming. Of course, as the lead singer of a famous band that had become so popular that she had countless fans, the confidence in controlling the entire stage while talking and laughing was much more obvious than Mu Song, who was still very immature at the moment.

But this does not prove that Mu Song has problems with his ability. After all, after so many concerts, Qiao Nan only felt this aura in this lead singer.

Therefore, Qiao Nan simply felt that he was embarrassed...

To be honest, when he made trouble at the beginning, Mu Song never expected that this childish little brother, like a paper tiger, could have such a level. He just wanted to tease the child. After all, he played guitar when he was playing in the Yingcheng Orchestra, and he always thought he played very well.

So since he learned that Mu Song likes guitar, he has always regarded himself as a predecessor in his mentality - he always learns things quickly. Even if he is not very interested in guitar, the girls who block the music classroom every time the band rehearsed in junior high school are not less than those of the school basketball team. How good is the level of Yingcheng?

As a result, a glass heart that had once had some thoughts was smashed into pieces in the next second.

How old is Mu Songcai? I guess I learned the fingering with a group of amateur players. My parents didn’t even agree to buy the piano for him.

After living such a big age, school tyrants who have always been born to dampen others' confidence in learning various things with their smart minds. For the first time, they felt the feeling of being hit.

Mu Xiangxiu is definitely born specifically to defeat himself! There is no exception from top to the next!

Qiao Nan thought so, so he snorted unhappily in the concentrated and smooth sound of Mu Song, stepped away his knees, which seemed to have some signs of shattering, and passed through those passers-by who seemed particularly stupid because he couldn't help but stop his movements and listened to the sound of the piano. He pushed open the gate of the piano store, and at the moment when the closed door blocked most of the music decibels, he restored his true nature as a school bully-

"Take out the most expensive guitar in your store and I'll take a look."

No matter what, since Mu Song has this talent, he should not be buried.

Over the past period of time, he also realized that the Mu family’s education does have a considerable problem to some extent.

Of course, from the perspective of Mu's parents, with their financial ability and social class, they can realize the value of knowledge and spare no effort to support their children in school. But this does not mean that their vision is not fatal - at least in the "circle" where Qiao Nan once lived, no parents would think that a certain hobby in their children's schoolwork is to lose their ambitions. Of course, playing games and racing requires other words, and playing musical instruments...

In order to make his son more motivated to learn piano, Jiang Hai's parents can move back home with a Stanway?

Mu Xiangyao must have been influenced by a subtle influence. When talking about his younger brother's "like music", he obviously classified this as "rebellion".

This kind of cognition that has been instilled since childhood is difficult to break.

When Qiao Nan handed out the credit card, she recalled her worried look and then related to what she saw. She couldn't help but feel that Mu thought of that stupid and worried look like Coke. If Mu Song can achieve reliable results in the future, she will probably be less careful.

When Qiao Nan frowned when he came out of the store with a guitar bag, he shouted to the two people in front: "Hey——"

Mu Song and the middle-aged man who was stopping Mu Song from talking both turned around. Mu Song was full of impatient face and suddenly paused when he saw the piano bag in his sister's hand.

He is more focused when playing the piano and generally has difficulty in having the energy to take into account other people and things. Therefore, when he finds that there are only a group of strangers left around him, he has no idea when his sister left.

The clerk who came to promote the piano stared at him with a dazed face. The eager eyes of the strange women around him were as annoying as those fools in the school. Mu Song felt that he must have been fooled - Damn! He said that his sister would not have the money to buy this for him!

My sister is too bored, right? She pretended to be confident and deceived herself on the road with embarrassment!

Mu Song was simply collapsed, but he had no choice but to pick the piano off and return it to the clerk while being angry. When he was about to leave, he was stopped by the guy who rushed out of the crowd quickly. Then he heard the man ask a lot of inexplicable questions.

This guy's eyes were very upset when he was picking vegetables in the vegetable market, so he just squinted his eyes and signaled with his eyes without saying a word - get out of here.

As a result, I heard my sister's voice unexpectedly!

My sister is holding the same-

Qiao Nan quickly walked over and stared at the man who was confronting Mu Song: "Who are you?"

Zhou Huacai was unable to start because of the sudden inaccessible look of the young man playing the piano in front of him, and the appearance of the short-haired girl really made him feel relieved. Seeing the girl holding the piano bag looking alert, he hurriedly explained: "Hello, hello, is your relationship with him..."

"Sister, don't pay attention to him." Mu Song had already heard all the intentions he should have heard. The man suddenly appeared claimed that he was the manager of an entertainment company. If you want to know his specific information and contact information, Mu Songli was too lazy to deal with it.

The underground band he is now in has more than a dozen members, each of which has been deceived by similar tricks. The scammers have a high number of segments and are focused on fools who have dreams of unrealistic stars. The young members of the band are generally not well-informed, and the worst one is directly cheated out of tens of thousands.

He doesn't have time or money to deal with the liar.

"So you are his sister! No wonder, you look really similar!" Zhou Huacai's eyes lit up when she heard the tone of the boy playing the piano, and hurriedly reached into her suit and took out something. "Don't get me wrong, I'm not a bad person, I'm the training manager of Daya Culture Media Company. My name is Zhou Huacai. I saw this little brother playing the piano just now and felt that he had a very personal style, so I wanted to come and get to know him."

As he said that, he handed over a business card with both hands, with a sincere smile on his face.

Mu Song ignored it, but Qiao Nan was influenced by his family since childhood. Seeing this smiling face, he subconsciously brought out business etiquette and took it with both hands.

The business card is very simple, so it prints some very basic content, and it doesn’t matter much to the other party.

Seeing that the beautiful siblings in front of him still distrust him, Zhou Huacai was a little disappointed, but he felt that continuing to stay and persuade him might make them feel less favorable. Fortunately, the other party had already taken over his contact information, and he could only repeat that he was not a bad person and his purpose, and then before leaving, he once again reminded the young man who played the piano to have the intention to develop a music career.

The middle-aged man turned around and left step by step. Mu Song rolled his eyes: "If you lose it, you must be a liar, why are you still taking his business card?"

The business card flew between his fingers, and Qiao Nan suddenly paused: "The watch on his hand is the XXXX brand xx series."

Because he was so familiar, he could tell the truth at a glance.

Mu Song had never heard of the XXXX brand, and he showed a confused expression: "...what?"

Qiao Nan glanced at him, too lazy to explain, so he raised his hand and threw the bag he was carrying: "It means that the official price of that watch is seven figures. If it is a liar, the financial resources seem to be too strong."

Mu Song immediately calculated what the seven-digit unit was in his mind. After confirming, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He was about to ask his sister why he knew this, but the question that had not yet been expressed was dispersed by the piano bag that was thrown in front.

He nervously took the piano bag, and felt the weight in his arms still unreal. His sister really bought him a guitar?!

I couldn't help but ask, "...Sister, where did you get the money?"

Qiao Nan was still thinking about that watch. After thinking about it, he took out his cell phone and turned on Jiang Hai's contact information. He snorted coldly without raising his head, "Guess."

Mu Song actually knew very well that his sister's main income was the prize money for participating in various knowledge competitions. But how much money would the competition be? Most of the contestants who participated in the competition were strong, and their sisters were not sure to win every time, so they would learn harder every time they participated in the competition.

Every bonus I get under this kind of study intensity of forgetting to eat and sleep is actually hard-earned money, so my sister always lives a very economical life, saving to the almost stingy bottom.

The next second, he opened the zipper of the piano bag and became even more dazed.

Because the guitar placed in the zipper of the piano bag is not the more than 2,000-plus 2,000-plus Martin!

Mu Song would never admit his mistake, because the group member in the band who was cheated out of more than 20,000 by fake star scouts had exactly the same one!

Mu Song's mind was blank for a moment, and he subconsciously stopped: "Sister!"

Qiao Nan sent Zhou Huacai's personal information to Jiang Hai. When he turned around, he saw Mu Song saying to him with a serious expression: "Sister, go back with me and get this guitar back!"

He was stunned for a moment, then he realized that this guitar was indeed a bit worse than the one he used when he played the band.

But this is indeed the best one in the musical shop that is different from the musical shop he visited before.

I lied to play a small song like I was performing in public, and was watched and discussed by everyone, and finally bought such a thing. The school bully who had a casual coat of 58,000 yuan was also very guilty when swiping the card, and always felt that he was spending a small amount of money to pretend to be **.

Now that Mu Song pointed it out, he was also embarrassed, so he could only pretend to be nothing but turn around and not look at the other person: "...Stop talking nonsense, let's make do with it for a few days first, and then buy you a better one later."

Better?

Mu Song stood there and looked at his sister's back. What appeared in his heart was the scene where the other party stood outside the window of the cake shop, but finally chose to leave without buying anything.

The hand holding Qinbao suddenly clenched.

After arriving at the new home, Qiao Nan received a reply from Jiang Hai, saying that the company called Daya Culture did have Zhou Huacai, and also sent a photo of the other party. After Qiao Nan identified it, he finally confirmed that the man who looked like a liar was not a liar.

He breathed a sigh of relief, came out of the room, knocked on Mu Song's closed door, and handed the business card to the boy in front of him who had been silent on the way back for some reason. He simply explained a few words that he asked someone to check that this was a reliable company. As for whether to contact the other party, Mu Song needed to do it himself.

After hearing this, Mu Song's expression did not change much. He just quietly took the business card he handed over, and then looked at him with a calm face. Two clusters of flames seemed to be pounding in the depths of his eyes.

Qiao Nan was stared in a terrifying way, thinking what does this mean?

Mu Song suddenly took action—

He stuffed his business card at random, then reached out to pull Qiao Nan away, walked into Qiao Nan's room silently and bent down to clean up.

Make a bed, cover the quilt, sweep the floor, hang clothes, and wipe the table. They put the books in several boxes of books neatly into the bookcase. They are in a non-mainstream color, and their backs and temperament are still so strange that they are so unfamiliar. Even Qiao Nan picked up the socks that he threw everywhere without hesitation after taking off. He gathered them into a ball with dirty clothes on the bed sheets and hugged them in his arms.

The gray-haired whirlwind came out of the room with his clothes waiting to be washed, and met Qiao Nan, with a calm expression: "Is there any?"

Qiao Nan: "...is gone."

He stood at the door of the room and watched the back that was heading towards the balcony laundry room in a daze. He didn't come to his senses for a while. He seemed to have not taken the initiative to let this kid come to work, right?

Both Mu's father and Mu's mother were packing things in the living room, but they didn't notice the movements of their children. Qiao Nan thought about it for a while but couldn't figure it out, so he could only scratch his head and stop thinking about it.

Just as I was about to go back to my room, a scream suddenly came from the living room.

He stopped, turned his head to look, his pupils immediately shrank-

Mom Mu took out a few boxes of cigarettes from the cardboard box!

It was still a cardboard box that Qiao Nan used to hold miscellaneous items.

The old house was in chaos at that time, and Mu's parents ran around. Qiao Nan thought of the accident that something fell out of his pocket last time. This time he moved up and down, and did not dare to put it on his body, so he casually stuffed it into a box that was placed in pieces and marked it outside.

As a result, he was delayed by a mess on the road and he actually forgot about it!

"What's going on! Whose cigarette is this?!" After a brief thought, Mu's mother had already started to grab the cigarette box and pull her husband's hair, "You're only learning to eat, drink, gamble when you have only been a few days!"

After being scolded for no reason, Mu's father, who was covered in pain, was also surprised and suspicious after he tried to clear his innocence. The couple looked at each other, referring to the destination of the scattered little things in the box and the eye-catching marks on the shell, they slowly turned their eyes to their daughter who was standing at the door of the room in amazement.

The eyes were facing each other, and the room was silent, and the answer was about to emerge.

"think--"

Qiao Nan's heart skipped a beat and immediately realized something was wrong. However, before he could think of a solution, the next second, a calm and clear voice from the boy suddenly came from the direction of the laundry room: "It's mine."

The three people in the room were stunned for a moment, Qiao Nan was the most shocked. He looked back and thought to himself, "Brother, how did you know that I was trying to blame you?"

The gray little whirlwind ran away indifferently as his parents chased him, jumped away handsomely and looked at the short-haired girl standing in the room staring at him.

His eyes were still sharp, but a warm red heart was beating under the cold and thorny shell.

He was so warm that he wanted to push open the spacious and bright windows of his new home and shouted loudly outside—

My sister is the best sister in the world!
Chapter completed!