After being silent for a moment, Mu Xiangyao raised his hand to put his brother's body, which was much taller than him, patted him with heartache, and looked at Qiao Nan in a speechless way: "What have you done to him?"

"What else can I do?" Qiao Nan shrugged his shoulders with the pizza box: "Tell him some life principles."

Mu Song, who was buried in his head, stiffened his body and hugged his sister tighter in anger.

After all, he was a junior high school tyrant who was cool all the way. He was beaten up on such an important occasion. It would be fine if his strength was not as good as others. However, his mouth was not as good as others and he was attacked without discrimination from clothing to taste.

The most hateful thing is that if you think about the content of the attacks carefully, it seems that there is some reason.

The rebellious gray-haired lead singer pulled the vest that could not cover her chest, trying to make it cover more skin, and she really felt very hurting her self-esteem.

There is a kind of familiar helplessness, and it seems that I have felt this in my sister before.

No! My sister is so gentle and cute, and she has no similarity with the arrogant and annoying guy behind her!

Mu Song sniffed the faint fragrance emitted from his sister's body, and finally felt a little more comforted, but he was still depressed inside. He couldn't help but whisper: "Sister, what do you think of changing a boyfriend?"

Mu Xiangya blushed a little, and just wanted to question his younger brother's young age, so naturally he kept the words of boyfriend and girlfriend. After thinking about it, he felt that he had no position to criticize him. Qiao Nan behind Mu Song raised his eyebrows and stretched his arms to pull the child's back collar and pulled the person out of her arms: "Hey, I've been tolerating you for a long time."

Mu Song pulled his exposed vest: "What are you doing? Be polite, are you going to fight?"

Qiao Nan sneered: "Then let's fight."

Mu Song: “…”

So there was another entanglement until his teammate called to remind Mu Song to go back to the backstage and wait for the final ranking of the event. Mu thought about it until he got off the car, his brother's bright eyes were still circling in his mind when he saw him farewell. He was so soft that he couldn't help but complain to Qiao Nan with a little distress: "So too, why did you beat him so hard when you're fine? I see that his arms are red."

Qiao Nan paused her helmet and pursed her lips after a while: "It was him who caused me first."

Mu Xiangyao saw his drooping expression through the headlight: "..."

Qiao Nan: "Didn't you see how rude he is to me?"

Mu Xiang: "..."

"And he hit me too." Qiao Nan, "I beat him very hard, I just didn't sell you miserable."

Mu Xiang: "..."

Qiao Nan: "You are very biased."

"How can this be done?"

Mu Xiang: "..."

After saying the last sentence, Qiao Nan really ignored her again. Mu Xiang thought that he was a little confused by his entire state that was different from usual. The motorcycle galloped on the road quickly and steadily. She hugged the thin waist in front of her that blocked most of the cold wind and realized that Qiao Nan seemed to feel very wronged now.

Yes, it seems that Mu Song was causing the conflict first. Before leaving, she saw her younger brother not very friendly, but just now she subconsciously complained to Qiao Nan.

Or rather than complaining, it is more like a willfulness towards people close to you? Mu Xiangyan rarely has a similar experience. The girl who fell in love for the first time was at a loss. It was not until Qiao Nan put her silently at the entrance of the community that she stuttered and apologized: "Qiao Nan..."

Qiao Nan was sitting on the motorcycle and turned his head to look at her. Mu Xiang thought and hesitated for a while and took the initiative to look for his face. After finding it, Qiao Nan glanced at her and suddenly turned his head to the other side.

Mu Xiang: "..."

Mu Xiangyao raised his hand to grab his hand, but this time he grabbed it. Qiao Nan also flipped his face and held her hands firmly in his palms and pinched them, lowering his eyes and staring at him: "What are you doing?"

"..." Mu Xiangyao blinked very quickly, "Are you angry?"

"Um."

"sorry……"

"Where was wrong?"

"I wronged you."

"Who am I you now?"

“…”

Qiao Nan raised her head suddenly in her silence and handed her dissatisfied gaze. Mu Xiangyan was grabbed with both hands, feeling a little embarrassed, but she still tried to calmly answer: "...boyfriend..."

Qiao Nan met her eyes and blushed for no reason. After a pause, he found his righteous voice: "So what should you do to your boyfriend in the future?"

Mu Xiangyao pursed his lips, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly leaned forward and touched Qiao Nan's cheek. The slight stimulation of feathers made Qiao Nan, who wanted to take advantage of the problem and formulate a family law as soon as possible, was immediately stunned. After a while, he tried hard to tighten his expression and asked, "...what are you doing?"

Mu Xiangyao looked at him with clear eyes: "Kiss my boyfriend."

Qiao Nan: “…………………”

He had just kissed his tongue and his heart, but he still jumped up in a very unyielding manner. It took him a while to find his voice from the rushing blood, and turned his face and hummed twice.

In his palm was Mu Xiangyao's palm, which was smaller than his entire body. He pinched it in anger, but in the end the focus of his heart became [Why is her hand so small, soft and so white].

Qiao Nan was finally discouraged. After more than ten years of hard work, he fell on the head of such a girl who couldn't even get angry.

A generation of school tyrants really made a slump in the gutter and their reputation was lost.

*******

The liberty band's song "Murderful Intent" finally won the second prize in the music festival rock competition.

This is a very unexpected result. After all, the official music festival invited many groups that were already well-known in underground orchestras on the same day. In terms of professionalism and audience range, these groups are undoubtedly much more powerful than fledgling small characters like Liberty. Therefore, Daya Media's previous request was just to hope that Mu Song and the others could make some splashes at the music festival.

As a result, they won the prize, but they still won the term second prize, which is almost inexperienced. After returning home that night, Mu Song ran to his sister's room with his parents on his back and was excited for a long time. In the end, in order to avoid being caught playing music by his parents, he chose to hide the trophy in his sister's bookcase. Every day when he came to clean up, he had to wipe it with alcohol cotton.

In addition, there is another unexpected thing, that is, this shabby small rock music festival has rarely attracted a lot of attention on the Internet.

You should know that rock, especially activities related to underground rock, are mostly self-carnivals in niche circles. This time, the storm first started from the short videos taken by the audience at the music festival.

Mu Xiang didn't pay attention at the beginning. She never played social networks very much, and was not interested in real-time gossip other than scientific research results in various fields. First of all, she knew these things and also entrusted the blessings of the girls in her class.

"..." Mu Xiang thought, "I thought you were studying, and my parents thought you were studying..."

"Learn a P. Zhou Huacai, just let me pay attention to safety and not go out for a walk." Mu Song did not hide his lack of interest in learning at all. "Fortunately, I am just a little hot on the Internet now. This popularity is commonly known as March Red. After three months, no one will recognize anyone."

However, although he was deeply troubled by this, he was obviously very happy about his popularity. During the conversation, he mentioned the talent show that Daya Media had promised before, and looked quite expectant.

Mu Yaoyan couldn't help but feel relieved. Since she went to the music festival, she has no longer been as repulsive as before about her younger brother playing music. The contrast between her own child standing on the stage and her usual appearance is too huge. The younger brother who is with music looks much happier than when he is with his books and homework.

After winning a small prize, even his temper, who had been rebellious for many years, became gentle, and his relationship with his father who had never been able to deal with him began to calm down. He would occasionally lower his head appropriately.

The same is true for parents. Mu Xiang can’t figure out the specific details. It seems that the previous cooperation with the exhibition was going very smoothly. So my mother, who was originally scheduled to go to X City for several days, did not leave. One day, Mu’s father mentioned this matter at the dinner table and explained in a very generous tone: “It’s just such a small farm, why would your mother go there specifically?”

Mu Xiangyao then pieced together a conclusion from the various scattered information they revealed - her father was probably facing some good business opportunities with great rewards. He was happy every day when he went out early and came back late, and there was no smell of oil smoke on his body, and he was busy with their "big career".

There are many things in family relationships and parents’ work, as if everything is on a smooth road full of light.

Until one day, Mu Xiangyao came home from school as usual, and when he was taking out the key, he heard a muffled sound of a heavy object hitting the door in his house.

Mu Xiangya was stunned when he heard it. Qiao Nan, who was on the phone, also heard the movement here through the receiver, and paused slightly: "What's going on?"

There was a vague quarrel coming out of the door. Mu Xiangxiang decided for a moment and frowned: "My dad and my brother are arguing."

Qiao Nan had seen the quarrel between the father and son before. Mu's father, who has always been good-tempered, looked anxious when facing his rebellious son, and his bad-tempered father in the Qiao family, would smash things if he said he would smash things: "Don't be afraid, don't go in first, be careful of being hurt by accident, I'll go find you now!"

Of course it is impossible not to enter the house. Mu Xiangyao hung up the phone and opened the door decisively. She couldn't figure it out. In the early years, because his younger brother had a bad temper and didn't like to study, he could often hear his quarrels with his father at home. But since she and Qiao Nan exchanged their bodies, the Mu family had not had a collision for a long time. The younger brother who lived in school for many years even moved back from the school dormitory. Recently, the atmosphere of the dinner table at home has been harmonious. It is hard to imagine what has broken this harmony.

The scene inside the door surprised her who was originally prepared - a bronze ware lies beside the door, and it was probably the door that was smashed by this thing just now. In addition, the dining chairs and sofas had been pushed crooked, and the ground could be seen smashed into pieces of porcelain.

It is definitely not a trivial matter that can make the Mu family, who cherish things, quarrel and smash so many things.

This thought just rose in her mind, and then a clanging sound of collision, Mu Song's roar came out from the direction of the room: "I'm fed up! When can you believe me once! Don't be so stubborn! Why am I so useless in your eyes!"

Mu Xiangyao didn't even have time to change his shoes and threw down his schoolbag, so he ran over. Mu Song's room was not closed. As soon as she ran over, she was startled by the scene she saw.

The room in front of me was like the ruins after the war. The quilt and pillows were all pulled to the ground during the dispute. The headlights were on and hit the wall. Mu Xiang remembered that this room was originally covered with posters of many band singers that Mu Song liked, but now the posters have been torn off. The process was obviously very chaotic. Some of them were even pulled off half, leaving the remaining part hanging on the tape.

Mu's father, who had a blue face, was holding Mu Song's guitar in his hand. When Mu Xiangyao rushed over, he was squirting out like a whirlwind. The siblings collided.

When Mu Song saw his sister, his steps paused, his anger dissipated a little, and he whispered: "Sister."

Mu Xiangxiang stared at him and the bag in his hand: "Where are you going?"

Mu Song pursed her lips and avoided her gaze: "Daya arranged a training dormitory for us. I will move there in the future and concentrate on learning music, and I will not come back."

"I still concentrate on studying music, but my grades are so bad, and I still make all the messy things. I think you just don't want to go to school well!" Dad Mu's lips trembled when he heard this. He raised his guitar, "If you dare to leave this house today, I will give you something that hurts people--"

Mu Song gritted his teeth and changed back to his sharp and sharp look. He sneered without looking back and shook his backpack on his shoulder: "You smash it!"

He said as he spread the fragments all over the ground and walked straight towards the door. Mu's father was so angry that he seemed to faint. He limped to the door, holding up the guitar as if he was about to smash it. However, until the sound of closing the door sounded outside, he did not really drop his arm in the end.

Dad Mu leaned against the door dejectedly, as if he had become ten years old all of a sudden. Mom Mu covered her face and cried in a daze: "I think, why can't your brother be like you? Let's save us some time! If he doesn't go to school well, what can he do in the future? What can he find a good job? Could he have to follow the old path between me and your dad and suffer for the rest of his life?"

"This child is crazy. He is now unable to listen to advice and is obsessed with jumping into the fire pit." Dad Mu rubbed his face, "The leader named Zhou of his Daya Company said that he must sign and agree to the training camp for him. If we don't agree, he can't go."

Dad Mu shook his hands and trembled to calm his wife: "Don't worry, he can't go to school to do evil things, just dream."

Mu Xiang thought about what he understood. She turned her head and glanced at the gate, then looked at her parents who were facing a great enemy. After thinking for a moment, she grabbed Mu's guitar that was standing against the wall and chased her out.

Mu Song was waiting for the elevator, his face was empty and emotional. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he quickly turned around. After seeing that the person who came out was his sister, the slight look in his eyes went out again.

He smiled mockingly, after a moment of pause, he turned around, quickly approached, and then spread his arms-
Chapter completed!