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After thinking about it, he ate another piece of fruit, and then, as his brother said, he began to practice holding his breath.

Taking a deep breath and burying his head in the water, he immediately felt a huge pressure, as if a force was about to push him out of the water. The feeling of being unable to breathe was very uncomfortable, and his lungs gradually became painful. raised his head.

He took a deep breath, and only then could he realize how precious air is. Thinking of his brother saying that holding his breath for 30 seconds is the most basic, then he...

...Uh, I seem to have forgotten to record the time...

Ji Tangxi didn't remember how many times he practiced that afternoon, but he only knew that when he finally left the swimming pool, his breath holding record was nearly 50 seconds, which should be regarded as... not bad.

Of course, what he does most is eating and drinking. He drank several glasses of drinks by himself, and the two big brothers would come to accompany him to eat for a while after swimming.

He left with Ji Linchuan before dinner, and the latter asked Ji Tangxi when he could learn to dance.

"Then you go to my house for dinner," Ji Tangxi thought for a while, "teach me tonight."

He really should hurry up and learn this skill, because it won't be long before one thing can be used.

When I got home, my mother was naturally very happy about Ji Linchuan's arrival. She liked this nephew very much, and she also invited him to have dinner at home tomorrow, and asked Ji Tangxi's master if he would come over tomorrow.

"Of course I will," Ji Linchuan said, "I just want to trouble my aunt."

"Hey, why are you so polite, kid?" Mom patted his hand, "You tell auntie what that kid likes to eat, and I'll cook something you like tomorrow too."

"Thank you, Auntie," Ji Linchuan immediately said enthusiastically, "What Xiao Qinghan likes is..."

Ji Tangxi, who was sitting on the side, picked up the remote control and changed the channel and said, in fact, he also knows what Xiao Qinghan likes to eat, and he will definitely have a good meal tomorrow.

After dinner, he took Ji Linchuan back to the room, and the latter glanced at it and nodded, "Yes, the space is big enough for learning to dance."

Ji Tangxi asked him helplessly, "Are you sure I will go dancing that day?"

I always feel that I only have two things to do, eating and drinking.

"Of course it's better for you to dance." The old man smiled and put his arms around his shoulders. "The two girls in your class will also go. You can find one to dance with you."

"..." Ji Tangxi didn't speak, in fact he was even more speechless. The two knew that he went to class with their male god every night, and they were already so angry (envious) that they wanted to eat him alive.

The elder brother said again: "Besides, it's very important to be able to dance ballroom dancing. You must have a dance party when you go to college."
"Okay," Ji Tangxi spread his hands, "then learn."

"Okay," Ji Linchuan let go of him, "Then I'll teach you to dance the waltz, which is my favorite."

The two of them studied for two hours that night, and Ji Tangxi felt... not bad, it was a bit of an entry.

On Sunday morning, he read a book as usual, but in his heart... well, he can admit that he was really looking forward to it.

Finally, when the doorbell rang, he walked out of the room and saw that his mother had already opened the door. It was his elder brother who came in first and was introducing guests to her.

"Hello, auntie," the "guest" nodded to his mother with a smile on his face, "I'm a friend of Lin Chuan and Ji Tangxi, and my name is Xiao Qinghan."

"Oh, come in quickly, kid." The mother seemed to be at a loss as to what to say when she saw the boy's mouth, and hurriedly took his hand and sat down in the living room, "Look at how handsome this boy is!"

Ji Linchuan was still carrying a few bags in his hands. After putting them in the kitchen, he came to sit on the other side of Ji's mother. Ji Tangxi also came over and sat next to his brother.

Dad was here today, and the four chatted enthusiastically, leaving Ji Tangxi to look over there one by one, well, no one noticed him.

Watching TV, then looking at the coffee table, he took an apple and ate it.

For the next hour, the four of them continued to chat, he ate and watched TV alone, and finally waited until he ate more than half of a fruit plate before his mother said that he was going to cook, and he also told that The boy said, "Would you like to come to my room and have a look?"

"Okay." Xiao Qinghan greeted Papa Ji and followed him into the bedroom.

After looking around, Ji Tangxi thought that the house was always clean and tidy, and his mother urged him to tidy it up yesterday because of Xiao Qinghan's arrival. With the book on his desk, he couldn't help smiling and said, "You've worked so hard?"

Ji Tangxi's face became hot, and even he himself thought it was amazing. His academic performance has always been good since he was a child, and his parents never restrained him at home. He often plays games on the Internet during his breaks. Now But as soon as he entered the bedroom, he went to get the book first, as if his hands had been out of control.

"Please sit down." He gestured to the sofa and went to pour another glass of water. "My mother asked my brother what you like to eat. Today's lunch will definitely not disappoint you."

"Well, I know." Xiao Qinghan took it and took a sip.

The two chatted for a while, and Ji Tangxi's gaze fell on the photo above the desk inadvertently, and asked, "Do you want to see my childhood photos?"

There are many photos of him posted in this room, many of which are favorites of his mother, but that lady miraculously posted them here so that he can see them every day. I guess the person next to me must have noticed it, so why not simply "turn yourself in" ".

"Okay." Xiao Qinghan said with interest.

Ji Tangxi didn't look ugly when she was a child, and she thought she wouldn't lose face in front of this person, but she was too young at that time, and she couldn't pose or make expressions, and there were many pictures with bitter and hideous expressions , it seems that most of them were shot under Xiao Qinghan's light.

He took a thick photo album and handed it over. The photos in it were from infancy to before junior high school. At that time, cameras were still used, and there was no photo editing software. All of Ji Tangxi’s photos are true colors During the show, he looked nervously at the boy's expression, it seemed... quite normal.

Or rather, he was always smiling.

Ji Tangxi's heart was hanging up and down all the time, for fear that Xiao Qinghan would burst out laughing, but in the end, he never did. Occasionally, Xiao Qinghan would gesture for a piece and say, "I've been to the Great Wall."

He turned another page, and a photo on it aroused his curiosity, "You can play the piano?"

"Even if I can," Ji Tangxi scratched his head, "My mother asked me to learn for a few months in elementary school, and my family bought a piano specially for this, but I didn't have much interest and then I stopped learning. My mother has always used it, because she learned it by herself."

Xiao Qinghan responded, and said, "Then do you want me to play a song for you?"

"..." This time it was Ji Tangxi who said in surprise, "You can do it too?"

"Well, I studied for five years."

"..." Ji Tangxi pulled his wrist subconsciously and got up, "Then hurry up."

Xiao Qinghan smiled and closed the photo album and put it aside, "I'll read it when I get back."

Diagonally opposite the bedroom is the study room. Ji Tangxi led Xiao Qinghan into it, and there was a grand piano there.

Xiao Qinghan nodded in satisfaction, tried the sound again, and sat down behind the piano, "Let me play "Dream Wedding" for you, this is my favorite piece."

"Okay." Ji Tangxi sat down opposite him.

The familiar melody rang next to my ears. It was played by Ji Tangxi's mother many times, and it was recorded as the ringtone of the mobile phone for a while. Now when the boy played it, I felt that the melody was still very pleasant, as if The heart also became intoxicated, peaceful and relaxed.

It really is a world-class famous song, no matter when I listen to it, I like it to explode, and...

Before he finished thinking, the song suddenly stopped, and he immediately asked in surprise, "Why did it stop?"

The boy stood up, still smiling and said, "Because it's over."

"What?" Ji Tangxi couldn't believe it, "I obviously felt like I only listened for a few seconds!"

...well, that seems unlikely, but...

Xiao Qinghan's smile obviously deepened a little, "But this piece only lasts so long, if you want to hear it, I can play it again."

"..." Ji Tangxi blinked, a little embarrassed to ask him to do it again, then...

"Well," he tentatively said cautiously, "can you, play one more song?"

"Okay," that Xiao Qinghan sat back again, "Is there anything in particular you want to hear?"

""The Clock"." Ji Tangxi said without thinking.

"it is good."

This time Ji Tangxi didn't want to know how long he had been here, anyway, he always felt that it was only a few seconds, at most no more than ten seconds.

He didn't want to count how many songs he had listened to, he just said that each song was extremely beautiful, but the time was too short, few of them seemed to exceed three seconds.

At the end of this song, he was still thinking about what to listen to next, but there were a few knocks on the door, and then the old man pushed the door and walked in, "Come out for dinner, yo, you are playing the piano." Saw the person sitting behind the piano.

Ji Tangxi was taken aback. They only stayed here for a while, and their mother cooked all the meals?So fast? ?
Xiao Qinghan stood up and stretched her arms, "Yes."

"Little sister, you are blessed." Ji Linchuan smiled and turned to Ji Tangxi, "Xiao Qinghan's piano is at the seventh grade level, so he doesn't often play it for others."

"Yes," Ji Tangxi agreed, not to mention how much he agreed, "I am honored."

The three of them left the study room, ten dishes were set on the dining table, and the aroma was so strong that Ji Tangxi couldn't help but feel that it was only during the holidays that he would see his mother working so hard on him. The current dining table It was a dazzling array of dishes that I said I would not be able to cook once in a few days, but today I can finally feast on it.