Mr. Gu, my wife has blocked you.

Qiao Ruoxing was a little surprised.

Isn't Song Tianjun a girl-controller?Why does this sound a bit directed towards her?

Qiao Ruoxing thought for a while, probably because Song Tianjun was polite.

After all, these words can also be understood as apologizing to Song Jiayu for her recklessness.

Thinking of this, Xiang Ruoxing said politely, "Even if I really practice, I can barely match Miss Song. Her handwriting is indeed beautiful."

Song Tianjun's eyes softened a bit.

Ah Xing is not only well-educated, but also a kind person.

"Mrs. Chen said that you can also play the piano. Next time you have a chance, please play for me too."

After missing more than 20 years, he wanted to get to know her well.

Qiao Ruoxing just took a bite of the mango pie, and neither did she swallow it, nor did she spit it out.

She once again suspected that Song Tianjun was trying to hide the rules from her, and what he said was too strange.

Song Tianjun obviously realized that what he said was a bit misleading. He coughed and said, "Only by fully understanding the talents of our artists can we arrange work in a targeted manner."

Qiao Ruoxing...

She swallowed the mouthful of mango pie and whispered, "Actually, I don't play the piano well."

Song Tianjun was surprised. He had heard someone say that she stunned everyone with her song on the cruise ship.

"I only play one piece of music well," Qiao Ruoxing told her employer very honestly about her skills in playing the piano. "I can only show off once. If I play that song next time, everyone will be suspicious." .So Mr. Song, when you arrange work for me, never let me play the piano in public."

Song Tianjun......

He frowned, "The Qiao family didn't hire a piano teacher for you?"

"I invited you," Qiao Ruoxing took advantage of the fact that assistant Chen Xi was away today and took another meat floss cake for herself, "But I don't have the ability to learn things long-term. I just study very hard when I'm interested, but my interest doesn't last very long. Long time.”

No matter what skill it is, it is useless for the teacher to just teach it, it all depends on practicing more.

However, she only learned piano for half a year before she began to feel bored.

But He Yurou is very strict. She is a self-disciplined person, so she supervises Qiao Ruoxing's studies very strictly.

Whether she likes it or not, she has to practice on time and in place every day.

Before moving, her family lived in a compound in the old district. When she was practicing piano in her room, she could hear her friends playing in the yard, which made her feel itchy every time.

At this time, her friends would call her through the window, and there were secret codes between them.

If He Yurou was at home, she would play "Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Sparkle".

If He Yurou was not there, she would open the window as soon as her friend called out. He would place a stool under the outer window, and she would step on it and slip out. This is the good thing about the first floor.

While they were playing, someone was keeping watch. As soon as He Yurou entered the alley, someone immediately tipped off the news. She climbed back along the window and sat in front of the piano before He Yurou got home, pretending to practice.

Of course, it’s impossible to walk by the river without getting your shoes wet. It’s absolutely impossible for a child to fool an adult.

It didn't take long for He Yurou to find out that her friends were "in collusion" with each other, so he gave her a good beating.

He Yurou was still reluctant to hit her, so she hit her palms with a feather duster.

"Later, my mother may have discovered that I was not really good at learning piano. Plus, she was busy with work, so she stopped forcing me." Later, the family conditions improved and they moved to a bigger house, but they never had it again. As happy as when I was a child.

Song Tianjun's eyes softened a bit, "If you hate practicing the piano, why don't you try to break the piano so that you don't have to practice or get beaten?"

Qiao Ruoxing smiled and said, "I don't dare. You may not understand that at that time, our family's conditions were only average, more than above, less than below, and the piano cost nearly 20, compared with [-] [-] years ago, it was really It was quite expensive. My mother could have bought a car, but she spent the money on me. She even had a big fight with me, Qiao Xusheng, over it. I would rather get beaten than damage the piano. That was her fault. The blood and sweat is my own fault."

Because of this, He Yurou was very opposed to the art exam at first because she knew her daughter too well and was afraid that she would be overheated and not study hard if she lost interest.

She was able to get such a high score in the cultural class because she and He Yurou "threatened" her that if she didn't get into the top [-] in the cultural class, even if she got first in the art test, she wouldn't be allowed to take it.

After the results came out, she went to He Yurou to complain. Later, when she was older, she realized that He Yurou was always forward-looking in his considerations for her.

If you have good cultural classes, you can go to a good university even if you can't learn acting. She didn't extinguish her dream, but gave her another push on the way to her dream.

Only when it is hard-earned will it be regarded as a treasure.

Song Tianjun's throat froze.

A piano worth RMB 20 was nothing to the Song family even 30 years ago, let alone [-] years ago.

The rice paper Song Jiayu used to practice calligraphy when she was a child cost tens of thousands a month. She knocked over the water glass when she didn't want to practice calligraphy. Her family knew she did it on purpose, but they condoned it. In the Song family's view, girls should be pampered. On.

But Qiao Ruoxing would rather be beaten than break the piano. This realization made Song Tianjun feel particularly uncomfortable. She should have grown up with everyone's love and not have to suffer so much.

Qiao Ruoxing saw that Song Tianjun's face was not very good, and thought that she had talked too much about personal matters and annoyed him, so she coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Song, this meat floss cake is good, do you want to try it?"

Song Tianjun came back to his senses, picked up the plate and took it, and then said, "Don't call me Mr. Song, Mr. Song. You are a bit older. You are about the same age as Jiayu. If you don't mind, you can call me brother in the future." "

Qiao Ruoxing...

She didn't dare to hug Song Tianjun's thigh.

Nothing in this world is good without reason. Qiao Ruoxing feels that it is better to keep a certain distance from her boss.

But she can't refuse too obviously. This is her boss. If she offends her, it will affect her work.

So she compromised and said, "I think someone in the company calls you Brother Tian, ​​so I'll call you Brother Tian too."

Although Song Tianjun was reluctant, the time had not come yet, so he could only agree, "As you like."

Qiao Ruoxing gave him another piece of caviar sushi, "Brother Tian, ​​try this."

As a result, before the sushi was placed on Song Tianjun's tray, someone hit him on the arm. The sushi slipped from the food holder and rolled to the ground.

"Sorry, didn't see it."

A female voice came from the side. Although she was apologetic, her tone was condescending, which made people extremely uncomfortable.

Qiao Ruoxing glanced at it and saw that it was Molly.

Thinking of the way she pretended to be drunk and threw herself into Song Tianjun's arms at the last dinner party between Lu Chi and his wife, Qiao Ruoxing suspected that the collision just now was intentional.