My Son Might Be A Villain

Do you know why I came in person?

Song Zeyu was stared a little by Lu Shao's eyes, and the person in charge of the Lu family was really unusual.

Mr. Lu, please wait a moment.

...

Here, Su Ran, who didn't know that the original owner's bad things were about to be revealed, was staring at the tangled faces of the male owner's pair of children.

Mr. Su? Is there something wrong?

It's nothing, hehe, you just said your birthday last month?

Yeah, the 25th of last month just passed.

The 25th was less than a month away from Su Han.

The date of birth is generally not accurate, so if it is said that the heroine was conceived that night, it is completely reasonable.

Then you are in junior high school now.

Yes, it's the first day of the new year.

It was the first year of the first year, and her family, Su Han, was also the first year of the first year.

Well, fortunately, I didn't lose at the starting line.

By the way, did you get good grades in school?

Not bad right.

You mean it's number one?

Cough, no, it's almost the top five. Facing Teacher Su's sudden concern, Song Yi'an felt a little embarrassed.

Su Ran is not concerned about the son of the male host, she just turned the topic away for some reason.

It's only the top five, it's just so-so, her family Su Han is also the first in the test every time!

Su Ran's heart was stunned, and the comparison heart called the parent was burning.

By the way, there is one more question.

Well? What does Teacher Su want to ask?

That's right, boys as big as you, generally like what other people give you as birthday gifts?

Thinking of his son's cool face and disgusting little expression, Su Ran really couldn't think of what he liked.

Do you like anything?

Song Yi'an thought about it, and then said: I don't seem to like it very much, shoes, watches, etc.

Brother, you obviously like game consoles! I heard you secretly told Dad Yang last time!

Ahem, it's not me that Mr. Su said.

Oh.

Mr. Su, I've finished playing, but I feel something is not right. Song Zhining said with a frown again.

Speaking of this, Su Ran also began to get serious.

Do you feel that the middle nodes are a little awkward?

Yes, yes, that's it, what's going on here!

The composer of this piece, Winnis, was a farmer before he became a pianist. Because of the slow movement of his right index finger due to long-term farming, when he played the piano, each node would be half a beat. Many people There's no need to pause while practicing Winnis.

So that's how it is! Song Zhining felt that she had learned a lot. It was the first time that a teacher said such a remark, and it felt so reasonable.

But how to deal with it specifically, I still don't quite understand.

I'll play it once and you'll understand. After speaking, Su Ran walked to the piano.

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On the other side, in the Song family's study, Song Zeyu handed a USB flash drive to Lu Shao.

I only have a video I need here. As for whether it will help Mr. Lu, I don't know.

At first, Song Zeyu didn't know why the head of the Lu family suddenly wanted to investigate what happened at the Huating Hotel, until he just received the information from the assistant's investigation. It seems that that night, the Lu family's collateral also did it. What about Lu Shao.

Mr. Lu: I appreciate your self-righteousness.

No problem. Lu Shao said, putting away the USB flash drive.

At this moment, there was a light and pleasant piano sound from the opposite side.

It's been there before, but it's completely different from this one.

The song is the same, the difference is the feeling.

A pianist hired by your family? Lu Shao raised his eyebrows and asked Song Zeyu.

Lu Shao is not someone who cares about these things, but it is very rare that this piano sound can actually make him feel very peaceful.

It should be a newly hired piano teacher for the two children in the family. I heard that it is very good.

After a pause, seeing Lu Shao nodding, Song Zeyu asked again, Mr. Lu, would you like to go take a look?

No need. Lu Shaoyan spit out two words concisely.

Just when Song Zeyu thought that Mr. Lu would not have any more texts, he heard Lu Shao speak again.

Give me the contact information of the pianist. Lu Shao said.

After returning to City B, his insomnia symptoms seemed to get worse again.

Ok, no problem.

Send it to my mobile phone, Lu Shao got up and said, Since there is nothing else, I will leave.

Uh, okay, Mr. Lu, please, I'll take you off.

Although Lu Shao said no need, Song Zeyu insisted on sending Lu Shao to the door.

After seeing off Lu Shao, Song Zeyu stood at the door, secretly thinking: It is said that the people in power of the Lu family are unpredictable, and it seems that the rumors are ruins.

Squinting, Song Zeyu withdrew his gaze and looked at the piano room on the second floor opposite, thinking about asking Wu Ma to send him the piano teacher's phone number.

At the same time, Su Ran's two-hour piano lessons finally ended.

, with peace of mind, put the 500 yuan that was going to be refunded back into the small bag.