My Daughter Seems to Have a Big Problem

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and closed his eyes, almost writing "Thank you soon!" on his face.

"Thank you, Chacha, I really didn't have breakfast~" After finishing speaking, Chuchu took the small bag and walked to the rest area talking and laughing with Jiang Baicha, planning to finish eating first.

Juzi, on the other hand, was directly ignored, still maintaining the expression just now, and was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that Chuchu and the others had already walked away.

Tangerine's face collapsed, and she chased after him: "Why don't you thank Orange!"

But Chuchu and Jiang Baicha were still talking and laughing, and even found a seat with only two seats to sit down. They had a good conversation, and it seemed that they didn't hear the orange.

"Obviously the cake chosen by Tangerine, Tangerine brought it all the way here, why don't you thank Orange?" Looking at the two people who were sitting down, Juzi stomped his feet angrily, pouted and murmured aggrievedly, "Orange to Chuchu I don’t thank you for the cake I bought, but I still thank you for the orange. I don’t care about the orange. Chacha obviously didn’t do anything. You still thank her. From now on, I won’t buy anything for you to eat when I go to the bathroom. I don't call you either..."

Listening to Tangerine's broken thoughts, Chuchu was the first one who couldn't hold back the laughter, stood up and stretched out her hands to completely cover Tangerine's fair face, and rubbed it back and forth several times: "Okay, okay, thank you Orange , oranges are the best~"

Jiang Baicha also stood up and rubbed Orange's head.

In this way, under the attack from three sides, Tangerine's deformed face gradually showed a smirk.

"So annoying, so annoying, let go of Ju Jie, Ju Jie forgives you!" Because she was still being rubbed by Chu Chu, Ju Zi could only make this strange accent.

The two of them did not continue to tease the oranges, they both let go of their hands, then picked up the bag on the table, and changed seats for three people.

After Juzi sat down, he rubbed his blushed face and asked, "By the way, Chuchu, isn't that Wu Ziqi? Why is she here too?"

Juzi and Jiang Baicha, who often acted with Chuchu, of course also knew Wu Ziqi, felt a little strange that Wu Ziqi would appear here at this time, and thought they were about to be involved in some incident again.

Chu Chu just unwrapped the cake at this time, picked up a piece of cake with a small fork, took a bite, chewed and swallowed, and then replied: "It's okay, she just came to learn the piano, just happened to meet."

"Oh~" Juzi nodded, then looked at the direction behind Chuchu, which happened to be in the direction of the small coffee shop, "Wu Ziqi came over."

"Ok?"

Chu Chu hurriedly swallowed a mouthful of the cake, and looked back.

Good guy, Wu Ziqi really stood up and was walking in this direction, the target seemed to be them.

Undead!

Chuchu quickly pawed at the cake, trying to finish it quickly, but after filling her mouth, there was still half of the cake left in the box.

But it was too late, Wu Ziqi had already walked over, took a stool next to Chuchu and sat down next to Chuchu.

As soon as Wu Ziqi sat down, she greeted her: "Hi, long time no see, Jiang Baicha, Sha..."

"Just call me Orange." Before the name was spoken, Orange interrupted in advance.

"Okay, Tangerine." Wu Ziqi nodded, then turned her head to look in Chu Chu's direction, saw that her mouth was full of cake, chewing profusely, tore off a tissue and pasted it on Chu Chu's mouth, "Yes Are you so afraid of me? Don’t touch the corners of your mouth.”

Chu Chu pressed the paper towel, wiped her mouth, then picked up a bottle of milk in the bag, swallowed the cake with the milk, took a breath, and said with a mournful face: "Woo, I really don't know, I don't know. No contact information."

This Chuchu was not lying, she only had Cheng Jialan's contact information, and she hadn't added Cheng Jialan's account yet, and she didn't remember what the account number was.

Unexpectedly, Wu Ziqi looked surprised and said, "Didn't you just say that you didn't know? I'm not here to talk about this."

Ok?

Did she believe it the first time she said it?

Chu Chu looked at Wu Ziqi in disbelief, as if she wanted to see something in her eyes, but her eyes were very pure and her expression was very serious, as if she wasn't lying.

This kid... is unexpectedly easy to cheat?

Chu Chu felt relieved now, and asked, "Then what do you want to ask?"

"Are you forming a band?" Wu Ziqi hesitated, looked at the other two, and continued to ask, "Can I watch your rehearsal?"

"what?"

Both Chuchu and Juzi made voices of doubt at the same time.

Seeing their appearance, Wu Ziqi explained: "I think there are only three of you, which is a bit small for a band. I just want to switch to a keyboard player and join a band. It's training for the transformation period."

"Want to... switch keyboard players?"

"Want to... be in our band?"

Chuchu and Juzi expressed their doubts together again, while Jiangbaicha looked calm, took out a small thermos cup from the bag - it contained hot black tea that had been brewed - and drank it .

"Yes, I don't like classical music very much, so I want to change careers." Wu Ziqi nodded, "If possible, can I join your band?"

"Uh......"

"Eh......"

Chuchu and Juzi glanced at each other, but they both saw confusion in each other's eyes, and then they looked at Jiang Baicha together.

Jiang Baicha blew on the hot tea in the thermos, looked up at them, and said, "I don't care." Then he squinted his eyes and drank the tea.

Orange: "Then I have no objection."

Chu Chu withdrew her gaze and looked at Wu Ziqi: "I don't have any objections, we really lack people here."

Moreover, Wu Ziqi is also an acquaintance, and she can be trusted in character and everything, so it will be more reassuring to let her join.

But why is the style of this band getting weirder and weirder... the leader of the richest school and her two friends, plus the leader of the most chaotic school.

Just change the name to the Band of Hands...

"You should have booked the training room." Wu Ziqi also smiled. "There should be a lot of musical instruments in there. We can try it later."

Wu Ziqi smiled sincerely.

Since you refuse to disclose your sister's contact information.

But just close to you.

We must be able to hear from her.

This kid is really deceitful.

Chapter 80 Chapter 78 I don't know much about Two-dimensional

In the training room, a song has been sung to the final stage.

"どんな墨(かべ)もつきぬけてゆく no matter how difficult it is"

"Zifen(じぶん) and Yan(い)うボールに代(か)わる can surpass it"

(BGM: 春の风)......

After singing the song, Wu Ziqi raised her eyebrows in surprise, watching the three people in front of her remain silent for a long time.

In fact, this is also the first time for the three of them to perform to other people besides being the band teacher, and they are all a little nervous.

"How do you feel?" Chu Chu spoke first, and then put the guitar on the shelf beside her.

Wu Ziqi clapped her hands and said, "It's great, it's really beyond my expectation."

It was really unexpected. At first, Wu Ziqi thought that the so-called band was just a product of impromptu play by the three young ladies, but she didn't expect to make it look decent.

If only high school students were used as the judging criteria, they would definitely be above the pass line, and Juzi's singing skills would still add points.

But she never dreamed that the band had only been formed for a week, and the guitarist was just learning to play the guitar.

Chu Chu felt a little excited about Wu Ziqi's evaluation, after all, she felt recognized.

But Juzi's attention is always different from others. She walked over angrily, without even letting go of the bass on her body: "What's going on! Then you thought we were bad from the beginning!"

There is an unexpected contrast between Tangerine’s figure and the bass, which is bigger than the guitar. Then, when she walked over, she forgot to pull out the string. When she was about to walk in front of Wu Ziqi, the string was already stretched. Watching Wu Ziqi who was close at hand opened her teeth and claws.

Fool...wouldn't you put the bass down first.

Chu Chu in the back looked at Juzi helplessly, and now Juzi looked like a kitten tied in place by a rope to go spacewalking in her eyes.

I really don't want others to know that she is my friend.

The corners of Wu Ziqi's mouth twitched, she suppressed a smile, and said forcefully, "No, no, at first I just thought you were ordinary, but I didn't expect it to be very good."

Tangerine: "Really?"

"Really." Wu Ziqi nodded seriously.

"Hmph, you have vision." Orange nodded in satisfaction, and walked back with a satisfied smile.

After thinking carefully for a while, Wu Ziqi walked up to the three of them and said:

"Can I join your band?"

The three of them glanced at each other, and after meeting their gazes, Chuchu stepped forward, stretched out her fist and smiled, "Of course, welcome."

Wu Ziqi also stretched out her hand, and the two of them lightly touched their fists, and at this point they officially joined the band.

"By the way, what's the name of our band?" Wu Ziqi asked curiously.

Orange: "Silly Tea Band."

Baicha: "Stupid Orange Band."

Chu Chu: "The Riddler Band."

Wu Ziqi: "..."

How about you put this riddle?

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After Cheng Jialan returned home, she felt a little bored.

I watered the flowers, went to feed the birds, and then went to repair the flowers in the garden again when I was idle in the back, and then I went back to the living room and sat down.

so boring......

Now Yan Didi is busy with work, and Chu Chu is not at home, leaving only Cheng Jialan, an empty-nest old man, at home alone.

By the way, I heard that Chuchu is going to be in that station B, and start a band to gain fans?

Cheng Jialan, who had originally planned not to visit Station B again, opened Station B after careful consideration.

It is still necessary to systematically understand the thoughts of young people.

This time, Cheng Jialan didn't intend to just hang out, but planned to strike hard, and went directly to the comment area to ask those young people what they thought.