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Because he has rehearsed many times, Jin Rong was not nervous at all during the performance.He still played the piano as usual, and he played the accompaniment perfectly, and warm applause broke out from the audience.

At the end of the song, Yang Zhuo was still standing on the stage to accept the applause. Someone gave him flowers, a large bouquet of lilies was held in his hands and delivered to him.

Jin Rong only watched from the corner of his eye, he was a supporting role, and he didn't expect anyone to send him flowers.Just as he put away the scores and was about to bow and leave the stage, a man came up with a large bouquet of flowers.

It is also a bright lily, wrapped in pink and white paper, so beautiful.Jin Rong would not have thought of who was sending the flowers. She was covered by the bouquet, and he could only see her clearly when she walked in front of him.

It turned out to be Jin Shiyuan.

Jin Rong hadn't seen Jin Shiyuan for a few days. Although it was only a few days, it seemed like years.

"You are awesome!" Jin Shiyuan praised him very rarely with tears in his eyes, "You are my mother's pride."

Jin Rong was in a daze. He took the bouquet and was hugged by Jin Shiyuan in a daze. The words still echoed in his mind: "You are my mother's pride."

He didn't quite believe his ears, so he asked again: "Am I also your pride?"

"Why aren't you proud of your mother?"

The light on the stage was so bright that it was too bright to see every face off the stage.Jin Rong looked around the audience blankly, the buzzing was unreal.

It wasn't until Jin Shiyuan stepped down from the stage and he returned to the backstage with the flowers in his arms that he gradually understood.Just now his mother sent him flowers and said to him: You are my pride.

Jin Rong is too eager to be affirmed by others, especially Jin Shiyuan's affirmation.Jin Shiyuan seldom praised him since he was a child, and he rarely appeared on such occasions, so he still couldn't believe it.

The lilies are very fragrant, even bigger than Yang Zhuo's bunch.When Yang Zhuo got off the stage, he compared with him and said, "Your flowers are prettier than mine!"

"Yeah." Jin Rong hugged the flower, and the petals accidentally brushed against his nose. He put the flower on the dressing table and looked at himself in the mirror in a daze.

He was a little sad and a little guilty.Was it because I was too harsh on Jin Shiyuan before?In fact, thinking about it, he didn't come home at night and lost his temper. It was normal for Jin Shiyuan to be a little bit aggressive towards him, but at that time Jin Rong couldn't control his willfulness and hung up the phone violently.

The bouquet made him feel strongly guilty.

Because of the sudden sense of guilt, Jin Rong missed Jiang Yi's performance, and he didn't hear the phrase "Love, you have to be loved so that you don't seem to be sad."

Jin Rong was still looking at Hua in thought, and Wu Yao came to him at this moment: "Teacher Song is here."

"Teacher Song?" Jin Rong stood up, and when he looked out of the dressing room, Song Nianyuan was looking at him with a smile, and did not come in directly.Still waiting for Jin Rong's permission, he came in politely, applauded and said, "You performed very well today."

The National Day holiday is over, and the Conservatory of Music is not in their city, so Song Nianyuan should be leaving.Jin Rong was a little puzzled: "I thought you had already gone back."

"I don't have class today. I thought you were going to perform, so I'll stay and take a look. I bought a ticket for the evening, and I'm going to the airport later."

Song Nianyuan caught a glimpse of the lilies on the table, but said nothing.

Jin Rong said, "This is from my mother."

"I know."

Jin Rong was suspicious, he pulled away the chair and let Song Nianyuan sit down, and chatted about the performance, but Song Nianyuan suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Jin Rong, have you ever thought about taking the exam in our school?"

Song Nianyuan's conservatory of music is very difficult to get into. In fact, all professional colleges are very difficult to get into. Jin Rong is from Pugao, so it is still difficult to get into these schools.

He answered honestly: "I should not pass the exam."

"If you don't try, how do you know you won't pass the exam? Besides, you are not bad at all!" Song Nianyuan was especially concerned about him, and he gave him some basic information about the school, and also introduced the school's courses, which are the outstanding ones. Teacher, "If you think I'm not good enough, I can help you connect with better teachers."

"I don't think you're embarrassed." Jin Rong shook his hand, "I'm just curious. Why do you want me to go so much?"

"You are excellent and you work hard. I don't want you to be buried."

Jin Rong didn't know how to answer. He rubbed his fingertips for a while and heard Song Nianyuan say again: "You guys have a small college entrance examination next semester, right? I hope you will come to my class after you pass the small college entrance examination. I sincerely hope that you will come. I will arrange board and lodging for you, and you don’t have to worry about anything, you just need to study with peace of mind.”

This is too heavy, considering that the consumption level in the city over there is not low, and if the board and lodging are arranged, will Song Nianyuan pay him all the money?Just to let him enter the music academy?Jin Rong and Song Nianyuan are not even considered "acquaintances" now, why does Song Nianyuan care so much about him?

Song Nianyuan left him a piano music collection, and he had to rush to the airport soon, and he couldn't stop.He didn't force Jin Rong, anyway, there is still a long time to think about it, so there is no need to give him an answer right now.

"Teacher Song," Jin Rong asked inexplicably expectantly, "May I ask if I knew you before? Or, should we know each other?"

Song Nianyuan smiled: "Take the small college entrance examination well, and you can tell me anytime when you think about it. Also," he said seriously, "It's best not to tell your mother before you think about it."

When he said that, Jin Rong knew something inexplicably.Don't tell his mother, don't tell Jin Shiyuan, why can't you tell Jin Shiyuan?Jin Rong was puzzled in every possible way, and he even wondered whether this Song Nianyuan was the same person as the "named Song" that Jin Shiyuan said.

After Song Nianyuan left, Jin Rong suddenly remembered that he had missed Jiang Yi's performance.He ran to the edge of the curtain to see if there was any Jiang Yi, it had already passed several programs.Jin Rong was very disturbed. He sent a message to Jiang Yi, and then ran to the unmanned dressing room to call him. When he connected, Jiang Yi was standing at the door of the dressing room.

Jiang Yi was holding a small cluster of roses in his hand, which were bright red and very eye-catching.

"Ms. Jiang..." Jin Rong said apologetically, "I have something to do and I missed your performance."

"It's okay." Jiang Yi is very sensible, "I know you have something to do. This flower is for you. I wanted to give you flowers on stage just now, but someone was ahead of me. I think her flowers are so much bigger than mine. If there are too many, I’m sorry to send them away.”

Jin Rong took the flowers, and the scent of roses came to his nostrils, so fragrant.He stroked the petals and explained, "It was my mother who sent the flowers."

"Then I can't go up to deliver it, I can give it to you in private." Jiang Yi closed the door of the dressing room, still muttering a little unhappy, "Actually, you don't come to see me, I am a little disappointed."

"I'm sorry." Jin Rong said.

Jiang Yi bent down slightly, and moved his face closer: "Then give me a kiss."

"There is surveillance here!" Jin Rong pointed to the flashing red surveillance surveillance on the top of the dressing room, "Do you want to kiss in the piano room?"

"No." Jiang Yi refused, "I'm still a little angry if you don't come to see me."

Well, Jin Rong was extremely helpless, kissed him on the cheek, and comforted him: "Don't be angry."

Jiang Yi still felt that it was not enough, pointed to his mouth and said, "I want to kiss here."

"You're pushing your limits, Mr. Jiang."

Teacher Jiang nodded: "I'm still angry."

Jin Rong laughed, kissed his lips, kissed like a dragonfly, and whispered in his ear: "Don't be angry, husband."

Jiang Yi's face turned red, and his body temperature rose sharply.He hurriedly looked at the dust on the ground, stumbled and said, "I, I'm not angry anymore!"

"The flowers you sent are very beautiful, I like them very much." Jin Rong kissed the flowers, and sat in front of the chair on the dressing table to admire them.Jiang Yi asked again: "Then do you like flowers or me?"

Jin Rong replied seriously: "I like people who give flowers, so I like this bouquet of flowers."

Jiang Yi was embarrassed, he was very useful.

He watched Jin Rong admiring the roses, which made his face flush slightly.Jiang Yi was dazed for a while, remembering that he called himself "husband", so he asked in a strange way: "Then can I call you wife?"

"Ah?" Jin Rong raised his head.

"It's nothing." Jiang Yi lowered his head embarrassingly, crumpling the corners of his shirt.

Can't be called "wife", and can't be called "dear".He remembered.

Before the performance ended, Jin Rong received a message from Jin Shiyuan.She said that she still had something to do and she had to leave first, and hoped that Jin Rong could go home tonight.

What can Jin Shiyuan do?She didn't have a job, it was Fang Yizhe who came here.In Jin Shiyuan's heart, Fang Yizhe is a thousand times, ten thousand times more important than Jin Rong. Even if Jin Rong has a fever or is sick, as long as Fang Yizhe makes a phone call, she can leave Jin Rong and appear in Fang In front of Yi Zhe.

Jin Rong wouldn't want to go home, it wasn't his home.

It was still dawn after the performance, Jin Rong changed back into his clothes, sat in the piano room and played the piano for a long time.Song Nianyuan asked him to start practicing Liszt now, and gave Jin Rong a set of Liszt when he was in the dressing room backstage.

Genuine piano scores are not cheap. There are seven volumes in this set. Jin Rong flipped through a few pages, then dropped the book with a headache, and pressed his eyebrows for a while.

Piano, why does everyone acquiesce that he loves playing the piano?He really hates playing the piano.But he had to play again, probably because he was already on a pirate ship, and it was really difficult to think about it.

Jin Rong leaned his neck and waited for Jiang Yi to come to him. The time ticked by. He couldn't wait, so he sent several messages to Jiang Yi, begging him to come quickly.

The rose Jiang Yi gave him was still fresh, smelling it, it seemed that Jiang Yi was right in front of him.

He gave himself flowers, so what should I give him?Jin Rong can't think of perfect things. He knows that Jiang Yi likes to eat sweets, likes to play basketball, likes to be cool, and likes basketball shoes.

Then give him basketball shoes, there is nothing more suitable for Jiang Yi than this.Jin Rong turned on his phone and looked at the shoes for a long time, before placing an order without looking at the price.He won't use Fang Yizhe's money. He has participated in many piano competitions before, and saved all the prize money for future use.

It is indeed useful, you need to use it when renting a house, and you need to use it when you are in a relationship.Jin Rong used to spend money only for himself, and sometimes he wanted to save money, but now he spends money for his boyfriend, but he has become extravagant.

Jiang Yi deserves the best, he thought, so he didn't blink when he paid for the four-figure shoes.

The shoes arrived very slowly. Jin Rong read the logistics information several times a day. After waiting for a month, they finally arrived.But it was strange to give Jiang Yi shoes for no reason, he had to wait for an opportunity.

Jiang Yi is very busy recently. The city organized a monthly exam. He is busy with reviewing and taking exams, and rarely gets distracted.

The results came out today, and Jin Rong and Jiang Yi stood in front of the ranking list to watch.Jiang Yi didn't care how many candidates he got in the exam, he wandered around the middle and lower reaches for a long time, and finally saw Jin Rong's name.

There are twelve classes in the Third Middle School, with a total of more than 400 students. Jin Rong ranked 380th in the bottom [-].

Jiang Yi carefully looked at his grades in each subject. Chinese was not bad, with a score of 47, Mathematics was [-], and English was [-]. Adding up the three subjects, the score was less than [-].

"Seven points of 190?" Jin Rong was a little satisfied, "Crossed the line."

The culture line of music students is very low. Last year, it only scored 180 points. Jin Rong did pass the line with 190 in this test, and many of them passed the line.

Jiang Yi said "tsk", he hooked Jin Rong's neck to ask him to see his grades, and said bitterly, "I'm satisfied in 190? My little artist, I heard that you can get cultural points in professional art colleges. Pretty tall, right?"

"No, that's not high. I'm not a cultural student. It's a waste to take such a high test, my teacher Jiang."

Jin Rong really wanted to know Jiang Yi's score, but Jiang Yi was embarrassed to let him see, so he dragged and dragged to the first edition of the leaderboard, and saw Jiang Yi's name at the top of the science class.

"Jiang Yi, first, first, first name." Jin Rong said word by word, "Chinese 130, Mathematics 150 plus [-], English [-]..."

Jiang Yi covered his mouth: "Good boy, just look at it, don't read it out."

"Why can't you read it out?"

"I am so high in the exam, I am afraid that others will beat me if they hear about it."

Jiang Yi's grades are top notch, with a total score of 2, and No.370's total score is only [-].

"How did you get such a high score?" Jin Rong's score was less than half of his score of over 400.

Jiang Yi asked in his ear: "Want to know?"

"think."

"Come to Teacher Jiang's cram school at night, Teacher Jiang loves to teach."

Jin Rong felt his ears itch and didn't bother to talk to him.

The author says:

The last few chapters are going through the plot, and the emotional drama will be arranged in the next few chapters~

In fact, Rongrong was very depressed in his youth, but it will be better when he grows up!