child prodigy at eighty

"You guys talk first, I'll talk to Xiao Si about something." Song Shiyu glanced at Xiao Si behind him, and led them into their room.

"This is?"

Song's father "hush", did not treat him as an outsider, pointed directly at the door and whispered: "Teach Xiaosi a lesson."

Then the three of them stopped talking, and just listened through the door that Xiaosan was in the room? Nuotao∷G

"Where's the report card?" Song Shiyu asked.

Song Xiaosi frantically took out the report card from his schoolbag, muttering, "I tried my best."

"Have you tried your best? That's all for the test?" Not even a score of 78, a low pass line, and the best score in the test is [-] in mathematics, which is really good-looking.

"Second brother was not as good as me back then, why didn't you say second brother."

"I don't care about him."

"Then you don't bother to talk to me." Please don't talk to me.

"Good idea, give me a make-up class tomorrow." Then he pointed to the guitar in his arms, "Confiscated. When you get 80 in the exam, you can play again."

"No!" Song Shiyan hugged his guitar tightly, "Second brother bought it for me, you can't confiscate it!"

"I can." Song Shiyu folded his hands on his chest, "Song Shiyan, how did you promise me to forget?"

"I, I, I made a mistake this time, and I will definitely get 80 points in the test next time!" Song Xiaosi felt guilty and short of breath, and because he did well in the summer vacation, he promised his third brother in the letter, but he just said, anyway, What are you doing with such a good memory when you are not at home!

"A man must keep his word." Song Shiyu directly spread his hand in front of him, "Bring it here."

"But I still have performances after school starts, without me our band would be gone!" Song Xiaosi was about to cry.

"Return to the band at your level? Play cotton." Song Xiaosan mocked unceremoniously.

"Don't look down on people, you still don't know how to do it!" Song Xiaosi blushed suddenly, regarding ideals and music, he would not allow anyone to look down on his proud specialty, and neither could the third brother.

"I don't know how, but I can go to college and earn money by myself, what about you? In the future, I will play the guitar and perform in the street. I don't know if I can earn a meal for a day."

"I want to be on TV! I'm not a street performer!"

"Hey, you have a lot of ambition." Song Shiyu looked at him, and then said, "Let me listen to you and see if you have the level to be on TV."

"I, I haven't practiced well yet, I can do it well!" Song Shiyan was not a fool, he knew that he would be timid if he got started at this level, and he had to let his third brother run him to death, so he simply didn't move.

"When you get to the level where you can be on TV, you don't know that it will be the year of the monkey. Maybe at that time, the streets will be filled with guitarists, and they will be taught by professional teachers, and they will work hard to learn. Your three and a half tricks are better than that. Who can win?"

"You look down on others, you are the only one!"

"I just look down on you, how about it? Do you know who can be on TV now? At least they have graduated from the music school, just you? Going to high school is enough, and you are still on TV."

"I'm sure I can be on TV! Grandpa said it!"

"Really? Grandpa didn't tell you to study more on TV?"

"Don't tell me about studying, it's annoying."

"Okay, since you said so, forget it. I wanted to find you a professional teacher to teach you. Maybe I will have the opportunity to appear on TV. Now it seems that I am meddling in my own business."

"Brother, what did you say?" Song Shiyan's ears moved, what did his brother say?

"I didn't say anything." Xiao Mian, I can't cure you?

"Big brother, good third brother, I heard it all, I want a teacher, I want a teacher." Song Shiyan lost his face, and leaned on the third brother.

"If not, we don't have any here anyway. If you really want to learn, you have to go to the capital."

"I go!"

"Are you going? Go as soon as you say you want to go? Let's not talk about the round-trip transportation for meals, accommodation, etc. Do you know how much it costs to hire such a teacher for a class?"

"How many?"

Song Shiyu said a number.

Xiao Si was shocked, "This is too expensive!"

"What do you think, this is not a top-notch teacher, and it would be even more expensive to hire a foreign teacher."

"What is a foreign teacher?"

"foreign teacher."

"No need, I have a teacher from my own country." Oh my god, even foreign teachers can't afford internal teachers.

"If you want it? Where does the money come from?"

"Third brother, third brother, I know you must have a way, please, brother, I like it, I want to learn."

"Really?"

"One thousand truths, ten thousand truths!"

"Then wait until you are admitted to high school."

"Don't, brother, it will be a year of the monkey when I go to high school. Brother..." Song Xiaosi begged with good words, and Song Shiyu was about to exhaust all eighteen martial arts, so Song Shiyu said: "Then next summer vacation, However, I have conditions."

"I know, it's no problem to get 80 points in the exam!"

"Ninety points, not even one subject." Song Shiyu sat on the ground and raised the price.

Xiao Si clutched his chest, imitating the camera on the TV, with a look of disbelief, "You are so poisonous!"

Song Shiyu folded his hands on his chest, I'm just so poisonous, how about it?

What else can Song Xiaosi do? Let's learn.It was easy to solve the problem of Xiao Si not wanting to study hard. Father Song held up his thumbs up, and this Xiao Si had to be treated by Xiao San. Seeing that the child was about to go to high school, but his grades were not so good, they were really anxious. For the couple, it's useless for him to tell his mother that it's useless.

Now it's all right, you don't need them to urge you, and you have to study hard by yourself, it's really eye-opening.Two days later, Song Shiyu hired a tutor for him. One day, various classes came in shifts, and Xiao Si was so desperate that he didn't dare to say a word. Once he said a word, his guitar was gone, his learning opportunities were gone, and he would be obsessed with TV!

"It's just that the supplementary tuition fee is too expensive, enough for a few fat years." Liu Erhua shook her head.If it weren't for the good conditions at home, who would be able to afford it.

"It's better than not getting into high school and making you upset." Papa Song comforted.

"It really owes them."

Liu Erhua went on and on, but Song Shiyu didn't let Song Shiyu pay the money. With his parents around, it wasn't his younger son's turn to pay the money.

As soon as money was mentioned, Liu Erhua asked, "What are you still saying, is there enough money for school? You still refuse to let me send it to you."

"Mom, I don't need money for your son." Song Shiyu sat down next to Gu Weifeng, and naturally leaned on him: "If you don't believe me, ask him."

"Don't worry, Auntie, Xiaosan is very capable. There are several powerful people under his command, and the company already has them."

"Company? What are you fussing about, little San?" It was Song Shifeng who happened to enter the door, and he opened his mouth to ask when he heard this sentence.

"I won't tell you." Song Shiyu rolled his eyes at him, but he still held grudges.

Song Laoer stuffed the small stool under his buttocks, with long arms and legs like a monkey, he leaned comfortably against the radiator next to him, "I don't hesitate to listen to what I want to say!"

"Third, Dad doesn't say much about what you are doing, but you are still a student, so you must not lose your studies." Dad Song urged.

"Don't worry, I still want to be a reporter." Song Shiyu didn't think about doing business all the time.In his opinion, a reporter is a good job. He can control the mouthpiece of the people and can do too many things. He really likes it.

When Gu Weifeng came, he couldn't help talking about Master Li. Liu Erhua sighed, "Who knew that Master Li still has family members, hey, it's really not easy to see you again. Why are those people so bad back then? Both sides say people are dead, otherwise they wouldn’t have lived alone for more than 20 years.”

"It was so chaotic at that time, and there was nothing we could do about it." Papa Song sighed.

"Finally it's the end of all hardships. Master Li's son doesn't look like an ordinary person, he looks very handsome." Liu Erhua looked at his family, um, he was no worse than him.

"If you want to talk about suffering, it has to be my sister-in-law. My sister-in-law is building a new department store that is about to open. No one can say that she is a strong woman." Song Shifeng admires my sister-in-law. If she is a woman, she came into business later than him. , but it is several times better than him, it is impossible not to admire.

"Your sister-in-law was forced to do nothing." Papa Song said.

"So, this is called life in a desperate situation. There are surprises everywhere in life. Next year I will give you the whole ticket, and it will open your eyes!"

"Second, what are you trying to do?" Liu Erhua asked quickly.

"I'll tell you when it's done. It's a secret now." He was still excited.

Gu Weifeng's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that this is where the subsequent events started?

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At night, Gu Weifeng opened his eyes on the bed that Song Shiyu gave up, unable to sleep, even if he drank a little wine at night, there was still no way to make him fall asleep.Song Xiaosan, on the other hand, slept soundlessly on the bed of the eldest brother on the upper bunk.

He hadn't fallen asleep for nearly a week, and it would be a lie to say he wasn't sleepy, but without him, he just couldn't sleep.

Even if he is on his own bunk.

Song Xiaosi on the opposite side was sleepy for a long time, and his second child who was supposed to sleep on the upper bunk went out after dinner and would not come back tonight.Ge Yougen had already boarded the train home, and there was no second awake person in the house.

The eagerness in his heart made him stretch his devil's claws to the upper bunk and steal him off.

"What are you doing?" Song Shiyu suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him unblinkingly.

Gu Weifeng stood by the bed, covered his eyes with his hands, and said softly, "Sleep."

"Oh." Song Shiyu closed his eyes obediently.

Gu Weifeng felt that the palm of his hand was lightly brushed by a small brush, itching, which made him feel not quite right.

"San'er?" He called softly again.

"Huh?" Song Shiyu opened his eyes, it was pitch black, "It's getting dark."

His voice was soft, Gu Weifeng felt as if his heart had been brushed, it was so itchy that he wished he could do something to relieve the itch.

"It's getting dark." Song Shiyu muttered softly again.

"Well, it's getting dark and I'm going to bed." Gu Weifeng whispered in his ear.

Song Shiyu closed his eyes again.

Looking at his well-behaved face, Gu Weifeng finally couldn't hold back, and lowered his head to kiss that soft lips.

Softer than expected.

The itch in his heart didn't disappear because of this, but intensified, making him just want to rub the person into his arms, blend into the bone marrow, and never separate again.

I couldn't help aggravating this kiss, rubbing it slowly, slowly licking from the corners of my lips to the bead of my lips, like tasting the most delicious wine, holding it in my mouth, I didn't want to swallow it for a long time.

He didn't know how much perseverance he had used to leave the lips that were like a spring to him. As soon as he left, the person in front of him suddenly opened his eyes again, "Sleep."

The big hand touched his eyes again, and said in a soft voice that he didn't even notice: "Go to sleep."

Gu Weifeng covered his face with his hand and did not take it off for a long time until he fell into a deep sleep.

The delicate and soft touch under his hands kept telling him how wonderful the touch was just now.

Steal him, steal him, he's drunk, he's asleep, he won't object, he's cute and charming, not only can he sleep well, but he can also do something more comfortable...

The air seems to be full of ambiguity, even his breath is urging him to hurry up, hurry up, hug me, and take me away.

Gu Weifeng was bewitched to the point of oblivion, deeply felt that this was really a good idea, and stretched out his hand again, across his cheeks, neck, and then stretched into the warm quilt...

My heart was surging like it was about to jump out, right away, right away.