Her face was rosy, delicate, and her smile was as beautiful as a flower.

But no one who sees her now will be in the mood to appreciate her beauty, because her slow movement and smile towards the piano are really too weird.

Cheng Nuonuo felt that her mother began to speak to her.

"Child, don't be afraid. No matter how many bad people there are, mother can drive them away. As long as you come to mother, you will be safe. Come on, you will be safe..."

Ma Tianchang shouted "Nono" loudly several times, but the other party still didn't respond.

Ma Tianchang was already covered in cold sweat. He had never experienced such a weird thing.

That poor girl who was looking so sweet just now seems to have been cut off from the outside world all of a sudden. No matter how much you shout, it will have no effect.

He saw that Nono was only one step away from reaching the white piano. She even stretched out her hands and softly called her mother from the corner of her mouth.

Ma Tianchang knew that this was like sleepwalking, and he could only wake her up gently at this time. If she used strong stimulation, such as pushing the other party hard, it would easily cause the other party to suffer more serious psychological harm.

When I was a child, I heard that a neighbor near my home shook and even hit his sleepwalking son. In the end, his son passed out and became a fool when he woke up.

In desperation, Ma Tianchang opened the piano next to him and played it hard a few times, hoping to dispel Cheng Nuonuo's illusion.

Cheng Nuonuo was stunned for a moment. In the fantasy, there seemed to be a kitten meowing softly next to her mother. She hesitated, fearing that if she lay down, she would crush the kitten.

The mother's smile did not change, and she said in the gentlest voice: "Come here, kid, the kitten has run away. You are mom's kitten. Lie down here."

When Ma Tianchang saw that Cheng Nuonuo could not stop playing the piano, he suddenly took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight at the back and shined it into Nuonuo's eyes.

Sure enough, Nono stopped. In the fantasy, a large colorful light hole suddenly appeared next to her mother. There seemed to be something dangling in the light hole. Her mother's figure was illuminated by the light hole.

one time

I can't see clearly.

When Ma Tianchang saw that Cheng Nuonuo had just stopped and still didn't wake up, he suddenly read out in Korean the Korean lyrics from the last time he competed with Cheng Nuonuo.

Cheng Nuonuo was surprised that the voice her mother started calling her was in Korean, and then her mother suddenly recited a Korean lyric, which sounded very familiar to her.

She smiled and said to her mother: "Mom, those are the lyrics, I want to sing them."

Her mother ignored her and was still reading the lyrics. Until the last two or three sentences, her mother actually read it wrong.

No, how could mom read it wrong? By the way, mom is learning from herself. She actually translated these two lines of lyrics wrong last time. It’s really funny.

Why should I translate lyrics for others? Cheng Nuonuo stood there and seemed a little confused for a while.

When Ma Tianchang saw that he was reading the lyrics, Cheng Nuonuo stopped moving to the piano.

She stood there blankly, as if she was listening to her own reading, and as long as she responded, he secretly wiped his sweat, and after he finished reciting it, he started reading it in English again.

Cheng Nuonuo suddenly heard the lyrics in her mother's mouth suddenly changed to English. She was stunned. Didn't her mother speak English? What was she talking about?

This, this seems to be an English article that I know. Do I know English? How could I know English? Was it taught by that perverted teacher?

No, it couldn't be him. Everything he taught, my mother had already erased in her dream.

But I obviously know how to do this. I already know what the next sentence should be. So, it is indeed that sentence. But who taught me this English?

By the way, it was another hateful guy. He actually said that he was a stupid kid who knew how to play tricks, and he also said that he was a genius baby.

By the way, I'm not a baby. Mom, don't hold me anymore. I've grown up. Don't let that guy laugh at me when he sees what I look like now.

Mom, I saw him. He was hanging around in that colorful light hole. Wait a minute, I will bring him over to you and have a look. He is really a hateful guy.

The mother in the fantasy seemed to be about to say something when Nono suddenly got into the colorful bed next to her.

In the light cave.

When Noonuo woke up, she found that she was holding Ma Tianchang's mobile phone and that he was standing very close to Ma Tianchang. Ma Tianchang looked at her anxiously, his face almost touching her.

on his face.

"What are you doing?" Nono exclaimed and jumped back. Ma Tianchang's cell phone was thrown far away and fell heavily in the corner.

"What are you doing?" Ma Tianchang was so depressed. As soon as he woke up this crazy girl, she threw her phone away and looked like she was hurt: "You took my phone away.

Why throw it away again?"

Only then did Cheng Nuonuo wake up and quickly ran over to pick up Ma Tianchang's cell phone. Fortunately, the cell phone still had a signal, but the screen was cracked by the fall.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just..."

Nuonuo suddenly thought that she seemed to have fallen into a trance just now, and seemed to want to sleep for a while, but she still managed to survive.

As for how I ran over and grabbed Ma Tianchang's cell phone, I guess I stumbled forward when I was distracted and accidentally grabbed his cell phone.

"Don't be so stubborn. I just handed you the pronunciation of the letters. Do you remember them?"

Ma Tianchang interrupted Cheng Nuonuo's recollection. He was afraid that she would be embarrassed if she thought about his gaffe just now.

He took the mobile phone that Cheng Nuonuo had picked up and deliberately interrupted her: "You can try to read it. Of course, you also have the right not to try."

"Then give it a try," Cheng Nuonuo seemed to suddenly think of the pronunciation of those letters, and she suggested happily: "How about I recite it backwards? In case you say again that I can only sing that English song, not

Now you know which letter is which!"...

To Cheng Nuonuo's mind, it seemed that not much time had passed before the two-hour ringtone on her cell phone rang.

This is the first time Cheng Nuonuo has listened to an English explanation for more than 20 minutes since he was in the fourth grade of elementary school.

She stopped the music and couldn't help showing a proud look on her face: "I told you, as long as I want, I can learn any language I want to learn."
Chapter completed!