In her previous life, she was indeed sent to No. 13 Middle School by Song Huaiyuan.

At that time, her memory had not yet recovered, and she suffered a lot of bullying there.

No. 13 Middle School is the worst private high school in Yuncheng. Fights and fights often occur there, but as long as no one is killed, the school teachers turn a blind eye.

At that time, Song Nanxi was already disliked by others because of the scars on her face, and she also felt a little inferior inside.

In addition, no one in the Song family paid any attention to her at that time, let alone cared about her. Even if she came back with injuries all over her body, they only thought that she was the cause of the trouble.

The Song family would never offend other families because of her, so she watched helplessly as the helpless girl who offended the school bullies in order to protect her was targeted and tortured to death.

There was nothing she could do at that time, but not now.

After dinner, Song Nanxi was about to go upstairs to rest when he was stopped by Song Huaiyuan.

"Nanxi, when did you learn to play the guqin? Why haven't I heard you say it before?" Song Huaiyuan originally wanted to ask this question yesterday, but yesterday the family was not very happy because of Song Nanxi's words, and he was not good either.

Ask again.

Song Nanxi looked at Song Huaiyuan and replied calmly: "When I was young, I forgot."

Seeing Song Nanxi's perfunctory look, Song Huaiyuan immediately felt uncomfortable and frowned, but he still continued patiently: "Don't be so hostile, I am your eldest brother, and I also want to know you well like Qingwei.

Do you have to talk to me like this?"

"Brother?" Song Nanxi raised his head, looked straight at him, and smiled: "Let me ask you a question, what would happen if Song Qingwei didn't play the guqin? Will he starve to death?"

Song Huaiyuan didn't know what she meant. He was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

He didn't understand the relationship between playing the guqin and starving to death, but Qingwei's ability to play the guqin to his current level was the result of the Song family's training over the years.

"Really? I can."

"What?"

Song Nanxi's eyes were a bit stern, and he was already a little impatient: "For you, the guqin is just a tool for cultivating your sentiments, but for me, it is the art of eating. You ask me why I play the guqin?

If you go to the place where I lived and ask, you will know how I got here all these years?"

After saying this, Song Nanxi ignored Song Huaiyuan and turned around to go upstairs.

The wound was treated yesterday, and although the inflammation has subsided, she still hasn't recovered from her fever and needs to catch up on some sleep.

When Song Huaiyuan heard Song Nanxi's words, he was stunned on the spot, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Will he starve to death?

He really didn't understand what kind of life she lived before, let alone that she would have such a difficult life?

Only now did he finally know why she knew the guqin so well? Qingwei used her hobbies to challenge others' cooking skills, so no wonder she lost?

Thinking of this, he felt even more uncomfortable.

He has always wanted to compensate Nan Xi, but he doesn't understand her at all, so it's no wonder she has this attitude towards them.

Song Huaiyuan glanced at Song Nanxi's leaving figure and couldn't help but sigh softly.

What Song Nanxi didn't know was that the video of her playing music at the exhibition yesterday was posted online by someone.

At this time, the click rate has exceeded one million, and all the comments below are likes and praises from netizens.

[Oh my god, this girl is so beautiful. Is she the legendary classical beauty? 】

[Is she some kind of popular Internet celebrity? Why have I never seen her before? 】

[I also learn Guqin. She is really good. I bet that even if my teacher comes, she can’t play it as well as she does. She is really amazing.]

[Her video has been used as a teaching template by our teacher. We were forced to practice for a whole day today, and my hands are almost useless.]

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Of course, there are very few people who understand classical music, but Song Nanxi's beautiful side face is really like a beauty walking out of a painting. She has a fairy spirit and a world-weary face that does not eat the fireworks of the world. It is even more amazing.

Therefore, most of the people on the Internet praised her for her beauty. The video has been on the top trending searches in just a few minutes. You can find this video as soon as you turn on your phone.

As soon as Song Qingwei arrived in the classroom, Shen Yurou ran over with her mobile phone.

"Qingwei, your sister from the country is very popular, please check your phone quickly."

Song Qingwei's originally good mood was shocked as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on him after seeing the video.

"She...how is that possible?"

She never imagined that Song Nanxi's video yesterday would be posted online, and that so many people would praise her?

Song Qingwei, who was accustomed to enjoying the feeling of being surrounded by stars, suddenly felt as if he had fallen from the clouds to the bottom of the valley, especially since he lost to her in public yesterday.

When she thought of this, Song Qingwei was so angry that she gritted her teeth and even threw the phone in her hand.

Shen Yurou saw that the limited-edition mobile phone she had just bought was thrown to the ground, and the screen was smashed to pieces. She was so distressed that she was bleeding.

But he still comforted her and said: "Qingwei, don't be angry first. Didn't you say that she is going to No. 13 Middle School? No. 13 Middle School is not a good place. When she gets there, spend money to find a few people to teach her a lesson. Teach her a lesson, it’s not like you can do whatever you want at that time?”

"And don't forget, your second brother is most annoyed by those unscrupulous methods in the entertainment industry, and your second brother's fans, if they know that she is taking advantage of your second brother's popularity, they won't know how to scold her then. ?”

When Shen Yurou said this, Song Qingwei suddenly had an idea.

Of course she knew what kind of person her second brother was. If she knew that Song Nanxi would have to skin her in order to get angry with him?

"Where is the video of the engagement party that day? Are there any photos of Song Nanxi and my second brother in the same frame? It would be better if they are a little blurry." Song Qing showed a calculating smile.

As the video of Song Nanxi was posted on the Internet, it caused a fire. At the same time, another blurry picture was also posted on the Internet.ωωw..net

Although the picture is blurry, Song Huainan's fans can still recognize the person in the picture at a glance. He is definitely their idol.

Standing next to Song Huainan was Song Nanxi, who had taken off a mask to show his face that day. When such a photo was released, it immediately caused an uproar on the Internet.

As the photo was released, people with sharp eyes discovered that the person standing with Song Huainan looked like the protagonist in the video that went viral today.

How could this man be on the same side as Song Huainan, a popular figure? What is their relationship?
Chapter completed!