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112 Scum! Scum! Scum!

She has forgotten the ending of the movie, she only remembers she shed a lot of tears...

"Huanhuan, come here."

Jiang Yifan called her in the bedroom.

She didn't have time to think more. She looked up at the sky, evaporated the moisture in her eyes, and said, "Here we come!"

"What's wrong?" She pushed the door open and looked at the floor, ceiling, and walls, but she didn't dare to look at Jiang Yifan.

"Girl," he narrowed his eyes and looked at her with a smile, "I was hurt because of you, right?"

"Yeah." Although she is a girl, she still dares to take risks. She will not deny such things.

"Then what I can't do because of my injury should you do for me?"

"Yeah." She was already doing it. She even washed his pajamas for him. What else could she do?

"So..." He thrust a piece of exquisite paper into her hand, "Go and help me participate in a competition!"

"Hmm." Xiao Huanhuan responded inertly, then came back to his senses and looked up at him with wide eyes, "Huh?"

Did she hear it correctly?

Go to compete for him?

Can I still substitute for the competition?

Xiao Huanhuan was confused and glanced at the content on the paper. At the top was a line of big words - Aimeisi Music Piano Competition.

In an instant, Xiao Huanhuan's body became stiff, and his eyes gradually became cold. The hand holding the paper card kept exerting force until the paper card was clenched into a ball.

Weiyin Piano Competition!

It was the most authoritative piano competition in the country. She had participated in it when she was seven years old, but it... was a nightmare. From then on, she never participated in any piano competition again.

Therefore, although she has an amazing piano talent, the outside world does not know it.

Her eyelashes trembled a few times, and her gaze on the paper began to become blurry. Her thoughts flickered, and everything that happened seven years ago appeared in front of her eyes.

When she was seven years old, she and Xiao Yingrou signed up for the Weiyin Piano Competition.

She is an extremely smart child. Although her motor nerves are not very developed, she is almost a decathlete and has an astonishing talent in piano.

It is undeniable that Xiao Yingrou is also an extremely outstanding girl, but she is always suppressed by her. As long as she participates in competitions with Xiao Huanhuan, Xiao Yingrou has never won the first place.

The night before the piano competition, Xiao Huanhuan was very happy and excited. She liked to participate in the competition and get first place, because only then would she get more attention from her father.

Dad would hug her, kiss her, and praise her. That was when she was happiest.

The next morning, she got up early, washed up, and waited for breakfast before rushing to the competition site.

When she went downstairs to have breakfast, she found that the atmosphere in the living room was unusual. Her father Xiao Ran's face was gloomy and unhappy, and Xiao Yingrou was crying and leaning in Xiao Ran's arms.

She walked downstairs and asked obediently: "Dad, what's wrong? What happened?"

"Huanhuan, why did you cut off your sister's skirt?" Xiao Ran said with a straight face, holding in his hand the little dress he bought for Xiao Yingrou yesterday for the competition.

"I didn't!" She had never done it, so of course she immediately retorted.

"You dare to quibble!" Xiao Ran slapped the case and stood up, with an angry look on his face, "Could it be that Wang Ma will still wrongly accuse you?"

Xiao Huanhuan looked at Xiao Ran and then at Wang Ma, who was standing aside with her head bowed. She couldn't understand anything.

What does it have to do with Wang Ma?

Xiao Ran grabbed her wrist and dragged her to Mother Wang, "Mother Wang saw you when you took the scissors yesterday, how could Mother Wang still wrong a child like you!"


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