Jun Xiaoqing was chatting with Hitomi Sumino, talking about the famous streets in France and the Renaissance in Florence. Xiaoqing is worthy of being Miss Sun of the Jun family, and was raised by her mother to be a knowledgeable person.
"Xiao Qing, please compose a piece of music for Chang Qian's painting." Xiao Qing's mother's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, so that the guests who were watching Jun Chang Qian's painting happened to hear it. Xiao Qing was stunned for a moment and quickly adjusted.
She smiled and said to the guests: "Mom, my piano skills have just passed the tenth level. I'm afraid it will disturb the interest of my uncle and aunt."
Only then did I take a serious look at Xiaoqing, and I saw that she really had the true legacy of her mother, and she could even speak so perfectly and without leaking anything.
Cen's mother smiled with her eyes slightly bent, and praised in surprise: "Ah, Miss Jun has passed Level 10 at such a young age, that's great."
The woman who had just been polishing her ink said: "My niece started learning the piano when she was eight years old. Although she has only passed the tenth level now, she has put in a lot of hard work."
She is actually Jun Xiaoqing's aunt. Ha, everyone in the Jun family is indeed more eloquent and good at talking than the other.
In the sound of Jun Xiaoqing's piano, Grandpa Jun seemed to be in a good mood when he saw Jun Changqian playing freely. I originally thought this birthday banquet was a Hongmen Banquet, but now it seems that it was related to Jun Changqian sending me to the hospital and being exposed.
It’s nothing relevant. It’s just perfect! As long as Jun Changqian doesn’t get pressured by Grandpa Jun because of me.
But when my eyes fell on Jun Changqian and Ji Min'en again, not only did my eyes hurt, but my heart also ached slightly. While everyone was paying attention to Jun Changqian and Jun Xiaoqing's performance, I sneaked out secretly.
living room.
Jun's house is very big, with gold decorations everywhere. I walked slowly, and there was sunlight outside the house, reflecting on the large cherry blossom trees. It was the color of dreams. It is undeniable that Jun's house is beautiful.
Walking under the cherry blossom trees along the road, the breeze blew gently, and the cherry blossoms fell with the wind, which reminded me of the word "falling flowers".
"Jun is silent!" Someone called me, and the voice was not unfamiliar. The few times he spoke to me and addressed me, he always used this tone, using my first name and surname.
I turned around and saw Sumino Hitomi standing under a cherry blossom tree. A few petals fell on his dark hair, adding a bit of softness to his originally cold face. His facial features had not yet grown, with a
A bit young, but the thin face makes the facial features more and more three-dimensional, the eyes are bigger than Jun Changqian's, and the lips are thinner than his. If I hadn't seen Jun Changqian when he was eighteen years old, I would definitely think that
, the boy in front of me is the most handsome one.
However, right now, I don't have the energy to tell who is more handsome, because I'm in such a bad mood.
I watched him approach, frowned slightly, and asked him what happened with my eyes.
He stood still in front of me. If his calculations were correct, he should have been less than eighteen this year and just passed his seventeenth year, but standing in front of me gave him a sense of oppression.
I frowned slightly. Jun Changqian was much taller than him, but standing in front of me, he didn't feel as strong a sense of oppression as he did.
Of course, when I was with him before, I didn't feel this kind of oppression, so he wasn't in a good mood, right?
There was also the sound of a piano coming from the room, as smooth and casual as flowing clouds and flowing water. Perhaps in order to match Jun Changqian's painting, the song Jun Xiaoqing chose turned out to be a famous pipa song "Pipa Yu", played on the piano, and it was unusual.
