"I remember you. You and Xie Wanying were often together, right? Are you my husband's medical school student?" Jiang Ying asked her.
It was as if the person the dean's wife remembered was her junior sister. He Xiangyu grinned and said proudly: "Yingying is my junior sister."
"You are in class eight. Have you graduated?"
"Graduated." He Xiangyu became anxious. She didn't know how to answer the dean's wife's question next, and was afraid of admitting that she was a "traitor."
"Have you found a job?" Jiang Ying asked with concern. She is also a university teacher and she is very aware of the seriousness of the involution among college students after graduation.
Thinking about the nature of their music conservatories, it cannot be said that students cannot find a job at all, but it is definitely very difficult to stay in a good institution. In the future, college diplomas will become less and less rare.
"I went to Guozhi." He Xiangyu mustered up the courage to answer.
"Not bad, not bad." Jiang Ying may not be able to hear the "traitor" in her words like her husband and the members of the National Association, so she praised her. Then she introduced to the people next to her: "She is the one your brother-in-law likes."
That girl’s senior sister. If you have any questions, you can ask her first.”
Hey, hey, who is this person? He Xiangyu's eyes opened.
The lady standing next to Jiang Ying was neatly dressed in a top-down suit and skirt, a white shirt and a black skirt, her hair was neatly combed, she was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, and she wore a pair of
He has gold-rimmed glasses, an oval face with delicate features, and a quiet temperament. His personality seems to be that of a person who doesn't like to talk at all. He only shakes his head and nods to express yes or no.
In contrast, the six-year-old boy next to this lady may be more eloquent and took the initiative to say to Jiang Ying, the dean's wife: "Grandma Jiang, who do you think she is? Who is my third uncle's?"
Looking at the boy's facial features, he clearly resembles someone else's style. He is handsome and handsome. His small body is a natural clothes hanger. The little suit he wears makes him look like a starlet. His fashionable bangs are far more beautiful.
My mother is more fashionable.
Listening to the above conversation, He Xiangyu seemed to be able to guess on behalf of junior sister Xie Wanying that this was the Cao family.
Yes, these are the wife and sons of Cao Dong, the eldest son of the Cao family, Leng Ruzhen and Cao Zhile. Few people know about it. The main reason is that Cao Dong rarely attends events with his wife and son.
"Isn't your husband coming?" Jiang Ying continued the unfinished conversation with Leng Ruzhen just now.
"My dad won't come." Cao Zhile answered the question for his mother again, "He is not interested in music."
"How do you know he's not interested? If he's not interested, he'll ask you to learn the piano? Will he make you learn the piano so well?" Jiang Ying smiled and told the children to reason, not to speculate on adults' thoughts.
He Xiangyu was surprised and realized that this six-year-old child had practiced piano to level 10 and was considered a musical genius. The mother and son were here tonight because the child was invited and the mother came with him.
Cao Zhile didn't take his aunt's words seriously and said, "My dad said that playing a tenth-level piano is nothing special. When he was a kid, he could play the drums, my second uncle could play the flute, my third uncle could play the guitar, and my grandfather could play the guzheng."
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Therefore, this kid from the Cao family is just playing music. Medical scientists from the Cao family believe that learning music is good for children’s brain development.
"Come on, come on, I know everything." Jiang Ying touched the child's head so that the Cao family would not have to go to Versailles again.