Tang Jingqing pursed her lips.

When she was hypnotized by Cheng Yue in the past, she would fall into darkness or dreams. She knew what was going on, but she just couldn't break free.

Tang Jingqing particularly hates the feeling of being outside of her own control.

But in that dream, Tang Jingqing clearly broke free from Cheng Yue's hypnosis, and the feeling was too real.

Without giving Tang Jingqing a chance to think about it, Chen Zizhou asked the little girl: "Are you still having fun?"

As the fireworks rose into the sky and the crowd sighed and laughed, Tang Jingqing looked up at Chen Zizhou and called him: "Uncle..."

"Um?!"

His dark pupils are full of beauty and glory, bewitching and gentle.

Tang Jingqing remembered the words Tang Qiuwen said to her before she was about to go to the sanatorium.

She said...

——The most important thing in life is to learn to be responsible for your own life.

——Tang Jingqing, mom has raised you to adulthood, it’s time to rest! You too...it’s time to try your wings and take off.

Tang Jingqing's eyebrows and eyes were clear, and the clouds in his heart were faintly vaguely clear, and he looked a little cheerful, unlike the chicks who had just looked like directionless.

"Thank you." Tang Jingqing thanked sincerely.

The faint green light on the girl's right shoulder reflected her extremely white side face, inexplicably cute.

Chen Zizhou's lips curves are even larger, and his smile is particularly charming on this bustling night.

"In order to repay my uncle, I will improve Chen Rufeng's grades to second place in the grade..." Tang Jingqing said again.

Shen Zizhou: "..."

What does this have to do with Shen Rufeng?!

"Go back to Uncle! I'm hungry..." Tang Jingqing shook the marshmallow in her hand, looking in a good mood.

When he came out of the playground, Qin Guards were already driving outside to wait.

"Go to the Tangmen Food Mansion?" Chen Zizhou got into the car and asked.

"Everything is OK, I'm not picky about food." Tang Jingqing focused on studying his own marshmallows.

After dinner, after soliciting Tang Jingqing's advice, Chen Zizhou sent the person back to the door of the villa of King Jing's mansion.

Tang Jingqing got out of the car, bent down and said to Shen Zizhou in the car, "Good night uncle."

The little girl had the green grass on her shoulders, which made her skin so tender that she could pinch it out of water.

Chen Zizhou looked at the little girl nodded, and the corners of his lips curled up. He could feel that the little girl seemed to be in a good mood, and said, "Since you said that in order to repay your uncle, you will improve Chen Rufeng's grade to the second grade, so it's better to live in the Shen family... It's convenient!"

The little girl blinked.

"I don't feel at ease if you live here alone. This is also what your mother means! I promised your mother to take care of you..." Chen Zizhou softened his tone again and said, "No matter you are, you can do whatever you want. Chen Rufeng also has many companions. That child is actually quite lonely."

Tang Jingqing nodded, she knew that Tang Qiuwen wanted the Shen family to take care of her.

After watching the little girl enter the door, Chen Zizhou retracted his deep gaze and said to Qin Weishu: "Drive!"

Qin Weishu started the car, looked at Shen Zizhou who was sitting in the back row and lowered his eyes to see the glowing grass in his hand, and smiled softly: "Today, Mr. Husband was about leaving suddenly after practicing calligraphy. Is it related to Miss Tang?!"

Chen Zizhou put the grass in his pocket, raised his eyes and looked at Qin Weishu, smiling slightly, and asked slowly: "Is it too easy for you to tutor Chen Rufeng?!"

Qin Guard: "..."

·

The Li family had such a big scandal between Li Debao and his sister, so they were embarrassed to stay in Lizhou City. Now even the things written by Grandpa Tang Jingqing are gone, so the whole family can only go back in shame.

When Tang Xiangting heard the news that the Li family was back, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and could at least have a few days of silence.

Tang Jinghuan almost did his best to practice the piano, but he never reached the level in the video.

After playing a song, Tang Jinghua was already sweating profusely.

The Liang Yingshuang was so wrinkled that it was not stretched.

Tang Jinghuan is already quite talented in violin. The reason why Tang Jinghuan was chosen to learn violin when he was a child was because Tang Jinghuan was attracted by the violin teacher, saying that Tang Jinghuan had a very high talent in violin.

If Tang Jinghua's level today is placed among ordinary violin players, Liang Yingshuang will be very satisfied and very smooth...

But, Tang Jinghuan's piano sound...there is no longer the sound of the piano in the video that makes people stand upright.

When Liang Yingshuang first heard the sound of the violin in the video, she was also deeply shocked. Although it was just a back, Liang Yingshuang felt keenly that the person was very likely to be Tang Jingqing.

But Liang Yingshuang was unwilling to admit that why Tang Qiuwen's daughter is so outstanding and a math genius... would she be named a violin genius?!

For Liang Yingshuang, Tang Qiuwen was her defeated general.

How could she think that her daughter would lose to Tang Qiuwen's daughter?

As if he had made up some determination, Liang Yingshuang waved to Tang Jinghua...

Tang Jinghua put down his violin, wiped the sweat on his forehead with a towel, and walked towards Liang Yingshuang.

Liang Yingshuang pulled Tang Jinghuan to sit down with a smile on the corner of her lips: "Mom knows that you have worked hard these days, and you also know that you have done your best, but there is still a difference between your piano sound and the piano sound in the video. The injury on your hand can no longer be delayed. Mr. Wen came to you almost every day in the past few days, hoping to hear your piano sound..."

Tang Jinghuan's heartbeat was extremely fast, and the sweat from the sideburns spread along the outline of the jaw to the neck.

She held the towel in her hand tightly and looked up at Liang Yingshuang: "I'll practice again..."

This song is too hard to do. Every time Tang Jinghua finished playing it, she was sweating profusely.

"Jing Huan, mom knows where your abilities are!"

Hearing this, Tang Jinghuan's eyes turned red: "Mom, I can still work hard!"

"Jing Huan... If Mr. Wen heard the sound of your piano, do you think he would accept you as his disciple?" Liang Yingshuang asked.

Tang Jinghuan pursed her lips and said nothing, and tears would fall as if they touched her.

Liang Yingshuang lowered her eyes and touched Tang Jinghuan's slender fingers: "But if your hand is injured, it's understandable..."

"But Mom! I tried it last time... Mr. Wen knew many domestic experts. If I pretended that my hands were not good, Mr. Wen would find out!" Tang Jinghuan's voice was slightly updated.

"Do you know who is playing the violin in the video?!" Liang Yingshuang asked.

Tang Jinghua lowered his eyes: "I don't know..."

After watching the video so many times, does Tang Jinghua really not know?!

She also had a guess in her mind.

"Do you want to lose to Tang Jingqing?!" Liang Yingshuang asked.

"But... I can't really hurt my hand, mom?! Last time... I thought I could never play the violin again, I..."

"Jing Huan, you should know that Mr. Wen has an absolute voice..."
Chapter completed!