After dressing up as a wealthy and pitiful little man, I hold the Shuangwen script in my hand

Chapter 157 Are you familiar with it?
An Ziyu asked impatiently, "Are you sick?"

An Su, "..."

"Go away if you're not sick, do you know me well?"

An Zihong left after speaking, not even bothering to take another look.

After An Ziyu left, An Su thought for a while, and suddenly came up with a good idea.

He went directly to Pei Sheng's room.

At this moment, Pei Sheng was on the phone, asking the people above to fire An Ziyu.

As a result, no one above agreed.

Right now, the fire was raging, someone came and Pei Sheng had a very ugly face.

An Su smiled, "Hello, Teacher Pei, I'm the father of An Ziyu and An Qier. I'm here this time to help An Ziyu withdraw from the competition."

……

the next day.

An Ziyu and Wen Zeyu arrived at the piano classroom.

I saw Pei Sheng standing at the door.

"An Ziyu, what are you doing?"

An Ziyu, "???"

Pei Sheng looked at her, "Your father has already applied to withdraw from the competition, and Wen Zeyu, you too, apply to withdraw from the competition together."

An Zizhen smiled, "My father? Are you talking about An Su?"

Pei Sheng nodded, "Yes, your father is more self-aware than you, you don't even understand staff? What kind of competition are you here for?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a roar of laughter all around.

Many contestants looked at An Ziyu with sarcasm and disdain, "No way? You don't even understand staff? Then what are you doing here?"

"Before class, An Ziyu was very unprincipled and slept all the time. Now it seems that he doesn't know anything, and he doesn't understand at all."

"Ms. Pei said that poor people are not qualified to learn piano. I think it is true. Look!! What does it look like?"

Wen Zeyu clenched his fists and stood amidst the ridicule of the crowd, his shoulders trembling slightly.

After being silent for a while, he suddenly walked towards Pei Sheng.

But he was stopped by An Ziyu on the way.

Wen Zeyu looked at An Ziyu in a daze and at a loss, "An, what should I do?"

……

At this time, there was a crisp voice from the door of the classroom.

"Grandma, why are you here? Are you here to see me?"

Angel just came over at this moment.

In the end, he saw Mrs. An's car.

She immediately went over to say hello.

If so, Mrs. An will come over today to help her keep the place down.

Then her status will rise to a higher level.

As long as she has a high status among the judges, she will definitely win the piano competition this time.

A lot of people were discussing there.

He looked at Angel enviously.

"I heard that when the old lady was young, she was a soprano."

"That's right, that was five or sixty years ago. She hasn't come out since she got married and had children. I miss her so much now! I really envy Angel."

"This is the real Miss Qianjin!! With Mrs. An here, let's see how that An Ziyu is still jumping around."

result.

Mrs. An passed in front of Angel expressionlessly.

He didn't even look at her with extra eyes, as if he didn't see it.

Angel was not reconciled, so she walked over and took Old Madam An's hand, showing that she had a good relationship with the old lady.

"Grandma, I'm here."

Impatient, Yang Pei reached out and pushed Angel's hand away.

"We have something to do today."

Mrs. An finally spoke, "Tell her what to say, go in quickly, and don't let Ziyu be bullied."

A group of people hurried in, leaving Angel standing there blankly.

His face was pale, and his hands were clenched little by little.

People around did not dare to stay any longer.

Hurry up and leave as quickly as possible.

(End of this chapter)