The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 69 Can't be so coincidental
Mr. Su and Yuqing Yingting went back after lunch, and in the afternoon they sent someone to bring over some personal belongings.

Ying Tingze did not follow to visit Mr. Lin, but went to help Qingqian with the transfer of schools early in the morning. In the evening, Qingqian received a call just after dinner: "It's all confirmed here. Come to school for exams."

"Okay," Qingqian nodded, "Tomorrow I'll go directly from Grandpa Lin. Dad will wait for me at school."

After hanging up the phone, there was a knock on the clean door.

Opening the door, Mr. Lin was standing outside the door, wearing a pair of presbyopic glasses and holding a stack of music scores in his hand.

"Grandpa Lin." Qingqian helped the old man walk in.

"Qingqian, here are some sheet music. You can see which ones you can play. Let's finalize your entry today." Mr. Lin handed the sheet music in his hand to Qingqian: "This song "House of Flying Daggers" "How about it."

Mr. Lin really likes Qingqian, partly because of Yuqing Yingting, and partly because of Qingqian herself.

"I've played this one before, but I didn't grasp it very accurately in some places." Qingqian nodded: "Or just this one."

"Okay, I'll practice this one from tomorrow." Mr. Lin clicked on the score in his hand.

"Grandpa Lin, I'm going to school to take the exam tomorrow, and I may not be able to practice until the afternoon." Qingqian apologized slightly.

"It's okay, you're talented, and you came in time." Mr. Lin rubbed Qingqian's head.

"Grandpa Lin, are you singing Peking Opera this afternoon?" Qingqian was very interested in it. She had heard from her mother that Grandpa Lin was a dramatist. When she saw her this afternoon, she was really extraordinary. The two lines she sang "" "Pipa Xing" is simply weak compared to Grandpa Lin's.

"Yes." Mr. Lin nodded: "Qingqian is also interested?"

"Yeah," Qingqian nodded frantically, "I also know someone who can sing opera, but he's not as good as Grandpa Lin."

"Oh, is that person Qingqian's classmate?" Mr. Lin tugged at his sparse beard.

"That's right, that person's surname is also Lin." Qingqian said with a smile.

"It seems that we were one family 500 years ago." Mr. Lin laughed loudly: "Thanks to the Qingqian girl, I have gained some popularity here."

"Uncle Lin...don't go home all the year round?" Qingqian asked tentatively.

"Well, that brat has already settled in the UK." Speaking of his son, Mr. Lin, he became very angry: "They still want to pick me up, but our older generation pays attention to returning fallen leaves to their roots. There is a grandson who seems to be studying in Japan, and I have the opportunity to introduce the two of you to each other."

When I heard it lightly, my heart "thumped", it couldn't be such a coincidence, forget it, don't think too much about it.

"Qingqian is going back to China to study, so I want to see my old man more often." Old man Lin didn't notice Qingqian's strangeness: "Go to bed early, there is an exam tomorrow."

"Okay." Qingqian put aside her wild thoughts and sent Mr. Lin out of the room.

(End of this chapter)