The Growth of the Music Goddess

Chapter 932

The door is open.

When Wen Shuwan walked in, she saw Quan Rin holding a pen, shaking her head, not knowing what she was doing.

When she got closer, she found that he was drawing musical notes on the paper!
Looking at this scene, Wen Shuwan's eyes flickered slightly.

Quan Rin inadvertently glanced sideways, only to find Wen Shuwan standing behind him.

He was so startled that he almost didn't bounce.

Quan Rin lowered his voice, with a slightly accusing tone: "Mom, you want to scare me to death!"

Wen Shuwan blinked, her beautiful eyes stared at him without speaking.

Quan Rin: "..."

In the end, it was Wen Shuwan who broke the excessive silence.

She pointed to the paper on the table full of musical notes and asked, "Son, are you writing a song?"

Being discovered, Quan Rin couldn't hide it anymore, so he simply admitted: "Yeah."

Wen Shuwan's eyes sparkled: "Really!"

The little genius of her family finally decided to come out of the mountain!
Quan Lin rubbed his nose awkwardly, and said "hmm" again.

He wants to continue his sister's wishes.

Every song is original.

The program "Sing, Boy" has a total of eight episodes, but the actual live recording is only three days, and the later stages are edited and played.

His goal is not the championship, he just wants to open up his market.

The wind blows gently.

Curtains flutter toward the house.

Wen Shuwan was immersed in the joy of her son actually starting to write songs, and even led her to talk to Quan Jing with a much lighter tone: "Quanquan, did you hear that? My brother has started writing songs."

Not knowing if he was responding to her words, Quan Jing raised his right index finger.

Wen Shuwan was so emotional that she didn't notice this scene.

It was Quan Rin who glanced over inadvertently. When he saw his sister's hand movement, he widened his eyes at first, and the next second he was ecstatic: "Mom, it's moving, my sister moved, her hand is moving!"

Incoherent words rang in my ears.

Wen Shuwan tilted her head and followed his line of sight, but found nothing.

However, the child kept yelling "moving".

Wen Shuwan sighed softly, stood up, and patted Quan Lin's shoulder to comfort her: "My son is good, your sister is still asleep, don't disturb her, huh?"

Quan Lin grabbed Wen Shuwan's hand: "Mom, I really saw it just now, my sister moved her hand twice!"

Wen Shuwan patted his head and coaxed him softly: "Good boy, mom knows, mom knows."

Seeing that Wen Shuwan didn't believe what he said, Quan Rin let go of her hand a little childishly, and rushed to the edge of the bed, with an aggrieved look: "Sister, you can hear what I say, can't you?"

Wen Shuwan, who was standing on the side, felt very uncomfortable when she heard the wronged words.

The siblings have had a good relationship since they were young, and since Quan Rin slept soundly, Quan Rin had to look at his sister every day to sleep peacefully.

She can see all of this.

She also felt distressed, but there was nothing she could do.

Who can resist fate?

Quan Lin talked a lot around Quan Jing, but there was no movement at all.

Wen Shuwan couldn't stand it anymore, stepped forward, and said softly: "Son, don't be like this. If your sister knew, how sad would she be?"

Quan Rin lowered his head, his shoulders trembling.

He responded muffled, his voice slightly choked.

After a long time, Quan Rin adjusted his mood, and said a few more words in a hoarse voice: "Sister, let me tell you secretly that I am very good at playing basketball now. When you wake up, I will call you."

Wen Shuwan couldn't help turning her back, her eyes were red.

After the mother and son left, Quan Jing, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly had a line of tears fall from the corner of his eyes...

(End of this chapter)