Cool and handsome girls' vests

Chapter 150 Miss Mo, Master Wants to See You

The general content is that just two days ago, everyone took the second-level exam, and everyone has made significant progress. 23 has already squeezed into the top thirteen from the bottom of the class, a full improvement of ten places, and the winter vacation is coming soon, they only have one week vacation, and asked her if she would go back to see them.

Mo Xi browsed briefly, and put away the phone without replying.

Sitting beside her, Quan Hao kept looking at her, saw her put away her phone, and asked, "When did you write that song?"

Although he doesn't understand music, everyone has their own feelings about a piece of work. He can feel how desperate the mood of that piece is, especially the climax in the middle, which is so depressing and suffocating.

Hearing this, Mo Xi paused slightly, and glanced at him sideways: "No, I didn't write it. My mother played it impromptu. I have a good memory, so I wrote it down."

Quan Hao still looked at her and didn't speak.

Even if she didn't write it, but she can express that emotion so thoroughly, empathy may not be possible, it can only be experienced personally.

Seeing that he didn't speak any more, Mo Xi didn't speak any more, and turned her eyes to the stage again.

Halfway through the match, the person sitting in front of them suddenly stood up, turned to look at her, bowed slightly, and said very respectfully, "Miss Mo, the master wants to see you."

Mo Xi lazily raised her eyelids and glanced at him.

It is Yu Qian.

She thought about it, turned her head to look at Quan Hao, and said, "I'll go out for a while."

After speaking, he put on his baseball cap and got up and went out.

Yu Qian followed behind her slowly.

Quan Hao looked at the backs of the two, his brows were tightly frowned, and his hand holding the phone couldn't help but tighten.

After a while, he clicked on WeChat and sent a message to Quan Dian.

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Mo Xi and Yu Qian soon came to a lounge.

In the lobby of the lounge, a gentle and elegant man in a white shirt was sitting on the sofa, holding a teacup in his hand, drinking tea slowly.

He was good-looking, and there was an indescribable elegance in his gestures.

Seeing Mo Xi coming, he put down his teacup, stood up, looked up at her and smiled.

That smile is like a breeze blowing on the face, making people feel very comfortable.

Mo Xi froze for a moment, she thought, standing like a orchid and jade tree, smiling like a bright moon in her arms, she was talking about him.

She walked to the side of the sofa and sat down, leaning back in the chair, her whole body was as if she had no bones, she was lazy, and her voice was tired: "What do you want from me?"

Yu Xuanang looked at her without speaking, but still had that spring-like smile on her face.

He beckoned gently, and Yu Qian immediately brought up a glass of milk.

He took it, put it in front of Mo Xi, and then sat down on the empty sofa beside her.

Mo Xi glanced at the glass of milk, raised her eyebrows slightly, and turned her head to look at him. He probably wouldn't talk until she drank it.

She picked it up and took a sip unhurriedly, then put the milk on the table, looked sideways at him and said, "Tell me."

"I just want to see you," Yu Xuanang said when he saw that she had drunk, his voice was like the sound of gurgling water, clear and clean.

Mo Xi paused for a moment, as if she didn't expect him to say that, and turned her head to look at him again.

Yu Xuanang didn't respond, and continued to smile and said: "It's been more than a month since you came back, and you don't know to come and see me, Xiaoyu usually calls me to say hello, you are good, even a There are no text messages, if I hadn't come here this time, you probably would have returned to China without even thinking about me."

"Ah," Mo Xi replied casually, "I forgot about it."

I don't know why, but Yu Xuanang's gentle and jade-like face can't help but explain.

Yu Xuanang didn't hold on to this question, he picked up his teacup and took another sip of tea before saying, "Xiao Yu should be cured, right?"

Mo Xi nodded, "After observing for a while, we can let him go to training."

"That's a good thing." Yu Xuanang put down the tea cup: "He has been clamoring in front of me to become stronger."

He paused, and then said: "Is there a suitable place for him to train? If not, you can send it to me."

Mo Xi responded blankly, and said one word: "Yes."

Hearing this, Yu Xuanang didn't say any more about it, and changed the subject again.

The two chatted for a while, Yu Xuanang looked at the time and stood up: "Let's go, it's time for you to play."

Mo Xi raised her brows lightly: "You want to see it too?"

She didn't remember him being interested in the piano.

"If it's you playing, then I'll definitely go and have a look." He lowered his eyes slightly, and when he said this, the smile on his face grew a little deeper.

He paused for a few seconds, not knowing what he was thinking, and added: "You will not forget that I am your first audience."

Hearing this, Mo Xi was slightly taken aback.

She has known Yu Xuanang since she was six years old.

It happened to be Chinese New Year at that time, and the whole family came to Yu's house together.

At that time, Yu Xuanang came to Yu's house to give gifts.

The two met for the first time in the piano room.

At that time, Mo Xi was being arranged by Yu Yixuan to practice in the piano room.

Yu Xuanang suddenly appeared.

According to what he said at the time, it was only because she played well that he was attracted by the sound of the piano, and then he sat aside and listened to her play until the end of the practice time that day.

He was indeed the first person besides Yu Yixuan to listen to her playing the piano.

Mo Xi didn't speak, but stood up slowly, and followed him out.

Just as she was leaving the door, she ran into Mo Hantian and Feng Qing who had just returned from the competition.

The two looked at her with their mouths slightly open, both of them were surprised.

Mo Hantian came to her senses very quickly, and now she knew that the background she just saw was Mo Xi.

She glanced at Yu Xuanang, first she was shocked, and then there was a flash of jealousy.

She couldn't figure out why Mo Xi was a country girl who had stayed in the small town of Nanfeng for eight years, why everyone she knew was so good-looking and had such temperament.

She was mad with jealousy in her heart, but she was still calm on the surface, and her tone was eccentric: "Sister, who is this? She looks so good-looking. I think she can be compared with the one who gave you the parent-teacher meeting before." .”

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Qing who was on the side snorted, and said disdainfully: "A child who doesn't learn well at a young age, spends all day fooling around with men, a child without a mother is really not that good."

Mo Xi, who was originally expressionless, narrowed her eyes slightly. She lazily leaned against the door, her eyebrows drooping slightly, and she couldn't see the emotion in her eyes.

She moved her right hand, took out a folding steel knife from her waist, opened it unhurriedly, and then waved it carelessly in her hand.

(End of this chapter)