The real lady of rebirth

Chapter 34

Xu Wen stood in front of the piano room in shock. At first, when Mo Qinghuan wanted to ask Mr. Shen for help, he thought it was some kind of "tricky" favor. He was so scared that he almost thought he was about to lose his golden job, but it turned out that Miss Mo just wanted to ask Mr. Shen for help. Use it in the piano room.

For Ye Yun's sake, Shen Yu generously did not refuse.

When Xu Wen faced Mo Qinghuan and broke Mr. Shen's routine, he didn't want to be surprised anymore. He didn't want his boss to think about changing his assistant for the second time.

Fingers slowly caressed the piano keys, but the little fingers were stiff and straight. Mo Qinghuan's eyes flashed with hatred, she suddenly withdrew her hand, turned and smiled at Xu Wen: "Thank you Mr. Shen for me, I may practice here For a long time, can you help me tell my brother that they don't want to bother me?"

She didn't want to be disturbed, and she didn't want to be watched, Xu Wen nodded understandingly, and closed the door for her thoughtfully when he left.

Gently sitting down on the piano bench, Mo Qinghuan put her hands on the piano keys, but did not move for a long time. She looked at the little fingers of her right hand that were still habitually stiff, and suddenly pressed heavily on the keys with a "buzz--".

"Why, I still can't move... Heh..." Mo Qinghuan lowered her head with a pale face, and her eyes were suppressing the pain. Her little finger was broken by life, and even if it was connected later, it became something she couldn't overcome Psychological fear, as long as the finger touches the piano, it will become stiff unconsciously. The piano she is proud of has never been with her since then.

These - all thanks to Mo Ziting!
If she can't play the piano, then don't even think about her, Mo Qinghuan!

Closing her eyes and raising her head, Mo Qinghuan put her hand on it again, this time without any hesitation, no matter how long it took, she still remembered the score by heart, as if breathing had become a part of her body.

The cheerful melody poured out from her fingertips, but Mo Qinghuan's expression was very painful.

"Wrong, wrong, still wrong, slow here, wrong, wrong, wrong!"

"Trash! Why can't you play a note correctly!"

"bump!"

Throwing on the piano cover suddenly, Mo Qinghuan looked at her little finger angrily, her eyes were cold and emotionless, "How long will you have to be ridiculed before you are satisfied? Mo Qinghuan, you are really useless!"

The phone rang suddenly, Mo Qinghuan took it out impatiently, saw Chu Min's name and hung up without thinking, then he called again, but she still hung up, anyway, he wouldn't call a third time, the result was bad As she expected, Chu Min was hung up on the phone twice in a row, and felt that it would be embarrassing to call again, so he didn't call a third time.

After being interrupted by Chu Min, the anger in Mo Qinghuan's heart gradually subsided. She was too impatient. How could she overcome and correct the psychological trauma that had lasted so long in her previous life? When I come down, I am afraid that when I am free, I will think of all the things in my previous life, and then lose my mind and do something irreversible.

She needs to be calm, she will lose herself if she is eager for quick success. Isn't the last fate in her previous life the best example?Mo Qinghuan pressed her chest, and her breathing gradually became steady. After taking a deep breath, she lifted the piano cover again.

"My hand has never been injured, there is nothing wrong with it, it has played countless beautiful tunes, it is excellent..." Mo Qinghuan started to play while talking.

Just at the beginning, she played a wrong note, "Don't stop, finish it." She said to herself.

After finishing the piece, she counted and played more than 20 mistakes in total. The piece is not long, and it only lasted more than three minutes, but she played so many mistakes, which is a complete failure. She wants to return to her previous level. She still needs to work hard for a long time.

"However, I can finally finish playing a piece of music." Mo Qing caressed the stiff finger, feeling a little joy in his heart.

(End of this chapter)