Reborn as a beautiful girl, I want to be the best in the world

She walked straight to the refrigerator, opened the door, checked the ingredients inside, took out a few eggs and sausages, and walked towards the kitchen.

After living on my own for so many years, I still have some skills in making breakfast.

After a few minutes, Ye Qing came out with two plates of fried eggs and grilled sausages, and placed one plate directly in front of Qin Fangyue.

"Thank you, Captain Ye!"

"Alright, alright, let's have breakfast first. Why did you get up so early today? Normally, we don't have so many opportunities to have a good rest like this."

Ye Qing waved her hands. She was obviously much more energetic today, and could even be described as radiant.

Although I was busy all night yesterday, it seems that I rested better than a normal rest.

"I'm still looking at traps and stuff. Time is running out..."

Qin Fangyue nodded, poked the runny egg with the chopsticks in her hand, and successfully picked up a piece of the egg and put it into her mouth.

"What about the rest?"

"Sister Manying went out for morning exercises as usual. Xiaoxin is still sleeping in. Xiaoyan seems to be playing the piano in the lounge. But he should remember to close the door today. He didn't close the door yesterday and got scolded by Sister Xiaoan."

Play the piano?

Ye Qing was stunned for a moment. She didn't know Xiaoyan had this skill.

Chapter 82 Xiaoyan's Past

Ye Qing also thought carefully about what kind of piano Qin Fangyue was referring to.

After all, there are quite a few musical instruments provided in the lounge, and many staff members will form a triangle cat band to play in it in their spare time.

"It's the piano, Captain Ye. Xiaoyan can actually play the piano."

Qin Fangyue noticed Ye Qing's somewhat puzzled look, so she quickly took the initiative to explain.

She originally thought that Ye Qing should know about this matter, but now she thinks she took it for granted.

As the team leader, Ye Qing does care about everyone, but he doesn't interfere with their private lives, so it's normal that Ye Qing doesn't know that Xiaoyan can play the piano.

But at this moment Ye Qing was a little interested. It was a rare opportunity for her to relax, and knowing that her teammates were good at this, she also wanted to see how Xiaoyan played.

It has nothing to do with the level of performance, but the music played can often reflect the emotions of the performer.

This is why music is also called a language without borders. When people are unable to communicate, music can connect people from different countries and languages.

"I'll go take a look, you eat first."

Ye Qing nodded to Qin Fangyue, quickly finished the breakfast on the plate, and walked quickly towards the lounge.

Since today happened to be a rest day, many club employees took the opportunity to go home, and there were few people in the entire club base.

If it were a normal day, Ye Qing would probably have seen Ye Xun holding a pile of documents, running back and forth between Hu Li and Jian Hongye's offices, responsible for communicating between the two sides.

It can be said that Ye Xun, who is responsible for "working" in the two departments of publicity and operation, is the busiest person in the entire club after Ye Qing.

Especially in recent circumstances, Ye Xun has been busy almost non-stop, and only has the opportunity to rest on the next day's rest day.

However, today Ye Xun is no longer seen running around, and naturally no other staff members are seen either.

Walking quietly to the lounge, Ye Qing had already tried to move as lightly as possible, and became even more careful when he reached the door.

Through the window on the door of the lounge, Ye Qing noticed the young man sitting in front of the piano, his ten fingers moving quickly on the keys.

Noticing Xiaoyan's expression at the moment, Ye Qing was not in a hurry to open the door even though he could not hear the sound of the piano.

Looking at the young man with a solemn yet somewhat anxious expression, he seemed to want to find the answer with his ten fingers on the piano keys.

But unfortunately, the more frantically he jumped on the keys, the more anxious Xiaoyan's face became, and he couldn't find the answer he wanted.

As a silent listener, Ye Qing stood in the corridor separated by the door, as if he could hear the turbulent waves caused by the piano music.

Just by watching the other person's movements, I can feel the instability and restlessness in his emotions.

This time, the crazy performance did not last long. Xiaoyan seemed to have encountered a bottleneck, and his hands, which were jumping on the keyboard, stopped.

He looked at the piano in front of him with a complicated expression, as if there were indescribable emotions in his eyes that he didn't know how to express.

Until Xiaoyan turned around and noticed Ye Qing standing outside the door.

He couldn't help looking outside the door with some surprise, and the trembling of his lips allowed Ye Qing to tell what he was saying.

"..."

Sister Ye Qing?

Xiaoyan quickly got up and rushed to the door of the lounge, opened the locked door, and apologized repeatedly.

"I'm sorry, Sister Ye Qing, I didn't expect someone would be here so early in the morning."

"It's okay, I just stopped by. Xiaoyan, can you play the piano?"

Ye Qing also waved her hand. She didn't come here to blame anyone, but when she saw Xiaoyan's "crazy" look, she couldn't help but become interested for a moment.

She really wanted to know what kind of mood Xiaoyan was in when he played like that just now.

The reason why he used the word "crazy" was not because Ye Qing had any opinion about Xiaoyan, but simply because he couldn't find a suitable term to describe such an attitude.

It can be said to be intoxicated but it is also a bit too unrestrained; it can be said to be crazy but there is a hint of restraint. This is a rather strange state for the performer.

Ye Qing naturally had never practiced playing a musical instrument, and she had never had the conditions to practice in the past, but precisely because of this, Ye Qing was quite interested in understanding musical instruments and music.

"Ah, I guess so. Sister Ye Qing, you are busy, so I will leave first..."

Hearing Ye Qing's question, Xiaoyan suddenly hesitated, obviously a little confused about the fact that he knew how to play the piano.

There was no concealment on his expression at all, so it naturally caught the attention of Ye Qing who was standing next to him.

It's obvious that he has some emotional knot, and looking at the way he played the piano just now, Xiaoyan seems to have an exaggerated obsession with these things. If he is not counselled, it will be bad if he brings his emotions into the competition.

At this moment, Ye Qing was somewhat glad that he met Xiaoyan at this time.

"Hey, it's okay, don't worry."

She patted Xiaoyan's shoulder, motioning him to sit aside for a while, while she went out and bought two bottles of ice milk from the vending machine.

Since we are going to talk about something, the atmosphere naturally cannot be too tense. Let's have something to drink first to calm down.

Sitting on the sofa in the lounge, Xiaoyan was obviously a little uneasy and didn't know what to do.

He had indeed let off some steam by playing the piano just now, but this was the first time he had touched the piano since he ran away from home.

The thing that he hated the most and didn't want to see again, had now become the only thing he could confide in.

During this period of time, the emotions that had been pent up in Xiaoyan's heart were indeed a bit too much for him to bear, so he sat back in front of the piano and talked to the keys.

Do you want to tell Sister Ye Qing?

Xiaoyan was also a little hesitant. He didn't know whether Ye Qing was willing to listen to him, and he didn't know whether telling Ye Qing about these things would make Ye Qing unhappy.

At least for Xiaoyan, he still respects Ye Qing very much. In his eyes, Ye Qing is not only a powerful captain, but also a reliable senior and a caring sister.

While Xiaoyan was still daydreaming, Ye Qing came back with ice milk and placed the bottle against his cheek.

"Oh! So cold, thank you Sister Ye Qing..."

Xiao Yan took the ice milk from Ye Qing and thanked him softly. After opening the bottle cap, he took a sip.

As Xiaoyan drank the icy milk, his hot head finally calmed down.

"Tell me about it. It must be uncomfortable to have something on your mind, right? There's no need to keep it in all the time."

Ye Qing patted Xiaoyan on the shoulder and let Xiaoyan speak out clearly now.

Anyway, she happened to have some time, so she might as well give some psychological counseling to her teammates.

Xiaoyan held the glass of ice milk in both hands, feeling a bit complicated at the moment. He even bit his lower lip uneasily, and finally made up his mind.

He sighed and put the ice milk in his hand aside for the time being.

"Sister Ye Qing, maybe Sister Xiao An didn't tell you that I actually ran away from home secretly."

This is just an ordinary story of a teenager addicted to the internet, which is not uncommon throughout the hot summer.

Xiaoyan was originally born into a wealthy family. With his well-off family background and his parents being intellectuals, naturally there were high expectations for him.

The heavy study load and various extracurricular projects seem to be trying to train Xiaoyan into an all-rounder.

Not to mention all kinds of extra classes, they don't even consider whether Xiaoyan can digest the knowledge. They simply fill up the whole day, as if they are worried that Xiaoyan will have a day to rest.

It was okay when he was younger, at least Xiaoyan didn’t think too much about it.

But as he grew older and had more and more thoughts in his mind, Xiaoyan couldn't help but start to doubt why his parents arranged these things for him.

Especially when it comes to piano, Xiaoyan's mother seems to have some obsession and is determined to make him reach a very high level.

"Sister Ye Qing, to be honest, I know my parents' ultimate goal is indeed for my own good, but ask yourself, have they ever asked for my opinion?"

Xiaoyan patted his chest and spoke these words with gritted teeth, as if he wished he could chew his teeth into pieces.

In fact, this is not just a problem for Xiaoyan's family. Countless families in the whole Yanxia have this so-called "problem" of wanting their sons to become successful and their daughters to become outstanding.

It's as if there's a door between parents and children that can never be opened. No matter how hard the parents try, the children are also trying hard, as if both sides are competing with each other.

But to Ye Qing, these words actually sounded a bit like "showing off", especially for someone like Ye Qing who had lost a loved one, it was particularly harsh.

He also knew that Xiaoyan's words were not directed at anyone and they came from the bottom of his heart.

All I can say is, as the old saying goes, every family has its own problems.

"It was later, when a Chinese team won the championship in that classic MOBA event, that I gradually started to get in touch with the game."

Xiaoyan naturally doesn't have much free time every day, and can only use the time every night to give himself a break in the world of games.

If it was just an ordinary game, it would not impress Xiaoyan. After all, in this era, there are countless games on the market, and many of them are fun.

But it was the charm displayed by such e-sports projects that completely impressed Xiaoyan.

Looking at the five young people cheering and jumping for joy on a stage in a foreign land on the video screen, Xiaoyan's eyes lit up for the first time.

It was also at that time that Xiaoyan realized what it meant for his country's team to win the world championship.

From then on, he became addicted to the game.

"But if you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet. Playing games late at night every day, my parents naturally found something wrong."

Chapter 83 Xiaoyan's Problem

If you often stay up late, the problems that will occur the next day are self-evident. You can tell by just looking listless.

Xiaoyan's parents are also smart people. How could they not see what's wrong with their son?

You don't even need to do anything extra. You just need to wait outside the door in the middle of the night. When the time comes, Xiaoyan will be caught off guard and will naturally be exposed.

On a certain night of fierce fighting, when there was a knock on the door, Xiaoyan was so scared that he kicked over the computer case.

What greeted him next was not beating or scolding, nor excessive interference, but simply treatment like cold violence.

For nearly a month, Xiaoyan's parents didn't say a single word to him.

This kind of treatment made Ye Qing feel a little creepy. What kind of parents could treat their children like this?

Beating and scolding may at most provoke some resistance, but complete cold violence really makes it difficult for people to start.

Ye Qing had no idea what kind of mental changes Xiaoyan had gone through during this period, but judging from the complicated expression on his face, it was definitely not a simple experience.

"Sister Ye Qing, in short... a month later, I admitted my mistake. Although the computer was gone, I started trying to get in touch with the virtual cabin."

Xiaoyan smiled bitterly and sighed. He didn't want to talk about that period of time anymore. Even now, he felt a little scared when he thought about it. He didn't know how to face it.

At that time, in the place called home, all Xiaoyan had left were countless rules.

During that terrible time, he even sat in front of the piano he hated the most, because only when the music was played could the anxiety in his heart be relieved a little.

This is also the reason why Xiaoyan chooses to vent his emotions by playing the piano when he has pent-up emotions in his heart.

Without a computer, Xiaoyan does not lack ways to entertain himself, but he is too disdainful to play those simple games.

Although his family was well-off, his parents' desire for control was so strong that they had to report every detail of where the money for food was spent.

If he made even the slightest mistake, not only would Xiaoyan's meal money be deducted, but in the worst case scenario, he would be subjected to cold violence.

But as things like this happen over the years, Xiaoyan seems to have gradually gotten used to it.

He stopped fighting against his parents and just appeared to be a good kid.