The national school idol is a girl

There was a sudden gasp from the crowd!

Both Bo Jiu and the mocking Yi Sihuo followed the sound and looked over.

A woman walked in from the door. She seemed to be the beloved of God. She was perfect both in appearance and temperament. Very few people could wear this oriental red color with a noble effect. But when it comes to her, it seems that nothing is a problem. The fiery red color against her skin as white as snow only makes people feel an indescribable lazy beauty.

That's not all, because there is another person standing next to her. His pure black suit is straight, but it gives the person the aura of a warlord master. He has half-bent arms and slender legs forward. As she walks forward, her high nose bridge and thin lips are perfectly matched, sexy yet elegant.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Mr. Qin, the most beautiful young man in the city?

The woman hanging on his hand is Queen An, whom Yang Huan has been waiting for for a long time.

In fact, not many people know that Qin Mo and Queen An are in a mother-son relationship.

The main reason is that no one knows what background An Yinghou has besides acting.

Appearance this time.

Many people were shocked.

After all, judging from their age, these two people can never get together.

And the person who can allow Mr. Qin to accompany him and deliberately lower his own shine must be a relative of the Qin family.

Could it be that Queen An is one of Mr. Qin’s cousins?

The reason why I guessed wrong is because Queen An doesn't look like a person in her forties at all.

Everyone present, apart from Yang Huan, also known as classmate Bo Jiu, knew everything.

However, Bo Jiu was a little surprised that a master and a movie queen would come to this banquet.

After all, according to the personalities of these two people, they should not participate in such occasions.

Indeed.

An Ying's purpose for this later banquet was to make friends with his in-laws.

Who knew she would meet her son at the door.

Just drag the person in directly.

Queen An originally thought of showing her son to Mrs. He, but she didn't expect that as soon as she walked in and looked up, she saw the silver-haired boy sitting by the piano, smiling at her.

Jiu is here too!

At that moment, An Yinghou's eyes were a little bright.

This is the benefit of human beauty, even the eyes look deep and attractive.

Yang Huan also saw An Yinghou's gaze falling over there.

However, she thought Queen An was looking at Yi Sihuo, so she walked over with a smile: "Sister An came at the right time, Sihuo was about to play the piano."

Guo Rong followed Yang Huan, her mind wandering as she looked at the woman in front of her who was so beautiful that her age could not be guessed.

She didn't know how powerful this person named An was before.

In her eyes, the other person is just a star who is good at acting.

Later, she heard her son say that the other person's identity was of great help to her son, and she changed her mind about this woman named An.

It's a bit too wasteful to use such important time to step on He Honghua and his mother.

Anyway, a bumpkin will just be a bumpkin, and it's not worth taking them seriously.

So, Guo Rong quickly took over what Yang Huan said: "Ms. An, Sihuo told me that you two had a relationship once. The most important thing you said was that you, as a mother, should learn from your elegance. Today When I saw it, it turned out that I was still far behind.”

Faced with such a conversation, An Yinghou didn't say anything. Her self-cultivation would not allow her to expose a person, but similarly, she would smile half-heartedly and not say anything, just to make some people who wanted to get close know the difficulty. And retreat.

Unfortunately, from a certain point of view, whenever Guo Rong wanted to approach someone with a purpose, she would always ignore the other person's attitude that they did not want to talk to her, and continued with a smile: "I will let Sihuo prepare now, Ms. An Here you go, let’s play something nice.”

With that said, Guo Rong walked towards the piano.

Little did I know.

At this time, Qin Mo was making eye contact with someone.

The general idea is to let someone pass by him.

This time, Bo Jiu understood what the master meant. She supported her chin with her left hand and tapped the keys with her fingertips. That meant that she still had to play the piano.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yi Sihuo who was standing next to her. His eyes were dark, as if he was asking, who is this person? Don't tell me, it's the person you confessed to again.

Bo Jiu also understood this look.

Great God, don’t always mention black history.

Not to mention how could she confess like a trap.

This is an insult to her aesthetics.

He Honghua noticed her Jiujiu's gaze, but on this occasion, she wasn't sure whether to go up and say hello to Qin Mo, a junior.

Yes, in He Honghua's eyes, Qin Mo is just a junior who often goes to her house to look for Jiu.

But now it seems that Qin Mo is indeed much easier to contact when he is at her home.

Now that I'm in a public place, my aura has changed.

The nobility of not letting strangers in.

He Honghua wasn't the kind of person who wanted to tell the whole world if she had a good relationship, so she didn't move. She was still thinking about her Jiu's piano competition with others.

Bo Jiu thought the same thing. After being interrupted, he tidied up and was about to start.

However……

"Mrs. He, you see Ms. An is here too. Let's pause this meaningless piano exchange for now. Your Majesty, let's sit somewhere else." When Guo Rong smiled, it was very appropriate. After all, she wanted to be elegant.

He Honghua frowned. What do you mean? They said they were the ones who wanted her family to play the piano. Are they now driving her family away from the piano?

Bo Jiuyi smiled, not moving, and sitting in a handsome and lazy posture: "Whether it makes sense or not, Mr. Guo said it doesn't seem to matter. Let's compare it."

"Haha." Guo Rong chuckled, as if an elder was instructing the younger generation: "Young Master Fu, don't take it seriously at this time. I really want to compete. I'll let Sihuo take some time to teach you another day."

Bo Jiu still didn't move, but raised his eyes. The sight as dark as night gave people an extremely cold feeling.

Guo Rong was stunned by the young man's gaze.

Seeing this, Yang Huan hurriedly came over and said: "Mrs. He, we are having a private party next, and this piano needs to be used. I'm really sorry. Why don't you let me leave first..."

Yang Huan was the organizer, and the organizer had already said that if Bo Jiu sat there again, he would be a bit shameless.

But these people are too bullying.

They were obviously the ones who coaxed her into playing the piano.

Now... isn't this just kidding? !

He Honghua's hands were clenched, and her face turned red.

Yi Sihuo was already standing next to the piano. His superior attitude was obviously to make the young man give way.

However, what he didn't expect was.

The slender figure walked over and stood in front of him.

The man had one hand in his suit trouser pocket and the other on the piano cover. He was noble, handsome, and graceful.

There's no way people like him can compare.

Yi Sihuo considers himself to be very good-looking, but as long as this person is around, stars like them will have to step aside.

I remember he played a role before, a young master who was a warlord in the Republic of China.

After all, he is from the same hospital.

The micro forum will definitely become popular because of his photos.

But soon, someone sent a photo of Qin Mo.

"Stills are nothing, let me show you the real warlord master"

At that time, when Qin Mo just entered school, he was wearing a military uniform and was undergoing military training.

Standing upright, his face was not photographed, but the way he was carrying a mineral water bottle and wearing straight military boots on his feet caused the posts about him to sink in just an instant.

At that time, his only happiness was that Qin Mo was not involved in the entertainment industry.

Face to face with Qin Mo at this time, Yi Sihuo had no temper.

Because he knew very well that there were too many differences between him and the other party.

What confused Yi Sihuo even more was what An Yinghou said at this time.

"Nine, can you also play the piano?"

After hearing these words, not only Yi Sihuo's expression changed, but also Guo Rong looked towards Queen An!

Nine?

Queen An actually calls this country bumpkin, Jiu?

Do they know each other?

How can this be?

How could He Honghua, the son of that village girl, know such a noble person? !

But the situation in front of them forced them to believe it.

Because Queen An acted like a fan girl, with bright eyes: "Come and play a song. I've long wanted to see you sitting in front of the piano. It's exactly what I imagined. It fits perfectly." !”

Yang Huan and Queen An were considered friends, but even she, Sister An would not talk to her in such a tone.

What is the relationship between He Honghua's son and Sister An?

No, it should be said that what did he do to please Sister An so much?

Bo Jiu has been in contact with An Yinghou several times, and he also knows that the great god may have brought her into the role, but after all, he is still the son of someone who slept with someone.

Bo Jiu was still obedient at this time: "What does Goddess An want to hear?"

"City in the Sky." When Queen An said this, she seemed to have thought of something, and smiled: "Mo'er is also good at playing. It's just right for you two to play a song together. Aren't you going to compete? Let him support you. Support the scene.”

In fact, Queen An wanted to have the two children in the same frame, so that Mrs. He could watch them from the side and feel that they matched.

What's more, the situation just now was already obvious.

Someone is bullying Jiu.

No matter what the joke, how could a child who was unwilling to embarrass her be allowed to be bullied like this?

During this period, the expressions of Guo Rong and Yi Sihuo had changed back and forth several times. As An Yinghou finished her last words, both mother and son were stunned for a moment.

Yang Huan wanted to say something: "Sister An..."

"Huanhuan, no matter what time, you must know how to treat guests. You did a good job when you were a child, but you forgot when you grew up." An Yinghou raised her head and glanced at her.

With just one glance, Yang Huan's face lit up with passion, and everyone present would understand.

As the host of the banquet, what she just did was undoubtedly excessive.

It's because Yang Huan never thought that He Honghua's son would know her, Sister An, the heir to the First Financial Group!

On the other side, needless to say, Qin Mo was already sitting next to Bo Jiu and played the first audition.

Yi Sihuo's face instantly turned pale.

It's because he knows that he can't compare to Qin Mo.

However, if you take a step back and think about it, this is not without benefits for him.

Because based on his understanding of that bumpkin, he would definitely not be able to pick up Qin Mo's voice.

In this way, it is still the country bumpkin who makes a fool of himself.

Thinking of this, the corners of Yi Sihuo's lips raised again.

But just in one second.

The silver-haired boy pressed the keys, and his fingers moved on the piano as smoothly as water. His hair fell softly behind his ears, and every joint of his white neck and clear collarbone was flawless.

The young man in the white suit felt like he was being possessed every time he looked at him.

And the music played by the young man is even more ethereal and beautiful, and penetrates the heart and soul.

The scene of unrestrained thoughts did not appear.

Instead, after hearing the sound of the piano, everyone looked towards the center.

The picture in front of me is indeed too beautiful.

The two people sitting at the piano playing together seemed to have gathered all the lights.

The silver-haired boy turned his eyes sideways and smiled, and even the noble Qin Mo had a fresh breath.

Everyone present has also attended concerts of all sizes.

Never heard of such a scene.

The two people cooperated without any interruption, and the outlines were drawn in one go. Everyone couldn't help but close their eyes and enjoy it as it echoed in their ears.

There are even professionals teaching piano here.

Yi Sihuo's face became paler as more and more people gathered around him.

Because he was pointed out very simply: "Yi Sihuo's piano skills are not as good as this one."

At that moment, Yi Sihuo felt like he had been slapped in the face in public!

Before the show started, he had ridiculed Bo Jiu, but now he almost returned it all.

There is a saying that what he said was also fulfilled in him.

After the opponent finished playing, he had no choice but to play again.

Because Yi Sihuo was very aware of what was going on here. He didn't have the familiarity of the young man with the piano keys, and he wasn't sure that everyone would be obsessed with it when he played.

The cooperation between those two people is so tacit.

Their tacit understanding is such that not only can they not fault each other, but their two faces make them look like a pair of princes.

In fact, this is not the first time Bo Jiu has played with a great master.

It's just that it's too long ago.

The great god had long forgotten that she could play the piano. To a certain extent, it was he who taught her.

At that time, he didn't like playing with her.

She went to great lengths to attract the pet's attention.

One of them was playing with his piano.

As a result, the man directly held her hand and pressed it on the keys: "There is no girl who can't play the piano. From today on, study hard and don't go to play with those people from the United Kingdom next door. Did you hear that?" ?”

"I can't figure out which key is which."

"Stupid, this is..."

Yes, Bo Jiu has been playing the piano since he was a child. He was taught by a master step by step. How could he be worse than Yi Sihuo?

Another musical note fell. Qin Mo turned his eyes sideways and touched someone's finger at that moment.

He always felt inexplicably familiar.

Suddenly, something seemed to pop into his mind.

Who has he sat with like this?

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