The national school idol is a girl

Blurred memories, as if separated by water mist.

He was probably less than five years old. He was sitting next to the piano, and there was another person sitting in his arms. He seemed to be a little younger than him. His little head was moving back and forth, and he was very disobedient. He held his finger and Each one recognized the sounds on the keys.

"Momo, playing the piano is so boring. Let's go find William. His dog is fun to chase."

"Go after studying."

"It's too late to finish studying, and I still have to climb the wall to go back."

"There will be curry rice after school. It's up to you whether you want to go play with William or stay with me and eat curry rice."

He heard himself rather coldly letting the man make a choice.

The man's little head dropped for a second, then he raised it again: "I want to eat curry rice, but it's not fun to play the piano all the time."

"Then let's take a break and I'll play Super Mario with you. But at this time tomorrow, you can't go to William's house. You have to come over to learn the piano. There is no girl who can't play the piano. From today on, study hard and don't go there again. Play with those United Kingdom guys next door, you hear me?"

Finally, his voice was too sudden, and the stinging pain in his head made Qin Mo stop his movements. Although there was no other reaction, the pale and handsome side face also made Bo Jiu realize his dissatisfaction. Comfortable.

With a beautiful tone, Bo Jiu turned his eyes sideways and whispered: "Brother Mo?"

The sting is only momentary.

Qin Mo pressed his slender fingers between his eyebrows: "It's nothing."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and straightened his figure. For some reason, he looked at the boy's hairy head and wanted to rub it.

And Qin Mo did the same: "You play well."

The sudden approach made Bo Jiu pause for a moment. The temperature on her head was so obvious, just like the actions he often made to her when she was a child. When her breath came over, she felt only warmth.

Bo Jiu raised his head, looked into the deep eyes of the great god, then smiled and put his fist on his shoulder: "Both each other."

This scene is really eye-catching.

The atmosphere between the two people is also very good.

It's like a scene that only appears in comics.

Almost everyone present was applauding for their performance just now.

Among them was a man from the United Kingdom, holding a wine glass in his hand. When he set his eyes on Bo Jiu, his eyes gave out an unspeakable look.

He even turned around excitedly and asked the assistant next to him: "Let's find out who this Yanguo boy is? It fits so well! Oh my god! I feel like I've met the muse in the script."

"Yes, sir, I'll go find out immediately."

In fact, their impromptu intention to attend this party was originally just an invitation from an investor.

I didn't expect such an unexpected delivery.

The assistant knew very well that in order to find a role that fit the script, the director had gone to no less than a dozen acting schools in Yanguo.

But none of them satisfied him.

However, there was an actor from Bei Haiguo, and the director listed him as a candidate.

The actor was originally a movie star, but the assistant also knew that the director was not satisfied yet.

Until this young man appeared...

The assistant had never seen the director so excited before. It must be too in line with his idea of ​​the character, that's why he was like this.

He had also seen it when An came in just now. The middle-aged man from the United Kingdom wanted to wait until the banquet was over and ask An to lead the way.

The two of them didn't go looking for anyone, especially the middle-aged man from the United Kingdom.

They came here quietly to look for roles.

Just because I don't want anyone to recognize me.

After all, with the director's international reputation, if it is seen by the media, no matter which country it is from, it will be publicized.

This is not conducive to them finding the person they want.

The people from the United Kingdom thought this, and glanced at the young man with an evil look at the corner of his mouth. He was really perfect. When the time came to put on makeup, let him dye his hair black, and put on the robe of the Republic of China. , a mysterious oriental boy, sitting in front of the piano, giving people a sense of the intersection of the times.

This person was exactly what he had been looking for.

Not only does he have an angelic face, but he also has a devilish and evil temperament.

It’s really a pity that people like this don’t come to act!

The people of the United Kingdom are still excited about their discovery.

He didn't know that someone in this place had seen his photo and tried to talk to him on some occasions, but he never did.

This person is none other than Yi Sihuo.

After those two people finished playing, if he went up again, he would be asking for humiliation.

So before the sound of the piano stopped, the people in Yisihuo had already left the area.

It was because he withdrew from the crowd that he saw the director he wanted to see.

It felt like going straight from hell to heaven.

So what if An Yinghou's road is cut off.

Now that the director himself is here, as long as he follows the other party closely and then recommends himself, there will definitely be a chance!

Yi Sihuo is a man of action. After thinking of this, he followed the direction the United Kingdom people left.

On the other side, An Yinghou, who is very familiar with the director, intentionally stood beside He Honghua when the performance just started. Now, taking advantage of the lingering warmth, she said with a smile: "My son used to have higher vision than He Honghua." Very impressive. Since I met Jiu, people have changed. Mrs. He’s teachings are good. I can raise a child like Jiu. He is not afraid of my son’s ice cube at all. There were many people who wanted to have sex with Qin Mo in the past. Friends, it’s just that those people are more or less purposeful. Jiu is different. That day when I saw Qin Mo taking Jiu home, I was surprised. After all, my son rarely gets along with anyone so well. Jiu It's an exception, but as Jiu Shuai is so lovable, I guess my son was still thinking at that time, how could there be another person who was better than him? Maybe this is the reason why those two children became friends. Thinking about it now, it feels amazing.”

When He Honghua said her first words to Queen An, shock appeared on her face because she had never thought that the Queen in front of her would be Qin Mo's mother.

Then, the more He Honghua listened, the more she felt that Queen An was different from the ladies she had interacted with before.

How can I put it this way? This person is truly polite and considerate, elegant yet generous. He is not just an act, but his every word and deed is embedded in his bones, making it very comfortable for people to get along with him.

Queen An deliberately wanted to put her son in a bad light, and sighed deeply and said: "Mrs. He, don't look at how tall my son is now. He was still a premature baby before, and I couldn't take care of him properly."

With this statement, the two mothers instantly found a common point of communication.

He Honghua immediately said: "My Jiu was also born prematurely, and she was just a little wrinkled at that time. I was worried that I couldn't feed her myself, and I was worried all day long."

"Right." An Yinghou reached out and took He Honghua's hand: "We will have more communication in the future. Neither of these two children makes anyone worry."

He Honghua said cheerfully: "Who says it's not the case?"

"By the way, Sister He, I've also heard about you. If you need any help, you can always tell me." Queen An is also a capable person, and she directly promoted Mrs. He to Sister He without moving her expression.

If it were anyone else, He Honghua would definitely be on guard. The person in front of her had sincere eyes and was very beautiful.

The most important thing is that there is nothing about her that the other party cares about.

With this warm energy, He Honghua felt that she could hit it off with the other person without any pretense.

In fact, Queen An is indeed such a person: "I have wanted to talk to Sister He for a long time, and I have also thought about paying a visit, but I was afraid it would be too abrupt. Today I just knew that Sister He would also come to the banquet, so I specially I came here to make friends with Sister He."

By saying this, Queen An was not only expressing her sincerity to He Honghua, but she also meant it to be heard by Guo Rong, who was standing next to them.

Because the other party's attitude in asking Jiu to leave the piano just now can be said to be a blatant look down on people. For such people, An Yinghou didn't feel the need to save face for the other party.

At that moment, not only Guo Rong, but also Yang Huan turned pale after hearing the cause and effect of the incident.

I have to say that the effect of An Yinghou's words is that she is really a slap in the face with her strength, leaving no room for it.

It was He Honghua who was the most cheerful and cheerful: "If you had said it earlier, if you had said it earlier, we would meet at home. I don't know anything else but how to make home-cooked dishes. When the time comes, you come to my house. Here, Sister He will cook it for you." delicious."

"That's great, I like to eat the most, but the bad thing about being an actor is that I can't get a lot of what I want to eat right away." Queen An said with a coquettish tone: "Take today as an example, I just want to eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes. You can’t get that home-cooked taste anywhere.”

He Honghua was sincere and immediately said: "This is easy. If you want to eat it, just come home and eat it tomorrow."

"Is it okay tonight?" After An Yinghou asked, she felt it was not polite enough: "It's still too disturbing to Sister He. I'll wait until tomorrow to eat."

Seeing the beauty like this, He Honghua couldn't bear to say, "There's no need to disturb her. It just takes time to prepare the ingredients. It's not too late at this point. If you really want to eat, let's go home."

"Then there's Sister Lao He." An Yinghou held He Honghua's hand and smiled, still a little bit like a little bird.

Bo Jiu walked over and raised his eyebrows heavily.

What did she hear?

Go home for dinner?

What's going on?

When did her mother and the great god become so fucking close?

As far as her playing skills were concerned, the two of them were already like sisters, and they had no regard for her or the master.

Indeed.

The two of them finalized the itinerary with just one word from each other.

Although Bo Jiu also thought that it was okay not to attend such a banquet.

But being pushed into the car by her mother so quickly, she still felt a little confused.

She turned her eyes sideways and looked at the great god sitting next to her. His face was calm and handsome, as handsome and noble as ever.

Was she making too much of a fuss?

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows again.

The car the four people were riding in was An Ying's late car, a stretch Bentley. Even the driver was an old member of the Qin family, and his aura was undoubtedly the most graceful among the guests who came to the banquet.

Yang Huan went out to see her off in person. In fact, she didn't want Queen An to leave, but she had to mention one thing: "Mrs. He, I was negligent this time. I hope you won't take it to heart."

He Honghua knew very well why Yang Huan said this. All this was just for the sake of her sister An.

So He Honghua didn't answer, just smiled.

Different road non-phase plan.

She would not attend such banquets in the future, and she would not befriend Yang Huan.

That's all.

It was understandable that Yang Huan came out, after all, she knew Queen An.

But Guo Rong also followed out. She was afraid that if the man named An left, her son would have no chance. Without thinking, she pressed the car window: "Ms. An, I have some private matters that I want to talk to Ms. An." Talk, I wonder when Ms. An will have time?”

Guo Rong's behavior was already very rude.

However, she didn't realize it yet, so she emphasized in a self-centered manner: "It's about my son. Please make sure Ms. An takes some time."

An Yinghou was a little confused after hearing those words, and the corner of her mouth curled up: "We are not familiar with each other, and I have no obligation to take time to talk or drive with you for your son's sake."

When Guo Rong saw that Bentley was about to leave, she couldn't help but get angry: "Why is this person like this?"

The sound floated into the car through the window.

Even Queen An is a little displeased with such people.

She always thinks that everyone in the world should help her, and it would be bad if they don't help her.

Compared with such a superficial two-faced person, it is better to have her in-laws, who can say anything and are very generous, even though they are careless, they understand the overall situation very well.

An Yinghou felt more and more that there was nothing wrong with her son and Jiu being together.

Even if the gender aspect is unsatisfactory.

But there is no choice in other aspects.

The in-laws are also easy to get along with.

An Yinghou thinks that the next step is to find a way to defeat the other party, ask the other party what they think, and try to get the other party to accept it as soon as possible.

Bo Jiu didn't know what Queen An was thinking, but looking at it today, Queen An was indeed too enthusiastic about her mother.

That one mouthful called Sister He was intimate.

Is the charm of scrambled eggs with tomatoes so great?

Bo Jiu didn't understand An Yinghou's actions.

It doesn't mean that Qin Mo doesn't understand, but there are some things that it's not time to point out. After all, there are still people around.

Especially the person next to him who is still thinking about escaping is not suitable for knowing his damn intention. If the time comes, forcing him tighter and leaving him directly will be troublesome.

Qin Mo's approach was very direct, keeping the person safe and not letting her go anywhere.

Wait until the whole person is his before talking about anything else.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo reached out and grabbed Bo Jiu's hand calmly under the seat, with no emotion on his face.

But those narrow eyes, when looking at Bo Jiu, were clearly saying, let her live in peace.

Bo Jiu would not pull his hand back, because if he moved like that, it would definitely attract the attention of the two parents in front of him.

She could only let the great god hold her hand, interlocking her fingers, and the numbness from the rubbing would always make people's heart beat sweetly...

Fourth update, Ann