No. 1008, The Great God's Memory, An

The vague memory is like a mist.

He was probably less than five years old, sitting next to the piano, with a person sitting in his arms, who seemed to be a little younger than him, moving his little head around, very disobedient, and he held his fingers to recognize the piano keys one by one.

"Momo, playing the piano is boring, let's go find William, his dog is fun to chase."

"Let's go after the lesson."

"It's late after the lesson, and I have to climb the wall back."

"There will be curry rice after the lesson, you decide, go find William to play, or stay here to eat curry rice."

He heard himself let the man make a choice in a rather arrogant tone.

The man's head drooped for a second, then 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, I'll play Super Mario with you, but at this time tomorrow, you can't go to William's house, you have to come here to learn the piano, what girl can't play the piano, from today on, learn well, and don't go to play with the group of British people next door, do you hear me?"

The last voice was his. Because it was too sudden, the tingling in his head made Qin Mo stop moving. Although there was no other reaction, the pale and handsome profile also made Bo Jiu aware of his discomfort.

A beautiful reception, Bo Jiu turned his eyes and whispered: "Brother Mo?"

The tingling was only for a moment.

Qin Mo pressed his slender fingers between his eyebrows: "Nothing."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, straightened his body, and didn't know why, looking at the boy's hairy head, he 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 what he often did to her when they were young. The breath came over and she only felt the warmth.

Bo Jiu looked up, looked into the deep eyes of the great god, then smiled and touched his shoulder with his fist: "Mutual."

This scene was really pleasing to the eyes.

The atmosphere between the two people was also very good.

It was as if the scene would only appear in comics.

Almost everyone at the scene was applauding for their ensemble just now.

One of them was a British man, holding a glass of wine in his hand. When he looked at Bo Jiu, his eyes gave out an unspeakable look.

He even turned around excitedly and asked the assistant beside him: "Go check who this oriental boy is? It fits so well! God! I feel like I met the muse in the script."

"Yes, sir, I'll go and ask right away."

In fact, they decided to come to this party on a whim, originally just because of the invitation of an investor.

I didn't expect to have such an unexpected harvest.

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

But none of them satisfied him.

There was a Japanese actor, and the director listed him as a candidate.

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

Until the appearance of this young man...

The assistant had never seen the director so excited before. It must be that he was too in line with the character in his mind, so he was like that.

When An came in just now, he also saw that the middle-aged British man wanted to wait until the banquet was over, and he asked An to play a role in the middle.

The two did not look for anyone, especially the middle-aged British man.

They came here to find roles quietly.

Just to avoid being recognized by anyone.

After all, with the director's international fame, if the media saw it, no matter which country it was from, they would publicize it.

This would be detrimental to their finding the person they needed in their minds.

The Englishman thought so, and looked at the young man with an evil look on his lips. He was really perfect. When he was about to put on makeup, he would dye his hair black and put on the robe of the Republic of China. The mysterious oriental boy, sitting in front of the piano, gave people a sense of the intersection of times.

This person is exactly what he has been looking for.

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

It's a pity that such a person doesn't come to act!

The Englishman was still excited about his discovery.

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

This person was none other than Yi Sihuo.

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

So before the piano sound stopped, Yi Sihuo's people had already left the vicinity.

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

It felt like going directly from hell to heaven.

Even if the road to Queen An was blocked, what did it matter?

The director himself is here now. As long as he follows the other party closely and recommends himself, he will definitely have a chance!

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

On the other side, the actress An, who was very familiar with the director, stood beside He Honghua at the beginning of the performance. Now, while the warmth was still there, she smiled and said, "My son used to have high standards, but he has changed since he met Jiu. It's still Mrs. He who taught him well. She was able to raise a child like Jiu, who is not afraid of my son's ice cube. In the past, many people wanted to be friends with Qin Mo, but those people had more or less ulterior motives. Jiu was different. I was surprised when I saw Qin Mo bringing Jiu home that day. After all, my son rarely gets along well with anyone. Jiu is an exception. However, Jiu is so handsome and likable. I guess my son was still wondering how there could be another person who looks better than him. Maybe this is why the two children became friends. Now I think it's amazing."

When the actress An said the first sentence, He Honghua was shocked because she had never thought that the actress 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 met before.

How to say it, this person is truly polite and elegant, generous, not just for show but in every word and action, making people feel very comfortable to get along with.

Queen An deliberately wanted to make her son sound miserable, and sighed and said: "Madam He, don't look at my son now. He was a premature baby before, and I didn't take good care of him."

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

He Honghua immediately said: "My ninth child was also born prematurely. She was just a little wrinkled at that time. I was worried that I couldn't support her. I was worried all day long."

"Is that right?" Queen An reached out and took He Honghua's hand: "We need to communicate more in the future. Neither of these two children is worry-free."

He Honghua said frankly: "Who said it wasn't."

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

If it were someone else, He Honghua would definitely be on guard. The person in front of her looked at people with sincerity and was beautiful.

The most important thing was that there was nothing that the other party was worried about in her.

Just with this warm energy, He Honghua felt that she could hit it off with the other party at first sight, without any affectation.

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 visiting her, but I am afraid that it is too abrupt. Today, I know that Sister He will also attend this banquet, so I came here specially to make friends with Sister He."

In saying this, Queen An is not only expressing her sincerity to He Honghua, but also speaking to Guo Rong who is standing next to them.

Because the attitude of the other party asking Jiu to leave the piano just now can be said to be a clear contempt for others. For such a person, Queen An does not think it is necessary to save face for the other party.

At that moment, not only Guo Rong, but even Yang Huan's face turned pale after hearing the cause and effect of the matter.

It must be said that the effect of Queen An's words is really a real face-slap without leaving any room.

He Honghua was the most generous and cheerful: "You should have told me earlier, we would have met at home. I can't do anything else but cook home-cooked dishes. When the time comes, you can come to my house and I will make you something delicious."

"That's great. I love eating the most, but this is the downside of being an actor. You can't eat a lot of things you want to eat right away." Actor An said with a coquettish tone: "Take today for example, I just want to eat fried eggs with tomatoes. You can't get that kind of home-cooked taste outside."

He Honghua was honest and said immediately: "That's easy. If you want to eat, just come to my house tomorrow."

"Is it okay tonight?" After asking, Queen An felt impolite: "It's still too much of a bother for Sister He. I'll wait until tomorrow to eat."

He Honghua couldn't bear to see the beauty like this: "There's no such thing as disturbing or not disturbing. 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 I'll trouble Sister He." Queen An held He Honghua's hand and smiled, with a little bit of a little bird-like flavor.

Bo Jiu, who came over, raised her eyebrows heavily.

What did she hear?

Go home for dinner?

What's going on?

When did her mother and the God's mother become so close?

From her piano playing skills, the two of them are already sisters, and they don't have her and the God in their eyes at all.

It's true.

The two of them talked a lot and finalized the itinerary.

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

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

She turned her eyes to look at the great man sitting next to her. His face was expressionless, as handsome and noble as ever.

Was she making a fuss?

Bo Jiu raised her eyebrows again.

The car the four people were sitting in was the car An Yinghou used to drive, a stretched Bentley. Even the driver was an old member of the Qin family. His aura was undoubtedly the most elegant among the guests who came to the banquet.

Yang Huan personally came out to see her off. In fact, she didn't want An Yinghou to leave, but there was one thing she had to mention: "Mrs. He, I was negligent this time. I hope you don't take it to heart."

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

So He Honghua didn't answer, but just smiled.

People with different ideologies can't work together.

She won't attend such banquets in the future, and she won't make friends with Yang Huan.

That's all.

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

But Guo Rong followed him out, she was afraid that if this surnamed An left, her son would have no chance, so she pressed the car window without thinking: "Ms. An, I have some private matters to talk to Ms. An, I wonder when Ms. An is free?"

Guo Rong's behavior was already very impolite.

But she herself didn't realize it, and she emphasized self-centeredly: "It's about my son, please make time for Ms. An."

Queen An was a little puzzled when she heard that, and her mouth curled up: "We are not familiar with each other, and I have no obligation to make time to talk to you for your son's matter, drive."

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

The voice floated into the car through the car window.

Even Queen An was a little disliked by such people.

Always think that everyone in the world should help her, and it is not good not to help her.

Compared with such a double-faced person, her in-laws are better. They say what they want to say, and they are generous. Even if they are careless, they understand the overall situation.

Queen An feels more and more that there is nothing wrong with her son being with Jiu.

Even if the gender is not satisfactory.

But there is nothing to pick in other aspects.

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

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

Bo Jiu doesn't know what Queen An thinks, but from today's point of view, Queen An is indeed too enthusiastic about her mother.

She calls her sister He intimately.

Is the charm of scrambled eggs with tomatoes so great?

Bo Jiu doesn't understand Queen An's actions.

It doesn't mean that Qin Mo doesn't understand, but some things are not the right time to point out, after all, there are people around.

Especially the person next to him who is still thinking about escaping, it is not suitable to know ******'s intentions, and then press him tighter, and let him go directly, which is troublesome.

Qin Mo's approach was very direct. He made sure she was safe and didn't let her go anywhere.

When she was his, he would talk about other things.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo reached out and grabbed Bo Jiu's hand under the seat without any expression. There was no emotion on his face.

But those narrow eyes, when looking at Bo Jiu, clearly said, let her be safe.

Bo Jiu would not pull her hand back, because if she did, it would definitely attract the attention of the two parents in front.

She could only let the great god hold her hand, interlaced their fingers, and the numbness from rubbing would always make her heart beat sweetly...