Chapter 379 This Is Really a Specialty of Kunpeng Middle School

Sheng Zijin was even more depressed, and took away his mobile phone, "It has nothing to do with you, you just need to study hard."

Being interrupted like this, Sheng Zixin was a trick to his teammates. He sighed and didn't intend to snatch it, so he threw the exquisite box at his hand.

"Then don't tell Brother Lu Xi, he always cares about Sufeng."

Sheng Zijin tucked his hair behind his ears and looked out the window with a distant gaze: "He was in the wrong team, how could I tell him again?"

Sheng Zixin pouted.

"Sister, you place too much importance on winning and losing and the honor of the family. In fact, if you have a better mentality, you will find that this trip to Wucheng is still very interesting. At least, you can get to know someone like Lu Mian. Boss, it's not a loss at all! It's a pity that I offended her at first, and she doesn't give me a lot, otherwise I really want to be friends with her."

It was they who used the wrong strategy in the first place.

He had to be bossy to suppress others, that would lead to such a ferocious counterattack. In the end, they still fled in despair.

"Make friends with Lu Mian?" Sheng Zijin turned around and looked at his brother in disbelief, "Have you been brainwashed by her, how can you be friends with that kind of person?"

"What's wrong with her, she's pretty good! Decathlon!"

"Sheng Zixin, you need to figure out your identity first. A person like her who has no family backing and no prestigious identity will never be our friend." She still looked aloof.

In her words, grass roots will always be grass roots, no matter how big they know, and cannot be compared with nobles.

Sheng Zixin didn't know where to refute, holding the small gift box in his hand, paused.

"Just wait, she will regret her choice sooner or later." Sheng Zijin rubbed her eyebrows, "She missed the closest opportunity to a wealthy family in her life."

"..."

Sheng Zixin didn't have the heart to listen to her grade theories, so he simply ignored her and slowly opened the return gift from Kunpeng Middle School.

"A CD?" He seemed to have thought of something.

Sheng Zijin's face was even worse, "Hmph, you really don't give Times Middle School any face. What kind of specialty is this?"

Sheng Zixin took the CD and laughed, "Sister, there's something I haven't told you..."

"Say."

"Actually, this is really a specialty of Kunpeng Middle School." Sheng Zixin shook the CD with a mysterious look on his face.

"What do you mean?"

"Look, there's Cang Xue's signature on it." Sheng Zixin smiled, "You don't know, Cang Xue is Lu Mian, and Lu Mian is the real Cang Xue. The night Gu Jingyi and I went to the party, we has been verified.

"

"..." Sheng Zijin's face became even worse, and he didn't believe it: "How is it possible?"

"But that's the truth. She took out Cang Xue's Weibo and showed us the backstage..."

"..."

Sheng Zijin stared at the CD in Sheng Zixin's hand, dumbfounded.

——

After Principal Zhang sent Sheng Zijin away, he went to the Art Building.

In the Art Building, I found Song Lin, a piano teacher.

"Mr. Song, did you find out what I asked you to investigate that day?" He was referring to the matter that he brought Chu Kong to the Art Building that day and happened to hear someone playing the piano, and asked Song Lin to help find someone.

"Principal, I checked it out." Song Lin smiled, "Speaking of which, it was really unfortunate that day, the art building was renovated and the switch was turned on, and no monitoring was found. But according to your description, I can play so beautifully. Shao Yunxuan, an art student in the third year of high school, came from the song. It just so happened that she recently returned from training abroad and will take the art exam after the year."

"Shao Yunxuan?" Principal Zhang didn't remember the name very much, but he asked cautiously, "Are you sure? Did you ask her if she was in the Art Building that day?"

"I'm here, it's almost at that time. She said that she came to the piano room to get a water glass, and it is estimated that she played at that time. Otherwise, who else would there be? There are no more students in our school who can play the piano so well. Yes."

If there were, they would have already participated in various cultural performances in the school.

Principal Zhang nodded, "That's fine, you take this Shao..."

"Shao Yunxuan."

"Yes, please give me this information about Shao Yunxuan, so I can send it to Mr. Chu Kong."

"Okay."

——

The piano recital room of the Wucheng Theater.

Chu Kuo found this way all the way, holding his mobile phone and shouting to Chu Kong happily.

"Brother, the video has been sent, sent here! Hurry up and take a look!" He didn't even bother to watch it himself, so he brought it to Chu Kong first.

In the face of Chu Kuo's enthusiasm, Chu Kong seemed very calm.

At this time, he was sitting in front of an expensive and high-end piano, with his eyes slightly closed and touching the keys, his fingers were still shaking, and the tune he played was intermittent.

He didn't seem to hear Chu Kuo's words, and was immersed in his own world.

Chu Kuo closed his eyes in distress.

He didn't know how long his brother could last.

My brother is very stubborn. After knowing that he has this disease, not only did he not cooperate with the treatment, but he also played even more desperately. It's like playing the piano for the rest of your life in this period of time.

How much he loved the piano, he knew.

Fate is impermanent. At his most prosperous age, he suffered from ALS, which is unacceptable to anyone.

Therefore, he has been doing his best to help him find an heir.

He hopes that even if his brother cannot stand on the stage and continue to perform, he can sit under the stage and look at the selected heir with satisfaction and pass on his spirit.

Chu Kong has been ignoring Chu Kuo, immersed in his own world, unable to pull it out.

After a long time, he came back to his senses, "Wonderful! Wonderful!"

"What's wrong brother?"

Chu Kong's eyes were full of brilliance.

"I listened to an excellent piece of music two days ago, and I'm recovering it. But I only listened to it once, and it's hard to memorize all the scores. And some parts are handled very cleverly. Without the score, it's difficult for others to play! "

Chu Kuo rarely sees Chu Kong praise a person so much.

In the eyes of his older brother, the ultimate art is pure, without any impurities, in addition to superb fingering, but also a detached heart.

It is precisely because of this that my brother has never found a satisfactory heir.

Otherwise, with his reputation, if you go to the Musicians Association to find someone, there will be a large number of piano masters lining up to call him a teacher.

Chu Kuo slowly put away the phone, curious: "Brother, who played this song?"

"I heard it in Kunpeng School. I originally went to see it with the mentality of giving it a try, but I didn't expect that I would meet a bosom friend! If I didn't have this disease, I would definitely accept this child. Under your own door!"

"..." Chu Kuo paused, interrupted him, and said, "Actually, I also have a good candidate here. Would you like to watch the video she sent?"