She said in a very anxious and worried voice, "Mr. Lu, you don't know, since you left, Miss Qin has been spending all her time playing with Chengcheng, and she doesn't care about Chengcheng's studies at all!"
"I reminded her that the piano competition is about to begin. This competition is very important. After all, Chengcheng has been studying piano for so many years and needs a result, but Miss Qin completely ignored it!"
“Mr. Lu, I’m really worried that Miss Qin’s teaching methods will ruin a child!”
After a pause, Xia Weiwei added hypocritically, "Of course, Mr. Lu, I believe Miss Qin certainly didn't do it on purpose. It's just that her background has shaped her perception, so for her, eating, drinking, and having fun are the most important things, while learning and knowledge are unimportant..."
Xia Weiwei said a lot in one breath.
After a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, Lu Yan's voice came through: "If you doubt someone, don't use them; if you use someone, don't doubt them. Since we've entrusted Chengcheng to her education during this period, we should completely trust her."
Xia Weiwei: "......."
She finally understood what Lu Yan meant!
So, he went with Qin Yajing?
Xia Weiwei felt a lump in her throat, as if she was about to explode!
However, she dared not say anything in front of Lu Yan, and could only smile awkwardly: "Mr. Lu is right, then let's see what kind of result Miss Qin can deliver after this period of time."
........
People of the same kind have different fates.
While Chengcheng was almost tired of playing the piano, another child was filled with longing for it.
Little grass.
The little grass saw a child of the same age playing the piano on TV.
A girl the same age as her.
She was wearing a pink princess dress and sitting properly in front of the piano.
As soon as the fingers touched the strings, the melodious sound of the piano floated out.
The little grass was mesmerized by what it saw.
A scene from the television show lingered in her mind.
Even her hands would unconsciously bounce in the air.
It's just air that's being played.
Not a piano.
Zhan Wang happened to witness this scene.
He saw the little grass standing straight, and then its tiny fingers pointing in the air.
Xiao Cao ate exceptionally well at Zhan Wang's villa.
As a result, I've gained quite a bit of weight.
Her face has become rounder, and her little fingers are no longer the same as before; they are almost entirely bone.
But it's obvious.
The chubby little grass is even cuter.
She also possesses a charming innocence unique to girls her age.
Zhan Wang frowned and stared at him for a long time before saying, "Are you having an epileptic seizure?"
Little Grass: "........"
She looked up at Zhan Wang, her eyes sparkling: "Big brother, I don't have epilepsy."
"If you didn't have epilepsy, what were you doing just now?" Zhan Wang asked. "Or were you having a mental breakdown?"
After saying that, he looked at Zhou Jian and said, "Take her to get checked out. If she has a mental illness, send her directly to a mental hospital."
Little Grass: "........"
Zhou Jian: "........"
The little grass cried out, "Big brother, I'm not crazy!"
Zhou Jian quickly said, "Brother Zhan, Xiao Cao is learning the piano. She saw others playing the piano on TV and wants to play too..."
Every day, I carry the little grass with me, and the little grass's feelings are naturally understood by Zhou Jian.
The salary offered by Zhan Wang is very high.
Therefore, buying a piano was not a problem for Zhou Jian at all.
And Zhou Jian, the old father, was naturally willing to buy a piano for his "daughter" Xiao Cao.
But this piano is a big purchase!
It stands out wherever it's placed!
This is Zhan Wang's villa, so Zhou Jian naturally wouldn't dare to place a piano in Zhan Wang's villa without permission.
And when Zhan Wang asked about it, Zhou Jian became eager to act.
If Zhan-ge agrees.
He immediately bought a piano for Xiaocao!
Buy the best and most expensive!
Others have it!
Even small grasses are important!
Zhan Wang glanced sideways at Xiao Cao and asked, "You... play the piano?"
Zhan Wang scoffed, "I think you should just stick to fluffing cotton!"
Cotton fluffing?
The little grass was stunned for a moment.
She looked at Zhou Jian and asked, "Uncle Zhou Jian, how do you fluff cotton? Can you teach me?"
Zhou Jian: "........"
Zhan Wang: "......."
So this little brat can't tell he's being sarcastic?
However, a few seconds later, Zhan Wangxiang understood.
The little grass probably really can't understand.
This week, Wu somehow got hold of a little country bumpkin. He was all rustic and clumsy, unlike other kids his age in the wealthy neighborhood who were already quite shrewd.
Xiao Cao didn't understand that Zhan Wang was being sarcastic, but Zhou Jian did.
His forehead was practically dripping with sweat!
Cotton fluffing?
How is he supposed to teach that?!
But then, the arrogant and delusional warrior was right in front of me again!
He didn't dare to tell Xiaocao the truth, so he could only squeeze out a sentence: "Xiaocao, cotton fluffing is not easy. Let's play the piano instead and not learn cotton fluffing."
Upon hearing this, Xiaocao shook her head.
Her round, small face was full of seriousness: "Big brother told me to learn how to fluff cotton, so I'll learn how to fluff cotton first. My life was given to me by big brother, so whatever big brother wants me to learn, I'll learn first."
Although the scene of playing the piano on TV deeply moved Xiaocao.
Little Grass also longs to learn the piano.
As for how to fluff cotton, even a small blade of grass doesn't know.
She had only ever seen cotton.
To make a quilt, you need to use cotton.
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