"Where else could it be? As long as the big boss shows up, he'll definitely go and haunt him."
Since his younger brother entered the Star Sea, Wu Qiao has developed a series of special training plans for him.
Because it was Wu Qiao who made the plan himself, Dong Jiahui cooperated very well.
Of course, the credit should go to Qiao Qiao, because she takes some time every week to take the exam.
With this expectation, Dong Jiahui will work hard and will not reject the teacher's classes.
Especially the teachers who taught him were very gentle. They would praise him and criticize him. Of course, their attitude was never harsh, which he could accept.
In the past five months, nearly half a year, Dong Jiahui's autism has improved a lot.
At least now when I see unfamiliar staff members in the company, I won’t be so scared as to hide.
I would also follow my sister Dong Yuanyuan to the company cafeteria to eat.
Just because one time, Dong Jiahui ate the food his sister brought back, and he never ate the food his sister cooked again.
Because he felt that his sister’s cooking skills were terrible and the dishes she made were unpalatable.
Dong Yuanyuan also knows that her cooking skills are not good, so she is happy to eat in the cafeteria every day.
"Oh my god, look, he's really pestering the big boss."
Not far away, Qiao Qiao was sitting on a lazy sofa, next to a young and handsome boy, who was Dong Jiahui.
Dong Jiahui is very well-behaved and doesn't talk much. He just likes to be close to Wu Qiao.
Of course, he was still peeling an orange for Qiao Qiao.
"Jiahui, I can't eat that much. Just peel one for me."
Dong Jiahui nodded and handed the peeled fruit to Qiao Qiao.
Oranges are very sweet, but she doesn't dare eat too many for fear of getting a sore throat.
"Jiahui, your academic performance has been so good these past few months. Can I arrange for you to debut?"
Hearing that he could perform on stage, Dong Jiahui nodded happily.
"Well, see that small stage not far in front of you? Sing a song for your sister now."
Dong Jiahui looked up at the stage not far away. There were many unfamiliar people around the stage. The place was not very big, but the sound was very good.
Music was still playing at the moment, and occasionally someone would sing while sitting on a high-legged swivel chair, entertaining the guests.
Huang Le just went up to sing a song.
"Well...I..."
Dong Jiahui seldom speaks, and even when he has questions, he always writes them down.
Qiao Qiao was already very happy to be able to say two words at this moment.
"Just sing the new song I wrote for you the other day. It's very nice."
Thinking of the new song Wu Qiao wrote for him, the little guy's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he lost all his worries. He walked directly to the front of the stage, took out the MP3 from his shirt pocket and plugged it into the speaker, and then the accompaniment music sounded.
"As long as you love me
We're under pressure
Seven billion people in the world trying to fit in…”
A unique voice belonging to a teenager, with a little hoarseness.
Is performing with passion.
Everyone turned to look at the boy in the middle of the stage, and even Dong Yuanyuan and Wan Nuo stood up excitedly.
At that moment, Dong Yuanyuan was so moved that she burst into tears.
For many years, she waited for her brother to speak and sing.
But ever since he failed in the last draft, my brother has stopped talking.
Now……
Her brother is really great.
Wu Qiao looked at Dong Jiahui and smiled with satisfaction.
At this time, Chen Jingang walked to his young wife and also looked at the handsome boy on the stage.
"Is this the autistic boy you were talking about?"
"Well, how about it, your wife is amazing, isn't she?"
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