Gao Shengmei certainly wouldn't miss this opportunity: "Jing, what's going on between you and Xie Lang?"
Chen Jing avoided the question: "Nothing serious, we just met in time."
Gao Shengmei didn't believe it: "How many times have you seen him? How old were you then? Did Xie Lang already know how to play the piano at that time?"
Chen Jing pursed her lips tightly. "I was six, he was eight, and he could already play the Concerto in G."
Jiang Jun was stunned. That kid was definitely talented: "Awesome!"
Gao Shengmei tried every possible way to tease Chen Jing into talking more: "What does he look like? Is he good-looking? I think people who can play the piano must look like foreigners, with big eyes, high noses, white skin, and naturally curly hair..."
Jiang Yun coughed, "Wrong!"
Chen Jing glanced at Jiang Yun and suddenly laughed: "Sister Mei, how can it be so absolute? Your standards are just for selecting actors. You are not so strict about what the band members look like."
Gao Shengmei sneered: "If she's not good-looking, how can you like her?"
Chen Jing stammered, "Who said I liked him? He was always pulling my hair back then, and I hated him so much!"
The boy, who had returned from abroad, was good at playing the piano and had a particularly mischievous personality. He would always pull Chen Jing's pigtails when the adults weren't paying attention, and would not let go until she cried.
What bothered Chen Jing the most was that Xie Lang had kissed her on the mouth and asked her to be his bride in the future.
Gao Shengmei gossiped like an old auntie: "The more I hated him when I was little, the more I like him as I grow older. I still miss him even when I can't see him! Jing, tell me the truth, do you like him?"
Jiang Jun couldn't bear it any longer. What could there be between a girl in the last year of kindergarten and a boy in the first grade? "Sister Mei, that's enough!"
Gao Shengmei waved her hand: "Go away, don't make trouble, let's be quiet!"
Of course Chen Jing shook her head: "I don't like it!"
Gao Shengmei smirked: "Jing, your eyes are wrong, you say one thing and mean another!"
Jiang Jun always felt that Gao Shengmei was deceiving Chen Jing, and she felt a little sorry for it, fearing that Chen Jing would be too embarrassed to cry again. "Sister Mei, how many times have you met Yue Peng? Don't you miss him now? Tell the truth!"
Gao Shengmei put the yarn around Chen Jing's arm and asked her to hold it while she fondly recalled, "It wasn't that we met a few times. I just went to school with him once, and then I haven't seen him since. We just wrote a couple of letters."
Jiang Jun exclaimed, "Just two letters? Don't tell me one letter is ten pages long!"
Gao Shengmei laughed triumphantly, "Page 12!" Before she could finish her laugh, her expression suddenly changed, "Hateful! Jiang, we're dealing with Jing's business right now, why are you dragging me into this? Okay, you two sisters are teaming up to deal with me!"
Jiang Jun's purpose was to help Chen Jing out of the predicament. A girl's thoughts, especially secret love, are hard to explain. Especially since Chen Jing's personality is sensitive and suspicious, it would be inappropriate to ask too many questions.
"Sister Mei, can you tell us the stories of those movie stars in your factory? When you were filming outside, did anyone go to them to take pictures or get their autographs?"
Gao Shengmei was shocked and said, "Take a photo? Who would dare? Those ordinary people were just standing around, watching the fun from three layers inside and outside! But there were some brave ones who wrote letters and slipped them secretly!"
Jiang Jun followed up the conversation and asked, "How bold are you? If you wrote it secretly, how did you know about it?"
Gao Shengmei: "The actors will hand it in!"
Jiang Yun Petrochemical, it’s not a red envelope, why do you still hand it over?
Gao Shengmei took it for granted: "This is the rule! Who knows if there are spies taking this opportunity to infiltrate the organization? No matter who receives any letter, it must be handed over to the organization immediately. There will be someone dedicated to opening, reading, and replying to the letter."
Jiang Jun was speechless: "So you are the Queen Mother, breaking up every couple!"
Gao Shengmei waved her hands, imitating a struggle session: "Yes! This is also for the benefit of the actors. They are so busy, how can they have time to read and reply to letters?"
Jiang Jun and Gao Shengmei kept talking, and Chen Jing listened quietly on the side, thinking about her own thoughts.
When they returned to Chen's house, Chen Jing followed into the room: "Sister Yun, I, I have something to tell you."
Just now at Gao's house, Chen Jing seemed to understand that Jiang Jun was indirectly teaching her how to express her feelings.
However, this can only be called a secret crush at best. What if it is just her one-sided love? It would be so embarrassing to reveal it.
However, if she didn't come out, she didn't know how to find out about Xie Lang, and she didn't dare to ask Ye Qingyin. Mother and daughter are connected by heart, and if she asked a few questions, Ye Qingyin would definitely find out what was on her mind.
A teenage girl, when she is beginning to fall in love, wants her mother's guidance and protection, but is unwilling to open up to her about her feelings.
Through the conversation between Jiang Jun and Gao Shengmei, Chen Jing knew that Jiang Jun still defended her in front of outsiders, so she trusted Jiang Jun a little more: "Sister Yun, you also know about the Chopin Piano Competition. Do you know how to find out the details of the competition?"
Jiang Jun shook his head. This was a very backward era. Even if one could speak foreign languages, one could still be falsely accused of collaborating with foreign countries. If one then took the initiative to inquire about what was happening abroad, wouldn't that just be giving oneself to others to criticize.
If you really want to know what happened, there is only one way: "Jing, do you know anyone from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?"
Chen Jing nodded: "I know her."
Jiang Jun asked, "Then go ask them how you can go abroad?"
Chen Jing's eyes lit up: "I know!"
Not long ago, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs sent a group of students to study abroad.
Instead of asking others for help, it is better to find a way to get the opportunity to study abroad yourself.
Jiang Yun's suggestion gave Chen Jing great encouragement.
Ye Qingyin was the first to object: "Jing, you are already past the most suitable age to learn a foreign language, and we don't have any other options to go out. If you really want to learn a foreign language, Mom can help you find your brother's former foreign language teacher."
Chen Jing's goal was to go abroad, and learning a foreign language was just an excuse: "Mom, learning a foreign language in China is like working in isolation. Qiang told me that she is a Marxist. No matter what language you learn, you have to go to the birthplace of the language to learn it."
Ye Qingyin was amused: "Oh, you're even bringing up Marx!"
Jiang Jun chimed in, "Aunt Ye, the music schools abroad are of a higher standard!"
Not only the performance of Western musical instruments, but also the composition and arrangement, as well as Broadway musicals, have led the world trend for a long time.
What's more, Chen Jing actually mustered up so much courage for this vague love, there was no reason for her not to support it.
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