Chapter 19 What are you feeling guilty about, Teacher Shen?
Zhou Yili sat in the living room for a long time.
Thinking about it carefully, he seemed to have been unable to stand that person staring at him. Whether it was anger or sadness... it was easy to affect his thoughts.
It felt like a piece of my heart had collapsed.
Soaked and sour and soft.
Perhaps because of the alcohol that numbed his nerves tonight, he once again went beyond his own subjectivity and fell into memories.
"…Twenty years old?"
Light golden sunlight shines into the piano room through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The boy in the blue jersey was holding a basketball, leaning against the door frame and looking inside, breathing lightly.
The young man in front of the white piano raised his eyes slightly.
He didn't seem to understand. "What?"
"What are you pretending for?" The young man tilted his head and sneered, his black hair damp from the summer. He casually patted the basketball in his hand and walked towards him step by step.
"Are you really twenty?"
He is a genius tutor in this cold world.
It seems to look younger than him.
The sound of the basketball hitting the ground caused a shudder, and I wonder whose heartbeat it matched.
Shen Jixing's eyes fell on the black and white piano keys. The valuable white piano was a treasure that would be cared for no matter where it was placed.
The boy seemed not to be afraid of hurting it by dropping the basketball.
His eyes and eyebrows were unruly, with a frivolous look that was unique to his age.
"Mr. Zhou has reviewed my information. If Mr. Zhou has any questions, please contact me."
Shen Jixing said calmly, "You can find time to ask Zhou..."
"Show it to me."
“…”
This young master doesn't seem to be playing by the rules.
Shen Jixing looked at him with clear eyes, "What?"
The young man with a lazy smile walked up to him.
His long fingers rested casually on the white keys, his bony fingers were slender and beautiful, his finger bones were stained with the dust from the basketball, and he casually pressed down two notes.
"Show me the information."
“…”
Shen Jixing swept the white piano that was soiled by his fingers.
“No.”
He tried to end the meaningless conversation.
She stood up to make room for him, "It's time, you should start..."
A slender and powerful hand pressed on his shoulder, stopping Shen Jixing from getting up.
Zhou Yili raised his hand to pick up his black music sheet bag.
Shen Jixing's brows slightly changed, "What are you doing?"
Before his hand that was trying to stop him could touch anything, it was restrained by a hot and powerful palm, and pressed on the black and white keys with his backhand.
The piano made a chaotic and dull crash.
"Don't move." Zhou Yili lowered his eyes and looked at him.
The wet hair on his forehead was dripping with water, and his eyes were dark, bright and wet. "It's just a look. Why do you feel guilty?"
"Teacher Shen?"
Shen Jixing felt his breath.
It fell on the thin, white and clear tip of her ear. This close distance made him extremely uncomfortable.
Just when Shen Jixing frowned and turned his head, Zhou Yili directly poured out the music score bag——
A mess of white paper notes fell to the ground, mixed with a piece of information with an ID photo attached.
“Pah.”
The last ID card fell to the ground.
Shen Jixing's fingertips curled slightly at the sound.
The unintentional movement brushed against the boy's palm, like a thin layer of snow falling into boiling magma.
Zhou Yili froze for a moment, then let go of him.
He leaned over and picked up the information and ID card, then slowly read them with his eyes lowered.
Name: Shen Jixing
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Other information: Height 185cm, weight 64kg, currently studying piano at the Venice Royal Academy of Music...
Another ID card -
Name: Shen Jixing
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: December 24, 1997 (18 years old)
Home address: Villa No. 1, Wujinchang Street, Luoyu District, Qinghuai City
Zhou Yili rubbed the thin card lightly in his palm, his eyebrows slowly raised in a funny arc.
"Hey, is this the real or fake Monkey King?"
Shen Jixing: "..."
He closed his eyes calmly and wavered.
It seemed like Zhou Yili wouldn't let him go so easily.
"One is for twenty years old, and the other is for eighteen years old."
He glanced at the pale-faced beauty with interest, "How old are you, Teacher Shen?"
Shen Jixing was silent for a moment, then replied calmly, "Anyway, it's older than you."
Zhou Yili: “…”
Damn, it really is.
"World genius?" Zhou Yili looked at the information, his eyes scanning his height and weight, and felt that this person seemed to skip meals every day.
Not much shorter than him, but too thin.
"I'm sorry, but I hate liars the most."
He placed the information and his ID card on the piano and withdrew his hand with a lack of interest.
Once upon a time, Zhou Hengyang also spoke sweet words to his mother.
Later on, it was still said that new love was new love.
Promises are cheaper than anything else.
"Well, I will take the initiative to ask Mr. Zhou to resign."
At this point, Shen Jixing did not make any more excuses, but just said calmly: "I'm sorry."
The young master achieved his goal.
He really doesn't need a tutor, or maybe, he just doesn't need to be a tutor.
Shen Jixing bent down and half-knelt on the ground, picked up the messy piano scores one by one, and put them into the bag thrown at the boy's feet.
His back was as thin as a butterfly wet by the rain, and he seemed to have no idea where his future and return were.
"Are you still feeling wronged?"
Zhou Yili looked down at him, his tone carrying a strangeness and dullness that he couldn't describe, "You fabricated your identity to deceive others, and you still want to blame me for exposing you?"
Shen Jixing: “?”
He looked up in a strange way, "When did I ever blame you?"
“…”
"Whatever, you have no right to blame me."
Zhou Yili said this coldly, leaned over to pick up his basketball, turned around and was about to leave.
"I didn't fabricate my identity." Shen Jixing stopped him.
As Zhou Yili paused slightly, he said in a calm and composed voice: "I am the world's genius."
“…”
Zhou Yili had never seen anyone so crazier in his life.
But this person's tone was extremely calm, as if this was just a trivial matter.
"I was admitted to the Venus Royal Academy of Music with the highest score in professional courses, breaking their record for the highest admission score in history."
Zhou Yili turned around holding the basketball, "?"
Anyone who knows a little about music knows the Venus Royal Academy, which is the top palace that all music students dream of.
This person broke the admission record?
Is he still human???
"But the tutoring website does not accept minors. Your father's requirement is 20 years old. I'm sorry that I lied about my age, but can you please not tell anyone..."
Shen Jixing has always been like this, even when asking for help from others.
Still with a cold and pretty face.
But he was actually quite desperate at this moment. He desperately needed money and was even begging for it very seriously.
Shen Jixing felt that the young master was looking at him, squinting his eyes and sizing him up.
Then finally he spoke.
The young master said, "Are you underage?"
Shen Jixing: "..."
Is this the point?
Zhou Yili played with the basketball in his hand, as if thinking of something, and chuckled, "Then you are not older than me, I am also seventeen this year."
Rounding off, they are both the same size.
Shen Jixing stared at him without saying a word.
There seemed to be some tears in his eyes due to anxiety and teasing.
“Can I…”
Shen Jixing controlled his emotions, looked at him and said, "Don't tell anyone, I still need to apply for other tutors."
Zhou Yi looked at him, "Are you short of money?"
Shen Jixing was silent for two seconds, the arc of her long eyelashes was slender and graceful.
He said softly: "Well, I need to save money for tuition."
Zhou Yili felt something was strange.
Most of the people who study music come from wealthy families. Although the cost of studying abroad is more expensive, considering that he lives in a villa area according to his information, it shouldn't be that expensive.
"Hey, I didn't say no, why are you crying?"
Zhou Yili quickly dropped the basketball in his hand, took two steps forward and squatted in front of Shen Jixing.
The arrogant boy had never experienced such a scene before. When his eyes turned slightly red, he felt panic-stricken and at a loss for what to do for the first time.
He circled anxiously around the beautiful woman.
"Oh my, look how aggrieved you are, as if I had bullied you...why didn't you just say so earlier? I thought you were a liar."
"How much money did my dad give you? Is it enough for tuition?"
The young man in blue shirt, who looked like a little lion, knelt in front of him.
She tilted her head to look at him, "How about I give you some more?"
Shen Jixing was slightly startled, raised her eyes and looked into his eyes, "You want to keep me?"
When he was young, under his cold and arrogant exterior, Shen Jixing would occasionally lose control of his emotions.
Zhou Yili saw traces of coldness and moisture at the corners of his eyes.
Her fingers moved slightly as if she wanted to wipe it off for him, but her fingertips were stained with the dust from the basketball.
He finally withdrew his hand for fear of dirtying his face.
The young man sat under the piano in front of the French window. Zhang Yang tilted his eyes, smiled softly and hummed, his voice still as casual and frivolous as ever.
"Who wouldn't want a world-class genius?"
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Disclaimer: Fictional age is wrong behavior and should not be imitated!
The whole story is fictional, and Xingxing herself had many things that she could not help. Even if it involves spoilers, I still have to clarify that Xingxing finally returned all the money and did not go to study abroad. She is a good child.