She is soft on my heart

Chapter 123 Impatient to write anything else
Li Xingshen made enough preparations for the tutoring on the second day, and proceeded steadily according to the plan. In a short period of time, she had to improve her English score, explore problem-solving skills and memorize high-frequency words and sentences. At the same time, she also started from the most basic grammar. .

As for looting...

Li Xingshen drew a circle of high-frequency words and sentences for Bai Daiyi, and turned his head, Jiang Cong was reading an English extracurricular book.

The young man's eyebrows are deep and three-dimensional, the lines of his side face are hard and clear, his mandible is sharply cut, with sharp corners, his Adam's apple is slightly protruding, and occasionally moves lightly with his slight swallowing movements.

The sun was shining brightly, coming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and some fragments fell on his long eyelashes.

"Little teacher, don't be distracted."

He didn't turn his head, still looking at the book in his hand, but there was a light arc on his lips.

Got caught.

Li Xingchen's eyes flickered, and he turned around.

Looking at Bai Daiyi who was struggling to recite words for a few seconds, she suddenly thought of something, looked back at Jiang Cong, took the book away from his hand, and then gave him a notebook and pen, "Jiang Cong, practice calligraphy .”

She has a serious face, "Practice your handwriting to be as good-looking as your face, and you will directly gain [-] points in Chinese and comprehensive literature."

Jiang Cong: "..."

Bai Daiyi, who had seen Jiang Cong's unruly font, laughed mercilessly.

Li Xingshen turned to look at him immediately: "You seem to be very relaxed, add another twenty words."

Bai Daiyi: "..."

The sweetest voice speaks the most heart-wrenching words in the world.

After reciting the words later, Li Xingshen took care of Jiang Cong and explained the basic sentence structure to Bai Daiyi. Not to mention, Bai Daiyi, who regards English as his deadly enemy, really listened to it. Li Xingshen spoke in an easy-to-understand manner. Even a rookie like him can understand it.

Because he had to go back to school on Sunday afternoon, and the tutoring ended at [-] o'clock, Li Xingshen circled for Bai Daiyi to draw the questions in the exercise book that corresponded to the knowledge to be practiced.

Bai Daiyi: "Enough, enough, enough..."

After assigning the homework, Li Xingshen found that the surrounding was surprisingly quiet. Li Xingshen looked over, and Jiang Cong was writing seriously with his pen.

She only gave him a notebook, wanting to know what he was writing, so she stretched her head over there, and saw a love heart drawn between her name and his name, brushing the entire page together.

Li Xingchen: "..."

"How is it?" He stopped writing, picked up the book and flipped forward, there were five or six pages, densely packed just like the printed ones.

Li Xingchen took another look, this time focusing on his handwriting, "Can't you write well?"

Jiang Cong explained the reason: "I don't have the patience to write anything else."

Li Xingchen: "..."

"If you keep doing this, next time I will call my precious princess." Bai Daiyi said quietly.

Jiang Cong smiled, got up and packed her schoolbag, closed the book and stuffed it in, "Let's go."

They talked to He Qiao who was watching TV in the living room, and He Qiao smiled and walked them to the door. Looking at the backs of the two, she held the door frame and sighed reluctantly: "It feels so good to have both children."

Bai Daiyi: "???"

"Mom, you should find a lawyer, and let's go through the legal procedures for terminating the relationship."

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As time progressed, the final exam was put on the agenda, and Li Xingshen himself began to review.

School life was as usual, Jiang Cong and Li Xingshen tacitly maintained zero communication in the class.

It's just that the boy occasionally walks in through the front door, passes by her, and the corner of his clothes brushes against the back of her writing hand, bringing a burst of clear and faint mint fragrance. Li Xingchen will hold the corners of his lips and rub his eyes with a gentle smile.

In addition, the performance program of the New Year's Eve party finally chose the musical sitcom. Li Xingshen thought about it and agreed to Qiu Qize to play the cello.

There are only two weeks before the New Year's Day Gala, and the rehearsal time is very tight. Except for the spare time on Saturday and Sunday, every Wednesday and Thursday will take a self-study class to rehearse in the school's Yinmei Building.

Li Xingchen didn't know until he went there that Jiang Cong was the one playing the piano.

The others didn't seem to know. When they opened the door and saw that he was already waiting inside, they stopped talking and laughing.

Fuck.Mr. Jiang sitting in front of the piano is so handsome.

No, the focus is not on this.

What's the matter? ? ?Why is Mr. Jiang here? ? ?Why is he sitting at the piano? ? ?

When a group of people entered, Jiang Cong had just opened the lid of the piano and tested the sound twice. When he heard the movement, he raised his head and looked up. His eyes first fell on Li Xingchen, and he did not miss the surprise and surprise in the little girl's eyes.

The corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly, but he still maintained a cold expression on his face, "If you don't come in again, the heating will run out."

Everyone came back to their senses, rushed in and closed the door.

It seemed that only Qiu Qize knew about it, so he briefly told everyone about the situation.

Everyone: Me? !Brother Jiang can actually play the piano? !

Shock is shock, but it's also very embarrassing. Everyone knows that Jiang Cong and Li Xingshen's entanglement with... ahem... can't be said to end without a problem.

They were not actually embarrassed, they were forced to be embarrassed in the hearts of everyone.

This performance program is divided into two important parts, music and plot performance. Not only must the cello and piano cooperate well, but the music and plot must also cooperate well. The level of two musicians.

Then, Jiang Cong looked calm and careless, his slender white fingers lingered and danced on the black and white keys, the melodious rhythm of the notes fluttered in the air, and a skillful piece of music stunned the whole room again.

Because they are not professional, I can't tell if there is any mistake, but it doesn't prevent Mr. Jiang from looking amazing! ! !
After playing, he found a table at random, sat on it, and started playing with his mobile phone.

Everyone: "..."

That's right, there's no need to practice at all.

Next is Li Xingchen. She is not as proficient as Jiang Cong, because she has only taken a few interest classes, and she can't touch the cello in private, so she can't practice it. In addition, she hasn't played for a long time, so it is inevitable that she is unfamiliar.

But!She looks beautiful!

Just sitting there holding the strings will attract all eyes, okay? !
Everyone: No.1 is stable.

In the school's New Year's Eve party, all the performances will be reviewed by the judges, and awards will be given out according to the rankings. No. 1 will receive [-] bonus.

Li Xing stumbled and finished a piece of music, the lingering sound fell, and the moment he raised his eyes, he met the young man's deep gaze.

Before others noticed the staring, Jiang Cong calmly looked away and looked back at his phone.

And on the mobile phone, there is a picture of a girl looking at the piano score and focusing on playing the piano. She is wearing a thin white down jacket, with a loose ball head, a few strands of hair hanging down her neck, holding a piano bow, The lines of the face are soft but clear, and there is a quiet temperament on the body, like a magnolia flower blooming in the mountain stream.

Jiang touched the screen with his fingertips, his eyes were full of tenderness.

After the two showed each other, they began to discuss the plot. At first, because they were afraid of Jiang Cong, everyone didn't dare to speak loudly. Later, they found that he didn't care about playing with his mobile phone, so they slowly started talking, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

After the rehearsal, the two tacitly stayed at the end and left the classroom.

"Good pull."

"It plays well."

The two said at the same time.And laugh at the same time.

(End of this chapter)