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Chapter 105 The Strong Little Milk Dog 1
What Chen Xi never imagined was that he found a "treasure" at this party.For the man she said "I like mature, wealthy and connotative" men, Ms. Song has arranged for her young talents from all walks of life during this time, but in the end she still fell in love with the youngest and good-looking one in a very vulgar way.

The thing is like this - that day, at the private party of the famous pianist Wu Sicheng, as expected, many people who had achieved little success in their literary and artistic circles came.Most of these people also brought a junior like Chen Xi, or a proud student, or a young nephew.When the new and old generations of literary and artistic elites gather together, it is inevitable to collide with sparks of art.

The party was arranged at Wu Sicheng's friend's private house in the suburbs.After a few rounds of drinking, Wu Sicheng played a few songs at the request of everyone.The atmosphere became warm, and Chen Xi soon saw the impromptu splashing of ink by famous Chinese painters, the small portrait of Song Mingming painted by the professor of the Academy of Fine Arts on the spot, and the ensemble "Praise of Love" played by violin and piano... Song Mingming also performed under the accompaniment of Wu Sicheng. He sang "Three Wishes of a Rose", which won unanimous praise from the audience.The elders were in front of them, and the younger generation did not give in. All kinds of special skills appeared one after another.Good guy!They are all equipped with their own tools for eating, obviously they have been prepared for a long time.

The people who participated in the party formed a loose semicircle with red wine glasses in their hands. They were full of enthusiasm for the performance, intoxicated with the appreciation, and the smile in charge said: "It's a small skill, just laugh at it!" During the period, there were appropriate applause and comments from time to time.In a daze, Chen Xi thought that he had entered the gala of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles by mistake.She thought back to spending weekends at her grandmother's house as a child, with a group of artistically gifted cousins, and the fear of being dominated by "show shows", and her bowels spasmed.

Chen Xi gave Ms. Song a look of asking for help——My own mother, you didn't greet me in advance!Ms. Song gave her kind and encouraging eyes in return.Chen Xi scolded Wei Jia in his heart for that unlucky bastard, and hated himself for "not having a strong moral heart", and was confused by his anger.She didn't want to accompany him to the hospital to have the stitches removed, so she didn't have to come here to show her eyes!

Seeing that after a round of playing, playing and singing, only dancing is left.Afraid of what to do, the song ended, and someone said: "By the way, there are a few dance majors here..."

Before Chen Xi had time to urinate, several eyes had already landed on her.

"I remember that the girl from Mingming's family studied with Teacher Ding Shuying for a while, and she could tell she was a dancing child just by her figure."

"She has been learning ballet for a few years, and now she has been coaxed by her father to wash bottles in the laboratory!"

Song Mingming smiled and helped Chen Xi out of the siege.Chen Xi just breathed a sigh of relief, a child with a mother is like a treasure!Immediately, the next sentence of the good mother almost made her recite it - "I just don't know if her basic skills have been wasted?"

Chen Xi really wanted to say, it's not just deserted, the graves are covered with grass!If she had potassium permanganate and concentrated sulfuric acid in hand, she could show them ice cubes with a glass rod.But she didn't dare, because she was afraid that Ms. Song's thunderous anger would kill her.

"You can't lose your boy skills! Coincidentally, we happen to have Teacher Ding's closed disciple here."

Ms. Song laughed when she saw the boy being called.With a little hand, Chen Xi was pushed out instantly. "Go ahead and make gestures with the experts, so that you can know where the half-baked gap is. Well... a short section of Romy and Juliet's balcony will be fine. You all cooperate and dance as you like!"

Just jump around!She was not afraid that her daughter would bend her waist when being lifted!Chen Xi glanced at the tall and tall young boy, and when she looked back, she happened to meet Song Mingming's meaningful smile.There seemed to be a few big characters written in that smile: "I don't know you yet?"

cough cough!This is too explicit!The boy looked all he wanted, and Chen Xi didn't think there was anything wrong with appreciating beautiful things, but she was made uncomfortable by her mother's express hints.

Wu Sicheng had already sat in front of the piano and tried playing an accompaniment.The master is willing to be a green leaf, and it is unreasonable for these two little red flowers to end up.Fortunately, Chen Xi had saved her hand early. In the warm spring room, she was the only one holding a cup of hot jujube tea in her hand and a shawl from Ms. Song's bag on her shoulders. She said reservedly and a little bit shyly: "I'm sorry everyone, I... I happen to be out of shape today."

As she said that, she still didn't forget to close her shawl, as if she was afraid that others would not know her palace cold.

Most of the people present are decent people who have experienced it, so there is no need to say more.Young girl!Special days require special care!How can you be so strong?
The boy who was standing there in a daze seemed to realize that there was still room for escape.At first the girl didn't speak up, so it was inconvenient for him to refuse, but now he hastily said, "I'm actually learning classical dance!"

This fool!No matter what dance he learns, if no one dances today, it is impossible to have a successful ending.Chen Xi said eagerly, "I know! Qin Wang's Breaking the Array Music - Teacher Ding's specialty choreography, there is no one of her students who can't dance!"

"..."

The boy's face turned red, and he couldn't tell whether he was provoked or angry.Chen Xi heard an elder say something: "Meow meow! You are good at everything, but you are too introverted. Dancers, you must learn to open yourself!"

Chen Xi quietly retreated tactically to the bathroom when the accompaniment sounded, thinking secretly in her heart: What a young man with a radiant appearance, why should he be called "Meow Meow"?
She closed the door and studied the incense in the toilet for a long time, pondering everything from the place of origin of the agarwood to the pattern of the seal, and heard the music outside stop, thinking that it should stop, and then she was relieved Weak with insufficient blood, he strode out.

In the living room, today's protagonist, Wu Sicheng, was missing.The people around the piano were gathering to taste the collection of the master's house, and the rest were chatting in twos and threes.Chen Xi shouldered the important task of driving Ms. Song home after drinking, so she had no choice but to leave first.

At this time, the moon was shining brightly outside the house, the night breeze was gentle, and the fragrance of magnolia flowers in the yard permeated lightly.On such a beautiful night, Chen Xi grabbed a handful of melon seeds and decided to find an open place to crack them well.She gently pushed open the backyard door, and just about to walk towards the magnolia tree, she suddenly saw a pair of figures sticking together in the corner of the courtyard, and at the same time, Wu Sicheng's gentle whispers could be heard vaguely.

"Obviously, these years I..."

Chen Xi trembled, and the melon seeds in her hand almost scattered all over the ground.

"excuse me!"

Without waiting for the two people over there to look over, she withdrew in a hurry, walked a few steps, returned to the door and coughed twice: "Hey, this place is not hidden!"

Unable to leave, and staying on pins and needles, Chen Xi simply hid in the audio-visual room of the house to keep her ears clean.It is said that some things are baked into the genes, why can't luck be inherited?Wu Sicheng has straight eyebrows, maintains a good figure, has the demeanor of an artist, but has no conceit.I heard that he is still unmarried and has no messy scandals, no matter how you look at it, he is a high-quality choice.Such a person fell into the hands of Ms. Song, the female version of Ximenqing, and Chen Xi couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy for him.Now replaying tonight's gathering, what old friends are reminiscing about the past, most of it is to meet Ms. Song's specially organized game.The old house on that side was on fire, but my new thatched hut was still "nothing to do with the leakage of the bedside room". Thinking of this, Chen Xi's melon seeds are no longer fragrant. Could it be that she inherited the lonely life of the old Chen family?
(End of this chapter)