Chapter 270 Seeing Him Win the Championship

In the past two days, Yun Yiheng has been practicing piano in the piano room at home.

No one in the family bothered him.

On the day of the music festival, after Shen Ruojing got up, she vaguely heard the sound from Yun Yiheng's piano room. The soundproof cotton was arranged in the piano room, so the sound was very small and would not disturb everyone's rest.

But Shen Ruojing looked at his phone, it was only six o'clock...

She got up, took a shower, moved her body, and went downstairs to do Tai Chi unshakably.

It's just that when I was doing Tai Chi today, I seemed a little absent-minded.

When she went to Jincheng Conservatory of Music that day, she clearly saw Chu Cichen, but when she went to look for him later, he was nowhere to be seen.

He hasn't come to deliver breakfast these two days. If Chu Xiaomeng hadn't said that her father would go back to sleep with her every night during the video call with her, she would have wondered if this man had disappeared again.

I don't know what he investigated, but he is so busy.

She had a vague premonition that the man must have found out the truth, but he didn't tell her for some reason.

A woman with a Buddhist mentality is not in a hurry, he will explain it clearly sooner or later.

But she is not in a hurry, someone is in a hurry.

Mrs. Chu was wearing casual clothes, and walked over pretendingly, "Jingjing, what a coincidence, you are here to keep fit! Let's go together!"

"..." Shen Ruojing twitched the corner of his mouth.

Mrs. Chu pretended nothing like it. She moved her arm, and then pretended to ask casually: "Ci Chen doesn't know what he's been doing these two days, why didn't he come?"

Since Shen Ruojing was kicked out of the Chu family by Chu Cichen, Mrs. Chu looked calm on the surface, but she was very anxious, otherwise she would not have followed to Jincheng.

During this period of time, she went shopping and drank tea with Mrs. Yun every day with a smile, but she kept observing them.

A few days ago, when Chu Cichen came to deliver breakfast every day, Mrs. Chu almost burst into tears.

The son of a straight man with advanced cancer suddenly realized that he was chasing his wife. She felt that the reunion of the family of five was not far away, and she even thought about where to hold the wedding, but why didn't she come all of a sudden?

Is Chu Cichen messed up again?

Mrs. Chu went to ask Chu Cichen, but Chu Cichen always told her to leave it alone. She had no choice but to come to her daughter-in-law to inquire.

Shen Ruojing just smiled: "Well, I'm really busy, Xiaomeng said that she goes back very late every night."

Hearing what she said, it means that the two of them are fine.

Madam Chu breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately stopped what she was doing: "I'm done exercising, you continue..."

Shen Ruojing: "..." Can this exercise be more perfunctory? !

After she finished punching a set of punches, she was sweating a little, and then Shen Ruojing went upstairs, ready to take a shower, change clothes and have breakfast.

After going upstairs, it happened that the door of the piano room opened, and Yun Yiheng came out with his guqin on his back.

When the two met face to face, Yun Yiheng froze.

Shen Ruojing passed by him: "You play well."

Yun Yiheng is not like a dandy rich second generation, he has a dream and works hard to persevere.

He spent two days practicing "Plum Blossom Cold" from morning to night, and there must be no problem in the competition.

Shen Ruojing comforted his little cousin, and was about to go back to the room, but suddenly heard a young boy's voice behind him: "Hello."

Shen Ruojing kept walking.

The boy could only call her: "That...cousin."

Only then did Shen Ruojing stop and look back at him with a smile.

Seeing that the boy looked awkward, he coughed and asked, "Are you coming to watch our school's music festival?"

Shen Ruojing raised his eyebrows, "No."

With this time, wouldn't it be nice for her to go fishing?

Yun Yiheng immediately said, "Why didn't you come? Are you afraid that our folk music will win your orchestral music?"

Such an obvious aggressive method... the little cousin is still too immature.

Shen Ruojing nodded: "Yeah, I'm afraid that if you win, I'll lose face!"

Yun Yiheng: "..."

He hesitated to speak.

Seeing his appearance, Shen Ruojing still couldn't hold back: "But if cousin, you want me to watch you play the piano, I can think about it."

Yun Yiheng was dumbfounded.

The score was repaired by Shen Ruojing, and Yun Yiheng really wanted to invite her to appreciate it, not as an anonymous, but as a cousin... But how could he say that!

However, the woman lazily said after she finished speaking, "It turns out not to be, it seems that I am being self-indulgent."

After saying this, she turned around and walked into the room.

Yun Yiheng: "Hey...cousin, I want you to go, right?!"

Only then did Shen Ruojing turn around and look at him with a smile: "Okay, since you kindly invited me, then I'll see how you win the championship."

Yun Yiheng blushed, handed her a ticket, and immediately added: "No, I just... I just want you to see how powerful Chinese music culture is, and let you know that Qingdai is a hundred times better than you. Times!"

"Yes, yes, what you said is right!" Shen Ruojing likes to tease him, seeing his awkward appearance of being arrogant and second-year-old.

It was only then that Yun Yiheng realized that he had been tricked by her, and his face suddenly flushed red: "Originally, that's fine, we still have rehearsals, I'll go first, the official competition of the music festival is at six o'clock in the evening, and I'm the tenth Six shows, don't be late."

Suddenly realized something, shouted: "By the way, our band name is Qilin Band, you remember."

The second-year cousin ran downstairs in a hurry.

Shen Ruojing stood where he was and touched his chin.

Qilin... He really likes Chinese culture, even the name of the band is so oriental.

She looked down at the ticket in her hand again.

In a prosperous age like the Jincheng Music Festival, many celebrities will be invited, and the ticket in her hand is actually the top VIP area, with seat number 10 in the first row.

Not only is she Yun Yiheng's cousin, but she is also anonymous, so after the school knew that Yun Yiheng asked for a ticket for her, they gave her the seat with the best view.

Shen Ruojing was not surprised, after putting down the ticket, he went in to take a shower and change clothes, after drying his hair, he saw Shen Qianhui directing Chu Tianye and Chu Yu to pack the books in the study.

She flipped through the book with her two children, hoping to find out more about her father.

Jing Zhen went to filming in the film and television city again, and Shen Qianhui was still stranded at Yun's house, just looking for clues.

Chu Tianye: "Grandma, I have read fifty books, and there are none."

Then he took out his phone and opened the QR code: "Fifty yuan."

Shen Qianhui twitched her lips, and after transferring the money to him, Chu Tianye continued to search for the next wave.

Shen Qianhui couldn't help but said: "You little money fanatic, you are far behind Xiaoyu, and you will be charged for doing some work for me."

Chu Yu was praised, and looked at Shen Ruojing with bright eyes.

Chu Tianye curled his lips: "Brothers are still clear! Besides, flipping books is too boring, grandma, why do you insist on looking for your father?"

Shen Qianhui sighed: "He is a farmer, if he is gone, it's fine, but if he is still alive and his family is not good, I don't know if he will suffer."

Shen Qianhui had already imagined in Shen Qianhui's mind the image of a poor old man who was rejected by the children at home because of his old age, and could only lie alone in a cold room, enduring hunger and thirst.

Jincheng Airport.

A private plane landed slowly, and an elderly man got off the plane with bright eyes and easy legs.

He looked up at the sky in Jincheng, and there was a trace of nostalgia on his old face that no one else could notice. This person was the old man of the Shen family, Shen Xiansong!

He was wearing a Chinese tunic suit and holding a ticket to Jincheng Conservatory of Music in his hand.

The seat above is: No. 09 in the first row of the VIP area.