181: C181 Violin Competition

C181 Violin Competition

"Shinian, I..."1

Mu Shinian did not even look at her as she casually wiped it a few times. She bent down and picked up all the buns on the ground. After putting them away, she walked into the campus.

Tong Wanzhi did not like Mu Shinian but it was not to the extent of torture.

At this time, seeing her like this, she was also very vexed, "Shinian, I am not..."

"Stop right there!" Unfortunately, before she could follow, she was stopped by the guards aggressively.

The security guard looked at her from head to toe and smiled sarcastically. "I've seen a lot of parents like you. The child is still young. You just have to talk to her nicely. You actually hit her. If you're like this, it would be strange if your child wasn't unfamiliar with you. "

Tong Wanzhi saw Mu Shinian walk away and was unable to follow her.

After she was ruthlessly chased away by the security guards, her gaze fell on the stall of soybean milk on the ground. There were still some traces of blood on the floor and she forcefully wrinkled her brows. When she looked at the wide school gate, she felt that there was something there. It was getting farther and farther away.

...

Mu Shinian went to the infirmary to bandage her wounds. When the fourth class bell rang, she finally appeared in the classroom.

Ye Ling looked at her in surprise. "I thought you were not coming. I called you but you didn't answer."

"I was delayed by something." That little episode just now did not affect her at all.

Mu Shinian put her schoolbag away and sat back in her seat. She took out a book from her desk and casually opened it on the table.

Ye Ling looked at her hand and said in surprise, "What's wrong? Why are you injured? Is it serious?"

"I accidentally fell." Mu Shinian pulled back her hand and gave a simple massage.

Ye Ling heard that he fell and heaved a sigh of relief. "That's good. I thought you had a fight with someone again."

This sentence was very interesting.

Mu Shinian lazily retorted, "Do I have nothing better to do? Why would I get into a fight when I have nothing better to do?"

Ye Ling laughed out loud, "It does not seem like it. Oh, right, this."

Ye Ling took out a piece of paper from the drawer and patted it in front of her.

Mu Shinian looked down and saw that it was a violin competition.

Other than her signature, the rest of the information had already been signed.

Mu Shinian pushed the paper forward, "Not going."

"Why not?" Ye Ling pushed the paper forward again. "Don't you know how to play the violin? You can try it. If you win the prize, you can see how much the prize money is. As long as you win the first place, you can become an international student. When the time comes, you will have to follow those people overseas to tour the country!"

Mu Shinian held her chin and was not interested at all. "I am not going. I did not play well. If I go, I will also give people heads."

"Hey, you cannot say that." Ye Ling was like a wolf grandma who kidnapped and sold a red cap. She earnestly said, "Regarding the competition, although it has something to do with the accumulation of training, it has something to do with the competition. It depends on one's mentality, Ye Ling said. Otherwise, why would so many dark horses come out? Don't you think so? It doesn't matter if you don't have good skills, but what if everyone fails? If you perform normally, won't you win for sure?"

Mu Shinian looked at her speechlessly, "Don't read those chicken soup texts. You are not clear about the poison."

Ye Ling stretched out a finger and shook it a few times. "My words are crude and not crude. Anyway, you have to participate. I have already helped you register your name. You can just sign it."

Mu Shinian really did not have any interest in this kind of game.

She sighed and faced Ye Ling's big, blinking eyes. She could only helplessly nod her head. "Okay, I will go. I will send a head."

pqdm.com