Chapter 134 A different ending (end)

Facing Ye Zhiqiu, people asked inexplicably, and Ye’s father found a photo of that year and said, “This is our last photo. Hey, why did you ask this for no reason? Did you hear about her at school? Nowadays, students don’t study hard, so bored that they even spread the news twenty years ago…”

Seeing the photo, Ye Zhiqiu, who instantly understood everything, found the piano score, and then ran away from the old piano room that was about to be demolished regardless of his father's call. He thought about the conversation with Xiaoyu in his mind;

"You have to remember that you must not play this song in the old piano room." Xiaoyu said.

"Oh. But can I ask why?" Ye Zhiqiu responded, and then asked weakly.

"Because, because the old piano is not good to talk about." Xiaoyu came up with such a bad reason.

"God-telling." Ye Zhiqiu naturally didn't believe it.

"What did you say?" Xiaoyu asked.

"Truth." Ye Zhiqiu was very innocent and made Xiaoyu laugh.

Outside the piano room, workers who had already built the scaffolding were discussing the demolition plan and determining the demolition time.

"Move faster! Students will have classes tomorrow, so the school requires us to complete the work before dawn." said a worker.

"Will the piano inside be moved out? It looks like it should be considered an antique," asked another worker.

"That's not to worry about it, the principal said to buy a new one." The worker answered earlier. However, the two workers who were talking to him had not noticed that Ye Zhiqiu had broken the window and entered the old piano room that was about to be demolished.

Sitting in front of the piano, Ye Zhiqiu thought that from that day on, he asked Xiaoyu to talk about the song they had first met again. Xiaoyu quickly played it. He asked, "Do you have to play it so fast?"

Xiaoyu's answer was, "I always play so fast when I go back."

The sound of the piano sounded.

Ye’s father, who was inexplicably inspired by Ye Zhiqiu’s reaction at home, subconsciously opened the piano score that Xiaoyu placed in him for custody twenty years ago. The title page reads; No matter whether we can meet or not, whether you will forget me, I just want to tell you a secret, I love you. Signature: Lu Xiaoyu. Turn on the folded corner, which clearly states on it; Ye Xianglun!

At this time, Ye's father was no longer afraid of being shocked. He quickly walked in the garage. After lifting the cloth, he was in a nearly perfect state. He tied up his seat belt and fired. The car rushed towards the school at full speed. Along the way, one luxury car or sports car was surpassed by the inconspicuous 86 driven by Ye's father. The past is like smoke, and I don't know if anyone still remembers what the style of the Second Ring Car God was back then.

In the piano room, the rain curtain hit the cornerstone sound of the piano in front of the door came to the end, and blood fell on the keys of the last note...

Outside the piano room, the god-like 86 stopped in front of the workers who were about to demolish the piano room with a beautiful tail.

"Hey, who are you?" Looking at Ye's father walking out of the car, a worker asked unhappily. Seeing that Ye's father was calm and silent, he said again, "Okay, I don't care who you are. Just go away a little. Don't delay our work."

"You don't need to demolish this piano room." After looking at the piano room again, Ye's father turned around and said, "Didn't you just ask me who I am? I'm the official answer now; I am the discipline director of this school and the largest shareholder of this school."

The worker who received this reply was a little stunned and said, "This is not OK, brother, we all signed a construction contract. Even if you are a shareholder of this school, you can't just say it's demolish. If you don't, you won't demolish it."

"Okay, don't worry, the school will pay as much as possible. If you feel uncomfortable in Wugong Sulu, you can build a fence around the piano room." Father Ye gave a firm answer. He was determined and determined.

The changes of neon lights in the rice fields indicate the change of seasons, as it has been for thousands of years, and the green is once again covered with a faint golden color. In autumn, there is no need to sigh at the ever-etheless ethereality of the pool of water in the wild and the slight coldness in the evening. It is wearing a windbreaker and wandering in the sunset and dusk. After night, you can smell the heavy season of the fragrance of osmanthus flowers. Instead, you can lose the sadness of "there is the red and green, and the things are gone" after all. It is the season for farmers to harvest. It is yes. Join the fan in the lingering and catch fireflies.

On the exterior wall of the old piano room, the crawlers who had been tenacious for two seasons had a little yellowish sound, just like the ridiculous and warm diary of the youth and the old color of the letter during the cleaning. The "Autumn Whisper" with a slightly more sophisticated technique sounded from the piano room. The ethereal, elegant and romantic ones made it possible to tell that the little girl was playing. The sound of the piano stopped because of the sound of the door lattice. The little girl shouted "Mom" to the person who came in in surprise.

"Xiao Yezi, were you lazy when I was not here?" The soft voice of the visitor sounded, it was Xiaoyu.

"Xiao Yezi is the most obedient, so she is not lazy. By the way, what about dad? Didn't you agree to pick Xiao Yezi up and go home together?" The little girl looked behind Xiao Yu Kongkuang and asked with some disappointment.

"Just like Xiao Yezi is working hard to practice the piano, dad also has to teach those big brothers and big sisters. Is this good? If you practice another song, mom will take you to find dad and then go home together?" Xiao Yu sat next to Xiao Yezi and said gently.

"Then, can my mother play with me?" Xiao Yezi explained the conditions.

"Okay, then what song should we play together?" Xiaoyu asked, his daughter.

"Just play that song, my parents often play it together." Xiao Yezi said.

"Okay." Xiaoyu responded. So the four-handed joint that Ye Zhiqiu and Xiaoyu played passionately when they were in love.

The back door of the classroom opened, and Ye Zhiqiu, who had a black frame, was lowering his head on the podium to sort out the lesson plan.

"Dad, dad." Xiao Yezi, who was standing with Xiaoyu at the door, shouted.

Ye Zhiqiu looked up and looked at the two women cut into silhouettes by the classroom door, and smiled.
Chapter completed!