After binding to the system, her full-level beauty shocked the entertainment industry

Mo Zhiran, who was lying on the table, shook her head vigorously, obviously refusing, "No, I have to finish this question before going out, otherwise my thoughts will be messed up when I come back."

After hearing this, Lu Shengjing suddenly fell into a trance.

He suddenly thought of a figure that lingered in his heart more than ten years ago.

The same goes for persistence and stubbornness.

That little girl, with soft hair and small body sitting on the piano bench, makes the piano look huge.

But just like this, my small body can sit in front of the piano for four or five hours without moving, just to practice a piece of music that will be performed on stage during the New Year.

He was hiding behind the red curtain and did not dare to come forward. He only dared to watch quietly from behind, watching her fingers jump hard on the keys. Her fingertips were a little red and there was blood on her forehead. Fine beads of sweat, but still didn't stop.

As long as one note is wrong, he will start over again, until finally, the whole song can be performed perfectly.

That summer, he stayed behind the red curtain with the little girl whose name he didn't know for a whole summer.

The two shadows gradually overlapped in her mind.

Mo Zhiran devoted herself to solving the problem.

And there was Mo Mo who was practicing the piano with firm eyes.

After so many years, I didn't expect that her character had not changed at all.

In fact, there was no need to confirm any information, just by looking at the serious profile and determined eyes, he was sure it was her.

Knowing that Mo Zhiran couldn't be persuaded at this time, he gave up the idea of ​​interrupting her and asking her to go out for dinner. Then just finish this set of questions, it would only take half an hour, and wait.

Lu Shengjing turned on the turned off computer screen and started working while Mo Zhiran was doing the questions.

It wasn't until he took a deep breath that a happy voice finally came to Lu Shengjing's ears, "It's finally solved."

Mo Zhiran proudly stretched the answer sheet in front of Lu Shengjing. Lu Shengjing took the answer sheet and examined it carefully.

Looking at those logically rigorous argumentation processes, each step is very concise but very clear. This is a question that can only be answered after complete mastery and a little talent.

"Exactly." Lu Shengjing looked at Mo Zhiran with an unusually gentle smile.

Although she was already very familiar with Lu Shengjing, Mo Zhiran was still slightly stunned when she saw such a look.

Because she saw something special about her in this look, some extremely special emotions.

It seems like nostalgia and the excitement of seeing each other again after a long separation.

But...seeing each other again after a long absence?

What do you think of this word?Why do I feel that she and Lu Shengjing are not compatible with each other?

Mo Zhiran shook this thought out of her head.

An illusion, definitely an illusion.

I have been studying all day today and am tired. It is understandable that I will have misunderstandings.

Moreover, Lu Shengjing's look was fleeting, and soon returned to his usual calm, almost unfazed look.

Although there is still a warm smile on his face.

"Can we go eat now?"

"Yeah!" Mo Zhiran threw her thoughts behind her and raised her head childishly. She didn't even realize that she had such a delicate expression, "I'm almost hungry!"

Eyes full of stars.

Lu Shengjing was stunned again. He had longed for this look for how long he had forgotten.

I want to say to her at the end of her piano practice, "Let's play together!"

But knowing that he was separated from her, he never said this sentence.

But now, her response can be heard.

Ok.

And those star-like eyes.

The words that I could not say many years ago are finally spoken today.

The answer I got was definitely yes.

Lu Shengjing's heart, which had been calm for many years, suddenly began to ripple, and these tiny ripples became increasingly uncontrollable and turned into a huge wave, flooding the entire embankment.

He felt that everything was a little unreal, too real to be true.

It's like sleeping on a cloud with cotton on your pillow.

After a long time, he woke up from this unreal feeling.

I confirmed all this in time, and couldn't wait to hold on tightly.

What he wants can no longer be lost, can no longer be missed, and can no longer flow away for no reason.

This time, he took her hand and said firmly, "Okay, let's go."