I like Mr. Jiang

Chapter 25

In fact, Lin Qi learned guitar by accident.

The preparatory primary school he studied in the UK is the best in the local area, and the high school is also the most famous boys’ public school in the UK. There are only two Chinese in the whole school, he and Wang Xiao. There are very few Asians, and the annual tuition fee is more than 30. , the alumni are not royals or politicians, but elites and academic masters.

Lin Qi has been learning English as his mother tongue since he was a child, and he learned French after he went abroad. In addition to many subjects in school, he also has to learn Taekwondo and close combat. He was originally from a military family, and even after going abroad, his family still attaches great importance to it. In terms of training, there is even a master who teaches him joint skills, and also learns piano and fencing...

In fact, heavy courses are not a nuisance to Lin Qi. He seems to have a strong innate self-control. Learning and thinking have become a kind of instinct. Once he stops, he will feel even more uncomfortable. For more than a month, he has not slacked off. He knows that if he wants to stand at the top of the food chain, he must have the ability to become a powerful predator.

Like his dad said, he is responsible for every decision he makes.

Lin Qi decided to learn guitar when he was 14 years old.

That autumn, he and Wang Xiao went to a small fishing village named AciTrezza in Catania, Italy. When they arrived, it was just at dusk. Lin Xi was thinking that it would be great if there was music at this time, when a familiar melody came from not far away, they followed the sound, and met a middle-aged man sitting on the ground and playing a guitar.

The man had a bushy beard and deep eyes, and quietly played "Romance De Amor" in the afterglow.

Lin Qi suddenly felt that playing the guitar was a very romantic thing. With a piano on his back, wherever he went, the music would follow him. Try to learn another musical instrument.

He already had a foundation in music, and it wasn't too difficult to learn.

The guitar in Lin Xi’s hands is inlaid with strange flower-shaped pearls on the bodyguard, the bridge is made of ebony with snowflake-shaped inlays, and the gold-coated tuning knobs are inlaid with delicate carvings and pearl shells. The craftsmanship is exquisite, and the luxury is in the details. Although it is not exaggerated, it looks very ostentatious, and it is different from the guitars Jiang Qiujin has seen before.

If there are experts here now, they must be able to recognize this historic guitar at a glance, because there are only 5 guitars of this Orchestra Model model in the world.

Of course, if they see an amateur boy who has just turned 17 play "Romance De Amor" with the guitar that they believe in, and nervously play two wrong notes, they will be heartbroken and bearded with anger All up.

But Jiang Qiujin was very supportive, he even applauded after Lin Qi finished playing a piece.

Jiang Qiujin's mother, Bai Mengwu, is a piano teacher at a famous music college in their city. She was originally a student in the piano department of that college. He took a guitar and played "Creative Love You" for her under the tree.

Jiang Yu is completely at the level of passers-by, and he was impressed by the top students of the Conservatory of Music. Now, Jiang Qiujin can understand his mother's feelings back then.

When a boy plays the piano for you wholeheartedly in front of you, he has an indescribable charm.

"I'm a little nervous, I made a mistake." Lin Qi put the piano away, looked at Jiang Qiujin with a calm face, "I'll play it for you next time when I finish practicing."

"It sounds good." Jiang Qiujin seemed afraid that he would not believe it, and added, "It sounds really good."

Lin Xi finally raised the corners of his lips slowly, picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of water, until the sweet taste filled his mouth, Lin Xi remembered that this cup was just used by Jiang Qiu...

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Jiang Qiu stopped talking, and looked at him with an unnatural expression.

"Then what," Lin Xi stood up pretending to be calm, "I'll wash the cup and pour you another cup."

"No, no need..." Jiang Qiujin said in a low voice, "It doesn't matter."

Just as Lin Qi was about to say something, there were footsteps outside the door, and the door was opened after a while. With Ling Ao behind his back, Yan Chengming pushed the door open with difficulty.

Yan Chengming's forehead was covered with sweat, and the silver-rimmed round-rimmed glasses he usually wore were put in his school uniform pocket. Ling Ao, who was lying on his back, looked a little unhappy, his perennially rosy lips were a little pale, and his left forearm was wrapped in a Gauze, the school uniform trousers on the left leg were pulled up above the knee, from the knee down to the instep, it was wrapped in gauze, and blood was still oozing out, and there were blood and dust on the school uniform. He put one arm around Yan Chengming's neck, Holding a running shoe in one hand, frowning with a look of lovelessness.

"What's going on?" Lin Qi helped Yan Chengming put Ling Ao on the chair, "Xiao Ao, this is cosplaying Harry Potter is not enough fun, you want to pretend to be a zombie?"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Qi was pushed by Ling Ao, and complained: "Gloating."

Yan Chengming didn't have time to catch his breath, so he went to pour Ling Ao a glass of water, and squatted down to help him take off his shoes.

Looking at his movements, Ling Ao blushed and said, "Don't worry about me, I'm lame, but my hands are still good!"

Yan Chengming patted his right calf reassuringly, put the shoes he threw on the floor back on the shoe rack, and took the dirty socks out of the balcony.

If Jiang Qiujin remembers correctly, Yan Chengming has a bit of a cleanliness freak. When he was at the seaside villa that day, Ji Bai punished him for hugging him. Afterwards, Jiang Qiujin saw him leave quietly and changed his clothes when he came back.

But now, he is helping Ling Ao wash dirty socks on the balcony.

He moved quickly. After drying the socks, he came back and opened Lin Xi's closet. He helped him get a loose T-shirt and trousers, and said calmly, "Change your clothes. The doctor told you not to wear long-sleeved trousers."

"How can I change it!" Ling Ao waved his gauze-wrapped hand, grinning in pain, "Oh, it hurts me to death!"

Yan Chengming frowned: "Don't move around."

Ling Ao pursed his lips, and said pitifully, "Tell me to change clothes and keep me still..."

Yan Chengming didn't say anything, and looked back at Lin Qi.

Lin Xi understood immediately, and took Jiang Qiujin's hand and walked to the balcony, "Ah Jin and I will go to the balcony to water the potted plants, otherwise we will die soon."

Jiang Qiu followed him out in a daze, seeing Lin Qi casually closing the curtain beside the glass sliding door, he felt very strange, and instinctively turned his head to take a look inside.

Through the gap in the curtains, he saw Yan Chengming half kneeling on the ground, lowering his head and unbuttoning Ling Ao's pants!

And Ling Ao stared at the ground red-faced.

Jiang Qiu's eyes widened in astonishment, because his heartbeat was messed up in this scene, as if he was holding a small animal in his heart, beating fast.

It's a pity that he couldn't watch it anymore, because Lin Xi turned his face around with his hands, pointed to the plants lined up on the balcony and said, "Little brother, let's water the potted plants."

Jiang Qiujin's face turned hot, he nodded, and Lin Qi took the water cup to water the potted plants in earnest.

After pouring the water, they also took a look at the scenery. It wasn't until Yan Chengming opened the curtains and went to the balcony to wash towels that they entered the dormitory with some embarrassment.

As they passed each other, Jiang Qiujin met Yan Chengming's eyes for the first time.

His eyes were actually very beautiful, like a cold pool in winter, just like his name, clear and clear.He is obviously gentle and elegant when wearing glasses, but he looks a bit cold and arrogant after taking them off.

As soon as he entered, he saw Ling Ao, who was wearing a white T-shirt and black trousers, sitting on the chair, with his arm resting on the back of the chair, his chin resting on the arm, and the gauze-bound arm was hanging weakly, like a wilted Tomato, although his face is flushed, is not angry.

Lin Xi couldn't understand the weird atmosphere, so he asked him, "Tell me, how did you do it?"

"What else can I do? After running 100 meters, I went to skateboard in Confucius Square. When I took the skateboard down the stairs, I fell and the blood spattered on the spot."

Lin Xi smiled meaningfully: "You saw Ah Cheng when you took the board down the stairs, did you lose your mind?"

Ling Ao was hit by the rumor, and became furious from embarrassment, he took an apple and threw it over.

Lin Xi took it lightly, and said provocatively, "It's all right now, I've become a little cripple."

"You!" Ling Ao was furious, "How did I treat you when you sprained your ankle before!"

Lin Qi raised the corners of his lips: "Well, you said that I looked like the Queen Mother of the Qing Dynasty when I supported Wang Xiao to walk."

Ling Ao also remembered it, and suddenly lost his confidence: "Can't you sympathize with me? This is much more serious for me. I may not even be able to be the Queen Mother."

Lin Xi sneered: "If you can't be a queen mother, you can still be a eunuch."

Ling Ao frowned, covered his hands and pretended to be pitiful: "It's too much, don't you have a performance the day after tomorrow? I might have to go to see it in a wheelchair."

Jiang Qiujin had been quietly listening to their arguments, and suddenly opened his eyes when he heard this, looked at Lin Qi, and asked, "You have a performance the day after tomorrow? What kind of performance?"

Ling Ao answered for him: "School celebration, Lin Qi is the favorite to win the top ten singer competition."

Lin Qi rubbed Jiang Qiujin's hair, and said with a smile, "I wanted to tell you later."

Jiang Qiujin frowned: "You should have told me earlier."

"If I said it earlier, there would be no surprises." Lin Qi changed the subject lightly, "When will you get well? Will there be scars?"

"The doctor said, you can't exercise vigorously within two months, pay close attention to the wound, and there should be no scars."

At this time, Yan Chengming walked up to Ling Ao with a wet towel, and he raised his hand consciously, asking Yan Chengming to help wipe off the blood, and said to Lin Qi disapprovingly: "What are you afraid of leaving scars? A man's medal."

Hearing this, Yan Chengming raised his head and took a deep look at him, he immediately froze, his voice lowered a bit: "It's not so easy to leave scars..."

Jiang Qiujin looked at the movements of Yan Chengming's hands, with a thoughtful expression on his face, he seemed to see something...

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Another time, Lin Qi accidentally drank all the water in Jiang Qiu's glass.

Jiang Qiu looked at him eagerly, and said half-heartedly: "You drank my water."

Lin Xi put down his cup and approached him: "So?"

Jiang Qiujin blushed and said with a stiff neck, "If you drink my water, you will sleep with me."

The author begged for a book review with tears in his eyes

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