The Rich and Powerful Marry: the Rebirth of the Ace Chapter 89

   Chapter 89 089: Violin Competition

  The old lady Song suddenly got angry, Song Boyang was startled, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

   He has been obsessed with Mrs. Song since he was a child, and he is no exception when he grows up.

   "Grandma, I."

   "Kneel down!"

   Mrs. Song sternly scolded her coldly.

   has only two characters.

   However, Song Boyang's legs softened instantly, and he knelt directly on the ground.

  Plop!

   It would be incredible if there were other people there.

  Who would dare to believe that the most sought after actor outside would actually kneel in front of an old man with silver hair.

   Mrs. Song just looked down at Song Boyang with anger in her eyes.

   "I ask you, what's your last name?"

   "Song."

   "Memorize the Song family rules to me."

   The Song family has always had family rules and ancestors.

   Every child starts to recite from the age of three.

Although he hasn't read the family rules for many years, Song Boyang can still open his mouth when he mentions it at this time, "The country has prohibitions, and the family has rules. The first rule of Song's family rules: hold justice, shoulder morality; a gentleman loves money, take it. Right."

   Mrs. Song put her hands behind her back and listened carefully.

   When she heard a certain sentence, she suddenly said, "Fingers to heart, brothers and sisters respectful, filial piety to parents, and love to younger sister. Let me ask you, who is your sister?"

   Song Boyang lowered his head.

   His sister is Song Yiyan and Song Yan.

  For a moment, Song Boyang looked up at Mrs. Song, "Grandma, I never said that Yanyan was not my sister. I just wanted you to be fair to Yiyan."

  The old lady Song asked angrily, "Is there anyone in this family who abused her?"

   Song Boyang shook his head.

   "Someone cut her food and clothing?"

   Song Boyang shook his head.

   "Did someone miss her in education?"

   Mrs. Song asked three questions in a row, and Song Boyang shook his head.

"Since there are none, then explain to me, why is it fair?" The old lady Song's face seemed to be covered with frost, and every word she said was heartbroken, "She has always been held in the palm of her hand by her parents, brother, and family members. Growing up, I have never been hurt in the slightest, and I don't even know what it feels like to be hungry and poor! On the contrary, my poor Yanyan, I don't know how much suffering I have suffered from the traffickers, you are fair to me now! You are worthy of being a brother ?"

   Finally, Mrs. Song's eyes were a little red.

  Song Yan is the only granddaughter of the Song family, and she is her last bottom line.

   Song Boyang lowered his head.

   There was no expression on his face.

  Although he also wanted to find Song Yan, if Song Boyang had a deeper affection for Song Yiyan than his younger sister he had never met.

after all.

   The person who grew up with him is Song Yiyan.

   The person who has a brother-sister relationship with him is also Song Yiyan.

  Song Yan was just a paper man called his sister to him.

   He didn't understand why Mrs. Song was so sensitive to this matter.

  Song Yan has been missing all these years, and she doesn't know her temperament at all. If she is full of problems, isn't she the granddaughter that Mrs. Song imagined?

At least.

  Song Yan should not be as good as Song Yiyan.

   Although he thought so, Song Boyang knew Mrs. Song's temperament. If she didn't admit her mistake at this time, Mrs. Song would never let him go.

   "Grandma, I know I was wrong."

   Mrs. Song didn't bother to look at him, "Go away."

  Song Boyang immediately got up from the ground and ran out the door.

   Looking at Song Boyang's back, Mrs. Song reluctantly pressed her forehead.

   After coming out of Mrs. Song's room, Song Boyang kept holding a sigh of relief and came to Song Bochen's room.

   knocked on the door.

  Song Bochen was handling official business when he heard a voice without raising his head, "Come in."

  Song Boyang pushed the door and went in.

   "Big Brother."

"What's wrong?"

   Song Boyang sighed.

  Song Bochen put down the document, "Why are you sighing?"

   "Grandma gave me a lesson just now."

   "Because of what?"

  Song Boyang recounted what happened, and finally said: "Brother, are you saying that grandma is too partial! It really **** me off!"

   "Are you still angry?" Song Bochen frowned, "Grandma is right, have you forgotten who your sister is?"

   Song Boyang was taken aback.

   "Brother, why are you like this?"

   He originally wanted to come to Song Bochen to complain, but he didn't expect Song Bochen and old lady Song to breathe out from the same nostril.

"Little sister left her parents in less than a month! No one knows what kind of life she leads. Compared with most people, what kind of life Yiyan lives, you know better than anyone else! But now you But because of some irrelevant issues, you go to bother grandma, aren't you looking for scolding?"

   Same as Mrs. Song.

   In Song Bochen's eyes, only Song Yan is her sister.

   "Brother! Don't you think this is unfair to Yiyan? It doesn't matter to Yiyan if my little sister is lost, why do you force these things on her head?"

   "No one has ever blamed her for this. It was she who overestimated her own strength and delusionally took the place of the younger sister."

   Song Boyang just looked at Song Bochen like this, with disbelief in his eyes.

the other side.

   Song Yiyan's bedroom.

  Mother Zhang held a bowl of nutritional supplements in front of Song Yiyan, "Miss, drink it while it's hot."

"thanks."

  Song Yiyan thanks politely.

  Mother Zhang glanced at Song Yiyan and said hesitantly, "I just came back from the old lady's place and heard something that I shouldn't have heard, and I don't know if I should tell you."

  Song Yiyan's eyes changed, and then she said: "Mother Zhang, you have always been like an elder in my eyes. If you have something to say, just say it directly."

   "You are not one of the family's own flesh and blood after all, you have to leave room for yourself in everything." Zhang Ma paused, then continued: "Just now, the old lady gave the second young master a lesson and told the second young master."

   Having said that, she glanced at Song Yiyan, her tone hesitated.

  Song Yiyan turned to look at Zhang Ma, "Just say it directly."

   Zhang Ma continued: "She means, you will never want to be the real eldest lady of this family."

After listening to   , Song Yiyan's heart fell to the bottom of the ice.

  Although she already knew the answer, she still felt very uncomfortable when she heard these words, and it was hard to breathe.

  Mother Zhang looked at the closed door, "Actually, you don't have to worry too much, they will never find Song Yan."

   Hearing this, Song Yiyan widened her eyes and looked at Zhang Ma.

   Ma Zhang smiled, "Miss, I hope you will be happy forever."

   Before Song Yiyan could react, Ma Zhang turned around and left.

   River City.

   Soon came the day of the violin competition.

   There are 108 contestants in total.

  Song 婳 represents Northbridge High School.

  Li Yu and Yun Shiyao accompanied Song Wei to the backstage.

   Seeing Song Jing walk in, everyone talked a lot.

  The girl was clearly wearing a very simple school uniform, but she stood out from the crowd.

   extraordinary.

   "She's so pretty!"

   "Who is that?"

   "I heard that she is the new school flower of North Bridge."

   "No wonder it looks so good."

   "Good-looking is good-looking, but the reputation is not very good, you don't know? She came from the countryside, I guess she didn't want to win the ranking this time, she just wanted to show her face!"

   After a while, there was another discussion at the entrance.

   is Song Baoyi here.

  Song Baoyi wears delicate makeup on her face and carries an elegant and precious violin.

   "Oh my God! Miss Song is carrying 'Lan', right?"

  'Lan' is a world-renowned violin, made by the western artist Charles, with a natural rhythm, which is the same in the world.

   Usually people can only see it in books, but I didn't expect that 'Lan' was actually in Song Baoyi's hands.

   "I really envy Miss Song, not only with a famous piano, but also with a famous teacher."

   "Famous teacher? Who is Miss Song's teacher?"

   "One of today's judges, Professor Feng."

   Hearing this sentence, everyone gasped again.

  Song Baoyi is a goddess of luck to be able to worship Professor Feng as a teacher.

   is amazing.

   "Hey, do you know? Miss Song and the newly promoted school girl from Beiqiao are sisters."

"That Song Hua is just the adopted daughter of the Song family who knows nothing. She just uses her beauty to show off. It is estimated that she is not even human, and it is not ashamed to carry a broken piano on her back! "

   Everyone turned their heads and saw that Song Jing was indeed carrying an ordinary entry-level violin.

   How can anyone use this kind of piano for competition?

  Only those who do not understand the piano will be ignorant and fearless.

   "Do you really think that being pretty can be eaten as a meal? This is a violin competition, not a beauty pageant. Even if it's a beauty pageant, it won't be her straw bag!"

  Li Yan was so angry at these words that she had to come forward and reason.

  Song Wei was not arrogant or impetuous, and took Li Yan's hand, "Let's speak with strength."

   She never cared what the outside world said.

  Being yourself is the most important thing.

   Hearing the voices of the crowd, Song Baoyi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes.

   Xiao Yezhong wants to compare with her?

  Dream.

   Soon, Song Baoyi withdrew his gaze and walked towards the front hall.

It is said that.

   Mr. Xian Ting will also appear at the game today.

   She is looking forward to Mr. Xianting seeing her performance.

   Zheng Minzhen saw Song Baoyi, and immediately walked over and said with a smile, "Baoyi, don't be nervous for a while, I'm looking forward to your performance."

   Since that day at the Song family villa, Zheng Minzhen has never heard the same sound of the piano again.

   Zheng Minzhen hopes that Song Baoyi can break through herself today and reach the same or even higher level when she was in the Song family villa that day.

   "Good teacher, don't worry, I won't let you down."

   Zheng Minzhen nodded in satisfaction.

After saying hello to Zheng Minzhen, Song Baoyi saw an unexpected figure.

   is Yu Tingzhi.

   The good mood in Song Baoyi's eyes was instantly replaced by a layer of disgust.

   How did that trash know that she was coming to the violin competition?

   How could such a person appear in the same place with Mr. Xianting?

   Simply disgusting!

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   (end of this chapter)

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