Zhou Shaochuan seemed to be hit hard by someone, and his chest was sore, but he was unable to refute.

Gripping his teeth, he turned and walked towards the exit of the parking lot.

"This kind of person deserves to be slapped in the face!" Zhao Yiyi walked over with a smile and looked at the sports car in front of her curiously, "Sister Jun, this seems to be a Lamborghini, I have never even taken it."

Jun Qing took out the car key and handed it to her.

"Drive away!"

"No, no..." Zhao Yiyi waved her hand in fear, "Sister Jun, I...I don't dare to drive this car."

After working as an assistant for several years, there is certainly no problem with driving skills.

This car is too expensive, and Zhao Yiyi really dare not drive it.

"It's just a broken car, not a treasure." Jun Qing pulled Zhao Yiyi's arm and stuffed her into the driver's seat. "Be careful on the road and wear a seat belt."

He raised his hand to help her close the car door, and Jun Qing turned around and left.

"Sister Jun, Jun..."

Seeing Jun Qing walking further and further without looking back, Zhao Yiyi reluctantly withdrew her gaze, took a deep breath, put on her seat belt, carefully started the car, and drove out of the parking lot.

Watching Zhao Yiyi drive the car from afar, Jun chuckled and shook his head, turned around and walked towards the teaching building, and came to the piano practice room.

She has passed the piano class test this semester, so there is no need to waste time listening to the teacher's class.

Now, Jun Qing must hurry up and prepare for the rematch of "The King of Masks".

During this period, she has been paying attention to the "Mask King" competition. In the other two preliminary rounds, the winners are also very strong.

As Mu Jinbai said, this rematch will definitely be more difficult than the preliminary round.

If she wants to stand out, she has to be better than she did in the preliminary round.

From song selection to song adaptation, she was very attentive.

Compared with the music score, Jun Qing sang while playing the piano, modifying it bit by bit, trying...

The girl turned her back to the door and was serious, not even noticed Leng Mo who pushed the door open.

Standing at the door with a cello on his back, his eyes falling in the sun. Jun Qing, who was playing the violin seriously, stopped in surprise.

From his perspective, she can only see her side face.

The sun shone in through the window, coating her side face with a hazy golden halo. The silhouette was so dazzling that it made people dare not look at her.

The girl's voice is clear and melodious.

That tone...

It seems familiar!

After singing a paragraph, Jun Qing played an interlude with a violin. He felt that the effect was pretty good, so he stopped satisfied.

Leng Mo, who was swept from the corner of his eyes, smiled at him with a side face.

"Leng Mo? So early!"

"Ah..." Leng Mo came back to his senses, "Sorry, I don't know you are here, I thought you would have class in the morning."

"I don't have a class today." Jun Qing used his left hand to pinch the music score on the piano and handed it to him, "You are an expert in orchestral music, please give me some advice."

Leng Mo walked into the practice room and took the music score she handed over.

His heart hopped heavily when he saw the wound on her wrist inadvertently.

When he was rehearsing in the small auditorium yesterday, he felt that Jun Qing's tone sounded a little familiar. Just now he heard her singing, he felt more and more that he had heard it somewhere.

Seeing the wound on her wrist made him unable to help but think of someone.

As a musician, he participated in "The King of Masks", his position was on the left side of the stage, and you can clearly see the singers on the stage.

Among the few preliminary matches, Mrs.D was the one who impressed Leng Mo the most.

While Mrs.D was playing the guitar on the stage, he also saw her wrist injury.
Chapter completed!