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   Fudan University was besieged.

  With Wenhui's piano album being released on the market, and with rave reviews, journalists from all over the country rushed over and surrounded Fudan University.

  The purpose is to interview Wenhui himself.

   There was a stalemate for half a day, but Wenhui never showed up, and Fudan University sent people to make a rescue.

  However, this still does not affect its popularity in China.

  As the only Chinese national who has won the piano grand prix in the world, and was recognized as a "pianist" at a young age, Wen Hui is undoubtedly very dazzling.

To put it bluntly, Wen Hui, as a girl, has already created a piece of history from the moment she became the champion of the Liszt International Piano Grand Prix. She is the first Chinese pianist to gain a great reputation internationally. Among certain groups of people, his status was no less than Zhang Xuan's achievements and reputation.

  Now she is frequently invited by Western countries to participate in various large-scale performances in the form of a guest performer, and to show off her skills on the same stage with the top celebrities in the industry. This is a great affirmation in itself.

   Three words can describe the enthusiasm of Chinese people: extremely rare! Win glory for the country! And there is honor!

   On this day, Wen Hui became the focus of the country and the darling of the media. She was reported extensively in newspapers and television, and even appeared on CCTV morning news and noon news.

   It can be said to be a sensation all over the country.

  On this day, there is only one most famous name in the country, Wen Hui.

  On this day, Wen Hui's profile photo became the obsessed idol of countless boys and girls, elegant and dignified, with a pearl comb inserted in her long black hair that was casually rolled up, matching her figure and temperament, exuding oriental classical charm.

   It is precisely this striking temperament that many well-known media in Europe and the United States have described Wenhui in this way: a charming oriental pianist.

   Seeing such reports from abroad, Zhang Xuan was a little happy, and thought in his heart: The eyes of these ghosts are finally **** right for once.

  While Zhang Xuan was carefully reading the newspapers of the past two days, the door of the room opened quietly, and a head came in.

  Zhang Xuan noticed the movement immediately, raised his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

   Being discovered, Yang Manjing stepped in, walked like a cat, and whispered, "Brother, is Wenhui really my sister-in-law?"

  Zhang Xuan looked at her and said nothing.

  Yang Manjing sat down beside him, gesturing exaggeratedly with both hands: "You don't know, just now we saw a report about Wen Hui on TV, and my parents and grandpa discussed her for half an hour.

  The tone of the words inside and outside the words is so envious, and you compare me, saying that I am not this, and I am not that, it is really annoying.”

  Zhang Xuan laughed: "With your character, you didn't fight back?"

  Yang Manjing smiled and said: "Of course I fought back. It is said that dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, and the sons of mice can make holes. It is okay for them to envy Wenhui, but they have to see clearly who they are.

   Besides, so what if Wenhui is so powerful and amazing? Isn't he still my brother's crotch minister? "

   As she spoke, Yang Manjing winked and said, "Your servant! YOYOYO!"

  Zhang Xuan was speechless: "Are you itchy?"

  Yang Manjing probed: "Brother, how did you catch up with Wen Hui?"

  Zhang Xuan tilted his head and pointed at his face: "It's just my face, why do I still need to chase after it?"

  Yang Manjing was surprised: "Could it be that Wen Hui chased you?"

  Zhang Xuan hummed shamelessly.

  Yang Manjing obviously didn't believe it: "Huh? Little Eleven said Wenhui was very beautiful, and that you were always a pug following her in college. Is this why she chased you?"

   Zhang Xuan was dissatisfied, and frowned slightly: "Is this what Little Eleven told you?"

   When it came to her best friend, Yang Manjing hurriedly shook her hand: "No, I guess, if Wenhui wasn't so beautiful, wouldn't Xiao Shiyi have been slept with by you long ago?

  But Xiao Shishi is still a big girl with yellow flowers. Either you are not good at it, or there is a better substitute than her. "

  Zhang Xuanyang wanted to beat someone up: "I'm a billionaire now, don't be too big or too young, or if I hit you, your parents will pretend not to see it."

  Yang Manjing nodded vigorously: "I believe what you say, as long as my mother is so snobby, don't say you hit me now, even if you got me into bed, you will pretend not to know."

   Zhang Xuan was so angry that he got up and slapped his hands.

  Yang Manjing was already prepared for this, and when her hands were still in the air, she hurriedly dodged back, staring at him and saying:

   "Oh, don't be so radical, can you, I'm just joking.

  Besides, there has been a saying that a cousin marries a cousin since ancient times. We have an example downstairs. If you don’t believe it, you can ask your uncle. "

  Zhang Xuan originally wanted to chase her and beat her up, but when he thought of the uncle and aunt outside, he sat back with restraint, "Tell me, what exactly are you looking for?"

  Yang Manjing looked at him, looked at him patiently, tentatively returned to her original position after a while, sat down and said, "Brother, I want Wenhui's autographed photo."

  Zhang Xuan said unhappily: "I don't have any."

  Yang Manjing curled her lips: "She is yours, you can hug and touch her at any time, what more do you need for an autographed photo?"

  Zhang Xuan: "."

   Seeing that his face was not so happy, Yang Manjing, who had learned to read words and expressions, hurriedly poured him a cup of tea, and changed the subject and said, "Xiao Shiyi is not in a good mood recently, I think you should go and see her."

  Zhang Xuan asked calmly: "Have you seen her?"

  Yang Manjing was a little serious, "Because of your matter, she and Aunt Yueming have been having conflicts."

  Zhang Xuan signaled her to continue.

  Yang Manjing said: "Aunt Yueming brought up the old matter again, and still hopes that Xiao Shiyi will study abroad and completely forget about you, but Xiao Shiyi didn't take this seriously at all, so she kept arguing."

  Hearing this, Zhang Xuan seemed to understand Xiao Shiyi's behavior in the office today. As guessed, it was really a show for her family.

  So he asked, "What's her father's attitude?"

  Yang Manjing thought for a while and said: "In this matter, Uncle Jin seems to have been acting as a peacemaker, and even in my opinion, he is more inclined to Xiao Shiyi.

  The reason is very simple. He may feel that there is only one daughter, and at this age, the best time to study abroad has been missed, and he does not want to be separated. "

  Zhang Xuan lowered his head and drank his tea, but did not express his opinion.

  After waiting for a long time, but seeing him not speak, Yang Manjing couldn't help but ask, "Brother, make a statement! What is your attitude towards Little Eleven?"

  Zhang Xuan drank the tea in one breath without haste, put down the cup and said leisurely: "My attitude, Xiaoshi, has known for a long time. The problem is not with me, but with her. She has to figure it out on her own."

  Yang Manjing's eyes brightened, she put her hands on the table and asked hastily, "So, you don't reject her?"

  Zhang Xuan didn't bother to pay attention, and stretched out his hand to push her dog's head away.

  At night, Zhang Xuan couldn't sleep in bed, so he called Shuang Ling and Mi Jian first.

   After thinking about it later, I found the small eleven number and called it.

   Unexpectedly, Xiaoshi refused to answer, and sent a text message saying: I am watching the moon with my dear mother, what do you want to do with Miss Ben?

   Without waiting for Zhang Xuan's reply, she sent another text message: You can chat with me, but I can't warm the bed tonight.

  Zhang Xuan asked: Why not?

  Xiao Shishi: Aren’t you at your uncle’s house? My body is very sensitive when you touch me, and my voice is waxy and clear. If I come here, they will not be able to sleep well tonight.

   Zhang Xuan was convinced, and typed: Nothing, just asking casually.

  Xiao Shiyi asked: How many times am I greeted by you tonight?

  Zhang Xuan told her: The third one.

  Little Eleven: The pick is quite high, it seems that Yang Manjing is looking for you tonight.

  Zhang Xuan: Yes.

  Xiao Shiyi sent a text message: Don’t worry about me, my mother and I have been used to bickering for 20 years. Even without you, we would still quarrel non-stop. This is our way of communication.

  Zhang Xuan: Your way of communication is really special.

  Xiao Shishi: You can’t blame me, the main reason is that my mother is not strong enough, and I always feel that there is an opportunity to take advantage of.

  Zhang Xuan: Do you want her to chase you down with a kitchen knife?

  Xiao Shishi: If she cuts me with a kitchen knife, will you block it for me?

  Zhang Xuan answered very simply: No.

  Xiao Shishi: What a ruthless man.

  Zhang Xuan: Let’s understand and understand each other. My family has a great career and so many women. Who will support them after I die.

  Little Eleven: I will raise it for you.

  Zhang Xuan: I'm afraid you ate them.

  Xiao Shishi typed with a smile: I am so terrible in your heart?

  Zhang Xuan: What else? Think for yourself.

  Xiao Shiyi seems to understand his hidden meaning: Well, this girl really needs to think about it.

   Seeing her daughter burying her hair and sending text messages all the time, with a smile on her face, Qin Yueming and Su Jin next to her looked at each other, knowing it well.

  Qin Yueming gave her husband a look, and walked back to the bedroom first.

  Su Jin understood and followed behind.

  Qin Yueming closed the bedroom door and whispered, "It must be Zhang Xuan."

  Su Jin didn't refute, and he thought so too.

  Seeing this, Qin Yueming said very seriously: "Su Jin, you have to stand in line with me, and don't just watch your daughter jump into the fire pit."

  Su Jin shook his head: "It's useless, it's too late."

  Qin Yueming pressed tightly: "How will you know if you don't try?"

   Helpless, Su Jin talked about what he saw in the office today, and then said: "You should calm down. You have wanted to control her since you were a child, but you have never succeeded. The more you control, the more rebellious she will be."

  Qin Yueming's heart tightened when he heard this, and he asked in a trembling tone, "Are they in the office?"

  Su Jin said: "I'm not completely sure, but you know your daughter, if you really care about one thing, eight horses can't pull back. At least you and I can't pull back."

  Hearing this, Qin Yueming stopped cooking completely.

   After a long time, Qin Yueming walked around the room and said, "No, I have to know Zhang Xuan."

  Su Jin asked back: "See you, but after meeting Zhang Xuan, what do you say?"

  Qin Yueming replied: "Say what you have, what you want to say, I will tell the truth."

  Su Jin asked: "Do you think your daughter will listen to you afterwards? Zhang Xuan will listen to you?"

  Qin Yueming stood on the spot: "Then what can you do?"

  Looking at each other, Su Jin sighed: "While still alive, why don't you think of a way to have another one?"

  Qin Yueming stamped his feet, stomped his feet

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