Unparalleled Crazy System
Ning Yawen's

Due to Ning Yawen's request, Ye Hao and Song Xiaoyue stood together and took a photo.

I don't know why Ye Hao felt that Song Xiaoyue was reluctant, but he was very obedient to Ning Yawen's words.

"Done. It feels so good, you two really aren't boyfriends." Ning Yawen smiled and looked at the photo on the phone.

Ye Hao and Song Xiaoyue came with curiosity.

Now even they themselves are dumbfounded.

Ye Hao finally knew why those people were so amazed when he looked at him, because right now the boy in the photo was really handsome.

This was actually not Ye Hao's own narcissism.

He used to think that he was just a handsome young man, but he did not expect that he would be wearing an ordinary white coat at the moment, with a hint of wet hair and small white cheeks, giving people the feeling of an old-fashioned handsome man. .

When paired with Song Xiaoyue in the photo, it was just a kind of picture of a son's daughter in an ancient story.

It was just that their facial expressions were a bit unnatural.

Ye Hao looked at his picture, a little awkward, he turned off the topic and asked: "Song Xiaoyue, I just saw what you were talking about with Sister Yawen, what's up." Song Xiaoyue was startled, the next moment her joyous expression appeared again on Ning Yawen's face, pointed towards Ning Yawen and shouted: “I just saw a lot of appreciation in Miss Ning's second floor room. It turned out that Miss Ning was an idol that I admired when I was a child. At the municipal, provincial and even state level

Award for home-level instrumental performance. "

"He knew not only the piano but also the violin, and even the guzheng, he also dabbled in many ancient Chinese instruments."

"He is also an honorary teacher of the Jiangnan Conservatory of Music."

Song Xiaoyue looked at Ning Yawen with eyes of admiration, like seeing an idol.

Ye Hao also looked at Ning Yawen in surprise, but he did not expect that the owner of the little piano shop still had so much identity.

“Then why Sister Yawen returned to Haicheng?” Ye Hao asked in confusion. “I also ask this question now. Sister Yawen was at the peak of her career a few years ago. Back then he even represented his country in international competitions, but he had no idea why he had suddenly kept quiet. I have never seen Miss Ning again in competition or in public

. He disappeared for a few years, otherwise I wouldn't have missed him at first sight. "

Song Xiaoyue looked at Ning Yawen confusedly: "Why did you suddenly rise from the world of instrumental music?"

Ning Yawen's face suddenly became a little silent, she did not speak, but stood there quietly.

Ye Hao glared at Song Xiaoyue, it was clear that the question he asked touched something in Ning Yawen's heart so he didn't want to tell anyone else.

"Nm ... I think it's too early. I have to take back Song Xiaoyue. I won't bother you today, and I'll return the clothes with mine the next day." Ye Hao thanked him and left the piano shop with Song Xiaoyue.

Ning Yawen just said goodbye weakly, with a lot of loneliness hidden in his eyes.

“Did I just ask a question that shouldn't be asked.” Song Xiaoyue sat in the taxi and saw a row of pianos moving behind him.

"It's good to know." Ye Haobai glanced at Song Xiaoyue.

Song Xiaoyue suddenly thought of something. He looked at Ye Hao and asked, "I vaguely remember that you hit someone on KTV before? Are you okay?"

"Don't worry, those guys shot you the first time. If I hit them, they deserve it. There's not gonna be anything. But you, don't run next time. The most important thing is KTV. People can't come, you still have to drink until dawn alone. "

Ye Hao curled his lips, but there was still one worry on his mind, and it was the two corpses of the Ye Family in black clothes left behind on KTV. What if they were found by the police.

Back then, I was too anxious and didn't think too much about it, now it's uncomfortable to go back and deal with it.

Forget it, take one step at a time. "That's right. You're in a good mood now, how can you tell your parents when you come back later?" Ye Hao looked at Song Xiaoyue, but he did not forget his mission. What a long-term mission is equivalent to instantly turning himself into this. Nanny Song Xiaoyue had to watch her realize step by step

Want him to be happy? I'm leaving, what is this.

But the mission had no time limit, it was pretty good. As for the reward, it was written the mysterious word directly. I don't know what the mysterious award is.

"I thought about it. I will go back and talk to my parents and let them give me another chance," Song Xiaoyue said firmly with his fists clenched.

"Yes. Isn't that just a game of defeat. It's still at Haicheng's level. Let's go to the provincial level later." Ye Hao looked at Song Xiaoyue inductively.

He still remembered that the second task of Song Xiaoyue's mission was to let this girl participate in the Jiangnan Province Instrumental Music Competition a month later.

Although Ye Hao had never heard of this game, since it was a task created by the system, it was bound to exist.

Now Ye Hao was increasingly convinced of the system's capabilities, and even blacks could tell in advance that blacks appeared outside.

I have to say that Ye Hao is becoming more and more curious about the people who developed this system, how great the technology is and its ability to develop such a system. "Don't joke, I'm still in the Jiangnan Province Instrumental Music Competition at my level. Did you know that the judges of the competition were all national level artists, and that being able to perform in it not only required a lot of people" Talent, I still needed a quota, and Haicheng I attended before

In the competition, only the top three occupied that spot. "

When Song Xiaoyue said this, he lowered his head in frustration.

“Do not get discouraged, we always have a chance.” Ye Hao watched Song Xiaoyue clench his fists and encourage.

Just kidding, the punishment of the mission is there, if you lose, I will be naked in the crowd!

"Well." Song Xiaoyue looked at Ye Hao, covered his mouth and chuckled.

"Okay, don't laugh. Anyways! I almost forgot. You're quick to call your parents to save them from worry." Ye Hao reminded.

"Yes." Yeah." Song Xiaoyue nodded. He pulled his phone out of his pocket, but the phone screen was black; "The phone is dead."

“I don't have electricity.” Ye Hao gave the phone in his hand to Song Xiaoyue's hand.

Song Xiaoyue picked up the phone and pressed his parents' number, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

"Don't hesitate, if you don't come back. After forty-eight hours, your parents will call the police." Ye Hao smiled and looked out the window, where it was still raining.

It is raining this autumn, and it will not stop for a while.

There was no sound next to him for a while, and Ye Hao turned his head in doubt, and saw Song Xiaoyue raise his head and fall behind the chair, he said, hanging weakly in a chair with a cell phone in his hand.

"Don't pretend, hurry up and call." Ye Hao pushed Song Xiaoyue dumbfounded. This girl was still afraid to call her parents.

But Ye Hao touched Song Xiaoyue a few times.

Song Xiaoyue did not react in any way, and when Ye Hao's hand touched Song Xiaoyue's skin, he could feel an increased burning sensation.

Ye Hao's face changed, and he covered Song Xiaoyue's head with his hands.

39,8!

Ye Hao, who had the bonus of medical skills, instantly felt Song Xiaoyue's head temperature.

This girl is fine now, why did she suddenly have a fever!

Ye Hao's face sank, and a few words appeared in his mind.

Fever caused by sudden acute flu! Ye Hao immediately shouted to the taxi driver: "Master, quickly go to the doctor ..."