After a while, Song Yunshen reprimanded him coldly in the car.

"How did you park the car? Can't you see such a big puddle? She got a shoe of dirty water ."

Mr. Chen rarely saw his boss lecture him so obviously. His hands trembled and he almost lost his grip on the steering wheel.

"Oh no, I've met a little girl who can make my boss lose his temper."

Mr. Chen did not dare to breathe loudly. He admitted his mistake and said, "Sorry, I'll be careful next time."

Next time.

Song Yunshen narrowed his eyes.

Well, It's good to have a next time.

Thinking of this, his mood seemed to improve a little.

Meng Zijin was tired all day. When she returned home and saw her parents snuggling up on the sofa in the living room watching a movie, she pursed her lips and chose to ignore them. She went upstairs silently.

After a while, when she touched the bed, her cell phone vibrated twice in succession.

Meng Zijin lay on the bed and raised her mobile phone listlessly.

Several messages popped up in the group chat of the "Scholar Family".

Xu Qiang said, "Baby, add Uncle Zac's son on WhatsApp."

There was also a WeChat business card of Guo Jiamu attached.

The funny thing was that Meng Yongnian, a henpecked husband, even sent a few echoing emojis below.

Meng Zijin was speechless.

Zijin said, "No!" "Don't I need to be reserved as a girl?" "Is this how you teach your daughter?"

After a while, the couple in the living room quickly replied.

Xu Qiang said, "Baby, you're right. Mom will ask Jiamu to add you."

Meng Zijin was speechless.

After taking a shower and lying on the bed, there were no more annoying pop-ups in her WeChat. Meng Zijin finally breathed a sigh of relief, wrapped herself in the small quilt, and slowly fell asleep.

There seemed to be another torrential rain in the night.

Meng Zijin fell into a dream, sometimes sinking and sometimes floating, sometimes she falling into the water, sometimes into a sponge, and finally rising into the clouds.

In her dream, there was a man in a mask holding her hand and kissing her. He moved up along her fair arm, found her lips, and bit her hard. Then, he smiled proudly, stared at her frightened expression, and took off his mask.

Meng Zijin saw his face clearly.

"Isn't that Song Yunshen!?"

The person on the bed kicked up her arms and hands at the same time and sat up from the bed.

It was still spring, but her body was covered with a layer of sweat.

It was caused by the dream just now.

Meng Zijin looked up and saw that it was her bedroom. She realized that it was a dream and lay back down awkwardly for a long time.

After a while, the phone rang and cut off her thoughts.

On the other end of the line, Zheng Yuyu was so anxious that he stamped his feet. An ear-piercing voice came from the other end of the phone, " Meng Zijin, have you forgotten today's professional test?"

Meng Zijin groaned. She had completely forgotten about it. She rubbed her eyes, propped herself up, and asked, "What?"

Zheng Yuyu was furious. "A professional class test! The old witch's class test! My god, I can't wait for you. I'll rush in now! Hurry up and come here. I'll try my best to find an excuse to save you!"

The phone was hung up all of a sudden. Meng Zijin was stunned for a while before she slowly came back to her senses.

"Mom! I'm done!" When she realized what Zheng Yuyu was talking about, Meng Zijin cried and hurriedly washed up and changed her clothes. Then she got into her driver's car while Ms. Xu Qiang was nagging.

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Yuyu immediately sent her the door number of the piano classroom. As soon as she arrived at school, Meng Zijin rushed to the room 302 regardless of her image as a goddess.

"Bang!" Unexpectedly, she bumped into a wall of flesh. Meng Zijin was bounced back and hit a pillar behind her.

Feeling a burst of pain, Meng Zijin rubbed her head and could only apologize first. "I'm sorry, I was in a hurry to attend class. Sorry for offending you!"

Song Yunshen sucked in a deep breath.

This girl hit him with quite a bit of force.

He felt a dull pain in his chest.

As soon as he stepped into the corridor, a familiar figure suddenly rushed into his sight. As soon as he confirmed who it was, this figure directly bumped into him.

Song Yunshen covered his chest and laughed thoughtfully. " Meng Zijin, you really like to hit me."

Last time, it was a car. This time, it was a human.

"Meng Zijin You should pay attention in such an early morning!" Professor Gao was talking to Song Yunshen about something interesting when he was hit by Meng Zijin, which ruined the atmosphere.

Meng Zijin was dizzy. Hearing Song Yunshen teasing her and Gary's reprimand, she opened her mouth feebly and said, "Why didn't you avoid me when you saw me!"

Professor Gao patted her on the head and said, "How dare you!"

"It hurts!" Meng Zijin frowned. However, it was too late and she didn't have time to tangle with him. She glared at Song Yunshen, who had a faint smile on his face, and was about to continue rushing forward.

Her arm was gently held by someone, and then a big hand covered his head and rubbed it gently.

Song Yunshen smiled, but his expression was serious. "Did you hear that? Don't be rude. You'll be beaten if you don't respect your elders and seniors."

Meng Zijin was speechless.

Both eyes were not enough to glare at him!

Meng Zijin didn't have time to respond. She shook her hand and rushed to the room 302.

Song Yunshen waved his hand and smiled helplessly.

Professor Gao looked at him kindly and asked, "Do you also think this girl is interesting?"

Song Yunshen put his hand back into his coat pocket and chuckled without responding.

Meng Zijin sprinted into the classroom as fast as she could. On the stage, the old witch was absorbed in the music played by a boy student, with her eyes closed. Meng Zijin said, "It was so close." Then she carefully found the seat next to Zheng Yuyu. After sitting down, she was paralyzed immediately.

Zheng Yuyu was so nervous that her hands were shaking. Seeing that she finally arrived, she stretched out her claws and pinched her gently. Then she pointed at the mobile phone, indicating that she should turn it on silent.

Meng Zijin understood and did as she was told.

After calming her breathing and adjusting her state, Meng Zijin squeezed the hand of Zheng Yuyu to ease her tension.

Zheng Yuyu replied with a relaxed smile.

Under normal circumstances, Zheng Yuyu would not be afraid of such a small test. But today's test was different from the past. At this time, there were more than 40 people in the audience, and Zheng Yuyu was much stiffer than usual.

As long as there were too many people, Zheng Yuyu would feel weak in her limbs. More seriously, she might not be able to play music.

Only Meng Zijin knew that Zheng Yuyu had such a psychological barrier.

"Zheng Yuyu." The old witch lightly called out the name of Zheng Yuyu on the stage.

"Yes." Zheng Yuyu looked at Meng Zijin and slowly got up. When she passed by each row of full seats, she became more panicked.

Just as she was about to approach the old witch, she suddenly smelled a familiar scent of cape jasmine. Her hand, which was so nervous that it was trembling, was held tightly by Meng Zijin.

"Madam, Zheng Yuyu wants to do the Piano Duet. I'm her partner." Meng Zijin rushed up. Before she could stand firm, she blinked her bright eyes and scratched Zheng Yuyu with her thumb.

Zheng Yuyu swallowed her saliva, as if she had taken a reassurance pill.

The voice of Meng Zijin was always clear and soft, like a gentle spring breeze smoothing people's hearts.

The old witch raised her glasses, stared at Meng Zijin for two seconds, and replied, "The partner won't affect the points."

Meng Zijin smiled and said, "Okay."

The audience immediately began to whisper amongst themselves, but with a look from the old witch, no one dared to make a sound.

In terms of piano, Zheng Yuyu was extremely talented. If it weren't for her psychological barrier, such reputation as that of the piano goddess should be given to her.

They slowly sat down in front of the piano. Meng Zijin said to Zheng Yuyu in a low voice, "Flower Dance."

Zheng Yuyu pursed her lips and nodded slightly.

She had never expected that the content of today's report would be the Piano Duet. The music that Zheng Yuyu had prepared was useless, but fortunately, Meng Zijin liked to take her to play Piano Duet in daily life.

They knew each other by tacit understanding. The most precious thing was the tacit understanding between each other, and the proudest was also the tacit understanding between the other.

Zheng Yuyu slowly pressed the piano keys with both hands, and the first one was pressed by her.

As long as Meng Zijin was around, Zheng Yuyu could always adjust herself to the best state.

At the end of the song, the applause under the stage was sparse. Zheng Yuyu carefully looked at the old witch.

The old witch gave a score behind her name and nodded, "Not bad."

Many voices of criticism stopped along with the old witch's comments.

Indeed, no one said that the Piano Duet was not allowed in this casual test.

But a Piano Duet has pros and cons.

In other people's eyes, Zheng Yuyu was able to play to the extreme with the help of Meng Zijin. However, the old witch was a professional. She could see that the song just now was mainly played by Zheng Yuyu, and Meng Zijin had never taken the lead. She just cooperated with Zheng Yuyu very well.

This kind of pure tacit understanding was rare.

Outside the classroom, Professor Gao bent down and saw through a crack. Then he looked at Song Yunshen with a smile and asked, "You want to hear Zijin play music?"

Professor Gao stroked his mustache and said helplessly, "You should say it earlier! What's this of being so sneaky?"

Song Yunshen raised his eyebrows and said lightly, "I have a lot of money on hand. Let me see if the students of your College of Music are worth my investment."

Professor Gao was speechless.

Alright, you're rich, you're generous, you're in the right.

"You're the next one, so you don't have to come up later." The old witch pushed up her glasses with the middle finger and then motioned to Meng Zijin.

Meng Zijin pursed her lips and smiled. "Okay!"

The old witch's surname was Li, and she was a famous senior artist at Yingcheng University. Her name was well-known. There was no one in the College of Music who was not afraid of her, including Meng Zijin. But what others were afraid of was her strictness and low score during the exam, and what Meng Zijin was afraid of was her fierce means when she arranged her homework.

The in-class examination this time was issued yesterday. It was obvious that the old witch wanted to check the reserves of the students' songs surprisingly.

In addition, it could also be regarded as the Heroes Battle Assembly and an audio-visual feast for the students present.

In the classroom, the piano played. A song of Liszt rose and fell, lingering in the air.

The piano classroom was usually soundproof. Song Yunshen knew that she was playing the piano, but it was not clear enough. Because of this, he felt an itch in his heart.

Meng Zijin's playing brought people into a dream. The sound of the zither stopped, which was still intoxicating.

The title of "Rose Goddess" in the piano world was not for nothing.

Meng Zijin was a talented and beautiful woman. She had always been envied by others.