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Injury one thousand, self-injury eight hundred.
He was talking about the silly boy Mo Li. He hit six in a sullen manner, and he was much smaller than those people. Although those people were beaten up by him, his nose and face were swollen, but he himself was not much better.
There were bruises all over his face, arms, and knees. On the palm of his right hand, there was also a circle of broken glass shards.
"You guys, if you dare to make trouble again, your fate will be worse than today!" Mo Li chuckled, his voice as cold as iron.
Force value = right to speak.
When the troublemakers saw that they had the upper hand, they fled in groups.
As soon as they left, Mo Li collapsed to the ground like a broken string. Excessive force, physical exhaustion.
"Mo Li, what's wrong with you?" Song Yu cried worriedly.
Mo Li's upper and lower eyelids gradually drooped to one place. Although Song Yu's voice was shrill and piercing, Mo Li slowly closed his eyes.
I don't know how long it took, and the smooth piano sound rang in my ears.
Mo Li's eyelids moved, but the eyelids were heavy and it was difficult to open them. He touched the surroundings with his hand, "Plop", the cold water spilled onto his cuff.
"woke up!"
Qi Yuan's voice was a little far away, as if it came from the door. The sound of the piano is still flowing in the house.
Although, I don't know what the song is, but the notes seem to form a warm and warm spring scene.
"It's beautiful!" Mo Li exclaimed.
"Do you like it?" Qi Yuan took Mo Li's arm and carefully wiped off the water stains on his wrist.
The piano piece was suddenly replaced by Canon.
Unlike Qi Yuan's Canon, this person's Canon is three points more sweet and seven points more tender. The person playing the piano seems to be using this piece of music to make a confession.
"Is there any other discomfort?" Qi Yuan asked softly.
Mo Li shook his head, but someone immediately applied a cooling ointment on his hands. Mo Li bit his lower lip tightly in pain.
"It hurts, just shout it out." Qi Yuan squeezed Mo Li's cheek in dissatisfaction.
Mo Li cried out in pain. With a movement of the corner of the lips, all the muscles of the face were pulled. Suddenly, a glimmer of light shot into his eyes.
Under the dim light, a man in a blue plaid shirt played the piano intently. His eyes kept falling on Qi Yuan, with a happy smile on his face.
Joyful notes beat in this narrow room.
Qi Yuan didn't look back at the person who was playing the piano, but she had the same smile on her face. The man has a typical long horse face, while Qi Yuan has a thin oval face.
At first glance, the two seem to have no similarities, but the calmness and tranquility exuded from them are so similar.
Mo Li squinted his eyes, and his eyes kept lingering on these two people.
"The detumescent medicine applied to you has not been fully absorbed, so you'd better not open your eyes."
The man's hands pressed the keys together, and the piano sound that had been flowing stopped abruptly.
Three seconds later, the man suddenly asked, "Which sounds were there just now?"
"How many sounds are there?" Mo Li opened his mouth inexplicably. Did he hear five tones or six tones just now?
"I'll give you a hint, there are seven notes in total." The man chuckled.
Mo Li scratched his head, he didn't even recognize the sixth note, how could there be seven notes. Isn't this lying to him?
"Here are three numbers for you. After counting, you have to tell the answer!"
Mo Li pricked up his ears, concentrating on recalling the sudden sound just now. There seems to be a fasola in there, a mila in F, and another one that seems to be a remix.
Could it be that this mix is ??composed of two notes?
But that voice is very small.
"Three, two" The man walked slowly to Mo Li's bedside.
A faint fragrance of jasmine rushed towards me. This fragrance seems to be the same as the fragrance on the peace knot he hung.
"But, fasola in the key of d, mila in the key of fand do and ra." Mo Li tilted his head and frowned slightly.
The man sighed softly, his heart immediately suspended. Did he hear everything wrong?
dong dong
dong dong
dong dong
Mo Li felt that his heart was about to explode, and the few seconds he waited for the answer seemed longer than a year.
"Then can you hear the notes in this passage?"
man playing random on pianofor three sections. The man's hand speed was very fast, and Mo Li only listened to the general idea.
"Faramisoramila in e, lasoradodomila in f, fafamisolamira in g"
"Hmm" The man sighed again.
Mo Li's heart seemed to sink another two points. Could it be that he really missed everything?
But, can the notes lie?
"What about this one?" The man was about to play the piano, but Qi Yuan shouted impatiently: "Are you finished? He hasn't formally studied music yet, so don't embarrass the kid."
"But" The man sighed helplessly.
The sky and the earth are as big as his wish. This aunt has already spoken, and today, it is estimated that there is no way to continue.
"I want to listen to the moonlight song, play it quickly."
The man shook his head, rolled up his sleeves, and played "Moonlight Song".
With his eyes closed, Mo Li seemed to be able to feel the soft moonlight shining on him through the screen window. The dark night sky, illuminated by shining stars. Such a night sky, quiet and peaceful.
Very beautiful!
The world depicted by the notes is really beautiful!
"Music, isn't it beautiful!" Qi Yuan asked suddenly.
"Yeah!" Mo Li nodded.
"After that, will you follow me to learn the piano?"
"Bang!" The piano sound disappeared again.
"Are you serious?" The man was so surprised that his glasses almost fell to the ground. Qi Yuan, but he is notorious for not accepting apprentices. Although Mo Li has a good sense of music, Qi Yuan has seen far too many musical geniuses.
"Don't you plan to go back with me?" the man worried.
"Go back. However, it's not like I can't leave for a while!" Qi Yuan smiled guilty. The matter of the orphanage cannot be resolved in the short term.
What's more, Mo Li beat someone up for you today, and after that, he still doesn't know how he will retaliate against him.
"Xiang Yuan, after two days on tour, you can take him with you."
Mo Li and Qi Xiangyuan were both taken aback.
"What about you?" Qi Xiangyuan seemed a little unhappy.
Mo Li pricked up his ears, quietly listening to the gradual breathing of the two. Qi Yuan held his breath and said with a smile: "This matter must be resolved!"
"The person you are waiting for will not be back until a week later. However, there are already people"
"Xiang Yuan, it's fine. I've already called the police and complained to the demolition office. You take Mo Li with you, and I can handle the rest."
Qi Yuan looks soft and weak, but his temper is more stubborn than anyone else. Qi Xiangyuan knew that it would be useless to talk too much, so he silently kept silent. Looking at Mo Li, he felt a little uncomfortable.
This guy, why does he look a bit obtrusive?
However, his sense of pitch is really good, and he is a good seed to learn music. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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