Chapter 317 (Supplementary Word Count) Counterattack Actress and the Second Generation of Beijing Circle 13

The system also sensed something was wrong with the host.

"Chacha, are you sick?" it asked worriedly.

During this period, Chajiu did not take his original medication for mental illness on time.

But her emotions and behavior were normal, leading the system to believe that her original disease had no effect on her.

Now it seems that this may not be the case!

"Who said that? I'm in great shape, better than ever."

Chajiu hummed a little tune and walked straight to the black piano next to the choir.

She even felt that she was the most powerful lion king in the grassland. She wanted to climb up to the roof of the church and scream loudly.

System: "...It's over."

This level of narcissism.

It’s really hard to believe that it’s not an illness.

Chajiu's fingertips traced a long mark on the dusty piano cover, and he suddenly felt blessed. He looked at Jin Siyan across several rows of benches, his eyes flowing.

"Jin Siyan, can you play the piano? Let's create a song together? A song that only belongs to you and me."

Jin Siyan stepped on broken glass and walked in, making a creaking sound under his feet.

"I can't play the piano."

Chajiu clasped his hands together and looked forward to it: "This song can be played at our wedding then."

Jin Siyan raised his eyes and looked at her, feeling funny: "We won't get married either."

Cha Jiu said happily: "Our wedding must be the most special."

Jin Siyan: "..."

This guy wasn't listening at all, was he?

"Ahem."

Chajiu opened the piano cover and choked on the flying dust.

Jin Siyan had no choice but to hold the back of her neck and pull away from her. He covered his mouth and nose, frowning and cleaning the dust on the piano.

So dirty.

If it weren't for Cha Jiu, he would have to use it.

He would never touch the dirty piano.

Jin Siyan used more than a dozen paper towels to wipe the keys clean.

Chajiu stood aside and watched him busy, and said curiously: "I thought that for children from wealthy families like you, playing one or two musical instruments is a compulsory course."

Jin Siyan chuckled: "Our family is a nouveau riche, and we don't pay attention to cultivating any artistic sentiments. I am not the kind of rich and noble son you imagined, modest and polite, full of knowledge."

"What are you like?"

"Shallow, tacky, and irritable, you will be rewarded for your anger."

He casually spit out negative adjectives one after another, and finally he seemed to have thought of something funny and curled his lips and said, "They call me a mad dog behind my back."

Jin Siyan's tone sounded full of interest.

He seemed to appreciate the "nickname."

Chajiu nodded: "What a coincidence, I don't like your master, I just like mad dogs."

Jin Siyan: "...What if I change all these starting tomorrow?"

Cha Jiu said obediently: "Then I will like your young master from tomorrow on."

Jin Siyan: "..."

I think you just like me.

Logically speaking, after the shadow brought by Jin's mother, Jin Siyan should have hated Cha Jiu's flamboyant and passionate feelings.

The stronger the love, the easier it is to cause harm.

But the strange thing is that until now, he has not had any objectionable emotions.

"The pitch is not bad." After the sound check, Chajiu turned to look at Jin Siyan with stern eyes, "Just try playing a short piece and I will change it into what we want."

"I can't play the piano." Jin Siyan reiterated.

"Try it." Cha Jiu blinked and begged.

The silver moonlight filtered through the window and fell on her body, coating it with a layer of soft light.

It looks like a cunning fox pretending to be pitiful.

But Jin Siyan just did this.

He played a random piece, which sounded boring and dull.

But Chajiu was full of interest. His slender, snow-white fingers fell on the black and white keys, enriching his music with active rhythms.

The dull music suddenly became vivid.

The musical notes turned into elves and flew around her fingertips.

Jin Siyan was initially amazed at Cha Jiu's extraordinary talent in music.

But gradually, he realized something was wrong.