Chapter 20
With 323 as a know-it-all, Jiang Tingting knew about the turmoil on the Internet early in the morning.

But she didn't care at all. After class, she went to the supermarket to buy a sausage and ate it while walking back.

As soon as she entered the teaching building, she was grabbed by the wrist by the oncoming Shen Huaixi and led her outside.

The two came to the artificial lake of the school, and stopped when there were no students left.

Shen Huaixi looked at Jiang Tingting who looked puzzled.

"Senior, what's wrong with you? You don't look well, are you sick?"

Shen Huaixi took a deep breath when he heard the words: "I'm fine, but you..."

Jiang Tingting took a bite of the sausage.

"What's wrong with me?"

Shen Huaixi raised his hand and rubbed Jiang Tingting's head, his brows and eyes softened a bit.

"You play the piano very well..."

Jiang Tingting swallowed the meat sausage, and bent his eyes: "It seems that the senior has praised me for the first time."

"You are very good and deserve to be praised."

"Pfft... What's the matter today, senior?"

"Nobody compliments you, so I guess."

Shen Huaixi's voice was slightly deep, obviously the same as usual, but with a kind of gentle power.

Jiang Tingting paused for a moment, the last bite of sausage in his hand.

She raised her lips and handed it over.

Shen Huai lowered his eyes, lowered his head and ate the sausage.

"Senior, is it delicious?"

"Ok!"

Jiang Tingting smiled a little wanton.

"Senior, how can you pay attention to the ants on the ground when standing on a high place?"

"So don't worry, senior."

Shen Huaixi looked at Jiang Tingting's smile and raised his lips.

"Ah."

In fact, what Shen Huaixi really wanted to ask was the song that was worth it, and what kind of mood she was in to make such a song of great joy and sorrow.

Looking at the girl's back, Shen Huaixi felt a little blocked in his heart, which made him feel slightly uncomfortable, and made him feel distressed.

……

Because no one came forward to explain it, and no one suppressed public opinion for it, more and more people with rhythm on the Internet.

It was even rumored that Jiang Tingting didn't compose the song by herself at all, that she was not a talented woman at all, but a thief.

What the man said was well-founded. He said that Jiang Tingting took out the music he had worked so hard to gain fame without his consent, and even posted more than a dozen piano scores. A masterpiece.

All of a sudden, the public opinion reached a new point, everyone felt sorry for that person, scolded Jiang Tingting bloody, and some extreme people even went to Jiang Tingting's school...

That night, Jiang Tingting and Shen Huaixi went home together after evening self-study. When they passed the alley, a few people wearing masks came out from nowhere and surrounded the two of them, threatening to teach Jiang Tingting a lesson. Thief.

Jiang Tingting was guarded behind Shen Huai's breath.

But among those few people, one of them actually carried sulfuric acid with him and wanted to splash ginger. Although Shen Huaixi caught him and blocked it, a few drops splashed on the back of the boy's hand, and instantly rotted.

Jiang Tingting looked at the young man's hand, and her eyes were filled with dangerous emotions. She let go of Shen Huaixi's hand, and stepped forward with a smile, faintly moving with an indescribable killing intent.

Shen Huaixi held Jiang Tingting.

"Do not impulse."

At this time, a light came on at the entrance of the alley, and several men wearing masks slipped away immediately, and before they left, they threatened to stop Jiang to listen to him next time.

Jiang Tingting narrowed his eyes, the wind and waves in them.

Shen Huaixi gently held Jiang Tingting's hand.

Jiang Tingting tidied up his emotions and looked back, looking at the injury on the back of Shen Huaixi's slender and well-defined hand, he gritted his teeth.

"Don't worry, it doesn't hurt!"

Jiang Tingting raised his eyes.

He was still comforting her, obviously he was the one who was hurt,
"Go to the hospital."

Jiang Tingting took his hand and walked out of the alley, Shen Huai pursed his lips and let her hold him.

……

Although Shen Huaixi's hand was medicated and bandaged, it would definitely leave scars.

(End of this chapter)

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