This is from an old man in his early seventies.

The old man was wearing a gray suit jacket. Because he was thin, the suit looked a bit wide when he hung it on the old man. His two suit sleeves were swaying like immortals.

Like other audience members who were moved to tears, the old man pulled out a blue silk handkerchief from his upper pocket and wiped his red eyes and rubbed his nose.

"Grandpa, you said this is the second song you heard. What is the first song?" The twelve-three-year-old boy who asked the old man vaguely, sat in the audience seat next to the old man, crossed his legs, swung slowly on his feet on his beach slippers, biting a red apple in his mouth, so he was speechless. The young man's facial features were somewhat similar to the old man, with deep little eyes, two very lively eyebrows, a few small freckles on his cheeks, and a small gray felt hat that was exactly the same. It can be seen that they were the two real grandfather and grandson.

"The first song, I think about it-" Before the old man finished speaking, the cell phone in his pocket rang, took it out, put it in his ear and listened.

"Ak, I'm almost here." Xiao Yan said on the phone, "Where are you?"

"I've finished listening to Su Ye's performance." Grandpa Ak replied.

"Ah, is Su Ye finished the competition?!" Xiao Yan was so frightened that he was about to fly out of the car. It was over, and the little best friend had finished the competition, but he had not arrived at the scene.

"Su Yela is so good, he will definitely win." Grandpa Ak said, "It doesn't matter if you go slower. Remember to send flowers."

Xiao Yan remembered the matter of sending flowers, so he quickly called a taxi and turned around and went to buy flowers first. Anyway, he couldn't catch up with the competition. Giving flowers can avoid being beaten by his little friend. After hanging up the phone, Grandpa Ak turned around and saw his grandson looking at him: "Do you have something to ask, Shura?"

Grandson Shura wiped his nose with his left finger at his grandfather and said, "You have grandchildren yourself, why do you still have to make a piece with these children? Just because of this piano called Mu Suye, you are very touched?"

"You are not moved to listen? You don't know that music all over the world is connected? Many emotional disorders cannot communicate, and they can only rely on music."

"I admit that he sounds nice and touched me a little bit. But he is only seven years old. What can you understand at the age of seven?" When he said this, Shura bit the apple again. When he turned his head, he suddenly saw a child biting a red apple.

The brother's competition was over. Nuannuan took a red apple from Aunt Yu, and chewed it with her small hands holding her teeth. It is said that the red apple was brought by her brother's father.

Will the uncle reward brother with red apples?

No, Mu Jingnan saw her daughter gnawing apples last time, and she took it specifically for her daughter to bring it to her.

"That child!" Shura's little eyes suddenly opened wide.

"What's wrong? Don't you like children? Do you think that child is cute?" Grandpa Ak grabbed the handle of his grandson and said with a smile.

God, how could there be such a cute girl in the world? It really looks like a doll set up in the window. It's so beautiful that his carefulness is thumping.

"Who is she? What's her name?" Shura turned around and asked his grandfather.

"I heard that she is the sister of Mu Suye who you disdained." Grandpa Ak pulled his collar and handed his hands behind his back. The old god was talking to his grandson on the spot to watch the show.

"It's Mu Suye's sister." As he muttered and repeated these words, Shura's expression, who was originally out of the matter, began to change a little, "Why is he so lucky? He has such a beautiful sister."

After saying that, Shura complained to his grandfather: "You don't let my parents give birth to me such a sister."

Grandpa Ak blinked suddenly: "This, grandson, this is a medical problem all over the world. I can't do anything about your grandfather. Your parents shouldn't have such a sister."

Bastard Shura smashed the seat with his fist. He looked back at the little sister gnawing on the apple. The more she looked, the more she liked it, what should she do?

"Why would you lend your sister to Mu Suye for a few days?" Shura thought about how to kidnap the little sister and play with him for a few days.

"You can't do things to abduct other people's children!" Grandpa Ak warned his grandson carefully.

"I borrowed it with him, but it's not abducting. Of course, I will get his consent first." As soon as I said that, Shura rolled up his sleeves, "I want to make friends with Mu Suye."

Grandpa Ak shook his head and sighed.

The judges gave the highest score ever, with full scores.

Mu Suye and Li Liyang stepped down.

The media rushed to the backstage to prepare for interviewing the new seven-year-old king.

"Brother." Nuannuan followed behind her brother, stretched out the apple biting her little mouth, and asked her brother to take a bite too.

Mu Suye, who was still a little nervous when he stepped down, couldn't help but take a bite when he saw the apple his sister handed him, and his mood immediately relaxed.

"You guys are so awesome!" Yu Aitong gave the two of them a thumbs up, "I won the first place this time and didn't run away."

"There is still a rematch, the final." The seven-year-old Mu Suye calmed down.

Li Liyang, who wiped his face with a towel, couldn't help but mutter as he listened to his words: "Why do you look like an old man? Just be happy if you should be happy."

"Are you happy?" Mu Suye looked at the cherry bear provocatively.

Li Liyang doesn't care whether he wins or not, it's not his competition anyway. However, he was happy just now because he felt back when he was performing on the same stage with his sister in the band.

"Nuannuan." Mu Suye suddenly put one hand on his sister's little shoulder and looked around. Why didn't he see his father and the big rabbit?

Yu Aitong's eyes were a little embarrassed when he received his question.

How to say it?

Because the two fathers and mothers didn't seem to think that the children on stage would lose, the topic had long gone from the competition.

"Do I want me to take you to the hospital for examination? I feel your pulse is a little fast and you may need to do some related examinations." Mu Jingnan said.

Hum. Do you think she doesn't know what he is thinking? If you can't get her hair, you want to take the opportunity to get her blood sample? Chu Qingman glanced at him arrogantly: "Mr. Mu, just a secretary, you don't need to be in your heart."

"You are my important translator. Without you, it will be difficult for me to find someone." Mu Jingnan sang with her, holding her hands on the wall next to her leisurely. It seemed that she was happy to talk to her like this.

Feeling that his space was squeezed by his hands again, Chu Qingman worked hard to make a living: "If Mr. Mu can't find someone, I can help Mr. Mu find it."

"I'm also very interested in the people you are looking for. Are you a shortage of talents like Dr. Guo or your brother?"

"Mr. Mu, Dr. Guo and I don't know each other."

"I believe your words, and I didn't say that just now."
Chapter completed!