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56. Attack
After Ou Lingyi's performance was over, he was standing on the stage enjoying the feeling that his body was constantly being filled with energy. Seeing Ou Xingtian coming to him, hugging him, and kissing his forehead lightly, he still couldn't remember the taste.
When the curtain went down, the lights on the stage were bright, and the moonlight was withdrawn. The momentary pain in his body made him come back to his senses: "What are you doing?"
He frowned and pushed the man who was hugging him away.
"I just want to hug you. Yier, you are no longer alone. You have me and the Ou family. So, you don't have to be afraid anymore. You know?" Ou Xingtian didn't care when his son rejected him , distressed to touch his tender cheek to comfort.
"Who told you I was afraid?" Ou Lingyi pouted. He didn't know what it was like to be afraid, hesitant, and overjoyed. Such comfort came too late and was superfluous.
"Okay, you are not afraid, my Yi'er is very brave!" Ou Xingtian was helpless, and quickly gave his son a smooth hair. Sure enough, he was still a child, no matter how helpless he was in his heart, he still had to show his teeth and claws and act like a stranger, a little wild cat, so cute.
"Brave Yi'er, let's go with Dad, the performance is over, it's time to go home." With his arms around his son's small shoulders, Ou Xingtian smiled contentedly and took him straight away from the VIP passage in the backstage.
"The performance isn't over yet, and there's Ou Tianbao's piano solo." Although the coolant was in harmony with Moonlight, the energy absorbed this time was too huge, and he still felt distended and weak, so he didn't bother to struggle. , while following his father to leave, he said lightly to remind. Taking advantage of Ou Tianbao's performance, he could sit and rest for a while.
"He?" Ou Xingtian's footsteps stagnated for a second, and then continued to move, with faint anger in his voice: "He will not perform on stage."
He said with certainty. He knew the temper of the eldest son, in the situation where he could not surpass his opponent, he would definitely choose to retreat and save his face, rather than choose to face the difficulties. Although his approach is clever, it is a manifestation of cowardice, which Ou Xingtian never takes seriously. However, if he thinks that the program list can end like this, he is very wrong.
Seeing the father and son leaving one after another, Ou Lingshuang shrugged helplessly, the corners of her mouth curled in a proud arc, and walked to the front of the stage to announce that the last show was canceled because the performer was unwell, and the party was over.
The audience below the stage have also heard Ou Tianbao's performance in previous years. In the past, thought that his performance was very skilled, full of emotion, and the sound of the piano was perfect. Now, when compare it, can understand what real art is. Therefore, when quit his illness, had some confidence in heart, and whispered to each other for a while. That's it, no regrets or dissatisfaction.
Ou Tianbao lowered his head and shuttled through the crowd of discussions, his ears constantly heard the marvel at the performance just now, and the belittling of his own performance. The heart falls into the dark abyss: It turns out that if you don't perform, will you be compared? Will it always be compared like this in the future? It's really powerless, how good it would be if all this disappeared? Disappear together with Ou Lingyi!
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Ou Lingyi, who walked out of the backstage, was led out of the auditorium from the VIP passage by Ou Xingtian holding hands. As soon as he came out, he saw the principal and Jian Haoxiang waiting at the entrance.
"Xiaoyi, the performance is very colorful." Jian Haoxiang saw the young man wearing moonlight walking down the steps, and hurriedly took a few steps forward to greet him, the emotion in his eyes was complicated and eager.
"Really? Thank you." His performance was affirmed, and when he received the scalding positive emotions from the other side, Ou Lingyi unconsciously spread a smile.
Seeing the pure moonlight-like smile of the young man, Jian Haoxiang's eyes were dim, and his voice was hoarse for a moment: "Yes. I hope to have the opportunity to listen to your performance in the future."
This is his sincere appeal, and now he realizes that the ancients' saying, "The lingering sound lingers around the beam for three days," is true and not exaggerated.
"Yes, yes, there is definitely a chance! Young master, next week Yude will have an art jiāo stream with Japan's Mari Middle School. Jiāo stray students have the opportunity to perform at the Tokyo Grand Theater. I will arrange a place for the little master." The principal, who was hanging on the air, took the opportunity to chat quickly, and the seller was good and flattered.
"Don't go. (No!)" Hearing the principal's words, the father and son refused.
Seeing that his son also categorically refused, Ou Xingtian immediately retracted the eye knife looking at the principal, bowed his head and touched his son's small head with satisfaction, smiling gently. Sending the baby to such a far place, how many days does it take to see each other? Now the baby doesn't kiss him, and if he sends him away, he should not recognize his father when he comes back.
"Uncle, have you waited for a long time?" Jian Yi saw Jian Haoxiang waiting outside the auditorium from a distance, and hurried over to save the principal who was tortured by the murderousness of the Ou family and was in dire straits.
"No, you move very fast." Jian Haoxiang patted his nephew on the shoulder lovingly.
"Ou Lingyi, your performance is great! It's the most beautiful performance I've ever heard!" Jian Yi smiled at his uncle, turned to see Ou Lingyi standing aside, his eyes lit up, and he didn't hesitate to praise him.
"Thank you." Ou Lingyi nodded lightly. He was still not used to the sudden enthusiasm of his classmates.
"Where, what I said is true. Uncle, let's go? You haven't recovered yet, so you have to go back quickly." Ignoring Ou Lingyi's indifference, he smiled broadly and urged his uncle to go home.
"En. Master Ou, Mr. Principal, farewell." Nodding towards the two of them, he turned to the young man with reluctance in his eyes: "Xiaoyi, goodbye. When I recover, I will have a banquet to celebrate, can you come? "
The young man in front of him is so indifferent, he always maintains an invisible barrier with others. He wanted to try to see if he could break this barrier and touch the boy's true heart. The banquet is just an excuse, xing is withdrawn, if the maverick boy refuses, he will not be discouraged. If he accepts, does it mean that he is in his heart, or is he a little special? Thinking like this, his eyes were full of anticipation.