"You write too." Luo Nanqiu looked at him, "Don't eat until you finish writing."
Luo Nan Xuan wanted to cry but had no tears: "I'm not you... My IQ is limited, it's impossible for me to finish writing in a week with so much."
"Too much talk." Luo Nanqiu's face was expressionless, "Drag it out and kill it."
"No, no, no! I wrote! Brother, I was wrong! I promise to finish writing tomorrow! I will also finish writing by smashing the pot and selling the iron!" Luo Nan Xuan said anxiously.
Jiang Mo had long seen through the way the two brothers got along, and when he heard this, he intimately corrected Luo Nan Xuan's mistake. "'Selling iron and smashing pot' has nothing to do with finishing homework."
Luo Nanqiu was even more disgusted: "If you don't know how to use idioms, don't use them indiscriminately."
Luo Nanxuan: "..."
Sure.
"By the way, Brother Jiang, where's your cat?" Luo Nanxuan was still thinking about Comrade Iron Egg, who had met once last time.
"The utility room is closed." Luo Nanxuan's question also reminded Jiang Mo, so he walked over and opened the door of the utility room, trying to free the cat.
"By the way, why are you closing it?"
"It only closes when eating." Jiang Mo said, "It's dishonest and likes to scrape the table."
The cat's reflexes have always been sharp. As soon as the door opened, its furry head quietly poked out from the crack in the door, shrugged its nose, and found that there was another family outside the door - Luo Nanxuan.
Comrade Jiang Tiedan hesitated for a second, then shrank back decisively.
Luo Nanxuan: "..." Are you so disrespectful?
"It seems to be a little afraid of strangers." Luo Nanxuan gave a reasonable explanation for what the cat had done.
Jiang. Sometimes he is keen to dismantle the stage. Mo: "But it was very enthusiastic when it first met your brother."
Luo Nanxuan was heartbroken: "..."
But Luo Nanqiu still leaned on the door frame of the next room to make things worse: "your mileage may vary."
Luo Nanxuan looked at his brother faintly, and his tone was sincere: "Brother, I reasonably suspect that you are mocking me."
Luo Nan Qiutan, who is usually used to despising people, is magnanimous: "No doubt, it's sarcasm."
Jiang Mo couldn't listen to what he said anymore, so he took the initiative to grab his shoulder and gently push him out: "Okay, don't hit him anymore."
Luo Nan Xuan wanted to cry without tears: "That's right..."
After watching the two brothers go back, Jiang Mo locked the door and went back to his room. He sat at the desk and opened the memo on his phone, wanting to study the math competition questions he had stored two days ago.
But I don't know why, my mind is full of Luo someone next door, and I can't concentrate and read the question.
He simply closed the memo, retreated to the main page, clicked on the piano block, and said to play a game for a while to activate his mind.
His hands were fast, fast and accurate, and there were basically no mistakes. The melody of the song had no chance to stumble at all, and flowed out of the phone extremely smoothly.
The sound effect of this game is very high, and even without headphones, the sound you hear is the same as the sound of a real piano.
Jiang Tiedan, who was so frightened that he didn't know where to go to the nest just now, followed the sound, swung his big tail that looked chubby because of his hairy hair, and jumped on his lap all of a sudden, finding a balance and dozing off.
Jiang Mo was stunned and forgot to click on the screen. The already fast rhythm was paused by him like this. After a "boom -", the graceful sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the page automatically jumped to the score settlement.
Not for anything else, but this scene is inexplicably familiar.
luonanqiuThanks to Ermiao for 6 flowers
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