BOSS Transmigrates as a Little Cutie

Chapter 129.1

The second round and the final round of the International Music Competition are very close to each other, and the contestants were given only two days to prepare. After the competition, Qing Yun shrugged off the reporters chasing him and got into the car where Wei Changxiu had been waiting outside.

As soon as he entered the car, the man who had been waiting for a long time hugged the teenager who entered his arms, capturing his lips and giving him a passionate kiss: Baby, your performance was wonderful.

Wei Changxiu looked at Qing Yun with burning eyes. He felt that no one could understand the various feelings presented in the teenagers music better than him, because for every kind of life, there was a piece of him.

Okay. Qing Yun pushed away the mans big furry head that came over again and said to the driver in front of him, Go to the Xiangs house and stop at the bus stop nearest to it.

As soon as he heard Qing Yuns words, Wei Changxius face visibly slumped, hugging Qing Yun and not letting go.

Dont worry. Ill be back soon. Smiling and patting the mans head, Qing Yun especially likes the way the man shows his foolishness without reservation.

Once inside the Xiang family, Qing Yun pretended to be in a panic and hurriedly ran upstairs without even saying hello. He entered his room and rummaged around. Then, he ran out of the room again and pulled the only remaining servant in the Xiang family and asked, Excuse me, when you were cleaning the room, did you see any of my scattered sheet music anywhere?

Not really, Young Master. Although he was called Young Master, this servants attitude was not respectful.

Cleaning the room? Im afraid this adopted son of the Xiang family is thinking too much? In the past, when there were still many servants in the Xiang family, no one bothered to clean his room. Now that she was the only one left, it was impossible for her to clean the teenagers room.

Although the maid knows that nowadays, Xiang Chenyu seems to have a bit of reputation outside, but the one who pays is the employer, this youth does not have any status in the Xiang family, right?

Please think about it. There is something in there that I want to use for the competition.

Standing in the corridor, Xiang Chenyu froze for a moment when he heard the sound of the violin. He listened carefully for a moment, and his face suddenly turned red, revealing an angry look. Then, this angry teenager immediately ran to the music room and opened the door violently.

When the maid saw this, she immediately went downstairs. It seemed to her like she needed to report to the sir and madam that the adopted son was looking for trouble with the young master again.

This is my sheet music!

Xiang Chenjin, who was practicing the violin, was suddenly interrupted and subconsciously frowned. After seeing the visitor, he finally stopped the movement in his hands and put down his violin.

Even though he did not dare to continue playing in front of the real creator of the music, no embarrassment flashed on Xiang Chenjins face. It was like he was back in his childhood again when he first tried to be glared at by this teenager, but inwardly he was serene.

Because Xiang Chenjin knew what he wanted, and in order to achieve his goal, he had to step on Xiang Chenyus body.

There you go again, Chenyu. I cant figure out why you keep saying such things to me. Xiang Chenjin pretended to look helplessly at the angry youth outside the door, What proof do you have that this is music you composed? I wrote this piece of music with my own hands with the help of Mr. Turris, and I had already posted this piece on my own personal page the night it was composed.

Hearing his words, the young man outside the door was simply shaking with anger. A deep and majestic voice suddenly sounded in the corridor, making Xiang Chenyu stop shaking, but his whole body seemed to collapse.

Why are you disturbing your brothers violin practice again? Dont you know that the finals are about to start?

Father Xiangs stern reprimand rang out, while Mother Xiang simply ignored Xiang Chenyu at the door and ran to her son: Dont listen to that little bastards nonsense. Dear, lets practice well and try to win the final. Didnt judge Turris also say that your chances of winning with this piece is very high?

Father Xiang also went in and stood in front of his son and wife. This family of three stepped on someone elses wounds and lived a happy life, while Xiang Chenyu standing by the door was like an innocent outsider but had to be chained under the roof of the Xiang family.

After seeing the despondent teenager, Xiang Chenjins heart flashed with pleasure. Even he didnt understand why he hated Xiang Chenyu so much, but that didnt stop him from admiring the boys miserable state.

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After todays incident, he is more certain that no one knows that Xiang Chenyu composed this song, so he could safely take this song to the competition and play it.

The father of the family, who seems to be warmly surrounded by his wife and child, already has a plan in his heart. He knows exactly what his son, Xiang Chenjin, has done, but this is a good way to make the boy lose his reputation, right?

When peoples attention to Xiang Chenyu decreases because of this matter, he will be able to make Xiang Chenyu disappear and put him as a performer in the underground casino.

The young man by the door left in silence, which did not surprise anyone in the Xiang family, nor did it concern them.

However, Qing Yun, who entered the Wei family car, was not as despondent as his family thought. He first let the man wrap himself around him and then yawned and leaned into the mans broad and powerful embrace, saying casually, Two days later, I might have something going on at the finals. Dont worry about it yet.

Hearing Qing Yuns words, Wei Changxiu subconsciously frowned, but he also understood Qing Yuns intention after a second thought. After all, he had placed his own ears around the Xiang family. Even Xiang Chenjin wasnt spared, so he naturally knew what the teenagers so-called incident was about.

However, the man still wanted to take advantage of the situation: I wont care, but I need to be paid!

Payment? Qing Yun snickered. Straddling the mans lap, he picked the mans chin and asked, You need to be paid for not letting you care?

Of course! Wei Changxiu replied in a firm voice, Honey, not letting me take care of you is the biggest harm to me, you know?

Qing Yun smiled and rolled his eyes. This man still wont stop until he takes some advantage.

Okay. He raised his eyebrows and asked, What do you want?

Wei Changxiu smiled and whispered in Qing Yuns ear. Qing Yuns face reddened, and he immediately refused: Think better. That is impossible.

However, it was as if the man did not hear his refusal and replied, Its a deal!

That night, Qing Yun finished his bath and just wanted to change his pajamas when he came out, but found that the pajamas hanging in the bathroom had somehow disappeared and were replaced by a white, furry cat-eared outfit.

Qing Yun expressionlessly looked at the long, soft cat tail, as well as the large golden bells.

Oh, if he really were a cat, he would definitely scratch that mans face with a claw!

The finals of the International Music Competition began immediately with the heat of the previous round not yet subsiding. The finals was different from the previous rounds and is a test of the contestants creative abilities, so they had to play their own compositions on stage and be judged by the judges and the audience.

Previously, Xiang Chenyu had performed surprisingly well in both the first and second rounds, but that was, after all, playing the music of his predecessors, so they were looking forward to the teenagers own composition.

Some people even speculated about the style of the music to be played by the teenager because Xiang Chenyus previous public performances ultimately boiled down to the strange beauty of life. All his fans thought that this times composition should continue his previous style, beautiful and cleansing to the heart.

The famous musician and judge Turris walked through the lounge. When he saw his student Xiang Chenjin, his stern face did not ease up, but he patted Xiang Chenjins shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

He had indeed guided Xiang Chenjin to compose a piece. He thought that with this piece, Xiang Chenjin could surpass the previous dark horse Xiang Chenyu and become the winner of the competition.

Turris appeared for just a moment before leaving. Xiang Chenjin, however, turned his head to look at the teenager in the corner, and after seeing his pale face, a smile flashed in his eyes.

This time, it was a coincidence that the number he drew was next to Xiang Chenyu, and luckily he was the one in front.

Xiang Chenyu only found out two days ago that he had lost his sheet music, so Xiang Chenjin did not believe that this teenager would be able to create another piece of music for the competition in just two days.

Soafter he took the stage, I hope Xiang Chenyu will not be too scared to take the stage.

Thinking back to the music engraved in his mind, Xiang Chenjin was even incredibly sure that this piece was created for him and that the painful experience he had suffered could perfectly bring out the piece.

As for Xiang Chenyu? What qualification does he have to talk about pain and pretend to be troubled to write this piece of music? He is obviously happy. Even in the orphanage, he has kind companions and a loving director. He is obviously an orphan but has unparalleled musical talent. He was even more fortunate to be adopted by his parents and even got a share of his Xiang familys inheritance, right?

Xiang Chenjin did not know that his eyes were now red. His appearance was even more frightening than Xiang Chenyu in the corner. Until now, Xiang Chenjin perceived how jealous he really was of this teenager.

His experience, his talent, all of these are unacceptable to Xiang Chenjin. His mind seems to be planted with the deepest obsessions, sparing no effort to attack Xiang Chenyu.

Soon, it was Xiang Chenjins turn to take the stage. When the contestants and staff around him saw his expression, they only thought he was brewing emotions, so they did not care but praised the contestants abundant emotions, worthy of being a student of Turris.

The winner, it can only be me. Standing on the stage, facing the overwhelming audience, it was just a music competition, but somehow Xiang Chenjin almost linked this competition with life and death.

In this performance, Xiang Chenjin played with great dissatisfaction in his heart. It was almost an emotional outburst, exploding the jealousy and resentment in his heart to the fullest.

He played a score that did not belong to him but convinced himself in the performance that it was as if he had written it in a moment of inspiration. Because he had such painful, heart-breaking emotions, didnt he?

In this performance, it seemed that someone had ignited all the emotions in his heart and made him play beyond everyones imagination. Even Turris, who watched him compose the score, was surprised for a moment.

After the performance was finished, Xiang Chenjin revealed the name of the piece to the audience and the judges, Its called Hell, inspired by my childhood, the darkest time of my life.

Xiang Chenjin took this piece of music to vent his hearts emotions and felt a different kind of completion from head to toe, yet he almost forgot that this piece didnt belong to him.

It was only when he returned to the lounge and brushed past Xiang Chenyu, who was next on the stage, that he suddenly remembered this fact. During the performance of the piece, it was as if Xiang Chenjin was controlled by someone else. If he was allowed to play again now, Im afraid he wouldnt be able to play like this, right?

Qing Yun turned his head to look at Xiang Chenjin, and the corners of his mouth hooked into a sarcastic smile. Just now, when he was watching Xiang Chenjins performance, he seemed to smell the sickening scent of the Heavenly Dao on him.

This performance of Xiang Chenjin really amazed the audience because this indignant emotion is too strong. Although this performance used the contestants own composition, they felt that it was much more exciting than the previous performances of Xiang Chenjin.

Xiang Chenjins fans cheered loudly and expressed their sympathy for Xiang Chenjins childhood, but Xiang Chenyus fans were worried about their idol who was going to be on the stage next.

[This performance of Xiang Chenjin, the emotions do not seem to clash with Little Feathers usual expression of feelings. I hope Little Feather will not be affected]

[I really couldnt breathe after listening to Xiang Chenjins performance. I really need Little Feathers expansive outlook on life to soothe myself.]

As the audience was still immersed in Xiang Chenjins performance, Qing Yun came on the stage. In this competition, the name of the music will only be said after the contestant has finished playing it, so until this point, no one expected what would happen next.

There were even people who were expecting the performance of Qing Yun, a performer whose music can soothe the soul, to save them from the anger and rage they had just felt.

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