Chapter 952

Sima Changfeng didn't lie, but it's not easy to explain it to Dad too clearly.

"This is my privacy. It's inconvenient for me to say. In a word, you believe that your son is not like that."

The head of Sima's family hummed: "I can't understand what kind of person you are now. But remember, this is the first time, but I hope this is the last time. Don't do anything to discredit Sima's family, otherwise, I will never forgive you."

"Yes, my son knows. He will obey the instruction."

The head of the Sima family saw that his son was so soft, and his hard heart was also soft. Then he asked, "are the songs ready for tomorrow's competition?"

Sima Changfeng was shocked. He didn't think about it at all. Did he use preparation? Isn't it just a song to play?

Look at him like this. The master of Sima's family just put out his anger and rushed up again: "you are not unprepared for anything, are you?"

"It's just a song. What else can I do for it?" Sima Changfeng never turned the corner.

Sima's master's heart and soul were all in pain: "you son of a bitch, you are Sima's eldest son. You participated in the competition, but you don't know the rules?"

Speaking of the rules, Sima Changfeng suddenly remembered that the second round was about to play an adaptation. For a while, he was blinded: "Dad, I'm going to prepare now."

What is his son's ability? Can I still not know? How can he adapt a satisfactory tune in such a short time with his two brushes?

He is really one of the first nine, who let him be his own son.

"You wait, come back." He took out a music score from the drawer and handed it to Sima Changfeng. He said, "this is a song I composed a while ago. You can take it to practice first and deal with tomorrow's competition. I can tell you that you should break into the top ten in any case, or I will never finish with you."

Sima Changfeng took over the score from his father with a dry smile. To be honest, he was not sure about the arrangement. He would not have participated in the competition if he had known it would be so difficult.

Now it's really hard to ride a tiger. I find myself guilty.

Sima Changfeng just left with the tune, and Sima's wife came to see that her son had left. She asked Sima's master, "have you disciplined him again?"

The head of Sima family sighed and shook his head: "this child, I don't know when he will really understand."

Mrs. Sima went to his husband's back and kneaded his stiff shoulders and neck. She said with a smile, "you are too demanding. I think our son is already very good. Don't worry too much about it. Leave a line for everything and it will turn out to be the opposite."

The head of Sima's family nodded: "I know the truth. It's just this kid. It's too boring."

"What's the matter? What did he do to make you angry? "

The head of the Sima family murmured, "today Debang ran into him and went to the brothel to drink flower wine. He went there early in the morning, and was not afraid of jokes."

Mrs. Sima was shocked at first, and then she was very happy: "Changfeng has really gone to the brothel?"

The head of Sima's family nodded: "it's true."

"That's a good thing!" Mrs. Sima smiled brightly and did not pinch her shoulders. She squeezed her husband to sit down.

The head of the Sima family glanced at her: "are you crazy? When my son goes to drink flower wine, do you think it's a good thing? "

"Master, don't you doubt that our son is not interested in women before?" said the Secretary's wife in a low voice? And find someone to test whether he has a habit of breaking his sleeve. "