"For the past few years, they've always wanted to see you play, and you know that. ”

Mo Xing saw Su Miao competing with him.

Watch the video that was turned out by fans over and over again.

In fact, from all the way to Su Miao's current handful of old fans.

Someone knows that she can play the piano.

Soon, some fans went to the video of themselves pressing the bottom of the box.

The girl in the video sits alone in front of a black delicate and precious piano, and she touches the keys on it, as if she is deeply reluctant.

The time of the video has been some years.

In the video, she was wearing a black dress, and her green jade fingers slowly pressed the piano keys, and there was no audience in the audience.

The bright glare of the flash hit her like a circle of light falling from the sky.

The faint afterglow of the heavens fell and hit the woman's white and flawless face.

Su Miao still remembers that it was the last time she played the piano.

To be exact, it was the last time I played a whole piece.

Since then, it has been her masterpiece.

She lowered her eyes, her face was a little lonely, and her tone couldn't help lowering, "But Ah Xing, I don't play the piano anymore, I will never play the piano again, and now my hands can't play the piano." ”

Lowering her head, she looked at her hands, which she used to be the most important person to protect them.

But later, a lot of heavy work was done by these hands.

In the past, my grandmother always said that she should suffer.

I've done so much dirty and tiring work since I was a child, I'm afraid there is no way to become a pianist.

At that time, I didn't believe in evil, and when I was young, I was angry, and I said that I wanted to break out of the world.

To be the best pianist.

Unexpectedly, I really responded to my grandmother's words.

In the end, Su Miao failed to become a pianist.

"You see, now, I was reluctant to continue touching the piano because I wanted to save face, but now it just so happens that God has fulfilled my wish, even if I want to play, I can't play anymore. ”

She tugged at the corners of her mouth, her face a little pale.

In those years, her obsession with the piano was always cut off by herself.

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The methods of netizens are always powerful, and soon when I was in A University before, the photos of passers-by who went to which piano shop were dug up.

She stared at the few photos, a little stunned.

It's been three years since I was in a trance.

Her hands were praised by her teachers as gifted and qualified from the beginning.

Later, she voluntarily gave up.

I never had the face to see the teacher again.

Her enlightenment teacher, Mr. Liang Zhiyong.

The most prestigious pianist in the country.

It took Su Wanhe a lot of effort to get herself in.

At first, Mr. Liang only thought that he was a well-known relational household, and for a long time, he reluctantly taught Su Miao.

It wasn't until later that I found out that she really loved the piano and music, so she taught her all the skills word for word.

Some people once joked that Mr. Liang was looking for a successor for his mantle.

How many people were optimistic about her at that time.

Unfortunately, it was she who lived up to the teacher's expectations.

When he was successful in his studies and skilled in piano skills, Li Nian had an accident.

Su Miao didn't have long to become famous, but the thought of playing the piano could no longer be raised.

When she saw Jean, the things that were enough to give her a headache would come to mind.

Later, I kept taking pills for headaches, and I was able to alleviate this headache.

Even so, it's not a big deal.

It's okay to touch the piano occasionally, but if she wants to play a whole tune, she really doesn't have that ability.

It's also a bit ironic, her eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, a person who used to like the piano so much, it turned out that one day he would be afraid.

"Don't put those comments on the network, I'll do it.

Would you like to go in and rest for a while, and ...... Remember to take your medicine. ”

Mo Xing looked at Su Miao with some concern, others could not understand her, but she couldn't accompany her all the way.

The snow that made her walk barefoot in the icy and cold snow, that snow not only ruined Li Nian's life, but also Su Miao's music and piano dream.

"Hmm. ”

She replied softly, her head hanging and her expression unclear.

Mo Xing couldn't bear it, and hurriedly sent a message to Lu Jinran.

Mo Xing: Mr. Lu, Ah Miao is not in a good mood, can you come back immediately?

The bed is here: OK, I'll be right back.

Lu Jinran didn't ask the reason, he just agreed.

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"Teacher, I still have something to do, so I'll go back first.

The matter of the ghosts on Ah Miao's side will be left to you. ”

Here, Lu Jinran had just received a message from Mo Xing, and he was a little anxious.

He saw the hot search on Weibo, and he also understood the matter of the piano, for his own little girl.

It's like a dragon's scales.

"Eh, go ahead.

By the way, the day after tomorrow, a few of your brothers and sisters will get together, don't worry, don't invite that conscienceless little girl to come. ”

Liang Zhengyong shook his head helplessly.

Looking at his apprentice, he was shocked on weekdays, but when he mentioned the matter about Su Miao's little girl, he began to be completely confused.

He sighed, staring at Lu Jinran who got up and left after dropping the piano, and was even more speechless.

"Teacher, didn't you say that you want to invite all the senior brothers and sisters?"

Yan Qiu watched his senior brother hurriedly walk away.

The teacher lied again.

"Teacher, you're so dishonest. ”

"You know a fart, your senior brother has been hiding from others, isn't this looking for death?

What kind of character your senior sister is, don't you know? If Su Miao's girl knew that all of us helped Lu Jinran and that kid hid it from her, she might have to do something. ”

Liang Zhengyong was annoyed, he was really easy to get angry when he was old.

None of my own students can make me worry-free.

After teaching so many students, Yan Qiu, a little girl, is still by her side.

It's just too babbling, and it's not good to be raised by him.

Liang Zhengyong touched his white beard and taught so many students.

Su Miao and Lu Jinran are the two most talented.

"It's a pity that the student I was so proud of gave up the piano.

If I don't call your senior sister back, she won't want to come to see me for the rest of her life. ”

He straightened up with a little difficulty, looking at the photo of him standing aside when Su Miao won the award that year.

As a young man, he was also a beautiful artist.

In the past, his eyes, which were hidden under the brown hat all the year round, were cold and sharp.

It can be seen that he is a strict teacher, but he also reveals a slight smile because of the competition of his own students.

And now, he is approaching his sixties, and he is no longer the cold and serious look.

On the contrary, the vicissitudes of love, the black hair of the young man has fallen like the first snow of the harsh winter, like the first frost of autumn.

"Teacher ......"

Yan Qiu was a little worried, she opened her mouth, she had never seen such a kind old man in front of her look lonely at this moment.

"Your senior sister's hands back then were definitely not inferior to your senior brother.

I have never seen a little girl so persistent, nor have I ever seen the world be so cruel to such a little girl. ”

The old man bent down and shook his head.

The photograph framed on the wall reflected the woman's smiling face, which she held in her hand.

It is the first place in the Piano Newcomer Award.

(End of chapter)