"Who, knocking on the door in broad daylight, what's the matter? The young man surnamed Zhang opened the door angrily and shouted, but after seeing Ye Fei outside the door, the young man surnamed Zhang immediately smiled: "It's the master." ”

Ye Fei didn't say a word, pulled the young man surnamed Zhang and ran down: "Do me a favor, help me get the piano down, I'm in a hurry." ”

"Piano?" Ye Feila hurriedly ran down the stairs, and the young man surnamed Zhang looked at the grand piano in the piano room that was two meters long and at least one meter five wide. "The two of us can't afford such a big guy. The young man surnamed Zhang shook his head with a wry smile.

And Ye Fei, who was busy turning over the thick rope he bought a few days ago, said without replying: "I know, I'll call the others immediately, you help me tie the piano with a rope first, it must be solid." After throwing the rope into the hands of the young man surnamed Zhang, Ye Fei hurriedly ran downstairs again.

A few days ago, he was more familiar with some of the people downstairs who were listening to the music, and he also revealed that he might need everyone's help to lift the piano in the next few days. Everyone readily agreed, listening to the piano for free for so long, it should be a favor, and it is not a very important thing, it is just a lot of effort. Later, with the help of everyone, the piano was successfully and safely placed on the first floor, and the truck had just arrived.

The piano was sent into the truck compartment, and after the loading was fixed, Ye Fei sat in the passenger seat of the truck and rushed towards Nanshan Central Hospital with an anxious Zhao Luna.

Ten minutes later, the truck rushed to the inpatient department of Nanshan Central Hospital, and then borrowed the truck driver's trailer, and on the cutting board of the trailer, the white Yamaha stayed quietly. Ye Fei dragged the trailer desperately and rushed towards the elevator, aiming at the ninth floor. Auntie, wait for me, you must hold on.

At this time, in the corridor on the ninth floor, Shang Guo and Lu Qiuqiu were walking hand in hand, and there was a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old young man next to them, looking at Shang Guo with a smile: "Mr. Shang, I have confirmed with the editor-in-chief, and I will reserve a special character interview column for you next Monday." ”

"As the most famous young pianist in Nanshan City, coupled with the championship of the Jiangsu Province Division of the National Piano Competition, I think there will be many readers who want to know you more deeply. ”

"Oh, the famous piano prince, young and promising, will represent our Jiangsu Province in the National Piano Competition and compete for the honor of our Jiangsu Province. The young man said excitedly. The corners of Shang Guo's mouth rose slightly, yesterday's piano selection competition finally came to an end, and he also won the championship as he wished, and won the qualification for the national piano competition. And the person in front of him was Zhang Jia, a reporter from Chaoyang Entertainment News in Nanshan City, who came to interview him.

Shang Guo smiled "humbly": "It's just a fluke to win the championship of the selection competition, in fact, there are many contestants whose strength is not lower than me, maybe it's just because I played better that day, but, no matter what, since I won the championship of Jiangsu Province, then in the national piano competition, I will definitely work hard to bring back enough honor for Jiangsu Province." ”

"No, no, it's not a fluke that you won the championship, in the final final, in the top four, only you won with an absolute advantage of all ten votes, this is by no means a fluke, Mr. Shen, modesty is our Chinese virtue, but there is also a saying that excessive modesty is pride." Reporter Zhang Jia laughed.

Shang Guo laughed, and the land ball on the side also showed a proud face. Talking and laughing, he finally walked to the elevator, Zhang Jia said with a smile: "Okay, Mr. Shang, I won't bother much, you go back to accompany Ms. Zhang, if I hadn't come to Mr. Shang today, I wouldn't have known that Ms. Zhang was actually hospitalized, well, please go back." Shang Guo and Lu Qiuqiu responded with a smile, and at this time, the elevator just went up to the ninth floor, the elevator door opened, and then a huge black shadow rushed out.

"Let go, let me ...... trouble!" The sudden black shadow caught Zhang Jia and Shang Guo outside the elevator a little unprepared, and they hurriedly let go, and Lu Qiuqiu became angry before he could stand firmly: "Hurry up to reincarnate, don't you see anyone outside the elevator." ”

Listening to the familiar voice, Ye Fei was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his eyes skimmed. Damn, these two guys again, it's so fateful? Shang Guo outside the elevator also stared at Ye Fei, glanced at Ye Fei, and then looked at the white grand piano on the trailer behind Ye Fei, his eyes were slightly gloomy. Although Lu Qiuqiu's words are not good, Ye Fei may be more accountable in normal times, but now saving people is like fighting fire, Ye Fei didn't hear it, and ran to the left with the trailer.

At this time, Lu Qiuqiu finally saw clearly that it was Ye Fei who almost hit them just now, so he was angry in his heart, did this guy specifically fight against them? Lu Qiuqiu was about to scold, but he didn't think that Ye Fei didn't take care of them at all, and just pulled the trailer and ran. Looking at Ye Fei's hurried look, Lu Qiuqiu was stunned, and forgot to scold a few words angrily, stayed for a while, and then looked at Shang Guodao: "This guy, what are you doing pulling the piano to the hospital?"

Shang Guo's brows furrowed slightly, he couldn't figure it out either. It stands to reason that the hospital should not allow such a big piano to be brought in, and besides, bring the piano to the hospital? What does this guy want to do? Shang Guo's eyes narrowed and he muttered for a while, "Follow up and see, what is this guy going to do?" Zhang Jia next to him looked at Shang Guo and Lu Qiuqiu strangely, they seemed to be familiar with the person just now, but looking at Lu Qiuqiu's angry look, it seemed that the relationship was not very good. Moreover, the piano on the man's trailer should be a Yamaha if I read it correctly, and it doesn't seem to be cheap. Could it be that he is also a pianist? The collision between the mysterious pianist and the piano prince in the hospital produces violent sparks.

Well, Zhang Jia's gossip soul as a reporter is burning. Zhang Jia, who was slightly excited, also smiled: "Anyway, it's okay, I'll go with you to have a look, take the piano to the hospital, haha, does that guy still want to perform piano playing in the hospital, can't he ......." ”

…… Ward 905. Yue Nantong, the attending doctor of the Department of Neurology, finally shook his head slightly, handed the electric shock first-aid device in his hand to the nurse on the side, and then walked up to Zhao Luna's father, Zhao Changshu, and sighed a little apologetically: "I'm sorry, we've done our best, Mr. Zhao, you have to be mentally prepared, maybe, maybe you can only last another half a day." ”

Zhao Changshu's face darkened, his eyes looked at Zhang Die on the hospital bed blankly, and the tears in his eyes finally slowly flowed: "My daughter is gone, are you finally going to leave me?" trembling and slowly walked to the bed, looking at Zhang Die, who was lying motionless on the bed, with emaciated skin and bones, Zhao Changshu finally couldn't help but cry out with grief in his heart. At this time, Ye Fei, who was hurrying over with the piano, heard the cry from the ward, and Ye Fei's heart tightened. Accelerating again and rushing to the door of the ward, Ye Fei looked blankly at Zhao Changshu who was sitting on the hospital bed crying bitterly, and Ye Fei slapped himself hard. It's still too late. When Zhao Luna saw this scene, she couldn't bear it and fainted.

At this time, Shang Guo and Lu Qiuqiu in the back, and reporter Zhang Jia also rushed up, standing at the door of the ward, looking at Zhao Changshu, who was crying in the ward, and Zhang Die, who was lying motionless on the bed. Shang Guo's face froze, and a trace of grief flashed in his eyes. And Zhang Jia's face next to him finally became solemn, looking at the figure on the hospital bed, and sighed in his heart: Zhang Die, a famous domestic musician and violinist.

It turns out that the previous rumors were true, and he fell unconscious after being oversaded by his daughter's car accident. Zhang Jia turned his head to look at the expressions of the doctors and nurses in the ward, coupled with Zhao Changshu's painful sorrow. Zhang Jia shook his head, looking at the current situation, it is estimated that it will not work. It's a pity that another domestic music master has passed away.

Looking at the father and daughter crying in front of the hospital bed, Ye Fei deeply felt his powerlessness. Obviously, he has worked so hard, and Moonlight Song has practiced very well, but God suddenly came like this. Taking a deep breath, Ye Fei put down the trailer, and then slowly walked to the two fathers and daughters in front of the hospital bed, and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry." ”

This apology is for Zhao Luna, he didn't finish what he promised Zhao Luna, and it was also for Zhao Changshu, if he could come earlier, then the tragedy might be saved. Hearing the voice behind him, Zhao Changshu, who was crying bitterly, wiped his tears, and then looked at Ye Fei with red and swollen eyes.

"Ye Fei, you're here. Zhao Changshu actually remembered Ye Fei. Ye Fei's eyes also began to redden: "Well, I'll come to see Auntie, I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

"Hey, if you have a heart, take a look, in the future, you won't see it again!" As he spoke, Zhao Changshu's serious tears surged again, and his body began to shake.

"Uncle's Day condolences!" Ye Fei hurriedly supported Zhao Changshu. Carefully helped Zhao Changshu to the chair next to him and sat down, Ye Fei turned his head to look at Zhang Die, who was lying motionless on the hospital bed, and then looked at Zhao Luna, who was in tears and empty eyes beside the bed.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Fei looked at Zhao Changshu and sighed lightly: "Uncle, Aunt Zhang is my favorite musician, originally I came to visit Aunt Zhang today and brought a piano piece that I recently learned, and I wanted to play it to Aunt Zhang, but I didn't expect that I would be late in the end." After a pause, Ye Fei gritted his teeth and continued: "I'm late, but uncle, I still want to play it in front of Aunt Zhang, can you let me see off Aunt Zhang with this piano piece." ”

Zhao Changshu paused, looked up at Ye Fei, and then turned his head to look at the piano on the forklift outside the ward, his eyes were slightly distracted, and his daughter was also learning piano. Then let my wife listen to it one last time. A trace of grief flashed in Zhao Changshu's eyes, and then nodded towards Ye Fei: "If you have a heart, you, feel free!"