In the back row, a round-faced girl burst into tears.

Her name is Zhang Tian, and this year is her third time taking the college entrance examination.

Since the third grade, she has been studying music, and piano and violin occupy most of her spare time.

From rejection at the beginning to love later, she gradually regarded music as the most important line in her life plan.

However, when she took the art exam for the first time the year before last, she was full of confidence and was not admitted to any of the four alternative schools because of her lack of professional scores.

The naked reality is in front of her, and compared to the candidates from all over the country, her talent is not the most outstanding.

In order to take the art exam, she spent all her spare time in junior high school and high school to improve herself, but she still failed the list, which was not an ordinary blow to her.

Her family persuaded her that the art exam was not the only way, and her cultural class grades were also good, and she should be able to get into a good school after repeating her studies for a year.

But she was not reconciled.

It's only two points off, if only I try a little harder.

She decided to try again.

This time, she forgot to sleep and eat, sleeping only four hours a day, and spent a year preparing.

However, the average quality of last year's candidates far exceeded that of previous years, and the difficulty of the basic written test was also slightly improved.

She cried all night, and her mother, who accompanied her to the exam, also sighed and tossed and turned for a long time.

She is embarrassed to mention the matter of repeating to her family, and her classmates are already sophomores, but she is still competing for places with her younger siblings in high school.

However, her mother took the initiative to tell her that if she wanted to, she would repeat her studies for another year.

She hesitated, because everyone was saying that the form of the art examination in the past few years has been severe, and the competitive pressure has increased year by year, and it will become more and more difficult in the future.

But do you just give up? So much effort from childhood to adulthood is in vain?

She was reluctant.

One last time, she told herself, it was the last time.

This year, she once again embarked on the journey of the art examination, and after three years of preparation, she has matured enough.

The joint entrance examination and the school examination passed in turn, and she was only one step away from entering the gate of Huayin.

But what she didn't expect was that due to the fact that she had invested too much energy in her professional classes, coupled with the fact that the difficulty of this year's college entrance examination mathematics paper was much higher than in previous years, and the Huayin admission score line was raised again, her cultural class scores did not meet the standard.

The third time.

Fail.

She was already desperate, and after checking her score at an internet café, she walked alone on the street for a long time until her panicked mother found her.

She gave herself a complete vacation.

The guzheng, which used to be regarded as a treasure, was placed in the corner of the bedroom and dusted, she ate and slept all day, slept and ate, and played with her mobile phone in bed when she woke up.

She thinks her life is over.

Therefore, when her mother happily told her that the newly built Xinghai Conservatory of Music in the city had begun to enroll students, and as long as she passed the joint entrance examination, she could participate in Xinghai's school examination with her certificate, her heart did not fluctuate.

And after she successfully passed the Xinghai school exam, she didn't feel any happiness.

In her opinion, Huayin is Huayin, and Xinghai is Xinghai, although she also likes the songs of the Black Hole Band, but this does not add much glory to Xinghai.

However, after learning that the professional teacher of the pop music department where she was studying was invited from Huayin, a sense of astonishment made her not know whether to be happy or sad.

From the beginning of school to the present, her heart has been a little twisted.

She knows that she doesn't care about that certificate, Xinghai's classmates, professional teachers and environment are all suitable for her, but there is always a faint unwillingness to be like a swarm of ants, which appears from time to time, biting her self-esteem.

"Maybe I don't have the talent,"

"But I have the innocence of dreams,"

"I'm going to prove it with my whole life,"

……

"Depressed after defeat,"

"That's a coward's performance,"

"As long as you breathe, clench your fists,"

……

Every line of the song is like being sung to her.

Suddenly, the sourness in my heart melted and merged into a warm current that ran down my back and went straight to the top of my head, and then with a shiver, it poured into my eyes and turned into tears.

"Run!"

"With cold eyes and ridicule!"

"How can you feel the vastness of life without suffering?"

"Fate can't make us fall to our knees and beg for mercy!"

"Even if it's blood, it's all over my arms!"

Zhang Tian covered her mouth, and at this moment, she finally understood why the Black Hole Band became the favorite rock band of young people.

After singing a song, it was like all the depression and pain were discharged into tears, and she only felt happy.

Wiping away her tears, she smiled and applauded desperately like the rest of her classmates, and her eyes brightened.

She has rediscovered her purpose and direction, which is to become an excellent musician like Cao Wu!

"This song is for you, like everyone in the sea of stars, you are also one of the pioneers. I hope you will be more courageous, the future belongs to you, for the beauty in your heart, uncompromising until you grow old, and encourage you!"

The ceremony ended perfectly, and Kong Weizhao and Zhang Qun hosted a banquet for Cao Wu and them at a nearby hotel.

But halfway through eating, Cao Wu suddenly answered a call, his face became solemn, and he hurriedly said goodbye.

City Hospital, Cao Wu went straight to the inpatient department.

There were many people waiting in line at the elevator entrance, Cao Wu took a look, and then flashed into the safe passage.

Climbing up to the ninth floor in one breath, he stopped a nurse and asked, "Hello, please ask where is ward 2913?"

"Huh?...... Oh, and turn left on the front for the second room. ”

"Okay, thank you. ”

Cao Wu hurriedly ran into the ward and saw his mother lying on the hospital bed, hanging in the air with one leg in a plaster cast, and his father sitting on the edge of the bed.

With a twitch in his heart, Cao Wu stepped forward and asked with concern, "Mom, are you okay?"

"It's fine. Zhang Jiaqian smiled and complained: "I blame your father, I said it, it's not a big deal, you're busy over there, don't tell you, he just won't listen to me." ”

"It's right if you don't listen to you, how can you hide such a big matter from me?" Cao Wu was very distressed and asked, "What's the matter?"

Dad shook his head helplessly and explained: "Your mother's unit is constructing, there is a section of digging a ditch, it just so happens that your mother is on turn for the past two days, she doesn't know, she didn't pay attention when she went to work, she fell and strained her ligaments." ”

Cao Wu frowned and asked, "What does the unit say?"

Zhang Jiaqian said with a smile: "Commander Bai and Political Commissar Feng have come to see me, and the responsibility for the problem lies with the construction party temporarily taking away the warning signs, of course, I also have carelessness, but this must be considered a work injury, and the unit will report it all." ”

"Does it hurt?" asked Cao Wu as he sat on the edge of the bed.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt if you don't move. Zhang Jiaqian asked: "Are you done with your work over there?" I don't have anything to do, at most I will stay in the hospital for a few days, if you want to be busy, go and be busy, don't delay things." ”

"I'm fine. Cao Wu shook his head, got up and took a piece of paper from the side of the bed, and helped his mother wipe the sweat on her forehead.

Ligament strain, how can it not hurt?