was disturbed by Song Baojun, and the girls' grievances seemed to be heavier, and they began to collectively besiege Mai Xuanlin. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info didn't do much, that is, everyone was sitting in the lounge, Mai Xuanlin was standing alone, and everyone kept talking.

"Do you think you're stupid enough to die! How dare you find such a frustrated boyfriend to rescue you, and when I see him like that, with an old coat on top and an old suit below, wearing similar clothes like a township cadre, I'm going to die of laughter, okay?"

"Hey, sparrow girl, cry if you want to, no one will pay attention to you. ”

After talking for a long time, the girl at the head looked at her mobile phone and said: "There is still half an hour before we can play, everyone get ready, whoever has no makeup to make up for it, don't leave a bad impression on the leader." Sparrow girl, I want you to play according to the rhythm of our dance, you can't highlight yourself anyway, remember?"

Mai Xuanlin was about to agree, when suddenly someone broke in without knocking on the door.

"Ah, hello Mr. Qin. The girls all stood up and greeted them.

The person who came was a very thin middle-aged woman, dressed up like a noble lady in a TV series. "Oh, you're all here, I just had an urgent notice. The piano dance was canceled for a while, everyone worked hard, and then went to the canteen for a meal at noon, and the school arranged a banquet. ”

"What? cancel?" the girls looked at each other in disbelief.

"Yes, this is what the dean explained, and I heard that the superior leaders don't like messy dancing very much. Teacher Qin said, "It's enough to let Mai Xuanlin play the piano alone." ”

The girl at the head shouted: "How can you say that it will be canceled? For today's performance, our 'Moon Miao' Dance Troupe didn't go home to rest all weekend, and practiced for two whole days. Teacher Qin, why?"

Teacher Qin was very embarrassed: "I don't know, I'm just here to convey the leader's notice." But don't worry, there will be a chance next time. ”

"When will you wait until next time?" the girl looked very aggrieved: "Why will there be so many media next time?"

Teacher Qin naturally looked like a teacher, and said solemnly: "This is the leader's decision, and I have no right to interfere." As long as you study hard and practice hard, there will always be a day when you will come out in the future. That, wheat, wait for you to come on stage alone, don't have any psychological burden, you must perform with your heart, and strive to contribute wonderful programs to the leadership. ”

"Yes, I will. Mai Xuanlin nodded hurriedly.

"How so? The girls looked at each other, unable to hide their disappointment, and they were all depressed like chickens in soup and dogs in mourning.

After Teacher Qin left, Song Baojun reappeared at the door: "It's very simple, because I don't think you are suitable, so you can't go on stage." ”

"You...... Who the hell are you?" The girls could no longer speak, and Tong General glared at him with extremely complicated eyes. Some glare, some indifferent, and more pleading.

"I'm not anyone, anyway, I can cancel your performance qualifications......" Song Baojun paused slightly, and his voice suddenly became very stern: "I can also cancel your reading qualifications!"

The unkind eyes looked around, staring closely at the six girls. Look at this style, look at this posture, either the rich second generation who can influence the decision-making of the hospital or the second generation of officials who are linked to the scene, the girls are so frightened that they don't dare to make a sound.

beckoned Mai Xuanlin to come over again, but this time no one stopped him.

Mai Xuanlin stood beside him obediently, wiped the corners of her eyes, barely squeezed out a flattering smile, and said, "Senior brother." ”

Song Baojun looked at everyone and said, "My junior sister Mai Xuanlin, I like her very much, I don't want her to be wronged at school, do you understand?"

The girl in the lead bit her lower lip and didn't answer, and the other girl rushed to answer: "Know, know!"

Song Baojun also said: "As an art practitioner, you must not only talk about artistic skills, but also have morality. Look at what you just looked, where is the morality? In order to express yourself in front of the media, you actually oppress other classmates, where do you put your art? Piano dance, as the name suggests, the piano is the core, dance is just a companion, vainly trying to reverse the priority, the eunuch sits on the throne, do you have that level?"

The girls were silent.

"The cancellation of the dance program this time is just a small warning to you, try to focus on studying and work hard to improve yourself in the future, there are still many opportunities. But!" Song Baojun came to a turning point: "If my junior sister is still treated similarly, your artistic career may end here!"

"You—You misunderstood, we were joking with wheat just now......"

"Alright, let's all go out, don't stay here as an eyesore. Song Baojun waved his hand impatiently.

The girls flocked out.

Mai Xuanlin couldn't bear it anymore, tears slipped down her cheeks one after another, and then dripped to the ground, splashing small dust.

Song Baojun pulled a chair and sat in, lit the river hookah and said, "Okay, don't cry, there will be a performance later, you are so emotional, can you finish the performance?"

Mai Xuanlin really didn't dare to cry anymore, slowly suppressed her tears, and stood on the side one by one, with misty tears in her eyes, which was very beautiful.

Song Baojun suddenly found that her eyes looked like her younger sister when she was a child. At that time, my sister would always look at herself with such eyes when she was wronged, and her heart would melt instantly as long as she looked at it more.

For a while, I couldn't help but say softly: "Life grows, matures and then passes away in constant tribulations, and a life without experiencing pain is not a complete life." You have to understand that this is a process, that we exist to enjoy it, or to face it, and there is no escape from life. ”

Only a middle-aged person with a considerable level of experience can understand the deep meaning of Song Baojun's words, and the fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl can't understand it at all, but it doesn't prevent Mai Xuanlin from feeling his kindness, so she nodded hurriedly and said, "Senior brother, I remember, I will face it." ”

The two had only met once last Friday afternoon, and had not spoken more than three sentences, because they were both disciples of Tu Fen. Outsiders seem to have only met once, but the entertainment industry pays attention to the master-apprentice generation, and this connection may last for a long time.

Song Baojun said, "Wait for what repertoire to play, are you ready?"

Chapter 3 of the Brandenburg Concerto, excerpts from The Marriage of Figaro, and Chopin's Waltz in C sharp minor. ”

"It's all cheerful songs, can you be in a good mood now?"

"I—I'll adjust it as soon as possible. Mai Xuanlin said timidly: "Senior, senior brother, can I call you brother?"