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In a flash, the days are imperceptibly late August, and the summer heat continues, and the city is as hot as a stove, and only in the room can you enjoy a little coolness.

In the afternoon, after taking a nap, Ye Chen lay on the cool bamboo chair, listened to a song, flipped through a book called "Classic Movie Review", and occasionally looked up at the green bamboo leaves outside the window, feeling peaceful and content.

"I once dreamed of going to the end of the world with a sword,

See how prosperous the world is."

A ringtone and vibration of the mobile phone interrupted Ye Chen's clean time in the afternoon.

Since the last time he heard the man with the severed limb sing this song in Disneyland, Ye Chen felt that it was good, so he deliberately changed it to a mobile phone ringtone. When I hear this bell, I sometimes think of the man on crutches and the little girl named Yuyu.

Ye Chen got up, picked up a mobile phone worth 399 from the desk, and looked at the caller ID, it was his mother calling.

"Mom, why did you call today?" After Ye Chen went to college, he used the money he earned from his part-time job to buy an old man's machine for his mother, which was cheap and easy to use, and easy to contact. He usually calls his mother once a week, and his mother rarely calls him unless something happens.

"Chenzi, Mom forgot to mention it to you before, today is your sister Cui'er's big day, you can call her later to say some happy words. On the phone, my mother said to Ye Chen, with a thick mountain accent.

"Oh, I remember that my grandfather mentioned to you last time during the Chinese New Year, saying that Sister Cui'er had promised to a family in the town to do business, and I didn't expect to get married so soon. Mom, what do you see at the other party's house? Will Sister Cui'er suffer when she marries?"

"Hey, that family is magnificent, the house has three floors, and there are three cars and a tractor when picking up relatives, your sister Cui'er has face!" Ye Chen's mother said a little excitedly on the phone.

"That's good, Mom, I remember your words, wait for Ming'er to call and send a happy message!" Ye Chen listened to his mother's happy voice on the phone, and felt sorry for himself, the mountains are poor, in their village, every household is blue bricks and red tiles, some people still have mud brick houses, few people build small white porcelain houses, not to mention cars, so his mother is happy that Sister Cui'er can marry into a family like this in the town.

Then Ye Chen said a few words to his mother, and his mother told him on the phone to study hard outside and find a job, so that he could make a show in the future and make a face for the old Ye family.

Of course, this is a cliché, most of the young people in the mountains have only received a junior high school education, and they go out to work hard very early, and his mother has always been proud of his college student and hopes that he will get ahead.

This is just what every parent expects of their children!

After chatting a few words, his mother was about to help, Ye Chen hung up his phone, and he had a different feeling in his heart.

once dreamed of going to the end of the world with a sword, but now he is going farther and farther on this road!

Thinking that Sister Cui'er is now married, Ye Chen is also embarrassed.

Sister Cui'er is the most beautiful girl in the village, two years older than Ye Chen, Sister Cui'er's family has a good personal relationship with her own family, and he and Sister Cui'er played together every day when he was a child. Later, after Ye Chen's father died in an accident, Ye Chen became silent, that is, Sister Cui'er often comforted him and made him happy.

At that time, on a sunny and breezy spring, by the lake, he once innocently said to Sister Cui'er: "Sister Cui'er, when I grow up, I must marry you!"

At that time, Sister Cui'er's eyes narrowed into crescents, pulled him to a cedar tree, carved a mark on the tree with a stone, and said with a smile: "When Xiaochen grows so tall, my sister will agree to marry you." ”

He was ten years old that year, and Sister Cui'er was twelve years old!

Later, as I grew older, the ignorance I felt when I was a child faded. However, as a young man, he still likes Sister Cui'er with a ponytail. Then Ye Chen went to high school in Shancheng with the help of Sister Liu, and rarely went back to the village, and later heard Cui'er's mother say that the day he went to Shancheng, Sister Cui'er kept crying.

Later, the former teenager has long changed, and now Sister Cui'er is married to a wife.

The past follows the wind, and it comes all the way, which is called youth!

"Ye boy, are you there?" A knock on the door interrupted Ye Chen's distant thoughts.

Listening to the voice was the voice of Old Man Murong.

"Old man, what's the matter?" Ye Chen opened the door and stared at Old Man Murong with a little alarm.

To be honest, he is a little afraid of seeing the old man Murong now, because the old man likes to pull him to talk about scriptures and songs when he has nothing to do, and from time to time he also pulls him to play a song and laugh at the rivers and lakes, which makes him a little headache. Because of this, there was a time before when he deliberately did not stay in the house and ran back to school.

"Hehe, Ye boy, you are afraid that I won't be able to eat you with this old man! It's a good thing, the principal wants to see you!" Old man Murong thought it was funny and said happily.

"Headmaster, which headmaster?" Ye Chen looked confused.

"Stinky boy, you forgot, you once said that you wanted to enter the directing department of our academy, but you couldn't, old man, I paid attention to it for a while, and specially asked the principal of the academy to say it. The principal wants to see you!" said Old Man Murong with an unfathomable smile.

"Really?" Ye Chen was taken aback, after participating in the summer camp of the Drama Academy last time, he was originally slow to fade away from this matter, but now listening to Old Man Murong's words, his heart is naturally happy, so he thanked him: "Thank you, old man, you have a heart!"

"Haha, Ye boy, don't be too happy. I helped you because you kid was pleasing to the eye, but you don't want to think about why the principal wants to see you?" said Old Man Murong.

"Uh, didn't you want to see me for your sake?" Ye Chen was confused again.

"Boy, you think too highly of me!" Old Man Murong smiled heartily and continued: "Old man, I have been retired for many years, and people will not necessarily buy my account, and I can't afford to pull down my old face. I'm just saying that you are a talent, and the music you make can be called everyone, and the other party is willing to meet you. “

"Oh, that's it!" Ye Chen suddenly realized when he heard this.

"Let's go!" Old Man Murong greeted.

So, Ye Chen also closed the door and followed.

Ten minutes, Ye Chen followed Old Man Murong to the principal's office.

The principal of the Modu Drama Academy is a lean man of about fifty years old, wearing white Zhongshan short sleeves, with raw mineral eyes, and neatly combed hair.

"Old man Murong, is this the student you said can make music comparable to everyone's?" After the principal beckoned the two of them to sit down, he stared at Ye Chen seriously.

"Hehe, Principal Yu, old man, I'm so old, can't I lie to you?" Old Man Murong smiled heartily.

"Haha, the old man laughed, for your sake, I want to see the ability of you, a young man who is highly respected by everyone in opera!" Principal Yu smiled and got up without any delay.

"Go to the instrument room, young man, take out the music you composed and let me listen to it, if it's true, I can make the decision and let the school come up with a research quota for you in the directing department!" Principal Yu smiled at Ye Chen, he was also curious about what Ye Chen was capable of, so that Old Man Murong could visit him and tell him about it.

"That kid, I'm better than being respectful!" Ye Chen smiled faintly, looking confident and calm.

It's not too much for him!