When he said these words, the corners of Chen Yi's eyes were moist, and his crying tone was unusually obvious.

"Don't think about it."

Jiang Ye lit a cigarette and handed it to Chen Yi very unexpectedly, "Listen, the sound of the river." ”

The two of them lay on the railing of the bridge, looked at the endless moat, smoked cigarettes, and fell silent.

"Where do you say, where does the river go?"

Jiang Ye suddenly asked inexplicably.

"This river is connected to the Yangtze River, and it all goes to the Yangtze River."

Chen Yi replied.

"You see, they are scrambling to go to the Yangtze River, why?"

Jiang Ye asked again.

"Perhaps, I want something exciting."

Chen Yi took a puff of his cigarette and replied after thinking about it.

"Don't you want a wonderful life?"

Hearing this, Chen Yi subconsciously looked back at Jiang Ye, and for a moment, he was speechless and didn't know how to answer.

After a moment's hesitation, she replied:

"Well, I want to!"

Jiang Ye flicked the cigarette ash and said:

"Beicheng Group is a very small platform, relatively speaking, the Chen Group will be bigger, if you want to have a wonderful life, you must continue to challenge all kinds of big stages, anyway, I must accompany my father to participate in the election."

"Because I disqualified him."

"I want to help him get it back."

"As for you, I don't force it, you should think about it during this time."

Chen Yi looked at Jiang Ye with a tangled face, and finally nodded and hummed softly.

"Also, in the past two days, Mengmeng School has held a violin competition, so take a leave of absence and go to the competition, so you can relax."

Jiang Ye replied.

"Well, good!"

Chen Yi knew that Mengmeng was learning violin, so he nodded lightly and agreed.

The two were silent for a moment.

Suddenly, Chen Yi looked at Jiang Ye, "Can I borrow your shoulder?" ”

"Yes, you can."

Then, Chen Yi slowly leaned on Jiang Ye's shoulder, looking quietly into the distance, she seemed to see the turbulent Yangtze River.

……

A duplex in a small two-storey building in the suburbs.

"Hey, Teacher Xu Jiahui, I am Hu Min's father, why didn't I let my daughter participate in this year's violin competition?"

Hu Guanyu glanced at her daughter who was lying in the room crying softly, and asked unhappily.

"Mr. Hu, the principal said that Min Min has been participating in the competition for several years in a row and has won numerous awards, so there is no need to participate in this kind of novice competition, and you are a violin expert in our city, and you are also the judge of this time, so the principal is ready to let Meng Meng participate and give newcomers a chance."

Xu Jiahui explained on the other end of the phone.

"She's better than my daughter?"

"No!!"

"Then why let her participate, participating in the competition represents the face of the school, and it's really interesting for you to send a newbie over."

"Actually, Meng Meng played well, just studied for a while, and played very well."

Hu Guanyu nodded lightly, "That's good, during the competition, I want to see how well this cute one plays." ”

Then, he hung up the phone.

"Hmph, you can do whatever you want with a dad who takes advantage of the money, right, see how I make you lose face."

……