The sun still rises over the horizon every day, and Carlos begins to train harder.

Shen Ke still comes to teach him Chinese every week, seventeen-year-old Shen Ke is about to go to college, he misses the law major, but unfortunately the language is a hard injury, it is obviously difficult to find a suitable tutor, and Carlos just happens to help each other.

Oleg has already tried out for Guò, and although he is now on the bench in the B team, with his sociable personality, he doesn't think he will mix too badly in the dressing room, and Carlos is only worried about whether he will sneak out to find a girl to spend the night in training.

After Su Qingjia left, Carlos sorted out all the things in the dormitory. He took out all the sticky notes that Bella had written for him when he was lonely in Columbus Square and pasted them on the wall with glue. The color of the paper is very bright, the handwriting is beautiful, and it has not faded much in a year or two due to proper preservation.

Carlos would read the sticky notes every day and read them to himself.

And the painting, the painting of a handicap of flowers painted for him by a painter on Las Ramblas, which he had someone framed and hung in the middle of a sticky note.

He named the painting "Pretty Boy."

Sometimes he would think of the days when he was ridiculed in the orphanage, but those memories seemed too vague, he couldn't remember them anymore, the insults, the ridicule, the fights, all were gone, even the boy who had fought him the most fiercely, he couldn't remember his name or what kind of face he looked on.

There are still a lot of people in the senior team who call him a beautiful boy, Garcia, they will also call him, and he will always give a little greeting.

The coaches drew up a new training plan for him, and he gladly accepted that the more intense activities and consistent and effective workouts allowed him to improve little by little, at least, the number of 50-meter runs would not be deceiving.

Next year's admissions season, he wants to move to a higher team, although he is also a little reluctant to Garcia them, but he has to get stronger, he has to win every game, he has to take every opportunity-

He wants to defeat all his rivals before anyone else discovers the beauty of Bella.

Carlos also began to learn a little oil painting, but he is not sensitive to color, although the lines are smooth, but how awkward the tone looks out, it just so happened that a pen painting teacher came to the school, he got started quickly, and the teacher also taught him to draw with appreciation.

Up to now, his painting books have been used up very thick, and there are a lot of waste drafts in the middle. With memory and imagination, he painted all kinds of Bella, most of them were smiling, and there was only one of them, which he painted for a long time, and it was Bella wearing a cardigan at night with tears in her eyes.

But he thought it was beautiful, because at that time, her eyes were full of him, and those tears were all shed to him.

Carlos went to the bookstore to buy a map of the world and the United States, and although he was not very good at geography, he also knew that there was a difference of nine time zones between the Iberian Peninsula and the United States.

While the golden sun shines on Barcelona, Pennsylvania is still in the middle of the night.

Bella's parents told him about Bella's phone call in the United States, but he hadn't made a call.

He was afraid that his angel was sleeping soundly and that the sudden ringing of the bell would startle her sweet dreams.

□□ the phone card out of the latch, Carlos walked back to La Masia with his head down, and on the way, he bought a rainbow lollipop, still familiar with the taste, a little tired, the producer was really tenacious.

*

Located in Pennsylvania, Philadelphia is the largest and most populous city in Pennsylvania, where the economy is booming, high-paying knowledge industries and traditional industries are organically combined, and relying on a strong university town, the oldest city in American history is still thriving.

The prestigious Curtis Institute of Music is located right in Philadelphia.

After coming to the United States, Louis took Su Qingjia to live in an apartment outside the academy temporarily, and the school arranged a place for Louis, but Louis, an artist with a strange tune, still likes to find a place to live by himself, and he fell in love with a villa, which is nearby.

Louis was a rich man, he bought what he wanted, without even blinking an eyelid, and in his words, in order to build good art, it was necessary to build a good atmosphere.

Now the house has just been renovated by the old comrade of the artist, and the smell has not yet dissipated, so I live outside first, and I am not in a hurry for a while.

Su Qingjia was honestly practicing the piano in the piano room, and Louisto was holding a red wine glass, crossing Erlang's legs, and squinting leisurely.

After practicing all morning, Louis has been repeating "come again", "come again", "come again", and his tone is also leisurely, he is about to drink a few glasses, and Su Qingjia has not heard a word of other words from his mouth.

This boring and hard practice has been going on for almost half a year, and it started when I was in Barcelona. Although Louis is indeed a world-class pianist with a superb level, and his knowledge and experience are not comparable to ordinary people, when it comes to guidance, he will use his mouth to say what is not working.

But when it comes to teaching students, Su Qingjia really doesn't dare to compliment, Louis taught her a lot of knowledge, and she didn't say anything in detail, it was all up to Su Qingjia to be blind, and she swallowed the dates and ate them whole. It's a shame that Su Qingjia is a strange aunt in Lori's skin, and her understanding ability is not bad, otherwise even a genius child would have to be forced by Old Man Louis.

After teaching the knowledge, the old man felt that it was almost time to fight, so he asked Su Qingjia to play a bullet all day long, and he didn't give advice, just dangling a glass of red wine and feeling comfortable on the sofa.

Su Qingjia doesn't know what direction to look for now, so he plays cotton every day, ding ding dong dong.

With a movement of his wrist, Su Qingjia let out a long sigh.

Although the old man brought her to Philadelphia, it did not mean that she was able to enter the Curtis Institute of Music.

From January to March every year, it is the enrollment season of the college, and students with artistic talents all over the world yearn for this palace of music, Su Qingjia can only rely on his own efforts to impress the judges of the admissions examination and become one of the 160 students who enter the college.

When Louis talked to her at the beginning, Su Qingjia panicked for a while, and also thought about the consequences of doing this, but in the end she gritted her teeth and came here firmly, since she was young once, why not work hard? She didn't want to regret it.

It's a big deal, isn't it just to keep practicing, and then wait for the next year's admissions exam, she's still on this pass.

Thinking of this, Su Qingjia flipped to the next page of the score and began to play again.

Five minutes later, Louis threw her another "come again."

Resigned to continuing to play, Su Qingjia was crazy in her heart: Come to your sister again!! Nima, old man, you are the man who wants to be the head of the piano department, can't you say anything else?

On February 3rd, Su Qingjia ushered in her first birthday in the United States, and Mingling flew over from Spain to celebrate her birthday with Luis, which was the loneliest birthday she had since she was reborn.

After her heart was congested, she was quickly relieved, after all, this path was her own choice, and from the beginning, she was ready to endure hardships. She can also continue to live without pressure like in her previous life, one person is fed, and no one in the family wants her to raise, but after meeting that brave teenager, she told herself, in fact, you can be very different.

In fact, she has always been afraid of the word dream, yes, afraid, she is afraid of being injured on the way to chase her dreams, and she is even more afraid that one day her dreams will be shattered little by little, she does not have the courage to pursue them, and the rich life has taught her to escape and enjoy comfort.

But Carlos told her that life can be different because of a little effort.

A small effort, a small difference, a big effort, a big difference.

She likes to go to La Masia to watch Carlos train, her brilliant blonde hair has a diamond glow, and every time there is a breakthrough, he will be the first to run to her, she will be happy for him and cheer for his next breakthrough.

Su Qingjia thought, why can't she make a little effort? These efforts may also make a difference for her.

After eating the cake, Su Jingkang called her and wished his baby daughter a happy birthday, and many people called one after another to bless her, but only one voice was missing - Carlos.

She read the book for a while and slept with Mingling.

Half a month later, it will be the entrance exam of the piano department, and Mingling will always accompany her here to prepare for the exam during this time.

Seeing her daughter's worries, Mingling comforted her: "Don't be nervous, just play at a normal level, and don't need to put pressure on yourself." ”

"But what if I don't get in?" Su Qingjia was still a little apprehensive, "I don't want to be eliminated, and I don't want to rely on Grandpa Louis to get in." I want to be on my own. ”

Philadelphia in January is much colder than Barcelona, the snow has accumulated very thickly, but at night, the bed of mother and daughter is still very warm.

Ming Ling hugged her and said in a gentle voice, "Bella, have faith in yourself. ”

"But lately, Louis has been saying to me, 'Come again, come again,' Mom, I don't know what to do." Su Qingjia lay on Mingling's chest, and her tone was delicate.

"You have to learn to 'see' with your eyes, with your ears, with all your senses." Ming Ling said, "Bella, you will be a pianist in the future, you will use your music to let everyone touch your emotions, but first, you must learn to look at the audience, see their demeanor, and adjust your own state." ”

"So how do you see it?" Su Qingjia was a little puzzled, "Mom, you're so amazing." ”

Ming Ling patted her on the back and said, "It's up to you, in fact, this is what Louis asked me to tell you, how can my mother have this ability, it's just that your grandfather Louis is embarrassed to sue you." ”

"Then I'll try it tomorrow." Su Qingjia was a little impatient.

"It's better to get a good night's sleep before you try." Mingling scratched her daughter's small nose, "Go to sleep." ”