"What? Fu Chenxue and Zhou Yun want to invest in 'Jinglan' to establish 'Xueyun Conservatory of Music'? Hearing the news, almost all the teachers and students were dumbfounded, and the next moment, the "Century Pavilion" resounded with applause like the sky and the earth cracked, which was deafening and enduring.

Shangguan Chuxue was entrusted by everyone and asked Fu Chenxue and Zhou Yun to sing two songs for everyone. This little Nizi was originally the new generation goddess of "Jinglan", and today because of the chance encounter with Fu Chenxue and Zhou Yun, she has become a popular figure in the minds of teachers and students. It's just that she was reluctant to take out the signature of "Fu Chenxue came here", otherwise it would definitely detonate everyone's attention.

In the face of such compelling enthusiasm, Fu Chenxue and Zhou Yun naturally had no reason to refuse. Fortunately, the band that accompanied Fu Chenxue and Zhou Yun to participate in the Asian qualifiers of the "BBC Cardiff International Vocal Competition" is still there, although the members have changed several batches, but the level of the band is still not inferior to that year. This band has been under the personal guidance of Professor Feng Yuanheng, and it is also the only spiritual sustenance of the old man in the past three years. Of course, Feng Yuanheng didn't expect that this band would have to work with Fu Chenxue and Zhou Yun again one day.

With Kang Yikun's consent, Feng Yuanheng announced on the spot that he would rename this band as "Xueyun Band", which will be the chief band of the future "Xueyun Conservatory of Music", and the academy will do its best to make it an exclusive band for Fu Chenxue and Zhou Yun. The members of the band were all trembling with excitement, being able to become a member of Fu Chenxue and Zhou Yun's exclusive band, they were simply one step to the sky.

Fu Chenxue stroked the qin, Zhou Yun drummed the kite, and with the accompaniment of the "Snow Yun Band", Fu Chenxue and Zhou Yun sang "Believer" affectionately:

That night, I listened to Sanskrit singing for a night, not for enlightenment, but for a trace of your breath.

That month, I turned all the prayer chakras, not for excess, but for touching your fingerprints.

That year, I kowtowed and hugged the dust, not for the Buddha, but for your warmth.

In that life, I climbed 100,000 mountains, not to cultivate the next life, but to meet you on the road.

At that moment, I soared into an immortal, not for immortality, but to bless you with peace and joy.

……

On that day, I closed my eyes in the incense mist of the prayer hall and suddenly heard the mantra in your chant.

That month, I shook all the prayer wheels, not for excess, but to touch your fingertips.

That year, I kowtowed on the mountain road, not for the audience, but for your warmth.

In that life, turning mountains and rivers and turning pagodas, not to cultivate the next life, but to meet you on the way.

……

At that moment, I raised the wind horse, not to pray for blessings, but to wait for your arrival.

On that day, I built up the mani pile, not for the sake of cultivating virtue, but for planting the seeds of the heart lake.

That month, I shook all the prayer cylinders, not for excess, but to touch your fingertips.

That year, I kowtowed on the mountain road, not for the audience, but for your warmth.

In that life, turning the mountain is not for reincarnation, but only to meet you on the way.

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The singing voice is as pure and blue as it was back then, as if the white wild cranes are hovering over the beautiful snowy plateau, the difference is that the audience has changed, and there are more young and excited faces. Fu Chenxue and Zhou Yun are also very excited, the same stage, the same scene, the same singing, they get together again, life and death have gone through three years, three years of lovesickness, three years of despair, how many tears have become rivers in three years? After singing the song, Zhou Yun held Fu Chenxue's big hand, and her beautiful eyes were full of tears, "holding hands and looking at tears, I was speechless."

The "Divine Comedy" of the past reappeared in "Jinglan", and the teachers and students were crazy with excitement. Cameras and smartphones, and even professional photography equipment and equipment have appeared, and the sound of "crackling" shutter press is everywhere, which of course is quickly drowned out by the sound of the tide. The application of modern high technology has led to the extremely developed information industry, especially in universities, where all kinds of "high-tech" talents have emerged one after another. Fu Chenxue and Zhou Yun's performances are ongoing, and at the same time, various live videos appear on the Internet, and the professional production of zuò is by no means inferior to the professional production team of major domestic entertainment groups. There was a frenzy on the Internet, and the portal of "Jinglan" was quickly paralyzed, and after three years, "Divine Comedy" became popular on the Internet again.

Su Ying was sick during this time and recuperated at home. She doesn't surf the internet, doesn't watch TV, doesn't even read newspapers, and except for that cell phone, she's almost isolated from the world, becoming a lonely recluse in the city. When Fu Chenxue disappeared mysteriously, Su Ying's spirit suffered a heavy blow, and her heart was like ashes for a while. She was an introvert who never told anyone what was on her mind, only locking herself in the house in the dead of night, covering her face with a pillow and crying heartbreakingly. She hated herself for being too cold, too cowardly, and wouldn't fight with others to grab it, and seeing Fu Chenxue throw herself into the arms of other women, she deliberately pretended not to care, but in fact, her heart was bleeding. I always imagined that Fu Chenxue would one day change her mind, think of her, and love her deeply, but with Fu Chenxue's disappearance, this qiē became a dream bubble. Three years later, her personality has become colder, her person has become thinner, and she hardly speaks to anyone except for professional communication. How many nights, she took out the clothes she bought for Fu Chenxue one by one, looked at them stupidly, touched them softly, as if she touched Fu Chenxue's skin, smelled his familiar breath, couldn't help but be sad, and tears suddenly poured down.

In the past three years, Su Ying seems to have become a nun walking in the world, losing the faith in her heart, her body is getting worse day by day, and her spirit is breaking down day by day. Overloaded every day, locking up my heart and not communicating with others, and going home to the real yàn room to dissect the corpse, after a long time, there will definitely be problems. Before Fu Chenxue's return, Su Ying's spirit and hearing were both hallucinating in Yan zhòng, those beautiful hands could no longer hold the scalpel, her body and mind were exhausted, and she finally fainted at the scene during a mission. After a period of treatment in the hospital, the doctor returned home to recuperate, and at the same time sadly announced that she would never be able to pick up a scalpel again, and said goodbye to the forensic work she loved.

This doctor's order was equivalent to another stab in Su Ying's torn heart, her spirit completely collapsed, and when she returned home, she turned off the only mobile phone that had contact with the outside world, and lay quietly on the bed, quietly waiting for death. She was an orphan and was nowhere to be seen except for a babysitter she had hired when she fell ill. Colleagues from the city bureau came to visit her after she fell ill, but she blocked them all under the pretext of "retreat". Colleagues believed it and were afraid of disturbing her recuperation, but after a long time, coupled with the tension of work, no one came to the door again, and she was almost forgotten