At the end of November, the temperature in Huacheng suddenly plummeted.

At seven o'clock in the morning on Saturday, Song Huanian pushed open the window, and a cold air rushed to his face.

She shuddered, let out a hot breath, and the white mist visible to the naked eye drifted out.

Looking down, Steward Li was dressed thicker than usual, and he was sitting and exercising in the courtyard.

"Uncle Lee, good morning!"

Song Huanian waved at him and said hello.

Steward Li stood up straight and smiled slightly: "Good morning." ”

"It's cooling, you're going to take violin lessons later, remember to keep warm."

"Got it!"

Song Huanian responded and closed the window.

Violin lessons start at half past nine in the morning, and it's still early.

Song Huanian unhurriedly pulled a book from the bookshelf, sat down on the grass ball and read it.

About eight o'clock, she opened the bookstand on the table, pulled out a bookmark and put it in the middle, got up and went into the bathroom.

She washed her face, brushed her teeth, and smeared her skin care products without hurrying.

I opened the wardrobe and took out a gray fleece dress, put on a brown trench coat and changed it on, and picked a pair of small white shoes at random.

Closing the book spread out on the table and putting it back in its original position, Song Huanian picked up the violin on the table and went downstairs.

She placed her violin on a nearby stool and leaned on the kitchen door, poking her head out.

"Aunt Zhang, what are you going to eat today?"

"Good morning." Aunt Zhang scooped the white porridge with a smile and replied, "Today I made you steamed buns with white porridge." ”

"Okay!"

"But you should drink less of this porridge, and you will have to drink a glass of milk later."

"Got it!" Song Huanian sat back at the table and stirred the white porridge that Aunt Zhang had just brought with a spoon.

Just as she was eating the buns, Steward Li came in from the courtyard and suddenly opened his mouth.

"Last week, Teacher Yang called home and asked why you didn't go to class."

“？？？”

Last week?

Song Huanian swallowed the food in his mouth, wiped his mouth with a tissue and said, "Didn't I go to Dr. Li last week?" ”

"Teacher Yang called last Saturday."

“！”

Song Huanian sighed in her heart, she went shopping with Xu Mu and Mi Lili last Saturday.

Now that I think about it, it seems that I didn't ask Mr. Yang for leave at that time, which was very rude.

"That..."Song Huanian asked, "Uncle Li, what did you tell Teacher Yang?" ”

"I said you suddenly had something wrong and went to the hospital." After Steward Li finished speaking, he walked into the kitchen with the vase on the table.

Although Mr. Yang has a good temper, he doesn't like students who are always absent from class, especially those who miss class without reason.

In her opinion, no matter how bad your talent is, as long as you are willing to endure hardships and work hard, there will be no bad students.

The good thing is that Yang Mei knows Song Huanian's physical condition.

She usually didn't go to class, and she mostly went to the hospital.

"Didn't Mr. Yang say anything?" Song Huanian still asked with some concern.

Steward Li's voice came from the kitchen: "No, Teacher Yang just said that you should pay more attention to your body, and the rest will not be asked again." ”

"That's good."

Song Hua breathed a sigh of relief, and then finished his breakfast with peace of mind.

Aunt Zhang brought a glass of milk: "Come, drink the milk." ”

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang." Song Huanian thanked politely and took the milk with both hands.

After drinking milk, Song Huanian burped with satisfaction and got into the car with the violin.

Mr. Yang's house is in the north of the city, and there are only two houses separated from Song Ci's family, to be precise, it is next door to Mi Lili's family.

Song Huanian got out of the car and pressed the doorbell.

Yang Mei, who was still tinkering with hygiene at home, opened the video at the door, "May I ask who you are?" ”

"Teacher Yang, I'm Hua Nian."

Yang Mei smiled and said, "Come in." ”

The door opened suddenly, and after Song Huanian entered, he closed the door.

She stood in the entrance with the piano, and Yang Mei had already walked over.

"It's time for Hua to come, you don't need to change your shoes, just come in."

Yang Mei beckoned to her and motioned for her to come over.

Song Huanian sat on the single sofa in the living room, a little restrained.

"Oh, I also said that you won't come today, for fear that something will happen to your body."

Yang Mei put two cups of tea on the table, picked up one of them, and sat on the couch,

"How are you doing? I heard your mother say she will have surgery next year? ”

Yang Mei actually likes Song Huanian very much, she thinks that Song Huanian is simply a girl born for the violin.

She is not only talented, but also extremely perceptive.

The music played by her hands was perfect.

It's just that the reason for the failure of the last game with Xu Wei was that the feelings were not brought in enough.

Song Huanian's technique is in the accuracy of the song, and she can completely express the feelings expressed in the song.

Xu Mu completely turned himself into a violin, adding his own feelings on the basis of understanding the music, making the emotions of the performance more vivid.

The two chatted for a while, and Yang Mei seemed to remember something, and asked, "Do you know about the violin competition in December?" ”

"Chinese music competition?" Song Huanian bowed his head, "I won't participate in this competition." ”

"Why?"

When the Chinese music competition first started to sign up, Yang Mei asked Song Huanian once.

Song Huanian refused very vaguely at that time, and Yang Mei still doesn't know what the reason for her not participating is.

Since winning the second place in the violin competition in the summer, Song Huanian seems to have been hit by something.

Yang Mei recalled slightly, "Is it because the girl who won the championship last time is also going to participate, are you scared?" ”

Song Huanian knew that she was talking about Xu Xu, so he shook his head.

"It's just that you won second place once, how can you be afraid to participate in the competition."

"What's the reason for that? The competition is on December 25th, Christmas, and it is still urgent to sign up. ”

Song Hua took a sip of tea and sighed.

"No, I said that I am in good physical condition now, so I advanced the operation. After all, there is no harm to the body in having surgery early, and it can recover faster. ”

Yang Mei was slightly taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "In advance?" When? ”

"It was supposed to be next year's summer vacation, and I went to ask Dr. Li last week. Experts in Beijing said they had brought forward the operation to mid-January next year, so it was too late. ”

Yang Mei nodded and took a sip of tea.

The competition takes almost half a month, and the participants come from all over the world, and if there is a special accident, the competition will be extended later.

That's basically the end of the game, and it's almost mid-January.

Time is pressing, and it is indeed too late.

And before the game, he had to increase the training time, and Song Huanian's body might not be able to resist.

"Hey." Yang Mei sighed, "It's a pity." ”