Su Man walked under the pine and cypress, raised his eyes and looked around again, and then looked at the vermilion gate, the last trace of expectation?

She withdrew her gaze from Zhumen, laughed at herself slightly, took a deep breath, lifted her spirits, and sat down. After sitting down, Su Man glanced at each other with Li Yuanfang and Song Ci, but saw that the other party cheered for her according to the "heart-to-heart" way she taught them before.

Su Man just smiled faintly and nodded at them to signal that they didn't need to worry. Su Man has always been a person who has come and is at peace. If you can't avoid difficulties, then face them directly, and worries are superfluous, so it's better to play well.

Seeing that Su Man still didn't have much energy, Song Ci stomped his feet and said something to Li Yuanfang's ear, only to see Li Yuanfang frowning, looking at the other party with disgust, and then stiffly stretched out his left hand to compare half of his big heart, but Song Ci was not right for a long time, Li Yuanfang helplessly pulled up the other party's right hand and gestured. The two finally came up with a "big heart" and gave it to Su Man.

"Poof" was cured by the cute behavior of the two chubby chicks. Just like in the past, she also made a few lovely friends here.

Li Yuanfang was right yesterday, she is indeed not suitable for playing "Liang Zhu", her fingering is not as smooth as Song Tongtong's, and her artistic conception is not as good as Yang Yujiao's.

So...... If you don't just move with your heart, let everyone discern for themselves, there is no story and no comparison, just rely on their own feelings.

After Su Man brought the prosthetic armor, he stroked the piano with both hands and brewed his emotions, and the surrounding disturbing crowd gradually quieted down.

It's just that after a while, Su Man didn't pluck the strings, as if he was in a steady position. Someone asked impatiently

"Su Man, do you want to play it from the bottom?"

"Yes, I shouldn't be surprised by Yang Yujiao's exquisite piano skills, this time I am ashamed of myself and dare not play?"

"If you don't admit defeat, just be direct, don't waste everyone's time, it's winter."

"I heard that this Su Man was originally going to play "Liang Zhu", she was afraid that she couldn't compare to Yang Yujiao, so she wanted to pretend to be a ghost or pretend to be sick there to escape!"

"Yes, it was rumored that she was a talented girl before! However, I have heard her play in the music class of the yellow class, and it is really not outstanding. ”

"It seems that rumors cannot be fully believed!"

"yes, it's still that bale of straw."

"Don't make a noise, are you deliberately upsetting Su Man's emotions to make her unable to compete with peace of mind." Fang Zijian said disdainfully to the person who was talking loudly: "Despicable! ”

But his eyes glanced at a few people around Yang Yujiao, and after looking at Yang Yujiao, Fang Zijian felt that he could look directly at the goddess, no longer sweating with brain heat, no longer nervous and trembling.

This is what he has been hoping for more than a year, not to make a fool of himself in front of the goddess, but every time he looks at Yang Yujiao, his heart will beat faster and his brain will short-circuit. It's just that at this moment, he is no longer nervous and trembling, and the throbbing in his heart turned into a butterfly and flew away after the song "Liang Zhu" just now, and now there is only a bitterness in his mouth.

Su Man is Fang Zijian's friend, and he will naturally belittle Su Man in order to please the goddess, but in his heart, Su Man is indeed far inferior to the goddess Yang Yujiao. But he never thought of really betraying the other party and betraying the Huang Ban......

At this moment, Fang Zijian felt that he was really ashamed of Su Man, and he was angry with Yang Yujiao in his heart, but he was more disgusted with himself.

Seeing the anger in Fang Zijian's eyes, the first few people stopped talking, could it be that this little fat man has a special relationship with Su Man, the little fat man who plays the piano, and they are so maintained.

The girls in the crowd began to distort other versions of the story, but the teenagers naturally knew that Fang Zijian was the person in his heart, and the joy among boys was not as secretive as that of girls, of course, Su Man and others were not in the scope of women.

Just after the crowd quieted down again, Su Man began to pluck the strings, the song "Pipa Language" by Teacher Lin Hai, which she had played on the piano, happened to have just practiced last night.

The performance of ancient style tunes with national musical instruments naturally complements each other. She plucked the strings with feeling, then slowly closed her eyes.

The gentle prelude and the beating melody seem to be in a state of mind at this moment.

The melodious sound of the piano surrounds the pines and cypresses, and the sound of the music is as if it has been searched for thousands of years, you are here, and I am there.

"Su Man, I know that you are also lonely, in fact, I am the same. I have read your life and know that you are too lonely and longing for family and longing for care. The brutality and willfulness in the back house is just to want the other party to pay more attention to you, of course, I also know your regrets before you died.

In the dream, I went back to Baidu, the old dream, the sadness and parting, the infatuation of the wrong payment, the regret of not life, a sigh.

Su Man, I know that the last thing you remember most in your life is your father and mother, you don't know why your mother treats you very coldly until you die, in fact, she loves you very much.

You worry about whether your father is safe, he is actually fine, but it is only because of your departure that there will be trouble.

I know that if you are born again here, you will definitely not want to repeat the past, or even take revenge, you just want your family to be harmonious and your parents to be healthy.

Suman, you and I are both Suman, I was originally your hurried passer-by here. Maybe I'm too lonely, and that world has problems that I want to escape. I fled from home to abroad, thinking that there were many things that I could not worry about. In fact, the more you care, the more you escape.

Your world has given me the opportunity to experience fatherly love, and motherly love that you have never been aware of. I'm nostalgic here, I'm enjoying the emotions that should belong to you.

I don't like to owe people anything, I'm going to live for you the way you deserve, and I think the day you would have left should be my return.

I have no one to say these things, I can only tell you through the sound of the piano. A strong feeling engulfed me, and I began to believe that there was a providence in some things.

I don't know where you are at this moment, if you and I have exchanged consciousness in time and space, then please live well for me, my parents, the elders of the family also ask you to help take care of them. When that day comes, perhaps we will all be yours......

Maybe it's a long dream we had, waking up, you're still in your boudoir looking at the book, and I'm planning a trip in my library. ”

The prelude is repeated as the song continues, but each section brings people a different feeling.

Because I have never heard such a tune, the simple and repetitive melody seems to be who Su Man is talking to, and the rhythm of each paragraph is changing, from the previous acquaintance to the sadness and anger to the comfort, the faint poignant, the faint sorrow, to the relief after Su Man's adaptation, looking forward to the future.

The whole song seems to be Su Man telling everyone the story of a tragic woman. She told the story, but it seemed that she was the woman, lonely and mysterious, wanting to talk about it, lingering and sympathetic to you.

As the music came to an abrupt end, everyone's hearts seemed to be empty. Everyone looked at Su Man puzzled, and when they saw that she was about to take off her armor and stop playing, someone asked, "This is the end?" ”

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