"Beifan, what are you looking at?" Seeing He Beifan standing in front of the windowsill in a daze, Zhong Yuze couldn't help but walk over and pat him on the shoulder, seeing his slightly haggard face.

"Why do you have so heavy dark circles under your eyes? Stayed up late again last night? He looked at him with a little distress, and he could always see him tired these days.

"Well, it's okay, I'm used to it." Bei Fan stared out the window blankly, he looked very relieved, the recent pressure was obviously beyond his load, and some weight would make him unbearable, but he had to bear it.

"Habit?" Zhong Yuze looked at him and couldn't help sighing, "I said what's the matter with you?" Can you get used to this? The boy frowned, as if he was very dissatisfied with Beifan.

"He Beifan, you can't boil it like this, you will burn your body." He looked at Fan's heavy dark circles and said worriedly.

"Oh, if it's broken, it's broken, I'm still young anyway." He Beifan looked indifferent, he pursed his lips with an indifferent attitude.

Maybe it's because I'm really young, but I still can't help but feel a little sad in my heart. "Beifan." Zhong Yuze's voice couldn't help but become serious.

"You're going to go on like this, aren't you? How long are you going to stay up? Yu Ze's voice was very low, and at the same time revealed a little helplessness.

"Me?" Beifan smiled helplessly, "I don't know." There is no way, since I have already chosen, I have to continue to go down. He pursed his lips, a smile revealing a hint of bitterness.

Zhong Yuze seemed to be interested, "Beifan, how much money can you earn by singing in a bar every day?" "It's really a pot that can't be opened.

Bei Fan was silent suddenly, and he smiled slightly awkwardly, "It's not much, I won't talk about it." He Beifan couldn't help but be a little silent.

"Fan, I think ......" Zhong Yuze has been trying to persuade him to come, but he is not unaware of Fan's stubborn temper, but this time, Yuze seems to be a little unable to hold back.

"I don't think you'd better do the bar job." The young man pursed his lips, and it took a long time for such a sentence to come out.

"Why?" He Beifan looked at him with a strange expression, as if he didn't understand why Zhong Yuze wanted to say such a sentence. His eyes were so serious that Yu Ze was a little afraid to reveal his true thoughts.

"If I don't go to work in a bar, where will I get the money to go to college in the future?" His eyes were staring straight at him, and there was an indescribable tiredness.

Zhong Yuze didn't expect Beifan to answer his question like this, such a topic was inevitably heavy, and he only regretted that he was so unthoughtful now.

"Well, that ......" Yu Ze wanted to change the conversation and divert the topic, but He Beifan had no way to avoid the topic anymore.

"I don't want to do that either, but I can't seem to find any solution to this problem other than being a resident singer in a bar." He Beifan said that he suddenly had an urge to cry.

But the boy finally held back, "Besides, I already feel very happy to be able to give me a stage to sing." Fan smiled speechlessly as he spoke.

"But." Zhong Yuze shook his head helplessly, "But it's really too hard for you to do this, and this road is ......" Yu Ze's brows furrowed slightly, but before he could finish speaking, He Beifan interrupted him.

"I know, I know it's expensive to study art, but I like it." He Beifan's voice trembled, and Yu Ze didn't know why he was so excited.

It seems that all the problems faced are so trivial in the face of the word "like". "Ugh." Yu Ze sighed helplessly, "Fan, if you come to the liberal arts class now, it's still too late." ”

He had no choice but to spit out, and Yu Ze didn't want to hit him, but the reality was true, if Beifan was so tired, Yu Ze was really worried that he would not be able to bear it.

"No, I'm not going." Even if the current situation is difficult, Beifan has never thought of giving up, "Since I have transferred to the art class, there is no reason to go back." ”

His tone was categorical, was it impulsive? He himself didn't know.

"So, then you're going to stay up like this?" He Beifan's firmness actually made Zhong Yuze look a little flustered.

"Beifan, don't be stupid, you only sleep three hours a day now, look at your weakness, if you continue like this, how long can you last?" It's not that Yu Ze doesn't support Fan's dream, but he just feels that it's really inappropriate to do so.

"I'm going to say I do, do you believe it?" His eyes were complicated, and there were many expressions that Yu Ze couldn't understand. "Would you like to?"

Zhong Yuze looked at him puzzled, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. Beifan actually told himself that he was willing to endure hardship, and he was willing to sleep only three hours a day, what the hell.

"I'm already very happy." He Beifan's eyes were a little moist, and he didn't know if the young man was comforting himself or if he really thought so in his heart.

"At least, I can do my part for what I like now, and there is no need to be afraid, that's enough." He seemed to be very relaxed, but in fact, there was an indescribable heaviness in his heart.

"That'...... Have you thought about it? Zhong Yuze actually had a sense of questioning him.

"It's just the beginning, it's so hard to go, so what should I do after that? I'm afraid I'll have to invest more energy and money in the future, so when the time comes, will you still be able to stand it? Zhong Yuze is not unfounded, what he said does have a certain truth.

"What's not to stand about this? Walking for a day is a day, and there is no hurdle that I He Beifan can't pass. He seemed very confident, but he couldn't help but feel a little helpless in his confidence.

"Anyway, it's all tired, and there's no difference, what do you say?" The boy's tone was very calm, and he didn't have the naivety and youthfulness of his peers.

"Can you really carry it? However, even if you are admitted to the conservatory, there is still too much pressure waiting for you. Compared with learning cultural classes, this road is inevitably a little more difficult to walk. ”

Zhong Yuze didn't understand what Beifan thought, in short, he inevitably had this idea of retreating.

"What if it's hard to walk? I've made the choice, and I don't feel like I have a chance to go back. Beifan's right hand couldn't help but stroke his forehead.

"Now, I can only keep cultivating myself." He Beifan's eyes were full of anticipation, "I hope that one day I can make my own music, and I hope that I have a broader world to develop." ”

Speaking of the life he Beifan is looking forward to, all the hardships he has suffered now seem to be nothing.

"I've been sleeping late these days, but I've thought about it too. I'm going to keep doing this until I get into the conservatory. "When I talk about it, it seems that the blood is surging all over my body.

"Okay, no matter what you think, I've got your back." Since He Beifan insisted on continuing on this road, even if Zhong Yuze was in a hurry, he couldn't say anything.

"Now that you've thought about it, let's do it. No matter how difficult it is, as long as you are determined, there is no need to be afraid, is there? ”

Even if there are still some unspeakable worries in my heart, it is Beifan who makes the final decision.

The cold wind blew head-on along the window, making Yu Ze shiver, but He Beifan didn't feel cold, he stood there for a long time, as if he was thinking about something.

The two of them stopped talking, and there was an indescribable tacit understanding. At this time, Bei Fan's shoulder was suddenly patted.

He couldn't help but be taken aback, but saw Yin Dixiao's slightly gentle face, "Beifan, why are you standing here in a daze?" ”

Yin Dixiao usually has high requirements for He Beifan, but Heng has an unexpected kindness today, he did not accuse Fan of his behavior, but was curious about it.

"Oh, teacher, that ......" He Beifan suddenly felt an indescribable panic, "I just came out to breathe." ”

The young man shook his arm as if nothing had happened, there are naturally some things that don't need to be told to Yin Dixiao, as long as he knows.

"Breathable?" Although Yin Dixiao felt a little strange, he didn't want to say anything more. He took another step forward and patted the boy on the shoulder.

"You've made progress lately, come on, Beifan, it's time for the final exam soon, and I hope you can play your best."

"And, based on how hard you usually practice, I think you should have a good result this semester as well." Yin Dixiao's words gave Beifan an inexplicable power.

It seems that if you take away too long in the dark land, you will always meet the light.

"Thank you, teacher, I will continue to work hard." A long-lost smile appeared on He Beifan's cheeks, he hadn't heard such warm encouragement for a long time.

And Yin Dixiao's heart also has an indescribable relief, the man looked at the young man standing in front of him, and seemed to see his former self, sunny, full of vitality, even if he experienced more ups and downs, there was also a kind of upward momentum.

"Some time ago, I felt that you were very sluggish, and the whole person was a groggy look. However, these days have been much better, although you still look very tired every day, there is also a feeling of being beaten with chicken blood, and the spirit is still very good.

"So, come on, Beifan, one day, you can get the life you want through your own efforts."

"It's just that you're still going to have a hard time. There are some things that you will only find out how precious your dreams are if you experience them yourself.

"And all your perseverance is the wealth of your life, and in the future, you will definitely be rich. Even though you will be poor, your heart will be rich. You have a different perception of the world. ”

"So, keep up the good work, I believe that you Beifan, you must be a shining person in the future." Yin Dixiao moved his lips slightly, and there was an indescribable smile on his cheeks.