Yin Xingliu paused.

After a long time, he told Jiang Shi a story.

……

South July had another nightmare that night.

She dreamed of her experience of training the piano abroad in her third year of junior high school.

The World Piano Competition is just around the corner, and as a former world champion, she is under much more pressure than others.

One of her piano teachers at the time, a man who often wore gray shirts, took good care of her.

He also took the initiative to say that the intensive training did not mean much to her, and he planned to conduct one-on-one training for her.

At that time, Nan Qiyue naively thought that she had met a good teacher.

As everyone knows, what awaits her is a hell.

The training task given to her by the teacher is aggravated little by little.

At first, Nan Qi could barely bear it, but later, he really couldn't accept it.

"I'm doing this for your own good! How could a teacher harm you? Practice for three more hours today! Play the wrong note, practice for 10 minutes! ”

"But I've been practicing for a long time......"

"That's because you used to practice too little, and when your muscles get used to it, a muscle response will be formed, and you won't be so tired."

"Oh......"

It's getting closer and closer to the time of the game, but the teacher is too dissatisfied with Nan July's performance.

"Your error rate is too high! Don't go home, it's too much time to go back and forth, just stay with me! ”

Of course Nan Qiyue disagrees, she is a girl and lives in the house of a single male teacher, which is definitely not suitable.

However, after practicing the piano on this day, the teacher, who had always been gentle as jade, forcibly dragged her to the basement......

The dark, damp basement was lit only by a faint light.

In the basement, there is a piano.

"When you're done, I'll let you go!"

But no matter how Nan Qi played, he was not satisfied.

Nan Qi was so frightened that she kept crying, but the teacher just looked at her coldly from the sidelines.

See her until she doesn't cry.

The next step is to keep practicing......

There is no clock in the basement, no sun and moon, and the passage of time is imperceptible.

During the training camp, everyone's mobile phones were confiscated, so Nan's father was not suspicious.

Every day, that teacher would provoke Nan July with the most vicious words-

"You're playing like a lump of shi!"

"To let you go to the competition is to disgrace me, the face of your parents, and the face of our country!"

"Only the weak will cry non-stop, Nan July, you are a loser!"

“……”

Under such a closed environment and language stimulation, Nan Qi's mood almost collapsed.

The state of playing the piano is getting worse and worse.

The worse the playing, the more angry the teacher will be, and the longer the practice time will be......

"I don't want to practice anymore...... I don't want to participate in the competition......"

"Don't want to practice? OK. The teacher slowly took out a bag of bread from his bag, "Ten loaves of bread, for ten hours, you can eat it, you can not play the piano for ten hours." ”

The two were at a stalemate, and finally, Nan Qi reached out and touched the bag of bread......

But she tried really hard to eat, and still couldn't eat ten loaves of bread......

She kept throwing up, but the teacher didn't have a trace of sympathy, and said indifferently: "I haven't finished eating, continue to practice." ”

Finally once-

His phone fell in the basement.

Nan Qiyue trembled and dialed Comrade Nan's number......

As soon as the phone was picked up, Nan's father spoke very quickly, "Baby, Dad is in a meeting, hang up first!" ”

With a snap, the phone was hung up.