Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Sound of the Piano
Li Mingwei was playing beautiful notes, and her beautiful eyes looked at Zhang Chen with a smile. In her piano sound, www.biquge.info pen & fun > pavilion, compared with five years ago, there is more joy and affection for reunion. At the end of the song, everyone seemed to be in a different world, indulging in the continuous and moving sound of the piano. After listening to this, Zhang Chen looked at the girl sitting in front of the piano, as if she had returned to the time when she was in high school.
"Sounds good!" Zhao Boyuan's sudden cheering voice startled Zhang Chen, and then, the applause of four people broke out in the entire room. I heard Li Mingwei, who got up, lowered her head, and spread her ten fingers, looking slender and symmetrical.
"It's been a long time since I've played this tune, and I feel like I'm not in tune in some places. Zhang Chen, what do you think? Her expression was serious, as if she really felt that she hadn't shown her strength yet. Zhang Chen felt speechless, is this the real strength of an international pianist. During the five years of separation, he once happened to see Li Mingwei's name on the news, as if it was at the Chopin International Performance Competition. At that time, he thought that he had seen something wrong, or that there were two people with the same name. However, to this day, when he hears the sound of the piano again after a long absence, he can still feel the shock from the heart.
"Very good, Wei, it seems that you have been very successful in playing abroad in the past few years." Zhang Chen was happy for her from the bottom of his heart, an eighteen-year-old girl in a foreign land, who had nothing but the piano.
Li Mingwei didn't answer, and looked at him in a daze. What she didn't tell him was that she had almost lost her purpose in life for the first month of her arrival in Vienna, nearly committed suicide, and couldn't play any music for the next three months. These are all tragic pasts that she buried deep in her heart, and she never told anyone about them. Of course, Zhang Chen also included, she didn't want him to share the pain.
At this moment, the sound of a report sounded outside the tent, and Li Mingwei asked him to come in. The man reported that the young man who had been rescued in Area 4 had been brought back and was now being treated in the infirmary.
"How's that guy's injury?" Zhang Chen knew that he was talking about Aofeng, so he blurted out impatiently and asked. The soldier in camouflage uniform hurriedly glanced at him and cast a tentative look at Li Mingwei. The latter nodded, and then he reported lightly to Zhang Chen: "When I rescued him, that kid was covered in blood, and he was about to die." I thought that he would not be able to hold on to it when I came back from there, but I didn't expect that when I arrived at the camp infirmary, he would come back to life, what a tenacious vitality, and now he may be out of danger. As he spoke, he hugged his fist at Li Mingwei and retired.
"Wei, take us to the infirmary, I'm still worried about his physical condition. That man saved my life before, and he became the way he is because of me. There was a hint of eagerness in Zhang Chen's tone. According to the description of the person just now, Aofeng should be seriously injured, so severe that he may be in danger of his life at any time. Hey, damn it, I should have stopped him from leaving, but it's better to get myself seriously injured.
Li Mingwei was not ambiguous when she heard this, and walked in the direction of the infirmary with the group. Along the way, I met many members of the organization, and they cast all kinds of eyes at Zhang Chen, who was standing beside Li Mingwei. There are speculations, doubts, anger, but more often than not, there is naked jealousy.
"I guess I'd better stand behind you, people here don't seem to welcome strangers." Zhang Chen said with a wry smile, his body just wanted to move back, but Li Mingwei kept holding it tightly. took his hand and walked generously on the path of the camp, she was expressing the relationship between the two with actions, this straightforward and simple way of expressing her identity, it was the little girl who only knew how to play the piano that Zhang Chen was familiar with, and couldn't help but look at her gratefully.
After walking a little far, Li Mingwei pointed to the tent with a cross seal and said, "That's it." I couldn't help but speed up my feet. The five of them walked into the tent one after the other, and Zhang Chen opened the curtain at the door to see the beds placed side by side inside. Aofeng was lying on the bed in the middle.
He went to the edge of the bed and found Aofeng's eyes open. He was covered in bandages and had a cast on one hand. Unlike the Scarlet Capital, and unlike the Return Elevator, there is no system for repairing physical damage. Therefore, only the simplest medical technology can be used to do simple treatment, and the disadvantage of this is that once you are seriously injured, it is impossible to recover in a short time, which is why the offensive and defensive battles are known as the most terrifying places in the Scarlet Capital.
"Captain." Aofeng gave a difficult smile and tried to sit up with his body propped up. Zhang Chen hurriedly stepped forward and held him down, and Aofeng showed a bitter smile. Then, he turned his gaze to Li Mingwei beside Zhang Chen, and asked her who she was with some depression. Zhang Chen told him that this would be a long time, and when he got better, he told him slowly. Liu Weiqiang, who was behind him, squeezed over desperately, saying that it wasn't long at all, it was his daughter-in-law. Aofeng glanced at Zhang Chen, whose old face was slightly red, and smiled happily.
"Aofeng, you hurry up and heal your injuries, we are about to rush to the twentieth area, with Wei ...... Well, it's their game-specific spirits, and it won't be long before they're there. Zhang Chen told him as he observed Aofeng's injuries, and the blood seeping out of the bandages he was wrapped in was shocking.
"That's right, that's great." Aofeng wanted to laugh, but because of this, he hurt his trachea and coughed desperately. Zhang Chen and Zhao Boyuan stood alone, reached out to help him pat his back, and knocked the former for a while before stopping.
Zhao Boyuan originally wanted to ask what Aofeng had experienced during this period of time and how he was injured like this. Aofeng waved at them, saying that he was a little tired and wanted to rest. Zhang Chen and the four of them were embarrassed to disturb him again, and left the infirmary after a few words.
Walking on this temporary camp, Zhang Chen was stunned as he walked. He thought of Li Mingwei's strength that was so strong that he could only look up to her, and the organization with huge power behind her. The identities between the two have long been like a chasm. Although the former didn't say anything, as a man, he saw that he could only be protected by his beloved again and again, and the self-esteem in his heart made him unwilling. The more Zhang Chen thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he should become stronger and catch up with her. One was not careful, and crashed into a scooter parked on the side of the road with a bang, which immediately made Li Mingwei on the side laugh.
"You're still the same Zhang Chen." She smiled and took his hand, "Only that idiot would walk and crash into a motorcycle!" Li Mingwei's soft words reminded Zhang Chen of when they went to school together, Zhang Chen didn't notice the motorcycle parked in front of him because he was helping Li Mingwei check the teaching materials in class, so he crashed into it without warning. For this matter, Li Mingwei, who has never been smiling, sat on the desk and smiled sweetly for an afternoon.