Chapter 222: New Year's Day Party (9)

The scene was in an uproar, and Su Niannian's piano sound also paused.

When I looked up, all the lights at the back of the stage were gone, leaving only one spotlight still on.

Murong Shan was startled, and hurriedly went to find the master in charge of the lighting, but the master looked helpless: "The voltage load is too big, and those lights can't be brought up." ”

Murong Shan yelled anxiously: "Why can't you bring it up, this show is playing the piano!" How to play without lights! ”

The master muttered and said, "You can't blame me, didn't you install so much equipment for the effect of the show, what lights, bubble machines, and dry ice...... Of course I can't bring it up. ”

Murong Shan was so angry that he couldn't wait to slap a brick on his head, knowing that he couldn't bring it up, why didn't he say it earlier! Now there is an accident, how to rescue!

Gu Zichen and others in the background also discovered the abnormality, and Ye Xingyu was dumbfounded: "Is this a power outage?" Don't you still play the piano every year, what should I do now? ”

Chen Yuan frowned: "I don't know...... Hey, Ah Chen, where are you going? ”

Gu Zichen walked out of the dressing room and came to the front of the stage by the faint light.

Jiang Du tried the microphone, the microphone still works, he calmed the emotions of the students in the audience, and when he looked back, his heartbeat suddenly paused.

Su Niannian's breathing was disordered, and his fingertips began to tremble, as if he had received some major stimulus.

"Su Nian Nian ......" he shouted in a low voice, and the memories were also brought to a long time ago.

He was seventeen years old that year, a sophomore in high school, with excellent academic performance, and a good piano player, winning numerous awards at home and abroad.

The cram school he frequented recruited a group of children, the most striking of which was a little girl with two braids, whose name is also easy to remember: Nian Nian.

Every time he went to practice, he would always see the little girl sitting in front of the huge piano, babbling and playing two tigers.

At that time, he always felt a softness in his heart, as if he could feel happiness from her.

He practiced the piano for ten years, but never for himself.

So he would occasionally bring a few lollipops and hand them to Su Niannian.

Su Niannian was a standard foodie when he was a child, he didn't recognize people, and he could be abducted if he gave a piece of candy, and after taking the candy from Jiang Dui's hand timidly for the first time, he also got up and kissed Jiang Dui on the face.

Jiang Du couldn't cry or laugh, she didn't expect this little girl to be so cute.

What he didn't expect was that every time he went to practice, there would always be a small lump of meat squatting next to him.

Su Nian shook his pigtails and kept repeating: "Eat sugar, eat sugar, I want to eat sugar, brother, I want to eat sugar!" ”

The immature children's voice and his piano sound have been hovering in his memory all these years.

Until that day, Jiang Du remembered that it had snowed a lot that day, and the entire Yucheng was a world of ice and snow.

He carried a shoulder bag and put his hand in the pocket of his coat, which also contained chocolate and toffee for Xiao Niannian.

Passing through an intersection, the green light is on, but there is a group of people surrounded by darkness nearby.

A man suddenly stumbled out of the crowd, his face sweating profusely and stained with blood.

That's his father.

Father Jiang didn't seem to expect to see his son here, and there was a deep pain in his eyes that couldn't be dissolved.

But it was only for a moment, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he pushed Jiang Du away and fled in a panic towards the depths of the heavy snow.

Vast expanses of scarlet red spread, and even the snow beneath their feet was dyed red and melted.

He stood outside the crowd and watched Su Niannian squatting in front of the deformed car that had been squeezed, crying heartbreakingly.

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(End of chapter)