"If I'm not mistaken, the teacher didn't choose me because I could play the cello, but because I played the piano." Zhou Shuyue ruthlessly pierced the truth.

Zhou Yanyue is indeed not good at the cello, it may be the talent of her pianist mother, who plays the piano much better than the cello.

But Zhou's father knew that she didn't like the cello and forced her to learn, just because her mother loved the piano so much, and seeing her play, it was as if she saw the woman she loved and hated.

The competition was a national orchestra competition, and the winning orchestra could be sent to the Conservatory of Music, and Yao Yue, as an art student, naturally wanted to get this opportunity.

But there is only one orchestra in each city, and Mingzhou No. 1 Middle School has only three places, and Zhou Yanyue's sophomore year of high school is naturally allocated a place.

Originally, this quota was originally intended for art students who could play cello in the second year of high school, but there were plenty of cellists in the orchestra, but there were very few who played the piano, so when the music teacher learned that Zhou Zhuanyue could play the piano, he naturally gave this quota to Zhou Junyue.

"It's obviously you operating in the dark, so there's no need to deceive yourself."

But how could Yao Yue listen? She turned all the unhappiness on the way to school, along with the jealousy in her heart, into resentment and put it all on Zhou Shuyue.

Zhou Shuyue did not respond, this kind of thing, it is useless to explain.

When Yao Yue saw that she was silent, she felt that her heart was empty, and she felt more and more that she was a victim.

"Do you know why I robbed Zhao Xu with you? I want you to taste the loss of someone you like, how about it? ”

"I liked him, but it didn't get to the point where you had to die if you didn't get it, what you did was actually meaningless." Zhou Shuyue did not hide her disdain, and her casual and unassuming momentum was displayed without reservation.

Yao Yue had imagined many Zhou Zhuyue's reactions, either annoyed or resentful, but she didn't expect it to be indifferent.

"I don't care what you think of him, but Huo Ran, don't think about it, I'll destroy you now, I still like you when I see it."

Yao Yue said, beckoning Pan Qiang at the door, the two of them said that they were going to pick up her clothes, and at the last moment, Zhou Shuyue kicked Pan Qiang at the vital point, untied the rope, and then sprinkled a handful of chili powder.

Naturally, they wouldn't know that Zhou Yanyue had taken a military class, and no matter what clothes she wore, she would definitely carry a knife and chili powder with her, so just while she was talking to Yao Yue, she secretly cut the rope and waited for the right time to break free.

Yao Yue obviously didn't expect her to untie the rope, and her eyes were fascinated by the chili powder, and after a while, Zhou Xuanyue took the opportunity to run to the door and ran out of the warehouse.

Zhou Shuyue swore that this was the fastest run in her life.

It turned out to be a huge abandoned military warehouse, and the warehouse was surrounded by mountains, and it would be absolutely difficult to get out of it without locals leading the way.

There are three roads in front of you, the roads on both sides are overgrown with weeds, the vegetation is dense, very narrow, you can't drive a car, it doesn't look like someone has walked over, and the one in the middle is sparsely planted, and a wide road is forced out by various means of transportation.

Most people will choose the middle one, but Zhou Xuanyue doesn't plan to go, if she takes this road, she is likely to be chased by Yao Yue and the others.

And the remaining two paths can only depend on the destiny of heaven.

Zhou Xuanyue looked at both sides, and her intuition told her that she should take the left road, and she didn't have time to hesitate, so she followed her feelings.