Yi Jiang seems to have not chatted with anyone for a long time.

He didn't notice Hua Wei's silence, or maybe he discovered it and turned a blind eye; He chattered about every news about Yuhengyuan, introduced every scenery here to her, as if the glory of the past was unfolding in front of him, and in his words he walked towards the present and the reality.

“…… You're the only student in Yuheng Academy now. Speaking of this, Yi Jiang suddenly choked up, and his eyes turned red. The nose was sour, and inexplicably there was a feeling of trust.

At that time, the Yuheng Academy was facing dissolution, and they had no choice but to obey the arrangement and be randomly disrupted and inserted into the other six academies.

In fact, they haven't been doing very well.

Those who are not of my race will have different hearts. Xenophobia seems to be an innate instinct for all people.

Except for a few students who were originally standing at the tip of Yuheng Academy, the rest of the others were more or less subjected to white eyes and criticism from others.

He misses the days when he studied in Yuheng Academy all the time, when the years were quiet and good, and the only things he needed to worry about were the monthly school exams and the teacher's instructions; At that time, there was no yin and yang weird irony, and there was no dislike from others.

But that's all in the past.

Weng Kangshi's position as dean exists in name only, and the former glory of Yuheng Academy has been shattered and extinguished in the dust.

So even though he knew that Hua Wei was just a gold-plated young lady, and knew that she was likely to know nothing about music theory, he still showed all his kindness to her without reservation.

Just because she is willing to become a student of Yuheng Academy.

She gave him a glimmer of hope in the dark path.

Some people have clear eyes, and almost all their thoughts are written on their faces, so that people can see through them at a glance.

In Hua Wei's eyes, it is obvious that Yi Jiang is such a person.

She wanted to open her mouth to tell Yi Jiang that she was not so great and could not afford the responsibility that he said would be.

The reason why she chose to enter Yuheng Courtyard was just to take advantage of the convenience of this identity to do certain things, which happened to be the opposite of what Yi Jiang hoped for.

But she looked at the pipa in the wooden box that was carefully cared for, but could not avoid scratches from the old and new, and her eyes were a little more forbearing.

There are always some people who can work hard to survive with hopeless persistence.

"The road is long and the line is coming. The hibiscus flowers in front of Yuhengjia Courtyard are well cared for, and one day the flowers will bloom again, and new sunshine will shine on this world again. ”

She still couldn't bear to shatter his hopes.

Presumably, Dean Weng in Yi Jiang's mouth was also a highly respected teacher, so he could get such high respect from him and stay in Yuheng Academy for so long without regrets; But what did Weng Kangshi do at that time that caused Beidou National Arts to dissolve Yuheng Academy, making it empty to this day?

The usual words of encouragement made Yi Jiang's eyes almost red again; After the Yuheng Courtyard was abolished, he never heard these words again.

He lived here day after day with these helpless expectations, living like a homeless child, like a walking corpse, and only found a little solace when he returned here.

"Is there really any hope?" The five fingers hanging by his side clenched tightly, and the fingertips were so strong that they turned white, he gritted his teeth and asked this sentence with difficulty between his teeth, "I thought I would never see ...... in this life."

The time was almost up, Hua Wei didn't say more, and walked out with the folder in his hand, leaving Yi Jiang with an indifferent back, and the tone from the air was clear: "Where your heart desires, is what you yearn for." Before you can do that, you have to get yourself to the level of being able to look at it. Otherwise, it will be in vain. ”