After being reincarnated, he joined a top boy band and then lost it

Piano, vocal music, chess, body shape...

He has to attend any class that the children from elite families in the class sign up for.

But he was not good enough, not good enough. Every time he returned home exhausted, he could only dodge the expectant eyes of his parents.

This kind of life continued until my first year of high school.

He was admitted to Seoul Arts High School with excellent art assessment scores, and his parents wanted him to continue to delve into the field of piano and become an outstanding pianist.

However, this was the third time in a row that he had not won a prize in the piano competition. If he wanted to receive a full scholarship from Berklee College of Music in his senior year of high school, the level of awards he had received before would not be enough.

Mom and Dad were very anxious and counted the bills at home every day. The money in the family could allow him to go out and participate in competitions a few more times.

After the calculation, I said to him, "It's okay, relax, and try harder next time."

The tone was gentle and full of concern, but it weighed heavier on his shoulders than a rock.

What should he do, how can he...

He felt a sharp pain in his abdomen; his psychological anxiety and uneasiness had already manifested themselves in physical symptoms.

His appetite decreased and he had no appetite. He basically vomited whatever he ate every day. Because he was thin to begin with, his parents didn't notice anything unusual about him.

He didn't want to speak up because the pressure at home was already great enough, and he didn't want to add more burden to his family because of himself.

But he really hoped that someone could find him.

Found him trapped.

Then, during a class, the teacher criticized him in class, saying that he was in a bad state and felt sleepy.

It was the time when cherry blossoms were in full bloom. He was inexplicably allergic to the spring pollen and developed rhinitis. Every day, if he was not careful and was exposed to the wind, he would feel very uncomfortable and his nose would run.

Have we even been deprived of the right to see cherry blossoms?

Little Li Shuomin lay on the table because he was dizzy, thinking groggily.

I didn't eat anything this morning, but my stomach kept reflux.

The previous kind old head teacher retired, and the new head teacher was speaking loudly about his rules and regulations at the podium. He saw that there was a brave person sleeping in his class, which was exactly what he wanted to do: to make an example of someone.

He roared and slammed the podium, shouting at the sleeping boy to stand up.

The frightened classmate next to him pushed Li Shuomin. Li Shuomin didn't know what he was thinking. He had no strength, so he stood up shakily, but the teacher thought he was disrespectful.

He started scolding him and then told him to call his parents over.

————Call the parents

Li Shuomin, who was originally confused, the moment he heard the word "parent", the string that maintained his rationality in his brain broke.

With the sound of tables and chairs falling over, Li Shuomin ran out of the classroom.

I ran while crying, then took off my mask and breathed in the cool air outside with a faint floral scent.

Even at this time, he just shed tears silently and didn't dare to make a sound to disturb others.

Maybe it was because he hadn't eaten properly for a long time, or maybe his body had an allergic reaction, his breathing became rapid, his chest felt hot, and his nasal cavity hurt.

He staggered and held on to a tree to stand, gasping for breath, but there was no way to relieve the increasingly rapid heartbeat, which was so hot that it almost set him on fire.

Suddenly, the sound of a violin came to my ears.

He was very familiar with it because he had played this piece "Vivaldi's Four Seasons: Spring" as an etude when he took the junior exam.

The melody is the same, but they are two completely different styles. The violinist is very familiar with the piece, so he did not play it exactly according to the score, but added some playful ups and pauses.

There are many songs that express the vitality of spring, but this was his favorite at the time and he played it over and over again.

But later... because I had to practice more difficult songs, this song was put aside for a long time.

When was the last time I played...

The sound was far away. Although his hands felt numb and his feet felt heavy as if they were filled with lead, Li Shuomin was attracted to walk deeper into the woods.

The tune next to me became louder and louder. The violinist seemed to like this piece particularly and played it over and over again.

The wind behind him became stronger, pushing Li Shuomin to quicken his pace.

There are many cherry blossom trees planted in the school, and also on the streets outside. When the wind blows, the pink petals gather into balls, roll and fly into the air and scatter.

Li Shuomin was also pushed by the wind. Sometimes he felt like he had become part of the petals blown by the wind, and sometimes he felt like he was wrapped in the petals.

He stumbled, his vision obscured by petals, but they suddenly cleared up when he passed the last of the woods and reached the clearing.

The sound of the bow hitting the strings spread in his ears, and the vision slowly became clear in front of him.

It's like stepping into cold lake water, and feeling like being washed from head to toe.

Smart, beautiful and full of vitality.

He stood there in a daze, looking at the boy in the distance who was wearing the same school uniform as him, playing the piano, with flower petals scattered around his feet, blown by the wind.

The breeze blows her hair, revealing her beautiful eyebrows.

It was like a bright color suddenly appeared in the gray world, and Li Shuomin's eyes lit up as if he had seen a miracle.

The direction of the eyebrows, the curvature of the eyelashes, the curve of the face, the light pink lips, even the small mole on the earlobe and the fine hair on the cheek can all be seen clearly.

Song Shengshi was supposed to have practice lessons in the piano room, but the room was too stuffy and dark, and it was spring time, so he simply found a place with few people in the school's small garden to practice the piano.

As expected, his condition couldn't be better. The light pink trees around him and the perfect breeze made him feel extremely relaxed. Even practicing the piano became easy and comfortable.

He specifically chose a relatively simple piece of music that he had practiced before, and changed the key of the piece as he pleased according to his own ideas.

The purpose of the practice session has changed, and now it is an ensemble piece for him and this spring.

No, it's not an ensemble, he is playing a concerto, and the main sound is the rustling of the trees and the chirping of birds and insects.

I don't know how many times he played it and how many versions he changed before he finally came out of that state of ecstasy, put away his guitar with a look of satisfaction, and prepared to leave.

When I went to look for the guitar case that I had placed under a tree, I suddenly found a yellow, crumpled "thing" that had fallen next to it.

"Oh my god, who forgot the school uniform here?" Song Shengshi didn't notice at first that it was a person, because the person was so flat that he didn't look that thin.

So he walked over while humming a tune. Since school uniforms usually have the class and name on them, Song Shengshi planned to do a good deed and return the item to the owner.

When I got closer, I saw the messy hair in the middle of the school uniform and was surprised to find that it was actually a person!

He almost dropped the piano worth nearly one hundred thousand dollars. After Song Shengshi controlled himself, he quickly went to the side to put the piano back together and put it on his back, then went to help the classmate who fell to the ground.

Gently turning the person over, his complexion looked very bad, his bangs were too long and covered most of his face, his lips were pale, his cheeks were sunken, and there were dark circles under his eyes, as if he had not had a good rest for a long time.

His chest rose and fell faintly, as if he had almost stopped breathing. He tried to find the brand name, but his hand stopped the moment it touched the coat.

This child is wearing an old version of school uniform.

The last class to wear the old version of school uniform without brand names was the class before Seungcheol. Starting from Seungcheol's class, every subsequent class has worn the new version of school uniform with specially customized brand names on it.

Those who are still wearing the old school uniforms are either graduates from previous years who want to sneak into the school, or their families are broke and have to buy cheaper old school uniforms at the second-hand market.

This child is obviously the latter case.

There was no time to think about it. Song Shengshi seldom went to the infirmary. After checking the route on the official website with his mobile phone, he carried the person on his back and quickly walked towards the infirmary.