[Rebirth] Symphony Philharmonic

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Just like all competitions, there is always a handshake after the end to show friendship. The orchestra competition is also like this, but this time the rules seem to be changed. Someone below suggested: "Why don't the two schools come together? Play a tune."

Immediately there are many people who have nothing to do and have nothing to do.

The host holding the microphone lightly covered the microphone, and asked the supervisors on both sides. Victory Fang Xiashi answered quickly, saying that there was no problem, and Qiushui was delayed for a while. Teacher Qin thought about it and clicked At the end, use the lineup of the last song.

The organizer decided on the tune and printed the sheet music very quickly. This is a well-known tune called "Ode to Joy". This is the pinnacle of Beethoven's symphonies, and it will make people humble , Make people grateful, make people relieved, and healthy.

After playing the original CD for a while, it was over, and a lot of stools were temporarily moved out. The chief cellist of their club said in Wei He's ear, "You can play this time, what about after that? This failure is all caused by you." Yes, the whole school will know."

Ling Chu also came over and patted him on the shoulder, telling him, "Just be yourself."

After the stools were moved out, multiple musicians sat together, and Wei He was next to Chu Hezhi, who smiled at him and praised, "You played very well today."

There was a group of people from his own school staring at him, but Wei He ignored him, scratched his head and said, "I lost, so stop laughing at me."

Chu Hezhi lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, "A real master doesn't need to attend every game."

"Unfortunately, I'm not a master yet."

"Let's work hard together. By the way, if you are interested, you can transfer to our school. The people in Xiashi are very friendly."

Wei He laughed, "I really want to play "Ode to Joy", don't be kidding me."

Xiashi's conductor went to the podium, and Teacher Qin sat alone on a stool in the room, looking at the conductor full of resentment.

The obvious improvement in his own strength made Wei He very happy, and the Ode to Joy also became more beaming, free and easy, control and power, everything returned to his hands.

After everything was over, the two schools went back separately, and no one wanted to talk to Wei He on the way, even if that person's strength was excellent at playing the violin.

As long as someone goes up to say a word to him, he will definitely be pulled away or met with blank stares from the whole group.

This embarrassing atmosphere is the same even at school, and the other club members blame him without any cover--everyone knows that the two schools have always been rivals, how could it be such a coincidence, just before the game There was a problem at one stage, and Wei He was seen interacting with Xiashi's people again.

Wei He was isolated.

He felt aggrieved and a little reconciled. Only a few classmates sitting around him in the class would chat with him. Normally, he would play the music alone, take notes on the piano score, and go to and from school alone. Walking on the road, there will be cars honking their horns on the zebra crossing to prevent him from passing.

He emailed Emerald Eyes the day after the game, telling him about the latest events, but the person never replied.

Now it's all right, even Emerald Eyes ignores him.

Wei He was so sad that the whole room was full of CDs from the disc library, and sometimes he got so many that the boss didn't come to the door to carry a bunch of CDs back.

The opera that he had planned before did not succeed, so Wei He walked to the door of the opera house, where cleaning work had already begun.

"Hi, hello." There was a burst of mandarin with a standard foreign accent coming from behind him. Wei He turned his head and saw a woman in a windbreaker with wavy hair and bright red lips. inside.

Wei He also nodded, "Hello."

"Are you the one who played in the square last time?" the woman asked, "The one who played the cello in the school orchestra."

Wei He was flattered, "You know me?"

The woman smiled slightly, "Of course, you play so well, my heart has already melted into chocolate sauce under your notes."

Wei He blinked, "Then how dark your heart is."

"It's interesting to talk about you. -Oh, yes, I forgot to introduce, I'm Vivienne, nice to meet you, young cellist."

Wei He stretched out his hand to show affection to Vivian, "My name is Wei He."

"You are Wei He!" Unexpectedly, after hearing this name, Vivienne looked a little surprised, but soon recovered, and told him, "You are here to listen to the opera, it's a pity One step too late, it's over now, you can wait for the next tour if you want to hear it."

"I don't particularly want to hear it. I've seen this version a few times."

"Eh, really? That's really great. If you have any comments or suggestions, please let me know. I'm a musician in the opera orchestra, and I also serve as a supervisor."

Wei He's face showed surprise and admiration at the right time.

Vivienne obviously liked praise and recognition, and said to Wei He in a good mood, "Your cello is really good, but you are still too young. If you want to, you can go to Austria or France and Germany for further study. some."

Wei He was even more flattered.

"I can recommend you by my name. There will always be many masters out there, and they are constantly creating masters, aren't they?"

Wei He nodded in agreement. A famous teacher produces a good apprentice. If there is a good teacher to guide him, guide him, and point out his shortcomings and strengths, it will be much better than just groping around alone.

Vivienne slapped her head, "I almost forgot that you are so small, you are already in the seventh grade..." She looked at Wei He again, and smiled at him, "Anyway, you are very welcome to Europe Further study."

"I will definitely go." Wei He was full of confidence.

Wei He threw the two invalid tickets directly into the trash can, turned around and went home, no one paid attention to him anyway, and he still had a good time, the owner of the piano room told him from time to time where there was a concert and where there was a tour Yes, but it has nothing to do with the symphony orchestra.

He would also turn on the computer every day and wait for the reply from Jade Eyes, but what made people angry was that the person still didn't send any news.Could it be that he was imprisoned by his father? Wei He shuddered at the thought.

Fortunately, the world is still beautiful, and the friendship between father and son is still pure.

Far away in Italy, the mafia's daddy Coste just wanted his son to be more motivated and learn a little basic knowledge of gunfighting, so he made this decision: to get all the intermediate content of the gun class. A laptop, and a mobile phone after learning the advanced content——the last thing: the Internet and phone charges, which will be available after the good son has learned everything.

Therefore, Ning Feishen can only frown at the empty computer and empty mobile phone that can't do anything every day, and grit his teeth.

Coster rarely comes here once, but this day the door of Ning Feishen's place suddenly opened, and a woman walked in, who was not someone Ning Feishen wanted to see, wearing a big red windbreaker, looking enthusiastic The woman is his aunt, Coster's sister, and what she usually does best is to sarcasm others.

When Ning Feishen met this aunt in name for the first time, she was told by this woman that her eyes were too green, and there were ink-colored impurities in them, just like fake ones, and her hands were too bony. Look at the hands used to kill, so how can their family be bleached.

But what does this kind of thing have to do with him.

Therefore, as soon as he saw this woman, Ning Feichen asked angrily, "What do you want from me?"

Vivienne asked with a smile, "Is my dress beautiful~ It cost me 4000 knives, I feel so distressed."

Ning Feichen glanced at it, and it seemed that Wei He had a pair of underpants of a similar color, with strawberries on them. Thinking of Wei He, he nodded, "It looks good."

Vivienne was very happy, "For the sake of being so obedient, let me tell you the news about your little lover."

Ning Feishen's complexion suddenly became urgent, but he still suppressed his excitement and shouted, "Say it quickly."

Vivienne was not in a hurry, and said slowly, "Oh, don't be in a hurry. Speaking of which, I was worried about you when I saw that child. How could such a cute boy not be abducted? Woolen cloth."

A corner of the computer next to Ning Feishen shattered because he used too much force.

Vivienne glanced at it and said with a smile, "So you have to hurry up, my aunt has helped you so much, if you don't send it successfully, it will be unreasonable."

Ning Feichen frowned and asked, "What did you help me?"

"You have to guess this by yourself~" After finishing speaking, he blew a kiss towards him, jumped away lightly, left another score before leaving, and laughed at Ning Feichen, "Take a good look at other people The score on your desk is really embarrassing."

Ignoring Vivienne's words, he glanced at the score, and then began to worry about another problem: the computer was broken, and he had to learn another course to earn the computer back.

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The following days were not much different from the previous days, except that the entire art troupe ignored Wei He, Wei He's small life was quite nourishing.

He glanced at the computer again, turned his head, continued to look at it, closed the laptop and turned on the computer, and then restarted, but there was no change in the mailbox...

Forget it, he doesn't care about Jade Eyes replying to him, he only sent six letters in the past, only six!Xiao Wei and Hehe smiled and said that they didn't mind at all.

Instead, Fang Qi sent him a letter, telling him one thing: after he left the town, she got various interests and hobbies from the new leadership team of the town through various channels, so she began to rage at the underground bar. With a sense of presence, he finally influenced the second generation of officials and let go of his own dark yard.

Wei He watched happily, and also felt happy for Fang Qi,

And Fang Qi's last sentence is an invitation. I hope that Wei He and Jade Eyes can go to the small party held by the second generation of officials. This party has invited many internationally famous musicians, including pop music and classical orchestras. .

Wei He also didn't go back to the town for a while, so he wrote back to express his agreement.

A few days later, he boarded the bus back home.

The sky is blue and the trees are luxuriant, and autumn has not invaded this small town too much. This place is just as he remembered it. Where it should be lively, there will be no depression. It should be a big courtyard where people gossip, and a group of people gather together Sitting on a small stool, playing chess and chatting.

The first thing Wei He did when he returned to the town was of course to go home and find his grandmother.

"Grandma, I'm back." He pushed open the door of the compound and shouted. After a while, there was no movement. He felt a little strange, and looked inside again, but heard footsteps.

It was not grandma who came out of the living room, but a well-maintained middle-aged woman.

Wei He opened his mouth in disbelief, "Mom?"

Mother Wei nodded, glanced at Wei He's small suitcase, and reminded, "Go ahead and put it away."

Wei He came to his senses and felt that he had put down his weight, then rubbed the back of his neck and asked, "Mom, why didn't you tell me when you came back?"

"Aren't you in town?"

"It's true, but I will come back on weekends."

Mother Wei hummed, "I won't stay long, and what can you do when you see me?"

Wei He was blocked from saying anything, so he could only ask dryly, "Mom, what are you doing back?"

Mother Wei asked back, "Why are you back?"

"Someone invited me to a party."

"Party? Who invited you to go?" Mother Wei seemed to have thought of something, pressing her every step of the way, "Also, where is your junior brother who usually plays well with you?"

Wei He stammered, "A friend invited me to go. You said what Xiao Fei said, but his father picked me up."

It was rare for Mother Wei to care so much about her son, and then she wanted to ask something, but she still couldn't help but look her son up and down, and finally said with a sigh of relief, "That party should be the same, you go with me, I'll pick you up."

After finishing speaking, Mother Wei took her bag from the sofa in the living room, stepped on her high-heeled shoes and stepped out of the door.

Wei He is still in the midst of his mother's invitation to him, and this is the first time his mother has sent him an invitation. In the last life, she even gave him an olive branch.

The musicians who go to this kind of gathering of the second generation of officials must be either rich or expensive. If Wei's mother can go, Wei's father should also go, so who else will go?But the status should be about the same.

After Wei's mother left, grandma came, asked Wei's mother at the door, and stepped into the door with a vegetable basket.Although it was quite sad for my daughter to leave, but seeing my precious grandson coming, that little sadness was healed in an instant.

"Goofy boy!" Grandma smiled with crooked eyebrows.

Wei He also yelled, "Oh, I miss grandma."

Grandma took out a small blue flower from the vegetable basket and gave it to Wei He, "Be good, grandma will cook for you, and play with yourself for a while."

"to make."

Wei He ran over to help a lot while washing the vegetables. Since he lived alone, his cooking skills have improved a little, and he was ashamed to show his skills in front of grandma.The old man asked a lot of good grandchildren's recent situation, and he smiled very happily when he got a satisfactory answer.

After eating, Wei He didn't chat with the old man too much, but went straight to the black courtyard.

Fang Qi plays the clarinet in the middle of the big courtyard. The courtyard is already very depressed. Many people have moved out. Even if they don’t demolish them, they will never come back. Fang Qi is alone. With so many rooms vacant, she still loses rent .

Seeing Wei He's arrival, the woman put down her instrument and greeted him, "Are you really willing to come back? Where's the little bastard?"

"...Let's go." Almost everyone will ask him this question, don't everyone love emerald eyes instead of him!This reality is really shocking.

Fang Qi clicked her lips, "I really didn't expect that you would be separated one day."

"...Enough is enough, don't talk about this." Wei He stopped, clutching his little heart, "Didn't you say you were going to a party? When is it?"

"Tomorrow." That was Sunday.

Wei He nodded, "I'll go with my mother, you don't have to call me."

Fang Qi's eyes widened when she heard this, "Didn't you say that your mother never wanted to see you?"

"I don't know what happened this time." Wei He scratched his head, "Could it be because I finally realized that I'm a little genius."

"You have to play it." Fang Qi played the clarinet for a while, slowly wiped it with soft paper, and then suddenly said with a helpless expression, "There is something, you must help me."

There must be more than one story hidden behind this helpless tone!

What is Wei He's specialty?Helping (ting) people (ba) is (gua) fun!

He immediately waved his hands and pretended to be calm and said, "Just tell me."

Fang Qi glanced at him, the corner of her mouth twitched, and she tried her best to express it in concise language, "That official second generation has a crush on me, help me find a way to refuse without offending him."

"...Are you sure it's not an illusion of narcissism? Don't be afraid to tell me, I sometimes have this kind of experience."

"Go away, I'm not you, help me find a way."

Wei He scratched his head and squatted down on the bluestone slab with Fang Qi in extreme pain.

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I don't know when the party on the second day started. In the evening, Wei's mother drove over to pick Wei He up in her English-style car, and asked Wei He to change into a small suit.

It was really the first time for him to attend a party so formally.

This is a private villa, built like a castle. The previous generation of the second generation of officials was full of politics and business, full of oil and water, and when they had enough, they returned to the backward town to squander their days. Electricity bills are huge.

Only after he got there did he realize that wearing a suit was not considered dignified enough. How many men and women driving rickshaws were walking around in Central European retro clothes shaking hands with each other.

Mother Wei told him, "Don't bother with those lunatics."

Hearing what his mother said, Wei He let go of his hands and went to play by himself. He first looked for Fang Qi, but couldn't find him, but he met another unexpected person at the door of the toilet.

"Chu Hezhi? You're here too." Wei He saw that the man was wearing a more traditional suit. Although he was young, he was already quite tall, and the suit made him look good.

Chu and Zhi smiled at him, and they walked a few steps outside and sat down at the round table.

"The people who come to this party are all famous people. My dad also wants me to come and see the world."

Wei He glanced at the whole room, white hair, blond hair, and black hair were all in place. As far as the characters are concerned, they are really amazing, most of them can only be seen in newspapers and TV.

Wei He secretly asked Chu Hezhi, "What do you think the second generation official invited so many celebrities to do?"

Chu Hezhi shook his head, "I don't know much about it, I only know that this person has a great interest and hobby for music, and all the lovers he has dated before are also skilled in musical instruments."

Wei He suddenly realized that this official second generation is a diehard fan of music.

That's no wonder, he looked carefully at the center of the lobby, where there was a small stage, just like the hotel's circular stage, where many people could go up and perform.

Wei He was not interested in this, so he ordered two glasses of milk, and Chu Hezhi stayed by his side the whole time.

"I heard that there used to be a very good violinist in your school?" Chu Hezhi asked suddenly, and Wei He almost choked on a mouthful of milk.

"Ahem, um, yes."

"He's transferred to another school now? Everyone thinks highly of him. It really feels like seeing him."

There is no possibility of knowledge. Wei He thought about the future of Emerald Eyes. He was afraid that it would be difficult for that person to come back, but it was not hopeless, so he comforted Chu Hezhi and said, "Then I wish you good luck, I hope you to meet him."

"Thank you." Chu Hezhi said with a smile.

The lights went dark, and the surrounding crowd became noisy, asking in different languages, "What happened?"

When the lights turned on again, the spotlights circled the small stage in the center, and a man who seemed to be satisfied stood on it, holding a microphone, and whispered, "Welcome to my concert hall, musicians! .”

The applause rang out quickly, and all the lights were turned on. Wei He complained silently, "You really know how to hype the atmosphere."

"Then please let us sink into the world of music together."

Several women in long red dresses took the erhu and guqin to the small stage, and it started with ancient music that was gradually recovering.

Someone nearby came to greet Wei He, "Are you two cellists who performed in the square a few days ago?"

Wei He glanced at Chu Hezhi and nodded.

"It's really great." The man happily handed over a business card, "If you want, please come to our orchestra for an internship."

Wei He took the business card dumbfounded, flattered.

Then a few more people came over to give Wei He the business card of the Symphony Orchestra, and he finally couldn't help asking, "Are you so hungry that you want to attack a Zhengtai like me?"

The expression of handing over the business card froze, took the business card back, and said to himself, "Why didn't I realize that I was a fool when I just listened to the music, who's kid is this."

Wei He was furious, and slapped the table, his hands squeaked in pain.

"Don't be angry." Chu Hezhi comforted, "This is a testament to your strength. You are only in the first grade of junior high school, and you can receive so many invitations. There may be better choices waiting for you when you are in the third grade of junior high school." .”

Wei He flipped through the pile of business cards, all of which belonged to small places, and the only one was a city-level symphony orchestra, which is considered to be doing well in China. Holding the business card, he lazily thought: If he goes to this Orchestra, what about Emerald Eyes, will they follow or abandon him?

But don't look for an answer to this kind of masochistic question.

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The author has something to say: Thank you for the grenades that are attacking Niangniang and the landmines that Erdaifan used~~=333=

56 chapter

Generally speaking, the real purpose of gatherings and parties is to announce something.

This time was no exception, the second generation of officials happily toasted and talked about friendship, after a few songs, he stepped onto the small stage and said happily, "Actually, I have one more thing to announce this time. "

Everyone is waiting for this sentence. Is he going to donate money or resign?Although unlikely.

"I'm going to get engaged." The words of the second generation of officials made everyone's eyes drop, and they spoke with passion.

Wei He looked at Fang Qi who came up from behind the second generation official, and finally sprayed a mouthful of milk from his nose as he wished.

Chu Hezhi handed him a tissue, and seeing that he didn't respond, he wiped it for him directly, and persuaded, "It's not surprising that an official gets married early."

"No, Fang Qi planned to escape with me last night."

The people who were originally surprised by the engagement of the second generation of officials but did not make a sound heard Wei He's words clearly. Chu Hezhi also did not expect the scene to suddenly quiet down, so he patted Wei He's Shoulder said to him, "Come on, have another sip of milk."

"..."

The second generation of officials naturally also heard it, his face was livid, and there was a storm in his eyes.

He felt ashamed, turned around and asked Fang Qi in disbelief, "Is what that kid said true?"

Fang Qi: "..."

"That's still a child, you really are!!!" The second generation official pointed at Fang Qi tremblingly, and ran away sadly.Fang Qi glanced at Wei He from a distance, her eyes were lifeless like a ghost about to kill her.

Chu Hezhi was still beside Wei He, handed him a strawberry, and gently fed it into his mouth, "Eat some more strawberries, be good, don't say a few words, the young lady over there has already been pissed off by your angry face." It's all blue."

Wei He couldn't tell because it was obviously not his fault!

After the party, it became a bit awkward. Although there are many musicians, most of them are people who want to show their nobility, but there is no one who can be called a master. Everyone is still lively, touting and presenting gifts to each other. Most of the gatherings in China are this kind of routine.

Wei's mother stood in the distance and didn't have any communication with Wei He, and didn't even bother to give Wei He a look of disdain.

Wei He also knew that he had ruined the situation, and he couldn't use his young age as a cover. He was already in junior high school, and it would be too shameless to say that he was young and ignorant.

He stayed there for a while, but he didn't see the second generation official or Fang Qi. Wei's mother probably didn't want to see him anymore, so Wei He ran away by himself.Chu Hezhi went to get a glass of milk, and Wei He disappeared without a trace.

"It's really like a rabbit. I finally caught it and ran away." Chu Hezhi smiled self-deprecatingly, and took a sip of milk. People who look innocent and sweet will like it.

The master disappeared without drinking, and the rest of the people gathered together to chat.

"If you're after that person, give up." Li Zhen kindly advised.

"Because of the green eyes you've been talking about before?" Chu Hezhi asked.

"This is one of them. If you want to tell the truth, I'm afraid that you will suffer from Wei He." Li Zhen smiled and told him, "You look like a pure rabbit, but inside he is As black as you want."

Tang Tang, who came with Li Zhen, also nodded his little head, expressing his infinite approval, they still remember how Wei He bullied them before.

Chu Hezhi asked again, "Then what if I really like that blackened rabbit?"

Tangtang happily raised her hand and said, "Haha, I know, then your name is Shaking M, Xiaozhenzhen, am I right?"

Li Zhen patted Tangtang's head and praised, "That's right!"

Chu Hezhi touched his nose, thought for a while, and decided to ignore the two people in front of him.

The scene at night is a bit blurry, the villa here is especially unpredictable, the high-rise building is shrouded in white lights, and there are layers of bodyguards surrounding the place to prevent unexpected guests from coming.

The evening wind blew through the town, blowing everything apart and softening it.

It was already late when Wei He arrived home. The black courtyard was Fang Qi’s dream. A place to take root.

The old man went to bed early and started to snore moderately. Wei He also lay down. He felt that he really had nothing left, and all the people he liked were messed up by him.

From the moment Emerald Eyes left, the trajectory of the days became chaotic.

Whether it was Teacher Qin and the art troupe, or Fang Qi and the second generation of officials, he overturned the trust of a group of people in him. He covered his face, feeling that he had failed terribly.

This painful thought haunted him all the time, so that when Wei's mother came back, he didn't fall asleep.

In the daze, there seemed to be the sound of a woman's high-heeled shoes, and after a while, the sound of high-heeled shoes walked up the stairs, up the attic, and entered his room.

"Mom?" Wei He glanced at the alarm clock, it was only 2 in the morning, "You came back so early?"

"My son has done a good job, can I still live there comfortably?" Mother Wei asked back, and sat on the small sofa beside her.

Wei He choked for a moment, and asked, "What are you doing up in the middle of the night?"

"Tell me what you're thinking about today first, and then I'll tell you what I'm thinking about."

Wei He sat up from the bed. In the middle of the night, he was surprisingly calm. After the in-depth analysis and self-criticism just now, his mind felt refreshed like never before. It was like shaving his head like a fool. like.

"You think I've lost all your face today, don't you?"

Wei's mother didn't deny it, and flipped through Wei He's music score on the bedside table.

"You were also very happy when you saw a bunch of people handing me business cards today."

"Indeed, I was still thinking at the time, today is really my lucky day, and my son can become someone who can be introduced to others."

Wei He chuckled twice, "Mom, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth today." He swallowed, and looked at Mother Wei, "I want to be your pride too, but you don't hear me like this. Don’t ask, it’s boring for me to grow wild alone.”

Mother Wei looked up and asked, "What do you think?"

"I've grown up so much, have you given me any other education besides prenatal education? You treat the young master of the Ling family better than me."

"They can give me money, you can't."

"You don't understand long-term investment!" Wei He was angry, "And am I so hopeless? You see, I'm only in junior high school, and many people already know me."

Wei's mother was silent for a while, put down the music score in her hand, and looked at her son with sad and blurred eyes. She closed her eyes for a while, and then opened them again. She didn't know what she was thinking. When she opened her eyes again, she Still the same cold and ruthless mother.

"Your father and I also thought about cultivating you into a generation of famous people, and threw you into a small black room, throwing all the Spartan education on your head, but you begged for mercy in the end, begging us to give up your education. .”

Wei He scolded, "Can't you learn something better in your education methods! No matter how successful Fu Cong is, his father's method of banging his head on the piano head must be wrong!"

"The road to success is always hard, and you only have yourself to blame for not taking your chances."

"Is this a fucking opportunity!"

"The Kelvin competition is also an opportunity, and you can see that you haven't seized it."

"I……"

"Even if you were withdrawn from the competition, it's not like your dad and I didn't give you a second chance, but after the competition, the master only said Ning Feichen's name. What did you do?"

"..." Wei He lowered his head, he had almost forgotten what his original intention of learning music was, was it fame?status?Something more important?

After he was reborn and came here, all he could think of was to grab all the straws and climb up to the most conspicuous position.

So before he was reborn, why did he touch the piano, why did he give up learning the piano, and why did he hold the violin so reluctantly.

At first, I was just obsessed with the way my parents touched the musical instrument.

After all, the root of everything is love.

Some people say: When you can't figure it out, go back to the original point and have a look.Wei He was silent for a while, and finally made a decision.

He said slowly to Wei's mother, "Since it was free-range in the past, it will be fine from now on. I want to take my own musical path, and I can do it by myself. Woodwinds, percussion, strings, although they can't all be Proficient, but I also want to touch each one."

If it’s not stocking, once a certain musical instrument is set, it will be difficult to touch others. Human energy is always limited, and learning too much will only hinder people’s progress.

Wei He finally added without fear of death, "Do you understand me! I will definitely succeed!" After finishing speaking, Wei He pushed Mother Wei out of the room, tossing and turning on the bed alone.

The end of summer is over, and even the chirping of cicadas and frogs are almost extinct, and the sky is about to usher in daylight, and only cuckoos are hooting outside.

Wei's mother took out her mobile phone slowly, walked downstairs, and dialed a phone number that she rarely touched, "Hello? Zhengyu? I think your son is crazy."

**

Ning Feishen has specially studied the subject of information technology these few days. After a boring theoretical study, he finally got his first network connection resource - of course it was stolen.

After logging in to the mailbox and connecting to the computer data of the mobile phone, a bunch of information flooded in.

He glanced around, and accurately picked out Wei He's email from among the many messages to read.The first letter is about Xiao Weihe being bullied and complaining to him, the second letter is about Xiao Weihe feeling that life is really lonely like snow, sad autumn hurts spring, the third letter...the last letter is blaming himself for not having one Reply, want to break up with yourself.

Ning Fei stared at the six letters suspiciously for a while, combined with the new knowledge he had learned, and finally typed a few words, "Practice the piano well, and wait for your husband to come back. [Gentle smile]"

The second one opened by Ning Feichen was a message from Li Zhen.

Li Zhen believed him so he didn't read it seriously, and he knew the key words after just a few glances.It turned out that someone wanted to abduct Wei He while he was away.

Ning Fei was furious, his green eyes were filled with undetectable darkness like an abyss, he pressed the keyboard to ask Li Zhen to hire someone to kill that guy directly, but the keyboard cracked completely.

Anger makes people lose their minds. He looked at the second computer that he broke in silence for a while, and began to think about what more practical and convenient courses he could choose.

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The author has something to say: Fu Cong is the son of the person who wrote "Fu Lei's Family Letter". His father just knocked his head on the piano to urge his son to learn the piano. It feels a bit crazy.

57 chapter

Wei He is now truly a loner.

The relationship with his classmates only deteriorated but did not improve, and he threw harsh words at his parents, so he had to fight for his breath no matter what he said.

After returning to the city, he got a surprise: a letter flew into the small mailbox that had never been turned on, and he told Jade Eyes about this mailbox, and the boy finally received a letter.

Wei He opened the mailbox enthusiastically, and then his expression froze. He remembered that he had sent six emails. Why did the reply from Jade Eyes only have such a few words?