I fell in love with my nemesis after rebirth

Sihang struggled terribly, and after hanging up the phone, his brain seemed to be poured into lead mud, which was extremely heavy.

He didn't know that there were such barren places in this world, and what was even more frightening was that there were far worse places in this world.

Maybe these people are ignorant, they lack knowledge, but they yearn for knowledge, respect knowledge, and know that knowledge can change destiny.

What made Sihang feel powerless the most was that they spent their entire lives trying to fight for it, but perhaps nothing could compare to a phone call from someone like his uncle.

Sheng Xuehe lost his appetite for dinner, not only him, but everyone else.After tidying up the dishes, Sheng Xuehe returned to the room, feeling a mess in his heart.

He was lying on the bed, looking straight at the ceiling, raising his phone from time to time and looking at the screen.He didn't wait for news until his arm was numb.

The moment he was about to put down his phone, the screen lit up, and he answered it as fast as possible, and there was a crackling sound from the receiver.

"Brother! Grandma is fine! The operation was a success!"

"Did you hear that? Did you hear that!"

The five fingers holding the finger were trembling, Sheng Xuehe stood up quickly, and walked twice in the air in a daze, the surprise on his face could not be concealed.He took two deep breaths: "I heard it. Is grandma awake? I'm still doing practice now, so I can't rush over."

"You can do the practice with peace of mind. The doctor said that grandma will wake up in about two days. This operation was a success, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise."

Not long ago, Sheng Xuehe's grandma had just been sent to China and had her first operation. At first, all indicators were normal, but the sudden deterioration made everyone panic.

The medical team boldly performed a second operation, this time, and it was a success.

Because of this news, Sheng Xuehe couldn't eat for nearly a day, and he didn't smile for a long time until he heard the news that the operation was successful.

The body sent out a signal of hunger, Sheng Xuehe regained his appetite, and was about to go to buy some food nearby, when a few sneaky figures appeared outside the iron fence.

Sheng Xuehe opened the iron gate strangely: "Why don't you come in."

Routing lowered his head: "I'm afraid that the people in the hotel won't let us in."

Sheng Xuehe led them in and sat on the wooden chairs in the yard. They were obviously somewhat restrained, and looked at the dormitory building in front of them with curious eyes.

"Ms. Sheng, are you feeling unwell today? You're still unhappy." The girl with braids asked him.

Sheng Xuehe was stunned, he thought he had restrained his emotions well, but he didn't expect it to be so obvious.He moved the plastic chair and sat beside them: "Yes, my grandma was hospitalized for an operation, and I was worried about her. Fortunately, the operation was successful, and I am very happy now."

"That's good," they breathed a sigh of relief, "The operation must be very painful. My grandfather said that the operation was too painful, so he refused to have the operation, and finally went to 'Shoushan'."

"Shoushan" does not mean guarding the mountain in the true sense. In this place, if the elder dies, the widow will usually tell the child that the elder is going to guard the mountain, so as to reduce the pain caused by the child's death and the death of a loved one.

Cheng Siyu and Tang Ning were going to buy shampoo when they saw the child they were bringing: "Wow, Xiuxiu, why don't you come secretly to play with your sister?"

Huang Xiu explained: "No, no, I just arrived!"

Tang Ning smiled and nudged Cheng Siyu: "Don't scare Xiuxiu, Xiuxiu is timid and stutters."

A bunch of people were laughing, and they moved chairs and asked what they were talking about.After hearing this topic, there was a moment of silence.

Cheng Siyu clapped his hands: "Why don't I sing for you? Sister, I'm a vocal music learner, so I have to show you my skills."

"It would be nice to have an instrumental accompaniment."

They took out their mobile phones and were about to search for the accompaniment. Sheng Xuehe found the discarded items from a corner, and piled them on the table under the confused eyes of everyone.

Sheng Xuehe said, "We can do it ourselves."

Tang Ning and Cheng Siyu went to the kitchen to get some supplies, and some items they thought might be useful.

Back in the yard, the children opened their eyes strangely, looking at the columnar objects in their hands.

"Is this a whistle?" I couldn't use surprise to describe my mood, "Can you make a sound?"

Sheng Xuehe: "Yes, if you adjust the position of the paper core, the sound will also change."

Put two paper cores with different diameters together tightly, and cut out a square of about one centimeter at one end of the paper core with a knife.Then pinch one end of the cut straw flat, and stick it with tape along the edge of the hole.

Sheng Xuehe finished another one, Cheng Siyu was very interested: "Let me try."

She tried to blow it for a while, and she could actually make a sound. Although the timbre was a bit strange, the roughness could be reduced by adjusting the position of the paper core.

They found it incredible that the discarded plastic film core became a whistle in just a short while.

The children played happily, and Sheng Xuehe took the jar container, put the plastic paper on the container and tied it tightly, and a simple drum was finished.

"Mr. Sheng, you are so amazing," Rou worshiped, "You can turn waste products into musical instruments."

"Waste is the definition of human beings." Sheng Xuehe handed him the simple drum that he had made, "If you want, waste can also create miracles."

"You can try to find the rhythm, yes, that's it."

They are notifying each other with cheerful voices, singing lazily in the night wind, breaking the silent and windless atmosphere.

Cheng Siyu sang high notes without changing his expression, which made everyone say "wow" in surprise.She looked proud: "How about it, can you? I have practiced since I was a child."

The children praised Cheng Siyu without hesitation, and praised Cheng Siyu from heaven and earth, making Cheng Siyu smile, and there was another paragraph.

It was still early, and someone upstairs suddenly opened the window, and a powerful tenor voice came from above, which perfectly matched Cheng Siyu.

Cheng Siyu was stunned, this is Alpha from the class next door, seeing Cheng Siyu looking over, he smiled heartily, indicating that it was her turn.

The movement formed by chance made the atmosphere even more ups and downs. Many people also opened the windows and joined the carnival.

At this moment, the originally slack courtyard seemed to be the scene of a concert, and they were praised and applauded from all directions.

"Xuehe, I remember you brought a violin, right?" Tang Ning looked at him with a smile, "The atmosphere is so good now, why don't you give me some face?"

Cheng Siyu was surprised: "You can play the violin?"

Sheng Xuehe replied: "I have learned a little bit."

They went to the Shengxuehe dormitory before, but Cheng Siyu didn't pay attention, but Tang Ning found out.

Under the booing of everyone, Sheng Xuehe returned to the dormitory and took his violin.

When he returned to the courtyard, the atmosphere of laughter made his heart tremble, and some ineffable emotions gushed out from the depths of his heart, and he urgently needed to do something to relieve it.

The few bright lights in the courtyard were not that bright. Sheng Xuehe was standing right in front of the gate. His upright posture and the violin he was holding made him look elegant and mysterious.

Like a prank, Cheng Siyu took his own black silk scarf and tied it over Sheng Xuehe's eyes.

Sheng Xuehe was a little helpless, but he didn't stop it. Cheng Siyu was lively and cheerful, and his move was not malicious.

"Is he an art student?"

"No, he's an international student. I haven't heard that he plans to apply to an art university. And his grades are very good. How can he study art?"

"It should be a hobby. Who knows how to play a few musical instruments now?"

The people upstairs talked through the window, and then turned their eyes back to the center of the yard.

He moved slightly, and the shadow gradually spread around his feet, making people nervous for no reason.

With the movement of the fingers, the first note swayed in the air, followed by fragmented and scattered notes.

"Sure enough, it's a hobby. Why don't you let me come? I've passed the exam."

"People say that I have learned a little bit, and the atmosphere is lively."

"The requirements are so high, go to the concert to listen."

The soft and gentle sound of the violin sounded again, the soothing tones gurgling and flowing, the clear timbre, and the smooth melody line made them concentrate.

There seemed to be birds chirping cheerfully in my ears, and cunning hares got out of the bushes, and they kept running, from trees to birches, from hazel forests to acacia bushes.

Surrounded by dilapidated courtyards, they seem to be in a verdant jungle, experiencing the vitality of nature personally.

Originally, most of the curtains were still tightly drawn and closed. At this moment, the wall next to the courtyard was completely illuminated, and the indoor light that was close to Chi Chi was directed outward through the glass window, like a screen of light descending from the sky. Light up the distance.

"Brother, what level is this?" Someone asked the Alpha who said 'not as good as me' just now.

Alpha spoke with difficulty: "... at the performance level."

After a while, Alpha's words trembled with strong disbelief: "He is really not a music student at this level? Isn't this a waste of his talent? I don't believe it."

This Alpha has learned various musical instruments since he was a child, and he has an excellent sense of music. Almost instantly, he judged the high talent of the other party's sense of music.

"What song is this? Have you heard it?" Someone asked.

Alpha replied: "I haven't heard it, but it's obviously a master-level piece. I think it should be a work that a certain master has never released to the public. The seemingly messy notes have a sense of unity. Deliberately, such a high level is definitely not what Sheng Xuehe can create at this age, unless a master helps him modify it."

Before Sheng Xuehe stayed abroad, he may have communicated with foreign masters and practiced the repertoire composed by the master in private.

The children dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the performance.They looked at each other in blank dismay, their eyes full of doubts - is this 'learned a little bit'?

They have never learned musical instruments, and there are very few opportunities to take music lessons, but just now, they can feel the fresh vitality and vitality. Until now, they are silent, and their hearts are still surging.

This wonderful performance seemed to be over, Sheng Xuehe maintained an upright standing posture, his skin was fair, but his lips were as bright as a begonia.A circle of black ribbons around the eyes made him look cold and gorgeous.

The back of the hand is naturally bent, and the bow sounds together on the two strings.

The double-tone voice was so full and pleasant, and the sudden acceleration caught everyone off guard.

His figure is slender and calm, but the instruments under his hands are full of fierce blood, high pitched and passionate, like the waves rolling under the storm.

Wherever the sound of the piano goes, it forces them to become restless and crazy. The passionate notes hit the atrium heavily, and the sharp and violent rhythm makes everyone shake their limbs unconsciously. The master of Sheng Xuehe's subordinates.

The rhythm of Sheng Xuehe's bow controlled their limbs; the notes of Sheng Xuehe's hand made them emotionally ups and downs.

They seem to be controlled to lose themselves.

The emotions at this time are difficult to convey in words, and no matter how beautiful the praise is, it seems pale and weak.They opened their pupils wide and leaned against the window sill to look down.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew towards their faces, like blues music playing crazily on the sea, and the collision between notes was like a big wave hitting the rocks on the turbulent sea, with such ferocity that it almost drown them all.

The gate of the dormitory building was originally closed, and only a few faint lights in the courtyard could illuminate Sheng Xuehe.

The chests of the thronged audience heaved violently, as if they had become one with it, and the notes floated and danced around them, undulating like shimmering nebulae.

The rhythm gradually slowed down.

The birds fly across the sky and stand on the reef.Sparkling, suddenly far and near.

As if God heard the call, he pushed open the door and bathed him with a spotlight-like effect. The white light in the building suddenly poured out, making the front as bright as day.

Since then, the mottled concrete floor under his feet has become a holy stage.

He was so dazzling at this moment that the pale moonlight gave way to him.

Between the interweaving of light and waves, the boy with light blond hair and eyes covered with black gauze looked upright and elegant.The fine body of the piano makes him look more and more tall and straight.

As the last note faded away, the scene remained silent.

They seem to have voluntarily drowned in this performance, unable to extricate themselves.

"I, fuck."

"This is called learning a little bit? I really don't believe in Sheng Xuehe's little bit."

"I still remember the archery before, he also had the attitude of 'I can do it a little bit'. In the end, he killed the two Alphas in the blink of an eye."

"Who is this person? No, is he still a person, and is there anything he doesn't know?"

Xu Ling's lips trembled: "With the broken and out-of-key notes, we pieced together such a complete score, conceived a completely different world, and presented an immersive reality..."

He could hardly control his voice: "Why would such a person go back to China to apply for a university? Shouldn't the offer be softened?!"

"You think he's awesome too?"

"This is more than amazing." Xu Ling's chest heaved violently, "In such a simple environment, it can directly affect the emotions of so many people, making us emotionally boil, and it has reached such a strong and uncontrollable level."

"Too much, too much." He muttered to himself again, "How can you be so humble?!"