"Senior Sister Lu, you usually have to deal with so many men, how can you have time to walk the show? I think it's better to give it to Luo Xiaoxiao." Lin Bufan patted Lu Qiaoqiao's shoulder and said with a wicked look on his face, "This man, Ye

If you walk too much, you will hit ghosts."

"You... are you threatening me?" Lu Qiaoqiao's face turned red and her ears were equatorial.

"Yes, I just threaten you, and you don't want your wonderful photos to spread on the Internet, right?"

"You..." Lu Qiaoqiao gritted her teeth and was exposed, and was ashamed.

"Don't you, you are yours. If you want to become famous, I can help you and make you famous all over the country."

Lu Qiaoqiao felt a volcano erupted, but she had to give in.

"I see."

In the end, Lu Qiaoqiao lied that she was ill and could not participate in the show, and begged Minister Li to continue using Luo Xiaoxiao. Minister Li looked puzzled, but Lu Qiaoqiao said so, so she could only let Luo Xiaoxiao come back.

After the rehearsal was over, Luo Xiaoxiao took Lin Bufan and Su Qing to the cafeteria for lunch.

While eating, Luo Xiaoxiao asked in confusion: "Which is Lu Qiaoqiao playing? Why is she in good health all of a sudden?"

"You care whichever she shows up, it's okay if you can participate in the show," Lin Bufan said while eating.

"That's right!"

While eating, a petite female college student came over behind her.

"Xiaoxiao, something happened to your Song Shenhui. Hurry up and go to the gymnasium to check it out." The petite female student said anxiously.

Lin Bufan's mind buzzed, Song Shenhui!

"What happened?" Luo Xiaoxiao asked nervously.

"Don't we have a trial competition in the afternoon? A member of Song Shenhui's band said at this critical moment that he would withdraw and turn to Liu Feiyang's band."

"Damn, there is such a thing." Luo Xiaoxiao threw down her chopsticks and ran towards the gymnasium.

Lin Bufan and Su Qing hurriedly followed.

When I arrived at a training room in the gymnasium, I heard the quarrels.

"Ah Hui, I know I shouldn't abandon you at this time, but people go to the high places and water flows to the low places. Liu Feiyang is more suitable for making music than you. I will go to his band to develop in the future. There is another time

I have heard Liu Feiyang's competition songs, and you will definitely not be able to compare with his." A boy wearing a jacket and ripped jeans on his lower body said.

The ripped jeans hold the bass in their hands, and they should be the bassist in charge of the band's bass department.

"Monkey, we have been in bands since high school. We have always been good brothers, but you want to leave me at this time? Don't you feel sad?" Song Shenhui spoke, and he looked heartbroken.

The monkey raised his head and gritted his teeth, sighed and said, "My dream is to be able to play in an excellent band. After a few years, I feel that following you will not have a future. Ah Hui, the domestic music scene is surging, your original music

It is impossible to do anything. I left you because I insisted on my musical dream. Please understand."

After saying that, the monkey turned around and left.

Luo Xiaoxiao grabbed the monkey's collar and yelled: "Monkey, you can't leave."

"Xiaoxiao...you let go." The monkey put away his face and dared not look directly into Luo Xiaoxiao's eyes.

"My Song Shenhui is not as good as Liu Feiyang. You kid is actually traitorous. The afternoon trial competition is about to go. You are still a human being?" Luo Xiaoxiao shouted angrily.

"I'm sorry!" The monkey threw away Luo Xiaoxiao and walked out.

Song Shenhui sat down decadently, held his head, and felt silent.

It seems that I'm not suitable for making music.

He began to doubt his ability in his heart and began to question whether his musical dream was a daydream.

Behind Song Shenhui there was a girl with smoky makeup. The girl's face was an electronic piano, and she should be responsible for the accompaniment.

In addition, there was a short-haired boy sitting in front of the drum set on the right, with a beard and a headscarf, and he looked disappointed.

"Xiaohui, didn't you just leave a bass player? It's no big deal. It's the afternoon's trials. I believe you will definitely defeat Liu Feiyang." Luo Xiaoxiao comforted.

Song Shenhui bowed his head and was silent...

"Little Demon, Volcano, you guys talk." Luo Xiaoxiao shouted at the two, hoping that these two could stand up and encourage Song Shenhui. After all, this time requires the support of these two team members.

But Xiao Yao and Volcano were silent, and they also felt that they would definitely lose this selection.

Song Shenhui's parents are both social elites, their father is a lawyer, and their mother is a bank supervisor. Since childhood, their parents wanted to train Song Shenhui into a talent in the business field, but they did not expect Song Shenhui would embark on the road of music.

In high school, Song Shenhui applied for the art school without telling his parents. After his parents knew about it, they must let Song Shenhui drop out of school and apply for the school again. They even coerced Song Shenhui for his death. Under tremendous pressure, Song Shenhui promised that his parents could not be in the tenth place this time.

If you have the best song competition in a university, you will give up your music dream.

But now I can’t even choose the school’s selection competition, so how can I talk about winning the prize in the competition?

Thinking of his musical dream that he had ended in vain, Song Shenhui felt wronged and questioned himself, and tears fell down his face.

The little demon touched it and took out a cigarette and started smoking, "Ah Hui, why don't you leave? Listen to your parents, change school and take another path of life. Originally, this musical path is difficult to walk across the country

There are so many musicians, only a few who can become famous."

Xiao Yao doesn’t have much ideal, she just wants to be a music teacher after graduation.

"Tsk tsk tsk, where are you decadent?" A tall boy with long hair and fine eyes walked in. He saw the depressed Song Shenhui with a proud look on his face.

"Liu Feiyang, what are you here? You are not welcome here, get out." Luo Xiaoxiao said angrily.

"Luo Xiaoxiao, are there any tricks in your mind? Is this your territory?" Liu Feiyang looked at Song Shenhui contemptuously and said, "Song Shenhui, the original songs you participated in are not beautiful, two have no rhythm, three have no layers, and lyrics are written

It's so vulgar. I want to compare songs like you with me? It's so funny. I've told you a long time ago, don't humiliate yourself. I just want to tell you, don't go on stage, so as not to make jokes

, you can abstain from the right."

"Liu Feiyang, shut up." Luo Xiaoxiao's eyes were round and she shouted angrily.

"Tsk tsk, Song Shenhui, you're just looking good. Why not be a Cowherd? You'll definitely make money than forming a band."

"Get out..." Luo Xiaoxiao pushed Liu Feiyang.

"I've said enough, I'll leave." Liu Feiyang left after sarcasm.

"Xiaohui, don't listen to that bastard. You must go on stage to defeat him." Luo Xiaoxiao grabbed Song Shenhui's shoulder and said.

"Ah Hui, the competition is going to be in the afternoon. Register no matter what, I will sign up. We will always go on stage. Let's go." said the drummer Volcano.

After a long time, Song Shenhui stood up and said, "Okay, let's go."

Song Shenhui is a guitarist, Volcano is a drummer, and Xiao Yao is accompaniment. Their original song "Fragrant Incense" begins.

"In the walkway where no one passes by, a girl often appears..." Song Shenhui started singing while playing the guitar.

Lin Bufan touched his chin and listened seriously.

"It feels very ordinary." Su Qing couldn't help but say.

Lin Bufan smiled bitterly and thought to himself: This song is really a slander. The melody score is really dull. The chorus is not high-pitched and does not sing it with power.

But Song Shenhui's tone was good, the high notes did not leave, and the bass could be suppressed.

Halfway through singing, Song Shenhui suddenly stopped.

"Everyone is gone, you don't have to participate in the trial competition in the afternoon." Song Shenhui has lost confidence.

"Xiaohui, you can't give up." Luo Xiaoxiao encouraged.

"Stop talking, I'm not suitable for this road, I'll give up." After saying this, Song Shenhui's silent tears fell. This is not the first time he has been hit. Many seniors and teachers have told him that he is very ordinary.

It’s okay for a music teacher, but it’s impossible to leave a mark in the Chinese music scene.

"Xiaohui..." Seeing Song Shenhui crying, Luo Xiaoxiao bit her lips and her eyes were moist.

Lin Bufan sighed, walked slowly over and picked up the backup electric box piano beside him, plugged in, connected to the audio, and sat down, "The road to success in the world is not achieved overnight, it needs to be repeated over and over again

Only by walking repeatedly can you walk out of your own style and take an unusual path. Just because you lose a team member and give up your ideals because of your opponent's provocation, then you will not be successful in your life. You can do it when you are young.

There are dreams, and when you are old, you can also have dreams. The dream of a little boy is gold, but the dream of an old boy is tears..."

Song Shenhui looked at Lin Bufan and frowned and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"I want to play and sing."

After the words came, Lin Bufan plucked the strings with his fingers, and the prelude to "Old Boy" rang in the empty training ground...

That's the person I miss and love deeply day and night

How should I express it

Will she accept me

Maybe I'll never say that to her

I'm destined to wander around the world

How can you be concerned

Dreams are always out of reach

Should I give up

Flowers bloom and fall again it is rainy season

Where are you in spring

Youth is like a rushing river

Don't come back and say goodbye

Only numbness left me without the passion of the past
Chapter completed!