Xinhan didn't know what kind of mood he was leaving. When he walked to Shi Feiyan's side, she even forgot to stop. If Shi Feiyan hadn't held her forcefully in his arms, maybe she would have been there forever.
Muddled and out of state.
"What's wrong, you're not happy?" Shi Feiyan hooked her chin, gave her a peck on the lips, and then praised: "You played very well, I like it very much."
"But I didn't win the championship." At that moment, my nose felt sour, and the tears rolled down uncontrollably.
She didn't dare to look at Professor Yu next to her, she was afraid of seeing his disappointed eyes, so the only thing she could do was to bury her entire face in Shi Feiyan's chest.
Escape, absolute escape mentality.[
She failed, she didn't win the championship, her senior brother's score was higher than hers, she was just a little bit behind, but it was already a world of difference.
The list and others around her looked at her expression and couldn't say anything to congratulate her, so they were all silent.
Maybe in the eyes of others, she is great; but they know that what Xinhan wants is the championship, so she may not know how sad she is at this moment.
Not many of them knew much about music, and Xinhan's score was not low, so no one had any doubts.
Only Professor Yu, who was next to Xinhan, had a calm expression. He knew that Xinhan was really better than Feng Jinchi. Why did the jury give such a score? Could it be that his own musical depth was not enough?
When the last contestant came off the field, there was no doubt about the result of the game: she took second place.
Xin Han went to the stage to receive the award with an expressionless face, and returned to Shi Feiyan with the runner-up certificate, "I want to go home."
Feeling chills and pains in her heart, she hurriedly congratulated her senior brother and said goodbye to her teacher. Then, she was carried out of the concert hall by Shi Feiyan, returned to the car, lay on his body and began to cry.
The atmosphere is a bit dull.
Shi Feiyan's hand tightly grasped Xinxin's hand, wrapped it up, and comforted her silently, then lowered his head and coaxed in her ear: "Why are you crying? Is the championship so important? Okay, okay, don't cry anymore.
"
I can't describe how sad my heart is, and I can't express it in words.
It's like, obviously hope is right around the corner, but it's knocked back to where it was in an instant.
He couldn't stop crying, and his tears almost soaked the shirt on Shi Feiyan's chest.