"Sister Lu, you usually have to deal with so many men. How can you have time to go on catwalks? I think you should leave it to Luo Xiaoxiao." Lin Bufan patted Lu Qiaoqiao on the shoulder and said with a wicked look, "This guy, Ye

If you walk too much, you'll run into ghosts."

"You...you threaten me?" Lu Qiaoqiao's face turned red.

"Yes, even if I threaten you, you don't want your wonderful photos to be spread on the Internet and around the campus, right?"

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

"It's up to you. If you want to be famous, I can help you and make you famous all over the world."

Lu Qiaoqiao felt a volcano erupt in her heart, but she had to give in.

"I see."

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

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

While eating, Luo Xiaoxiao asked in confusion: "Which show is this Lu Qiaoqiao acting in? Why is she suddenly in poor health again?"

"You don't care where she comes out, as long as you can participate in the catwalk, it's fine." Lin Bufan said while eating.

"Right!"

While I was eating, a petite female college student walked up behind me.

"Xiaoxiao, something happened to your Song Shenhui. Go to the gym and have a look." The petite female student said anxiously.

Lin Bufan's mind buzzed, Song Shenhui!

"What happened?" Luo Xiaoxiao asked nervously.

"Don't we have a tryout in the afternoon? A member of Song Shenhui's band said at this juncture that he wanted to quit and join 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 we arrived at a training room in the gym, we heard a quarrel.

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

I have listened to Liu Feiyang’s competition song, and you will definitely not be able to compete with him.” A boy wearing a jacket and ripped jeans said.

This ripped jeans is holding a bass in his hand. He should be the bass player responsible for the bass section of the band.

"Monkey, we have been in a band since high school. We have always been good brothers, but you want to leave me at this time? Doesn't your heart hurt?" Song Shenhui was the one who spoke, with a heartbroken look on his face.

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

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

After saying that, the monkey turned and walked away.

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

"Xiaoxiao... let go." Monkey turned his face away, not daring to look directly into Luo Xiaoxiao's eyes.

"My Song Shenhui is in no way better than Liu Feiyang. You have betrayed your trust. There will be a trial in the afternoon. If you leave at this moment, are you still a human being?" Luo Xiaoxiao shouted angrily.

"I'm sorry!" Monkey shook Luo Xiaoxiao away and walked out.

Song Shenhui sat down dejectedly, holding his head, his heart filled with silence.

It seems that I am really not suitable for music.

He began to doubt his abilities and began to question whether his musical dream was just a daydream.

Behind Song Shenhui is a girl with smoky makeup and an electronic keyboard face. She should be responsible for the accompaniment.

In addition, there is a short-haired boy sitting in front of the drum set on the right, with a beard and a turban. He also has a depressed look on his face.

"Xiao Hui, why don't you just leave the bass player? It's no big deal. There will be a trial in the afternoon. I believe you can beat Liu Feiyang." Luo Xiaoxiao comforted.

Song Shenhui lowered his head and remained silent...

"Little demon, Huoshan, talk to you." Luo Xiaoxiao shouted to the two of them, hoping that they could stand up and encourage Song Shenhui. After all, the support of these two team members was needed at this time.

But Xiaoyao and Huoshan were silent, and in their hearts they felt that they would definitely lose this trial.

Song Shenhui's parents are both social elites. His father is a lawyer and his mother is a bank supervisor. Since he was a child, his parents wanted to cultivate Song Shenhui into a talent in the business field, but they did not expect that Song Shenhui would embark on the road of music.

When he was in high school, Song Shenhui applied for an art college without telling his parents. When his parents found out, they made sure that Song Shenhui dropped out of school and re-applied for the school.

I won the top prize in a college song competition and gave up my music dream.

But now I can't even get selected in the school's audition, so how can I win a prize in the competition?

Thinking of his music dream that ended in vain, Song Shenhui felt aggrieved, questioned himself, and shed tears.

The little demon fumbled around and took out his cigarette and started smoking, "Ah Hui, why don't we just break up? Listen to your parents, change schools, and take another life path. Originally, this road of music is difficult to follow. All over the country

There are so many people engaged in music, but only a few can become famous."

Xiaoyao doesn't have much ideals. She just wants to be a music teacher after graduation.

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

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

"Luo Xiaoxiao, is there something wrong with you? Is this your family's territory?" Liu Feiyang looked at Song Shenhui contemptuously and said, "Song Shenhui, the original song you entered for the competition has no beauty, no rhythm, and no level.

It's so vulgar, you want to compete with me even with a song like yours? It's really funny. I told you a long time ago, don't make a fool of yourself. I just want to tell you, don't go on stage, so as not to make a joke.

, you can abstain yourselves."

"Liu Feiyang, shut up." Luo Xiaoxiao shouted angrily with wide eyes.

"Tsk tsk, Song Shenhui, you just have a pretty face, why not become a cowherd? It will definitely make more money than forming a band."

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

"Enough said, I'm leaving." Liu Feiyang sarcastically left.

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

"Ah Hui, there is a competition in the afternoon. No matter what, you have signed up and you have to go on stage. Let's go through it." Drummer Huoshan said.

After a long time, Song Shenhui stood up and said, "Okay, let's walk through it again."

Song Shenhui is the guitarist, Huoshan is the drummer, and Xiaoyao is the accompanist. Their original song "Miscent" begins.

"On that walkway where no one passes, a girl often appears..." Song Shenhui sang while playing the guitar.

Lin Bufan touched his chin and listened carefully.

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

Lin Bufan smiled bitterly and thought to himself: This song is really a mouth-watering song. The melody is really bland, the chorus is not high-pitched, and the singing is not powerful.

But Song Shenhui's tone is good, the treble is not lost, and the bass is suppressed.

In the middle of singing, Song Shenhui suddenly stopped.

"Everyone, please leave. There is no need to participate in the trials this afternoon." Song Shenhui had already lost confidence.

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

"Stop talking, I'm not suitable for this path, I gave up." After saying this, Song Shenhui's silent tears fell down. This was not the first time he was hit. Many seniors and teachers had already said that he was ordinary.

A music teacher is okay, but it is impossible to leave a mark in the summer music scene.

"Xiao Hui..." Seeing Song Shenhui crying, Luo Xiaoxiao bit her lip and her eyes became moist.

Lin Bufan sighed, slowly walked over and picked up the spare electric piano on the side, plugged in the power, connected the stereo, and then sat down, "The road to success in the world is not achieved overnight, it needs to be done over and over again.

Only by going over and over again can you develop your own style and an unusual path. If you give up your ideals just because of the loss of a team member or because of the provocation of your opponent, then you will never be successful in your life. When you are young, you can

If you have dreams, you can also have dreams when you are older. A little boy's dream is gold, but an old boy's dream is tears..."

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

"I want to play and sing a song."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Bufan plucked the strings with his fingers, and the prelude of "Old Boy" rang in the empty training ground...

That is 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 the world

How can I be concerned?

Dreams are always out of reach

Should I give up?

Flowers are blooming and falling, and it’s the rainy season again

Spring, where are you?

Youth is like a flowing river

Once you leave and never come back, you won’t have time to say goodbye

I am left numb, without the passion of the past
Chapter completed!