The confession was rejected, and the school belle's persona jumped up

"Bingli, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying so hard?"

Yang Yun knew why and asked, but in fact, she knew very well that Du Bingli was crying like this because of the song Jiang Yi sang above.

And her daughter's behavior at this time just proves that she has not completely let go of Jiang Yi in her heart, and even, Jiang Yi has already entered her heart deeply.

"After a while, I will settle the matter between the two of them, and let Jiang Yi stay away from my daughter, and the two of them will never associate with each other again."

"Just an ordinary poor boy, what has he done to my daughter? If something happens to my daughter, can he bear the responsibility?"

Yang Yun felt resentful in his heart, especially when he saw his daughter so pitiful and helpless, he turned his head and glanced at the stage, feeling even more annoyed with Jiang Yi in his heart.

It's simply too embarrassing for the majestic Jiang University beauty to lose control to such an extent at this moment.

"Don't be afraid, mom is here to protect you all the time, you can tell mom if you have any sad things, don't cry like this, okay?"

In fact, until now, what she cares most about is not her daughter's feelings now, but the way others look at them.

So she lowered her voice and said, "Bingli, the people who came to the school celebration today are all local celebrities, and many of them are very dignified."

"If you still cry like this, people will definitely laugh at you, and you will laugh at your mother, so please stop crying first. Let's talk about it when we have something to go back."

Maybe it was Yang Yun's words that stimulated Du Bingli. Not only did Du Bingli not stop, but he couldn't help crying even louder.

At this time, doesn't the mother understand her inner thoughts and only care about her face?

"Flowers withered and bloomed yesterday, it was not a dream, not a dream, not a dream~"

"Let the past go with the wind, everything with the wind, everything with the wind, everything with the wind~"

After singing a song, Jiang Yi's hand plucked the strings of the guitar, and then his whole body was fixed there like a wooden stake, like a statue.

His eyelids drooped and his head was slightly lowered, leaving the audience with a perfect profile. The sad mood had infected the entire venue.

The whole set was quiet for a few seconds, and then there was a commotion.

Everyone applauded enthusiastically, making their little hands red.

The three roommates in the same dormitory also stood up first, congratulating Jiang Yi with excitement.

"My buddy sings well, this song belongs to you!"

Lu Zhuo, a big Mongolian man, was already in tears at this moment. He stood up first and applauded boldly.

Song Xiang and Cheng Tianhai followed closely behind, their faces full of excitement.

Lu Zhuo wiped the tears off his face with his hand, and suddenly laughed.

I have to say that although this song is too sad, the melody and tune, especially Jiang Yi's natural voice, fully interpret this song.

The sadness and relief contained in it made Jiang Yi's performance perfect, and there was nothing he could fault.

There was thunderous applause at the scene, which lasted for several minutes.

And Yang Yun took this opportunity to restore his usual strictness again.

"Bingli, stop quickly, look at who is crying like you, your face is crying, how decent are you, what did your mother teach you?"

"Look at Xiaoxue crying so sad just now, isn't she already well now? People are so knowledgeable, why can't you?"

Yang Yun has lost her husband since a very early age, and has relied entirely on herself for work and life. Over time, she has developed the competitive character of a strong woman.

As long as it is something that others have, your own must be better than others.

What other people don't have, you have to find a way to get it yourself.

Maybe in her mind, only this appearance can reflect her own value and prove that she can live well without a man.

But Yang Yun has neglected one thing for so many years, that is, everything is only her own opinion, but Du Bingli never thinks so.

Sure enough, after hearing Yang Yun's words, Du Bingli felt a burst of disappointment in his heart. He looked up at Yang Yun in a daze, and suddenly stretched out his arm and pushed her away.

"Mom, how can you say that about me? I am also a person and have feelings. Why don't you allow me to express my feelings?"

Yang Yun was stunned for a moment. In her memory, her daughter never dared to openly resist her, especially in such a public place.

That well-behaved daughter had disappeared today, and the tearful girl in front of her made her feel a little strange.

Du Bingli's voice was intermittent, and his thin shoulders kept shaking with sobs.

"Jiang Yi sang that song on it, don't you understand what it means?"

"He's telling me that he's ready to give up on me now, and he's not going to go on with me anymore, or he doesn't even want to be friends with me. Can you understand how I feel now?"

"He confessed to me 99 times. For more than three months, I approached him 99 times. I didn't talk to him, but I thought it was my fault, so I went to him to apologize, and I wanted to redeem it."

"But now, because of your obstruction, I passed by the person I like again. This time, it not only hurt me, but also caused him a deep hurt."

"But you don't understand, you don't understand at all. As your daughter, I really have nothing to say."

Yang Yun was stunned for a moment.

The amount of information my daughter said is too much, she is a little incapable of accepting it now, or she can't believe it at all.

It turns out that for so many years, the daughter who is superficially well-behaved and sensible has so many thoughts in her heart, and she has such deep feelings.

On the stage at this moment, Jiang Yi gently put down the guitar in his hand, with a faint smile on his lips, bowed his head and bowed to the audience standardly.

"Thank you for your love of my song, I am very happy."

"If I have the opportunity in the future, I will create more excellent works and share them with you. I hope that everyone will join us."

There was no trace of sadness on Jiang Yi's face at this moment, but a sense of relief after the pain, which shocked the people below.

In fact, after he sang that song just now, the grief in his heart has been swept away.

I can't tell whether he chose this song, or this song healed his wounded heart, anyway, he doesn't feel that kind of heartache now.

At the moment, many successful people in the audience also cast admiring glances at Jiang Yi.

"This young man is very nice. He sang the song just now very well. Although his feelings are low, it is commendable to see him walk out quickly."