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chapter17

"Zhao Hele, what's going on with you recently? Your state is very wrong!"

In the 1:2 violin solo lesson, he was criticized badly by the professor.

"I know that you became famous at a young age, and the other students in the class really can't compare with you, but you can't take it lightly, do you know? The song "Venice Carnival" you chose today, do you think you have expressed the theme?" The professor frowned Looking at the students in front of him: "It's very perfunctory. I don't suggest you choose a difficult piece of music in this state. You are still in the first grade. I will not ask you to exceed the standard."

"And Zhou Wei has made great progress. Although the songs he chose are simpler than yours and not as complete as yours, as a musician, you must first have feelings to express a complete song. This time Zhou Wei will do it. You are better than you, go back and reflect, don't start to be decadent as soon as you enter the university. Keep practicing for at least three hours a day, you know?"

Zhou Wei on the side looked very proud.

Zhao Hele saw it clearly, and sighed in his heart, hey, it really is.Why is it so annoying to have to go to class with this guy?

after class.

"Zhao Hele, are you aggrieved?"

The hand covering the piano case paused, and raised his head to look at Zhou Wei with a smile: "Why should I be aggrieved?"

Zhou Wei folded his arms and looked down at the person: "Is that so? It seems that you still have a big heart. I thought you would feel that you are better than me, but it would be sad if the teacher praised me as better than you. Then Well, I don't need to comfort you anymore." The corners of her lips raised slightly, she took the piano case on the side and walked out of the classroom.

Both Zhao and Le could feel that this guy was walking with wind, and they shook their heads speechlessly and lifted up the piano case.

As a result, there was a sharp pain in his right shoulder, like a knife cut, he frowned and gritted his teeth, put the piano case back on the chair, and immediately pressed the painful position on his right shoulder with his left hand.But this still does not relieve the persistent pain.

This damn frozen shoulder...

The tears are streaming out and haven't eased.

The wooden door was creaked by the wind, and the curtains were disobediently lifted and passed over the boy's head by the window.

Leaning on the back of the chair with his head up, he gritted his teeth and endured the pain like a knife. He tried to move his right hand and found that the pain was even worse. He had no choice but to press the painful right shoulder with his left hand.

This frozen shoulder happened after the performance in Vienna. After that performance, his parents temporarily said that he would not be allowed to touch the piano, because that night his shoulder was as painful as it is now, and at night Worse.In the following days, he took medicine and treatment, and he has improved a lot.However, in order to be able to take the art test, he still picked up the piano and practiced for a while. After that, his right shoulder had a vague tendency to recur, but it never hurt as badly as it did today.

Now there is no way to practice more difficult pieces.

Suddenly, he felt that this major seemed like a burden to him.

The pain in the right shoulder adds to the depression, it's boring...

The phone in his pocket rang, but it was in his right pocket.Now that it hurts when I move, how dare I take my mobile phone, just sit like this without moving, and I can only say sorry to the person who called me.It's not that I don't answer, it's that I can't answer it temporarily.

But the phone rang several times persistently.

He still had no choice but to hold on to his painful right shoulder to save himself. It would be great if someone could poke his head into the classroom at this time to see if there is anyone else...

Zhuo Yi, who walked into the music building, frowned and looked at the screen where the phone was connected but not answered. Usually, Zhao Hele would come down after class at this point, why didn't he come down today.

Because we made an appointment to eat out.

The male god who had already memorized Zhao Hele's schedule and classroom locations went upstairs to find someone.

Zhuo Yi dialed again and walked along the classroom, but when he passed by the door of a classroom, he heard the phone ring. The ringtone belonged to Zhao Hele, because he had heard it many times in the dormitory.But why didn't you answer the phone when it rang? Did you forget to take the phone?

Suddenly a heavy sound was heard inside, accompanied by the shrill sound of chairs being dragged.

With deep eyes, he immediately pushed open the classroom door, and Zhao Hele fell on the ground, pale face, clutching his right shoulder, and quickly stepped forward to help him up.

When Zhao Hele saw Zhuo Yi, it was as if he saw a savior, and he almost burst into tears: "Why are you here?"

"Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Zhao Hele was taken aback looking at the man, because the male god's tone was a bit fierce, and his face was also dark: "I can't answer the phone because of my shoulder pain..."

Zhuo Yi helped the man to the chair and sat down. Seeing that the man's expression was really not very good, he squatted in front of the man and raised his head and said, "Can you bear it?"

Zhao Hele shook his head: "No, it hurts too much."

"I'll rub it for you first, if it doesn't work, go to the hospital." Zhuo Yi stood up, walked behind the man and pressed the man's right shoulder.

"Ah..." Zhao Hele couldn't help crying out in pain: "You should work harder!"

"There's no hot compress or ice pack here, Renren." Zhuo Yi could feel the shoulder trembling from the pain.

Zhao Hele lowered his head and clenched his teeth, the tears in his eyes desperately refused to flow down: "Zhuo Yi, it hurts..."

When Zhuo Yi heard the trembling voice, a look of unbearable flashed in his eyes: "Take you to the hospital."

"People will find out." Zhao Hele sniffled and said sullenly, he didn't want people to know.

"Zhao Hele."

Zhao Hele was taken aback, because Zhuo Yi's voice seemed a little angry, he turned his head slowly, but gasped because of the pain in his right shoulder.

Zhuo Yi walked up to the person and looked down at the person, saying: "Stubbornness is a good quality, but if you delay the rest of your life because of temporary stubbornness, such a game can't be played."

He raised his head and looked at the person standing in front of him, who seemed to be a little blurred, his eyes were warm and blocked his clear vision, and he pursed his lips: "Zhuo Yi, I'm actually a very proud person."

"I see."

"When Zhou Wei was smug in front of me, I felt very uncomfortable. Why was my Paganini teacher said that I was inferior to Zhou Wei? Why do I like playing the violin so much... but my shoulders are not good? Why wouldn’t other people do it? I’ve only been resting for two years and haven’t played the piano, so I can’t regain my confidence.”

Zhuo Yi watched the tears fall down his cheeks in an instant, frowned, and squatted down: "Zhao Hele, listen to me."

"Tell me." Zhao Hele sniffed and turned his eyes away, the embarrassing tears were still in front of the male god.

"Your injured shoulder is a testament to your pride. It reminds you every time it hurts."

Zhao Hele was confused: "Remind me what to do?" Isn't pain just pain?

"Remind you to see a doctor."

"..." Zhao Hele looked at the male god speechlessly: "It's not funny."

Zhuo Yi wiped the tears from the corners of people's eyes with his fingertips, and looked at people: "Didn't I say that a star will not always shine, even though it is a star. It shines when there are no dark clouds, but it is dark when encountering dark clouds. normal."

Zhao Hele sniffed again: "I'm afraid I won't be on all the time."

"Choose whether to turn off the light temporarily or never, I don't need to tell you that you should know for yourself." Zhuo Yi patted the person on the head and said softly: "Take you to the hospital."

"Oh." Zhao Hele accepted his fate.

Hospital--

The doctor frowned looking at the X-ray examination report and the shoulder joint MRI examination report in his hand, then looked back at the teenager in front of him:

"The shoulder soft tissue is congested and edematous. You can see that your subacromial fat line has disappeared. Normal people can see the shadow on the X-ray. Are you still a student? It is difficult for ordinary Internet addicted teenagers to play like this. "

Zhao Hele said, "I'm still a student, playing the violin."

"How long have you been practicing the violin?"

"Seven hours before college."

"Frozen shoulder is getting younger and younger now. This is also a long-term overworked injury. You are taking medicine and medical treatment. You are in the early stage, and you can still get better. After all, you are still young. But remember, it can't be too long. Play the violin, otherwise it will easily cause discomfort."

not for long...

Zhao Hele asked, "Then how long should I practice?"

"Stop practicing for a month."

"..." He had to fail his exam.

Zhuo Yi looked at the complicated expression on the man's face, looked at the doctor and said, "Get him a medical certificate, because he is about to take the final exam. If he can't practice the piano for a long time, he will fail."

"There is no problem with this." The doctor said while writing, "If you are a roommate, it is best to help you massage your shoulders for 15 minutes. You can also do some stretching, bending, and circling exercises yourself. You still have persistent pain now, and only when the situation is obviously relieved can you make a large amount of movement in the right shoulder, you must remember."

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