I really don't know anything

Jun Xijiu finally learned to sing Little Star.

There was no class schedule for the whole day the next day, so I got up early to send Xing Che to kindergarten, and after lunch, I sent Professor Chen to an old friend's tea party.In the afternoon, I went to the Fish Feast for dinner, and then went to Mo's for dessert in the afternoon.

When night fell and was about to go home, Jun Xijiu sighed, and said to a corner: "Come out, or do you want to continue to follow me tomorrow?"

A man came out from around the corner.

He was wearing a black stage tuxedo with flashing diamonds, carrying a black box in his hand, and the most iconic thing was a certain white top hat on his head.

white hat.

A troubadour who 'raised his name' everywhere.

The white hat always maintains a cheerful demeanor like a comedian on weekdays. His language is witty and interesting. Many people like to watch his performances, but today he rarely and unexpectedly has a touch of melancholy, and the emotions in his eyes are very dark. complex.

Therefore, Jun Xijiu didn't beat people directly to drive them away.

The white hat lowered its head in thought for a moment and looked up, "Can you do me a favor?"

Jun Xijiu nodded and said, "Let's talk."

He will go to school to pick Xing Che home later.

The white hat has told many ghosts about the process and planning of the Junxi Nine Gang's wish to be fulfilled, and he is naturally very clear about it.State the request directly without extra words.

"My name is Bai Mao."

White Hat's real name is a homonym of his own nickname.

"My father is an upstart who made a fortune in real estate. After he succeeded, he disliked his earthy taste and wanted to train me to be an elegant upper-class person."

I don't know who Father Bai learned from. Bai Mao has received various all-round elite education and training since he was a child, and he hardly has any free time for himself since he was a child.

However, he also wants to be different and does not reject it.

Bai Mao is indeed very up-to-date. Whether it is academic performance, etiquette and talent, all aspects have reached the standard of excellence that Bai's father expected.

"I'm a bit arrogant to be praised by the people around me."

The people around him were full of praise and flattery. Although he was tired of hearing too much, he was still proud of those envious and jealous eyes.

As time goes by, that pride does not know when it turned into arrogance.

Bai Mao lowered his head, with a look of depression and guilt, and his voice was full of self-blame and chagrin: "I once ruined a girl's dream."

The girl came from a family of musicians, her father was a great violinist, her mother was a pianist, one of her grandparents was good at orchestral music, and the other was a master in guzheng. Unfortunately, she didn't seem to have inherited any of her parents' artistic talents.

He likes music, but he doesn't have any talent.Tried all kinds of musical instruments in turn, but couldn't find one that suited her.However, her family members are very cheerful and did not persecute her, just let her be happy.

Bai Mao is very talented in music.

It's still the kind of skill that others can only master after practicing hundreds of times, but he can casually try it once or twice and quickly get used to it.

"The girl's father was my violin teacher."

In the end, the girl chose to learn the violin from her father. Although she did not inherit her family's talent in music, she inherited her love for music.

It's just the accumulated progress of more than ten years of hard practice since he was a child. He caught up with her in just one month, and even quickly surpassed her by a lot.

The girl's father didn't feel any displeasure about this. On the contrary, he was very ecstatic and excited. He finally found his successor in music.

After learning that his daughter had no talent, although he taught her to play the piano, he only regarded it as a hobby and did not expect too much from her.

Music is not learned through effort.

There is no harm without comparison.

What's more, this comparison is a big blow to people.

"I was not interested in music at first." Bai Mao was interested in sports such as equestrianism and golf at the time, and the initial learning process of music was very boring.

Practice over and over again.

At that time, he only planned to learn two songs casually, as long as he could earn some face for his father outside.Anyway, there are no artists in their family's social circle, and those who think they are elegant can't tell the difference between real music and ostentatious music.

Bai Mao knew music at that time, but he just wanted to put an elegant label on himself.

He cares a lot about what others think of him.

When he was teaching for the first time, he was highly praised by the girl's father. When the girl showed envious eyes, he became a little interested in music.

As a week passed, Bai Mao changed his initial perfunctory thinking.

"I enjoy crushing."

This is a bad taste that he has liked since he was a child. He uses his excellence to crush his peers in all aspects of things, and then uses it to obtain the pleasure of satisfaction.

Show off or vanity.

He is addicted to this feeling.

Bai Mao is naturally talented, let alone serious.He surpassed the girl's progress in a short period of time, and after two months, he got rid of the girl, and after half a year, he reached a height that the girl would never reach in her life.

The sparkle in the girl's eyes at first disappeared.

"She hasn't touched the piano since then."

Every time I hear music, the light in my eyes will become dimmer, and my personality will change from lively and innocent to dull.When he was practicing piano at the girl's house and receiving guidance, the girl would deliberately avoid him, and he would come back after his practice was over.

At that time, Bai Mao suddenly realized.

It seems that I have done a very excessive thing.

It was only then that Bai Mao realized belatedly that what he enjoyed was not the pleasure of crushing and surpassing the girl, but to gain envy and admiration from the girl's eyes.

He likes her.

But Bai Mao is a genius after all. The girl is not very talented in the piano, but she has a nice voice. He actively guides the girl to become interested in singing.

Tried many ways to adjust the girl's self-professed tone deafness, when she sang a beautiful song for the first time, the girl's eyes gathered light again.

What she likes is music, not limited to the sound of the piano.

From then on, when he practiced the piano, she would chorus beside him.And they made an appointment that after the girl came on stage for the roar, he would accompany her.

At the beginning they got along very well and confirmed their relationship as lovers, but as the girl's singing became more and more outstanding, they soon surpassed him in terms of achievements.

But he was stuck at a bottleneck and stagnated.

There was a trace of pain in Bai Mao's eyes, and he said with a hint of self-mockery in his voice: "Probably it's retribution." He used to wantonly crush and destroy others' self-confidence, and then they all gathered together to repay him. on him.

Every time he heard the girl talk about his dreams to him, he became more and more irritable.The girl's dream is gradually being realized, but his progress has stalled.

However, the more anxious you are, the less you can get a breakthrough.

The girl's singing talent is surprisingly good. After she bloomed her brilliance, the support of her family's contacts soon went international.

"She has an invitation from the Paris Opera."

He likes girls and wants to be with her.

However, judging from the current progress, sooner or later, he will be abandoned behind him one day and can only watch her back gradually drifting away from a distance and can no longer chase after her.

Just like at the beginning, she could only admire his back.

Bai Mao licked his lower lip: "I did something wrong."

He was like a madman at the time, thinking that he made the other party shine, as long as he destroyed everything, he would return to the original point, and her eyes would chase him again.

After a moment of silence.

Bai Mao said dryly, "I ruined her voice."

Completely ruined her dream.

He thought that after she stopped shining, she would focus on him again, but what he didn't expect was that the light in her eyes completely disappeared.

He became a mean villain because of jealousy.

The air fell into silence again.

Jun Xijiu didn't urge him either, he was waiting for Bai Mao's decision.

"I know what you can do, can you use all of me to exchange for another chance for her to shine." He encouraged so many ghosts to go to Jun Xijiu to fulfill their wishes, which also meant to test his ability .

Then I watched him fulfill other people's wishes one by one, and I felt something in my heart. I decided not to evade my responsibilities, but to face his mistakes formally.

Although this apology is a little late, but fortunately there is still time.

Hou Ning routinely came to a bar to pass the time when he was off work.

She randomly found a seat and sat down. Because she came here often, the waiter at the venue brought her a special cocktail that she used to drink without asking.

It is said to be wine, but it is actually fruit juice with a little alcohol.

It's clear here, the environment is elegant and quiet without chaos.

After a busy day and working all day, I am very tired. Many people come to drink a glass of wine and listen to music at night to relieve their mental fatigue.

There is a resident singer here with a very nice voice, with emotion in her singing, and she sings very nicely. When she is free recently, she will come to listen to a song to relax her mood.

It's just that her luck seems to be a bit bad. The resident singer she likes didn't come today. A young man who came on stage, I don't know if it was because of the light refraction, his face was a little blurry, and he couldn't see his face clearly. looks.

He slung a violin over his shoulder after saluting to the audience.

Hou Ning stood up abruptly.

On the side of the piano body are two stick figure stick figures holding hands.Probably due to the passage of time, the color has oxidized and become lighter.

Familiar and unfamiliar piano sounds rang in my ears, and Hou Ning's long-sealed memories were also unsealed, and people who I thought I had forgotten a long time ago clearly appeared in my mind.

Does she love that person?

Love, he helped her discover her true dream.

Does she hate that man?

Hate, hate him for giving him hope and then destroying him.

It's just that before she had time to hate him, he died to protect herself again.

"Holding hands quietly is the simplest dream"

Hou Ning listened to the music, and unconsciously sang along with the melody at the end, and then was surprised by her own voice, she touched her throat.

No more hoarse pain.

After the music ended, tears blurred his vision, Hou Ning suddenly saw a familiar figure standing in front of him, it looked like "Bai Mao"

Bai Mao stretched out his hand, afraid that she would avoid it and wanted to retract it.

Hou Ning stopped her in the middle and held her hands tightly. She had countless things to say in her heart, and she also had countless resentments to vent.

In the end, he only said one sentence: "Okay, you will always hold my hand."

Bai Mao smiled and said the belated words: "I'm sorry."

"You bastard!"

"Yeah." He really is a big jerk.

"I hate you!"

"Well." This is the retribution he deserves.

Hou Ning tightly clenched those hands, not as warm as before, but rather bitingly cold, she probably already knew what was going on.

"Don't go."

The smile on Bai Mao's face became more gentle, and he said: "Then sing, I like to see your smile and the way your eyes shine."

Hou Ning wanted to cry, "If you don't accompany me, how can I sing."

"Then it is even more necessary to sing, and the singing can be conveyed no matter how far away it is."

"Miss Hou, are you okay?"

Hou Ning opened his eyes and looked around subconsciously looking for something. The figure he wanted to see in his heart was not there, as if he was dreaming just now.

Suddenly, his hand touched something.

She froze for a moment, then opened it with trembling hands. Inside the box was a damaged violin. On the body of the violin, two stick figures were holding hands.

I stretched out my hand and touched it, and there was a line of small characters under the villain.

After feeling the specific font with her fingertips, she looked at the stage: "Hey, can I sing a song on stage later?"

After Jun Xijiu went out, he met another excellent ghost.

"My wish, I just want to be a salted fish called 666."