white rose

Chapter 8

I am the narrator, let me tell the following story, ::>_<:: By the way, what is No.1 called, it is very tiring to use.

Zhi returned to China shortly after winning the award. His mentor Mu Kabi expressed his confusion and regret.Because this is the rising period of his career, there is no doubt that if he continues to stay in Europe, he will have greater achievements and better development.But he respected Bai Zhi's choice.

Bai Zhi didn't make much noise after returning to China, but after all, he is a man of influence and has such a legendary experience. His low-key return to China was still surrounded by many reporters. As soon as his special plane arrived, he was surrounded by a flood of people.

But he didn't say a word. Under the efforts of the bodyguards, people ran away under the nose. The reporters who waited for a long time were crazy, so they scribbled a report on returning home, and the words were full of praise. After all, it is a role model to win glory for the country and must be vigorously reported.

The next day the newspaper headlines came out - the master of music returned to China in a low-key manner, and the first thing that caught his eye was a huge photo of him playing the piano gracefully, as if he had passed away. experience and contributions.

The person by the bed held a newspaper, looked at the sleeping person beside him, and laughed.

"Cho...no, what's your real name?...can you hear me?"

"Teacher, will you be happy that I have achieved lifelong achievement?..."

"This is the stupidest thing I've ever done, I regret it so much, wake up if you can hear me,... Qiu..."

"Do you hate me? You can hate me if you want... Qiu... wake up quickly..."

The man lying on the bed paid no attention to the crying man in the wheelchair.

The man smiled helplessly, and quietly looked at the man's closed eyes.

A capable middle-aged man walked in from outside the door.

"Master, it's time to eat"

Only then did the young man regain his senses, and stared blankly at the middle-aged man.

"Okay, you push me out."

Those reporters didn't let Bai Zhi go. Some of them somehow found out about the house where Bai Zhi lived secretly. They sent many interview requests, but they never got a reply.

But what was unexpected was that Bai Zhi accepted the invitation of a medium-sized company and gave an inspirational speech to the employees.He didn't bring a speech, and the speed of his speech was so slow that sometimes he was a little cold, but everyone present was infected by his optimistic attitude and strong will. burst into tears.

His deeds are told very concisely, just like our chatting, the tone is casual but very friendly, without any foreshadowing, but it achieves unexpected results.

After his speech was over, the person in charge who invited him held his hand, unwilling to let go for a long time.

"Mr. Zhi, you are so strong and great, you are simply the "Helen Keller" of China".He said with tears in his eyes.

As a result, on the next day, a large picture of Bai Zhi giving a speech was posted on the cover of the newspaper, and the title was also very inspirational - China's "Helen Keller". Since then, Bai Zhi has another name.

After Bai Zhi returned to China, although he received many invitations, he never touched the piano again.Some people say that he is arrogant and doesn't bother to play for laymen. Some people say that he has made a lot of money abroad and doesn't need to work as hard as he used to. Some people say that he has a terminal illness and is returning to China for recuperation... In short, what are you talking about? Both.

Bai Zhi still only occasionally went to a company or a university to give speeches, and everyone who met him said that he was humble, low-key, and polite.

Today, the well-mannered gentleman still does his daily routine, peeling apples in his wheelchair.

"Qiu, they actually called me the second "Helen Keller", ha, it's ridiculous... how can a person like me compare to Helen Keller...haha"

"Today, a girl actually said that she wanted to marry me, haha... How can someone like me be worthy, ha... She is so beautiful, how can I be worthy..."

"It's been a long time since no one talked to me, Qiu, I'm so lonely...you wake up..."

……

The middle-aged butler walked in as usual.

"Master, no matter how many apples you peel, Mr. Ren won't wake up."

With some helplessness, he threw the peeled apples and their skins into the trash can next to them.

"Master, you peel so many apples every day, don't be too tired."

Bai Zhi acted as if he hadn't heard, and stared blankly at the front, and for a moment, he suddenly let out a sneer.

"Ren Shiqian, you've lived your entire life as a coward. Your only achievement is being an excellent student like me. But I never mentioned you. No matter where you are, no one will know you, and absolutely no one will know. this matter……"

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Even if you wake up, you are still a dead person, you are already dead, do you know..."

"Master!" The housekeeper had never seen such a situation, and had never heard the young master call Mr. Ren that way. He was really scared.Speaking of which, he couldn't get rid of Mr. Ren's car accident. It was the young master who ordered him. When he heard it at first, he was shocked. He always thought that the young master and Mr. Ren had a good relationship, but he didn't expect the young master to order He does this kind of thing.

But he is not stupid, he knows that this is the young master's revenge, and he is not very clear about what the revenge is, probably because he left without saying goodbye back then.He naturally knew that the young master would definitely regret it.

He tactfully told Mr. Ren about it and asked him to apologize to the young master.Mr. Ren panicked when he heard it, as if he was at a loss, but he didn't care.But what I didn't expect was that Mr. Ren really had a car accident soon.

So like now, Ren Shiqian fell into a vegetative state, and Bai Zhi hid him from Mr. Ren's family, and only gave his parents an urn. Those parents were crazy. Later, I heard that the mother passed away not long after. .

Of course he didn't dare to say these things to the young master, although he really wanted to say, young master, it wasn't your fault, but thinking about it was wrong, although it wasn't the young master who caused him, but the young master definitely had something to do with it.If it wasn't for the young master's dark thoughts, Mr. Ren wouldn't be distracted while driving, let alone get into a car accident.

However, now he can only swallow his saliva, trying to hold back the words on his lips.

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