【Quick time travel】Push out the old attack every day

After leaving the school infirmary, An Mu's two short legs bounced to catch up with Tren's footsteps.

Seeing the instructor walking faster and faster, An Mu let out an exaggerated ouch, and said tragically, "It hurts so much."

The veins on Tren's forehead protruded, and he glanced at An Mu, who was squatting on the ground with his arms around his hips.

"stand up."

"I can't get up, my butt hurts, it's cracked..." An Mu squeezed out a few crocodile tears, and stretched out his hand to let Tren hug him back to the training hall, "I want to hug~"

The teachers passing by looked here frequently, and the gossip on their faces was as dazzling as a [-]-watt light bulb in the dark.

"Get up!" The majestic cold voice was tinged with anger.

With a shake of his shoulders, An Mu successfully strolled around Tren's bottom line, stood up with interest, and still looked at Tren who was burning with disdain, and moved his mouth: "You can't find someone like you." Daughter-in-law."

Trent said with a cold face, "Don't worry about it."

After displaying his skills as a deadly little expert, An Mu happily followed Tren back to the training hall to receive the baptism of everyone's sights.

After several school leaders delivered their speeches, they hid in the office to turn on the air conditioner, leaving a group of young fairies to undergo military training and beatings.

An Mu sat in the most conspicuous place with peace of mind, feeling the envious gazes from the fairies again.

It didn't take long to sit, practice drills, stand in a military posture, no one listened to his bragging, An Mu changed from the previous sitting posture to a lying posture, and fell asleep immediately after covering him with a quilt.

Several instructors looked over and laughed when they saw An Mu's drowsy appearance.

The whistle signaled a 10-minute break. Taking advantage of the break, the instructors sat around together, and the topic ran to An Mu for some unknown reason.

At this time, An Mu was surrounded by several old friends, and he was talking excitedly, his face would turn red when he got excited, and there was no sign of weakness in his frightened little appearance.

Everyone looked at An Mu or the instructor, and someone secretly took a few photos while the instructor was not paying attention.

The instructor with two dimples on his face was a little unbelievable: "This kid is the one who played the erhu a few days ago?"

Everyone was silent for a while: "Yes."

"This character is really..." The words rolled on his lips, and he choked out a sentence for a long time, "It's quite unique."

Several other instructors: "..." You are trying to say that you can't do it.

During the chat, the time passed quickly, the assembly whistle blew, and the students who regained their mental state returned to training.

This time the instructors did not let everyone stand in a military posture, but divided them into several performance squares according to the students' musical instruments to prepare for the welcome party a month later.

At that time, the military department will send several representatives over, and people from all walks of life will also come to the school to watch the students' performances.

Seeing many students taking out their musical instruments, An Mu raised his eyelids, not very interested in these performances.

Just as he was about to fall asleep peacefully to the music, suddenly, a mournful mournful sound sounded like a bolt from the blue, almost sending him away directly.

Looking at the students who started playing and singing with standard instruments, their solemn expressions seemed to be holding a symphony in Vienna.

An Mu sat up with a face full of horror, goosebumps crawling all over his back, the students were devoted to practice, An Mu didn't dare to say anything, but the instructors were so engrossed and moved that their eyes were dazzled, it was so weird.

Don't you think it's ugly?

At this level, if you still want to perform for others, aren't you afraid of being hacked to death with a knife?

Seeing the brothers and sisters who came to condolences on behalf of the various teams were also yearning, with expressions that were moved to tears by the beautiful music, the corners of An Mu's mouth twitched, so depressed.

After lunch in the dining hall, An Mu returned to the dormitory with his battered body, lying on the bed like a corpse.

After listening to the DJ version of mourning and music all morning, An Muzhen wondered if he was still living in this beautiful and terrible world.

After the three roommates came in, their eyes were still red, and the first thing they said when they saw An Mu was: "The music in the morning was so good, you must have been moved."

An Mu: "...?"

What an ugly world.

Seeing An Mu crying on the table, the three of them comforted him one by one.

"It's rare to be fortunate enough to hear such moving music, and it's sometimes exciting."

"Such nice music, you can get used to it after listening to it a few times."

"...Why are you crying louder and louder?"

During the military training in the afternoon, An Mu arrived at the training hall with a pair of red eyes.

Ignoring other people's expressions of understanding after seeing his rabbit eyes, An Mu hugged his erhu and sat in a small corner depressedly.

When several instructors saw An Mu sitting far away, they were all puzzled, what happened to Xiao Zuojing?

Seeing how the back is so small, it's pitiful.

Trent's eyes touched Anmu, and he left quickly.

When it was time for military training, the instructors asked everyone to stand in a military posture for half an hour. After the time was up, they would start the morning practice directly after the rest.

The students stood in a military posture, and the brothers and sisters sat under the umbrellas, staring at this side in case any student suffered from heat stroke.

The doctors and nurses are even more prepared to stand on their posts, ready to treat at any time.

Most of the instructors' eyes were on the students who were doing all kinds of tricks, and a small part was on An Mu.

This little workman was suddenly so quiet, which made everyone not used to it.

Time passed bit by bit, just when everyone was bored, An Mu's body moved.

The instructors who were watching this side all the time soon saw that he had fixed the body of the piano and rested his right hand on the handle of the piano.

But it was too late to make a move.

What is this for?

The students were curious about what the instructors were looking at and looked sideways frequently.

With such a strong gaze from behind, the instructor was as clever as a monkey spirit, and ordered everyone to face An Mu's direction.

In this way, everyone can watch the performance of the master.

Normally, the instructors teach separately, but this is the first time that the students have been gathered in the same place.

Brothers and sisters, medical staff, and a small number of teachers looked at An Mu in unison with doubts in their hearts.

An Mu was thinking about the tune, besides Erquan Yingyue, is there any other sad erhu tune.

The biggest ups and downs in the world are nothing more than not getting love, not cherishing what you get, the story of two people who know each other and love each other until they hate each other and say goodbye.

The unforgettable love and hate, the ending of life and death, can most arouse all the sad emotions in people.

After searching around, a song suddenly flashed in my mind.

An Mu went through the song in his head. He was immersed in his own world, but he didn't realize that everyone's eyes were on him.

The nimble fingers bent slightly, and the temperament of the whole body suddenly changed. The beautiful song "Mythology" flowed out from the fingertips, and spread to the hearts of every listener through the penetrating erhu.

Weeping and complaining, but also lingering.

After 2000 years of waiting, they finally got their lover's death. I don't know whether they are stupid or persistent...