[Golden String + Net King] Arc

In the following time, Qing Yu was still on the surface of the performance of the group in front of the rigorous judges, but in his heart he continued to be secretly unhappy because of Master Xiao En's "good match".

match!you!indivual!ghost!

die!old!head!

Master Xiao En silently rubbed his red nose.

It's not enough to step on his old bones, but it's just a joke to greet him in my heart for so long.

Little apprentice really!No!Can!like!

Knowing that the performance of the last group was about to start, Yumu stood on the stage, and Qing Yu really came back to his senses.

Since the teak group is the last group, and a total of 5 people in each group advanced to the second game, a total of 30 people, divided into 15 groups, so the teak group has no rounds—that is, there is no opponent and no comparison.

The partner with Teak is a clarinet player with a fairly good level. It is reasonable to say that both of them are wind instruments, one is classical and the other is modern. In addition, both of them are of good level. As long as they cooperate properly, promotion should not be a problem.

Today's teak is wearing straight white trousers. It is rare to fade the warm color and put on a pure black shirt, which makes the lines of the whole person a bit cold and hard.Although there was still a faint smile on his face, Qing Yu was indeed taken aback, and a deep sense of uneasiness arose in his heart.

How many years have you not seen him with such a half-smile?

As one of the few people who understand Teak's true character under his usual gentle smile, Qing Yu clearly remembers that the last time he saw him like this was when he was five years old when he gave up the piano at the request of his grandmother. Picked up the flute once.

He once looked at the high-quality flute with a green color and luster with a half-smile, but there was nothingness in his eyes.

Before starting to play, Teak cast a last glance at Qing Yu.

Qing Yu sat up straight, as if she had foreseen something, she was a little dazed.

Play begins.

In the early days, the girl who was partnered with Yuzuki started first, and then Yuki Kiyoshi’s flute sound joined in, making the people in the front row silently admire the skill of the young man who played the flute, but the strange feeling in Qing Yu’s heart was indeed constant. expand.

Yue Sen, who had already sat in his seat, also frowned, realizing something.

This kind of teak is too serious.

Teak almost entered a state of ecstasy.The rhythm of his flute is accelerating, as if he has his own domain, and almost everyone in the audience can see the black aura surrounding him.The sound of the flute intensified and kept rising, as if expressing the depression in the young man's heart.

Finally, the people in the first row of jury seats also noticed something strange and frowned.

Sure enough, ten seconds later, the sound of the clarinet disappeared after a brief confusion, leaving only the sound of the flute.The clarinet girl who was still standing on the stage looked at the audience, and then at the teak, feeling a little helpless, her panic was palpable.

The clarinet couldn't keep up with the aura and rhythm of the flute at all, and was excluded and could only be forced to stop.

Indeed, the teak flute can be said to be the most brilliant one among all the performances today, but - this is a combination competition rather than an individual competition.

Even his partner can't continue to join his own music, one can imagine how exclusive and self-exclusive teak's performance is.

The teak flute ended with a high and exciting coda, and the whispers in the field continued.The audience was in an uproar.

But what Qing Yu heard was a kind of annihilation, the uneasiness like falling from the sky.

Yuki Azuma, you have cut off your own retreat.

This is an opportunity that you and I fought for together, but you gave it up voluntarily.

What are you thinking.

Qing Yu's face turned pale, her lips were tightly pressed, and her gaze pierced the young man on the stage like fire.

Teak, however, acted as if he was not the one standing in the center of everyone's vision, bowed calmly and politely and prepared to step down.

"Wait." It turned out to be Teacher Xiao En who was beside Qing Yu, and his unproficient Japanese was enough for the audience to hear, "As a group performance, this is obviously unqualified. It's a pity that you won't have the chance to perform next time." Selection. But, is it teak? Your solo is very beautiful, but can you tell me why you chose this way of playing on such an occasion?" Master Xiao En naturally heard that this young man was desperate - despair.

Teak turned his head to the side, but his eyes fell on Master Xiao En's Qing Yu, he slightly raised the corner of his mouth, as if mocking himself, "Dreams have to pay a price, don't they?"

"Hello!" Isaac nudged Qingyu who was still dazed after announcing the end of the show, reminding her that her gaffe was too obvious.

Qing Yu was powerless to respond, then stood up suddenly, and ran towards Teak who had escaped from the crowd.

Regardless of the eyes of the people around her, she ran all the way towards the cold and lonely back of the purple-haired boy, and grabbed his wrist fiercely.

Teak stopped.

"Why?" Qing Yu's eyes were filled with impatience, and her delicate eyebrows were raised. "Brother, why?"

For the first time after the reunion, it wasn't joking or sarcasm, Qing Yu simply called Teak as he did when he was a child.

Teak looked at the girl who was almost a head shorter than him, and was in a daze for a moment under the influence of this title, as if he had returned to his youth.

When she was young, this cousin was not as lively as Xiaoya, she could be said to be quiet—or always distant and silent.So he started to tease her, and often made some harmless pranks on her, messing with her hair, and when she heard her helplessly smoothing her hair and calling him "brother", little teak always There is a strange sense of satisfaction.

When he gave up the piano and switched to the flute under his grandmother's order, he saw for the first time what the flute wanted to do, and he turned and left without hesitation, but under the watchful eyes of his grandmother, he could only bite the bullet and take it. rise.Out of the corner of his eye he saw her looking at him with calm eyes that didn't match her age.So, after his grandmother left, he put down his obedient mask for the first time, and vented his anger towards the little girl with a cold face.And she, the teak language at that time, became the first person to know his true face hidden under his usually elegant and gentle mask.

However, when she was six years old, she went to China with his aunt, Qing Yu's mother. Since then, she has not had any contact with him for 11 years.

Teak admits that he is jealous of Qing Yu.

Although Qing Yu doesn't have a complete family, she can play the violin she likes without any scruples. After Qing Yu's mother and daughter fell out with the Yumu family, she can choose to turn around and leave without hesitation, and change her name to "Qing Yu" ".

But he, Azuma Yuzuki, can only walk on the arranged path step by step under the halo of the Yuki family and under the control of the strict grandmother.

They are different after all.

As long as he still bears the surname "Teak" on his body, and as long as he is the third son of the Japanese ikebana family, it is impossible for him to spend his whole life guarding the flute or the piano.

Every stroke of his future has been clearly arranged long ago.

He has no right to choose.

Teak has lost the smile of the past, and his voice is cold, mixed with clear sadness, "Xiaoyu, I said that dreams need to pay a price. And my surname is Teak." For him, this dream is out of reach .

Instead of falling from the peak after giving yourself great hope, it is better to close your mind early and cut off your retreat.

For him, it doesn't make any difference whether it's sooner or later, doesn't it?

Listening to Teak's sad voice, the sharp-tongued Qingyu who used to be so eloquent couldn't say a word.

"Xiaoyu, you can change from teak language to Qing language, or Renzuyu language, but teak azuma can only be teak azuma."

What this surname brought to him was a burden that he could never discard in his life.

How sad.

**

Twilight has come together.

In the cool night wind in early summer, Qing Yu was alone facing the railing, sitting on a bench on the big roof of the Atobe villa with his hands folded, his eyes drifting at the night sky without stars, his thin back was under the dim light It seemed a bit lonely and confused.

Dreams come with a price.

She can be Yuri Qing, Qing Yu, Renzu Yu Yu, and even abandon everything and just be Yuri Qing, but Yuri Azuma Yuzuki can only be Azuma Yuri.

People from the outside world can only see the aura and shining identities inherent in the children of the aristocratic families, and when will they realize the burden they have to bear.

Fortunately, it is also unfortunate.

A white coat suddenly fell on Qing Yu's shoulders, interrupting her endless wandering.A warm and familiar atmosphere lingered around Qing Yu. She looked at the blue-haired boy sitting beside her, and her confused eyes seemed to find some sustenance.

Yuesen didn't explain how he went to her room first and found out that she was not there, and then came to the rooftop. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he saw her figure, and just sat beside her silently.

Yuesen stretched out his left hand, and gently held the girl's cold hand, silently conveying warmth.

Qing Yu's eyes were slightly hot.

She tightened her coat in a daze, held the boy back with her right hand, and then naturally leaned on the boy's shoulder, finally breaking the silence first, as if feeling emotional.

"Lian, we are actually very lucky, aren't we?"

The author has something to say:

Brother Yuki broke out.

Regarding the character of Yuki, whether it is when watching anime or reading fanfiction or writing by myself, I have too many complicated feelings.In the next chapter, I will use the mouth of Yuesen boy to talk about some of my views on this character.Children from aristocratic families always have to bear more than ordinary people, in fact, Yuesen is the same.Because his parents are both famous musicians, and his family is a family of musicians, he certainly likes the violin, but it is true that it brings him a lot of pressure, and it has an impact on his temperament that is not good at interpersonal communication and not good at expressing. is great.

The rest will be discussed later.

PS: The manuscript depositor is crying...