Kidnap a superstar for a romance

Xu Yisong held the girl's arm through her clothes, and when she recovered, she let go of her hand and asked in a gentle voice: "Can we just go sit over there?" She found that the girl was a little resistant to physical contact, so she let go of her hand and let her walk by herself.

The girl was in a bad condition and she didn't dare leave her alone, so she planned to ask her parents or other contacts to find someone to pick her up.

She could tell that the girl might be being bullied, but she didn't ask any questions.

After she recovered, the first thing she did was to look for her bag outside. She finally found her bag in the bucket of dirty clothes in the corner of the dressing room. She turned on her phone and found it was turned off.

In an instant, the girl's tears, which had originally stopped, could not help but burst out again.

Seeing the anxious look on the girl's face, Xu Yisong walked up and asked, "What's wrong? Did you lose something?"

Hearing this, the girl just shook her head, tears streaming down her face, her voice trembling a little as she spoke: "Excuse me, what time is it now?"

"Six twenty." She didn't know what happened to this young girl and didn't dare to ask.

Hearing this answer, the girl became completely depressed. She didn't cry, but it was obvious that she had lost her energy. Xu Yisong knew she was just pretending to be strong just by listening to the sound of her thanking him.

She pulled the girl to sit on the bench and said, "Can you tell me what happened? Or tell me a contact number and I will help you contact your family to pick you up."

Perhaps it was because Xu Yisong's voice was too gentle or perhaps it was because the concern from strangers always made people break down easily. The girl who had been crying silently suddenly burst into tears. Her cries were louder and louder, filled with all kinds of sad emotions.

Song Eun-yo seemed to want to cry out all the grievances and anger she had felt this year. Because of her parents' work, Song Eun-yo transferred from Cheongju to Seoul a year ago, but she was not happy at all this year.

Because she was a transfer student from another place and had an accent, plus she was a bit fat, her classmates didn't get along with her. At first, they just ignored her, and she didn't have many friends in Cheongju, so she was used to it. It wasn't until the school choir teacher selected her to join the choir that the nightmare began.

The painted desk, the wet textbooks and homework, the dead mouse that appeared inexplicably in the closet...

Today was originally the day for the school choir competition, and she was one of the lead singers because of her good voice and having studied music since elementary school. But when she was changing clothes, she suddenly found that the door of the dressing room was locked, and her cell phone was placed outside the door in the place where bags were placed.

Song Enyou shouted for a long time, so long that she didn't know how long it had been. No one came to open the door, not a single person, not even the teacher came to look for her.

As long as the chorus wins this time, she can get a scholarship and extra points in the college entrance examination.

But now I have nothing. I might even lose my place in the choir if I go back to school, and I might even be summoned for a talk.

As Song Enyou cried, Xu Yisong gradually understood the whole story.

Xu Yisong actually has always known that bullying in South Korea is serious, but he had only heard about it. Now that he hears the victims talk about their experiences in person, he realizes that the feeling is completely different from seeing the news on his mobile phone.

Bullying happens everywhere, but it happens very frequently in Korea. Not only students, but also teachers and parents can become perpetrators. This also happens in society and the workplace.

Therefore, the matter of Song Eun-yo cannot be solved simply by suing the parents or the teacher. Song Eun-yo's parents are not from Seoul. They have decent jobs, but they are definitely not rich or powerful.

These students did not do anything to harm Song Enyou's body. Even if they found the school, the school would just settle the matter as a joke among classmates for the sake of its reputation and the powerful parents behind those students.

Xu Yisong could only sigh after hearing this. When something like this happens, the victim can only be strong on his own or transfer to another school. This is ridiculous, but it is also reasonable in this society.

Song Enyou practiced for a long time for today's competition. Her grandmother and teacher said she was very talented in singing. Was she going to be bullied just because she was ugly? She finally mustered up the courage to go on stage.

"Do you mind singing for me?" Xu Yisong waited for Song Enyou to calm down and asked softly.

She could see how much effort the little girl had put in for today's performance, and she also knew how much courage it took for an introverted person to muster up the courage to go on stage and face the audience.

Although the performance of the school competition has ended, Xu Yisong hopes that the little girl will not be afraid of the stage because of what happened today. She just heard Song Enyou say that her dream is to become a singer. If a singer is afraid of the stage before going on stage, what will happen in the future?

"I...I might..." Song Enyou tightly grasped the edge of her shirt, lowered her head and wanted to say that she couldn't do it, but she regretted it before she said it. Maybe she will never have the chance to stand on the stage again in the future, even if there is only one audience this time.

She wanted her voice to be heard.

With this thought in mind, Song Enyou bit her lip and nodded: "Sing here?"

"of course not."

If you want to sing, then stand on the stage.

There was still an hour before the evening performance at the theater, and now all the stages were empty. Xu Yisong negotiated with the theater's director and borrowed a small stage.

Song Enyou was still a little dazed standing in the center of the stage. She originally thought she could just sing in the dressing room, but she didn't expect to be on the stage.

Although Xu Yisong was the only audience member sitting in the audience, Song Enyou still felt nervous and his hands began to tremble.

As the only audience, Xu Yisong did not urge her, and his eyes were filled with expectation and encouragement.

Facing such a pair of expectant eyes, Song Enyou suddenly felt not so nervous anymore. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to tell herself in her heart: Song Enyou, you have sung this song many times, and there is only one person in the audience, don't be nervous.

So on this empty stage, there was no accompaniment, only the purest a cappella singing.

“I used to rule the world

I once ruled the world

Seas would rise when I gave the word

The huge waves also surged because of my fate

......"

It's the song "Viva La Vida" by the British rock band Coldplay

Long live life.

Song Enyou's teacher and grandmother are both right. She is indeed suitable for singing, and she is different from Xu Yisong's sweet voice. Song Enyou's voice is very spiritual and penetrating. Her a cappella singing seems to have its own mixed accompaniment. Listening to her songs feels like the sound goes straight through the ears and into the brain.

The vocal range is also very wide, and there is no pressure on high and low notes. Xu Yisong couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this is simply a voice kissed by an angel.

But there were also problems. Song Enyou was too unconfident, so she felt restrained and couldn't let go when she started singing. But later on, she probably got the hang of it, and she sang more and more smoothly and better.

Song Enyou sang the last line, "Never an honest word. But that was when I ruled the world."

No more harsh words, this is the era of my rule.

She could clearly feel her heart beating violently and couldn't calm down for a long time.

She really, really loves singing. She wants to sing, to be on stage, and she doesn't want to give up.

Thinking of this, Song Enyou couldn't help but tear up again.

"You sang really well." Xu Yisong's voice rang out from the audience accompanied by applause, interrupting Song Enyou's thoughts.

The girl who used to shine because of her singing once again became that shy and introverted little girl.

"Enyou." Xu Yisong walked up to the girl and gave her a loose hug without any sense of restraint but with strength: "You are great and talented. Don't care about those unimportant passers-by in your life, just walk your own way. When you look back in the future, those people are nothing special."

What she actually meant was that if someone bullies you, you should fight back, but most people who bully others are just crazy. If you don't fight back with all your might, it will only give those people more reasons to bully you. There's no need to ruin your normal life for a crazy person.