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Zhong Ying's prelude seems to have become a kind of curse.

Yi Yi, whose voice was weak from crying, regained her brilliance.

When Yu Meiling woke up, she could already call her mother sweetly.

"Mom, when can I go home?"

Lian Shengyi was lying on the bed, innocent and well-behaved, as if he didn't know why he came to the hospital again.

Yu Meiling couldn't help but burst into tears.

She reached out and stroked the child's forehead hair, and said softly: "The doctor said you can go home, so we will go home."

The doctor's diagnosis for Yiyi was not serious.

The mood swings are too big, the sadness is excessive, and I cry until I have difficulty breathing.When Yiyi calmed down, everything would be fine.

So, Lian Shengyi stayed for another night.

She happily chatted and laughed with her long-lost father, and was full of desire for the erhu, pipa, and piano at home, and she didn't want to stay any longer.

The next day, the doctor routinely checked Lian Shengyi's condition.

As a father, Lian Kai asked worriedly, "Do you need to stay for a few more days?"

He immediately received a loud rebuttal from Lian Shengyi.

"Dad, I want to go home quickly!"

Under Lian Shengyi's active request, they were quickly discharged from the hospital.

For so many years, her illness has come and gone, and she often stays in the hospital for several days, which has become a habit for everyone.

Yu Meiling looked at her daughter cautiously, lest she still be sad about what happened before.

But she found her lovely little angel, immersed in happiness, sitting in front of the piano, raising her hand to play a melodious and melodious melody.

That melody is full of hope, and it echoes with gentle light in the music room.

She was about to praise her daughter's amazing creation, when Yiyi stopped.

"Mom, don't eavesdrop."

Lian Shengyi looked like a little adult, with an unhappy expression on his face, "Don't you still have a performance? Why don't you start yet, you're going to be late soon."

Yiyi's cute and urging voice made Yu Meiling both happy and sad.

She did have many performances, however, Lian Shengyi had just come out of the hospital, so she couldn't be relieved.

"Mom stays with you more at home, okay?"

Yu Meiling has always been gentle with her, and suggested, "How about we go to the Sea World to see penguins tomorrow? Mom will remember."

"Not good!" Lian Shengyi seriously refused, "I know my mother is very busy, and my father is also very busy, so you don't need to worry too much about me going to the hospital."

After so many years, she has gotten used to it, and she persuaded her earnestly, "Work is more important. When you come back, I will give you a surprise."

"What surprise?" Yu Meiling looked at her sensible daughter curiously.

Lian Shengyi smiled and said, "I want to play the music I composed for you."

She used her favorite musical instrument to fight for the right to perform music on stage with Zhong Ying and Lian Junan.

With Lian Kai at home, Yu Meiling was no longer worried, and rushed to Germany at the last minute.

She is still a dedicated and demanding piano queen, and her husband has declined many invitations, An Anxin stays with Yiyi at home, and accepts the queen's inspection three times a day.

"Yiyi is fine, she plays the piano and the erhu every day, and I don't want me to listen."

Lian Kai had secretly listened to it, and even the erhu with a shrill voice, the music played by Yi Yi was extremely lively.

"Ms. Zhong? No, he didn't come."

He is full of affection for this young man who is good at countless musical instruments.

But when he heard his wife's complaint, he still replied reassuringly: "How could I lie to you? If you don't believe me, just adjust the surveillance. It is true that there are no outsiders in the house."

Lian Kai did not lie, and Zhong Ying did not step into Lian's house again.

Even the noisy Zhou Yifei, after completing the re-arrangement of "Long Song Xing", failed to send it to Yiyi in person, and got two pieces of news.

"I have good news and bad news for you, which one do you want to hear first?"

Li Jinqiu was in a great mood, playing with his nephew between his palms.

Zhou Yifei hesitated to speak, feeling that his uncle was so childish that he had to succumb to the weight of the news.

"...Listen to the good news first."

Li Jinqiu laughed and said, "Your adaptation may appear on the stage."

"Huh? Huh?" Zhou Yifei's face was radiant. Unexpectedly, the good news that my uncle said was really super good news!

"Oh my god! Uncle, have you finally discovered my musical talent? Which stage will I be on? When and which song do you want, please tell me!"

There was no room for "bad news" in his ears, and he hugged Li Jinqiu's arm in ecstasy, shaking wildly.

However, the ruthless uncle reached out to brush off his little nephew's paws, and frowned to remind: "There is still bad news."

Zhou Yifei asked eagerly: "Say it, tell it quickly!"

Don't delay his appearance on the stage and become popular overnight with thousands of fans!

Li Jinqiu smiled, and he knew what his nephew was thinking just by looking at his expression.

Then, Brother Qiu was not afraid to discourage the enthusiasm of the child, and wanted to see him go from heaven to hell.

"The bad news is that we don't want your electronic music, you have to re-edit it."

"Huh?" Zhou Yifei had a question mark on his face, "Why?"

Because Zhong Ying assigned Yiyi the homework of composing music to impress her parents, and at the same time was preparing the best performance for her.

Selecting and arranging music is a complex and large project. The work that once required the cooperation of the entire orchestra fell directly on Li Jinqiu's shoulders.

Therefore, Li Jinqiu took materials from the local area and grabbed the children with question marks to be his assistants.

He came to arrange the arrangement, and Zhou Yifei came to transcribe the score and arrange the music.

A performance that leaves no regrets is definitely not an easy job.

Coupled with the fact that Li Jinqiu's ghost painting talisman can do whatever he wants, the little boy Zhou Yifei has a splitting headache.

"Uncle, you are so old, why do you still write scores like this?"

"I see you are fine all day, so can't you practice calligraphy?"

"Hey, I really sympathize with the orchestra you are working with, how much wronged you have to suffer to endure the creation of an old Chinese doctor like you..."

The little nephew was chattering and criticizing, but Li Jinqiu smiled softly.

He found that this guy looked more and more like Zhou Juntong, as expected he was all surnamed Zhou.

"If you're not satisfied, you can leave." The uncle became strict and wanted to throw Zhou Yifei home.

Zhou Yifei had already guaranteed Yiyi's tickets in the video, he was absolutely serious and responsible, and prepared the best concert for her.

It would be too embarrassing if he broke his promise.

"I record, I record."

Brother Bang frowned and carefully identified the notes, recording them into the synthesizer one by one.

"For the sake of my family Yiyi, I endured the humiliation too much."

Eloquent!

Li Jinqiu got a little assistant, and the work of debugging and changing scores saved most of the process.

However, Zhong Ying and he made such active preparations, and he couldn't help but feel worried.

In the evening, Li Jinqiu called Zhong Ying to communicate the progress, and asked seriously: "Zhong Ying, are you sure that Yu Meiling's stubborn personality will agree to this matter?"

Zhong Ying on the other end of the phone just finished teaching Lian Junan.

"So I assigned homework to Yiyi."

"If she can do it well, her mother will definitely agree," he said.

This may be the happiest, most disturbing and most tense day of Yiyi's life.

Every time Lian Junan came home, he and Yiyi would try to play together, constantly correcting the flaws in the music.

Lian Shengyi chooses the erhu, while Lian Junan still plays the piano.

However, when Lian Junan goes to the orchestra every day, he always spends two or three hours receiving Zhong Ying's guidance.

He will also gradually play the music formed by Lian Shengyi to Zhong Ying.

Lian Shengyi's creations are full of the liveliness and optimism of a little girl.

The carefree and joy that he could not play will be improved under Zhong Ying's patient and meticulous demonstration and correction.

One week, two weeks, three weeks...

Lian Junan has already been able to perfectly play his sister's music, and he can play with her anytime.

But still apprehensive.

"Mom and Dad will be back soon, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow."

His words were full of worry.

But Zhong Ying said with a smile: "Your piano is already very good, as long as you play normally and don't be swayed by superfluous thoughts, you are the best pianist."

Zhong Ying treats Yiyi as a gentle and respectable teacher, and treats him as a gentle and patient friend.

"Don't console me."

In the past, Lian Junan would only take such praise for granted.

But he has been taking classes with Zhong Ying for more than half a month, and every time he can comprehend the music ideas and melody of a true genius, what it should look like.

"I'm going back, give Yiyi some encouragement."

Lian Junan couldn't do more for Yiyi, so he had to bring back more encouragement.

Therefore, Zhong Ying took the mobile phone and said with a smile: "Yiyi, your piece of music is perfect, your brother will accompany you to play this piece of your piece of music well."

"Don't be afraid, go forward boldly, Zhaolu will express everything you want to express for you—"

"Because, that's what it exists for."

On the day Yu Meiling and Lian Kai returned home, they received an unprecedented grand welcome.

Lian Shengyi wore a beautiful braid and solemnly wore her favorite long skirt, waiting for them at the door.

Those dark eyes gleamed.

She said: "Dad, Mom, welcome home, I want to give you a surprise!"

Her surprise is hidden in the music room. A grand piano and a sunflower pattern erhu carry her expectations for more than a month.

Lian Shengyi's heart was pounding, she was used to swimming in the music, and she had never been so nervous before.

Suddenly, a warm and broad palm touched her shoulder, and her brother accurately saw through her panic.

"Don't be afraid, you are a genius."

The words that Lian Junan had praised countless times before became clearer and more sincere.

He is an older brother, and he must help his younger sister hold up the sky.

"You can, Yiyi, just happily say whatever you want as usual."

Yiyi always loves her brother.

Reaching out to hold his broad palm, she nodded, and the pigtails tied with colorful hair ropes were shaking happily.

They led their parents all the way into the music room.

"Today, my brother and I will bring you a wonderful ensemble."

She smiled and picked up the erhu, still cute and lively, "Dad, Mom, you must listen carefully."

After finishing speaking, she and Lian Junan looked at each other and smiled, and a gentle and reserved melody started from the grand piano.

Yu Meiling has heard countless ensembles by Lian Shengyi and Lian Junan.

When Lian Shengyi was not as good as the piano, he would open his immature fingers and play Mozart happily.

Mozart with simple and pure melody is Lian Shengyi's favorite.

And Lian Jun'an was always making trouble, pressing the key next to him, and began to play Beethoven, which he was good at.

The voices of the two music giants of the era always sounded on the piano in their music room.

Lian Jun'an seriously wanted to disturb Xiao Yiyi's musical thinking, but was disturbed by the impromptu accompaniment by genius.

That period of time without sorrow was a joy that Yu Meiling would never forget in her life.

Just like she was sitting in the music room and hearing the melody at this moment, she was carefree.

She held Lian Kai's palm silently, and received a pat like relief.

Her children and her husband were all gathered together safely and healthily, and what sounded at this time was probably the sound that happiness should have.

Yiyi's erhu voice, along with the lingling sound of the piano, gradually occupied their hearing.

That unfamiliar piece of music seemed to shine through the rays of the morning sun scattered through the clouds.

Gentle, lingering, joyful.

Even though Yu Meiling was exhausted and anxious, she showed a faint smile following its gentle caress.

She is very familiar with Yiyi's erhu.

The head of the piano carved with sunflower patterns carries countless expectations.

She dared not accept such an expensive gift.

However, Bai Hui told her in a loud voice.

"This is not an ordinary erhu, but a gift left by my teacher, a long-lived old man who has gone through hardships and tortures and is still optimistic and happy. He has lived to the age of 88."

"I gave it to Yiyi, and Yiyi named it Morning Dew. You don't have to worry, let alone panic. Because Morning Dew is not a fleeting vapor, but a drop of water that welcomes the morning light and nourishes everything."

Her little Yiyi is like this water drop.

It dripped into her heart and nourished her soul.

Later, Bai Huisheng passed away, and she also wanted to return the morning dew.

But Fang Lan said: "Huisheng went for her, and Chaolu should guard Yiyi. This is the expectation left by Shigong and Huisheng for Yiyi—hope that she grows up healthily and lives happily."

An erhu that carries expectations, and the sound it plays is gentle and tender.

Soon, those gentleness like radiance and light clouds reminded me of rustling sounds in the trembling fingers of Erhu Dunbow.

It seemed as if the whistling wind was coming, and it seemed to be blocked by something from the cold wind, and he became calm and determined.

For some reason, in this ensemble of piano and erhu, Yu Meiling thought of Yuyuelongmen——

A small swimming fish swims against the rapids, its scales are scratched by sharp stones, and its body is covered with bruises. It still harbors the dream of crossing the dangerous mountain gate and becoming a dragon.

Thinking of Kunpeng Yuanfei again——

There is a fish in Dark North, whose name is Kun, which turns into a bird and flies away in anger. Its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky, and it is free and easy.

The clattering Hu strings and the clear sound of the piano seem to describe the bravery of fish leaping over the dragon's gate and Kunpeng flying far away.

She couldn't help holding Lian Kai's hand tightly. Her husband comforted her patiently, but it made her panic even more.

Because she is a pianist, she can understand the emotions conveyed by music.

Flying against the wind, without fear of the sound of the shower, the sound came from the shining silver strings, from An An's keys, intertwined and blended, revealing a kind of deep firmness, like brothers and sisters resisting the coming thunder together.

Yu Meiling had never heard such a firm Le Si.

She was so determined that her eyes stared blankly at Yiyi, and she could no longer deceive herself.

Every chord of Yiyi is telling the same emotion.

Every tremor is calling out the deep desire of the soul.

She has heard of such a desire, she has seen it, and she has denied it.

Even if she avoids and ignores it thousands of times, it can't prevent it from rushing to Yiyi's fingertips thousands of times, and it is completely conveyed by the instrument.

A piece of music, gentle, firm and without regret.

Yu Meiling shed tears as she listened.

"Xiao Ling." Lian Kai gently hugged her, his eyes glowed with the same water, "Don't be sad, you should be happy."

Yiyi clenched the bow tightly, ending the final epilogue.

She heard her mother sobbing softly, asking her father, "Why are you making me happy?" !

Can not help but raise a trace of hesitation.

However, Lian Junan raised his voice and said, "Yiyi, tell Mom and Dad the name of this piece of music."

Mom is crying and Dad is laughing.

Yiyi's eyes, shining brightly.

The little girl said seriously, "This piece of music is what I want to say to you, so it has a very long name—"

"A Bird Flies Southwest, Shining Like a Goshawk."

The low sobs in the music room turned into uncontrollable sadness. Yu Meiling understood and heard clearly, so she was even more sad.

Yiyi put down the morning dew and walked to Yu Meiling's side.

In just a few steps, she walked hard, her breathing was short, her heart was beating violently, as if she would die of frailty at any moment.

She thought that sister Dong would soon tell her that it was time to take medicine and rest, and not to be so excited.

But Yiyi, who had just fully expressed all her thoughts, still smiled and patted her mother on the shoulder comfortingly.

With tears streaming down her face, Yu Meiling raised her head from her husband's arms, and gently wiped away her tears with a pair of tender and gentle palms.

"Mom, I don't want to be a caged bird."

This was the first time in Lian Shengyi's life that he made such a deviant request.

"I want to be an eagle and fly to the sky."

She has a bright smile and a persistent look in her eyes.

"Even if there is an abyss under my feet, I will bravely spread my wings."