Follow the sound and follow the way

The bald and muscular man named Johannes turned from a vicious criminal into a submissive valet driver, and drove the two back home in a car rented by Mukang.The enthusiastic hostess came out to greet him and hugged John tenderly. She didn't seem to know that her husband and son were doing hard work outside.

John said something to his mother, the woman nodded, waved to Lin Yan and Mu Kang, and said in heavily accented English: "Come in!"

It seems that working hard to make a living is not easy to do. This abstract home made of wood is really bare and shabby than the dilapidated buildings in the villages in the city. There are no large appliances on the walls, ceilings, crystal lamps, and water pipes. The spirit came in from nowhere outside the house, and the bathroom was simply assigned to a tributary for showering, but it was still open air.

How the hell would he take a shower if it rained, Mu Kang thought while flushing cold water.

Lin Yan finished washing first, changed her clothes and chatted with the hostess in what looked like a living room or dining room.When Mu Kang passed by, the hostess had disappeared.

Lin Yan sat alone at the dining table, looking at the photos while eating mangoes.There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his posture was the same as before, with the elegance and calmness of a conductor in Mu Kang's memory; he was trying to poke a piece of mango with his right hand, but the technique was clumsy, and he didn't poke it up after several times. Lin Sansui seemed to be fixed in his body , did not grow up.

Time doesn't seem to have left many marks on Lin Yan.Mu Kang thought: He is still the same as before.

He walked over and sat next to Lin Yan, and at a glance, he saw that Lin Yan's white arms were covered with dense wounds, mottled and mottled, some of which were still oozing blood.

The joy of the rest of the life after the catastrophe gradually faded, and the unknown fire that had been vented in Mu Kang's heart resurfaced again.

He said ferociously, "Don't you deal with it?"

Lin Yan was taken aback, put down the photo, and asked, "What?"

Mu Kang pointed to Lin Yan's shocking arm.

Lin Yan glanced at his arm and said nonchalantly, "A little injury, nothing to worry about."

Mu Kang stared at him: "Small injury? I've never had such an injury in my whole life."

Lin Yan smiled and shook his head, handed him a fork, and pushed the plate towards him: "Eat mango."

Mu Kang didn't answer, and said in a cold voice, "Let's deal with it."

"It's really okay, it's just some scratches on the flesh." Lin Yan said calmly, "You can't wrap your hands up, right? The weather here is sweltering, and it's easy to fester when wrapped."

Mu Kang was so restless that he could only look at Lin Yan's wound again, and said after a long time, "I'm sorry."

Lin Yan was puzzled: "Why do you say sorry?"

Mu Kang said in a muffled voice, "...let you go through this."

"What does it have to do with you?" Lin Yan forced the fork to Mu Kang, "Eat mango, it's very sweet."

It was past one o'clock at noon, and after the two of them had finished eating the mangoes, the elusive hostess brought up two plates of rice and fruit mixture. There was neither meat nor vegetables, and they found that they didn't even add salt.

Lin Yan ate with relish, but Mu Kang couldn't swallow it.

"What the hell is this?" Mu Kang ate rice for the first time, and his mouthful was sweet and sour. "It's too unpalatable."

Lin Yan explained in a low voice: "Rice is already the most advanced food here."

Mu Kang endured the nausea and desperately swallowed the food in his mouth, and said vaguely: "It's too hard."

Lin Yan: "I've seen people eat leaves."

Mu Kang: "..."

Thinking he heard it wrong, he repeated in shock: "Leaves?"

Lin Yan nodded, and said casually, "The person who tied me up last time ate the leaves right in front of me."

Mu Kang's action of grilling the rice stopped, and his heart suddenly jumped.

He turned his head and stared at Lin Yan: "What?"

Lin Yan: "..."

"Last time?" He asked in a deep voice, "Abducted you? Who abducted you?"

"It's nothing." Lin Yan said immediately, reaching for the photo on the table, "Look, this is Anna and..."

Mu Kang snatched the photo quickly and said coldly, "Be clear."

Lin Yan fell silent, not even looking at Mu Kang, and just muttering about his meal.

Mu Kang snatched the spoon from Lin Yan's hand.

Lin Yan looked up at Mu Kang, looked away, and said flatly, "I said before that most people here don't have jobs."

Mu Kang looked at him and slowly frowned.

Lin Yan stared at the photo in Mu Kang's hand: "Many families rely on... robbery for a living."

Mu Kang: "Have you been arrested more than once?"

Lin Yan admitted: "Three or four times."

Mu Kang stood up suddenly and snapped the photo on the table. The hostess yelled outside, and Lin Yan hurriedly said loudly to her, "We're fine."

Mu Kang was so angry that he trembled all over, walked back and forth a few times, endured it and couldn't bear it anymore, he gritted his teeth and said, "Lin Yan, is there something wrong with you?"

Lin Yan said anxiously: "Don't be angry."

Mu Kang: "I just said how could you still laugh when I saw you today? It turns out that you have rich experience."

Lin Yan: "I..."

Mu Kang: "What are you, are you seriously ill with the Virgin Mary? Is there a peerless beauty here or an ancient treasure that is worth your constant risk?"

Lin Yan: "Every time I..."

"Don't fucking quibble." Mu Kang said angrily, "Don't you know the danger?"

Lin Yan didn't speak.

Mu Kang stared at him with fire in his eyes, and said word by word: "You know, you fucking know it's a matter of life."

Lin Yan looked at Mu Kang pleadingly: "I'm sorry, can you sit down first?"

That gaze was the same as seven years ago, clear and soft, as if he had never been unwillingly surrendered by the heart of life, and it poked directly at the tip of Mu Kang's heart.Mu Kang's anger suddenly dissipated like a balloon that had been pricked with a needle, and there was a burst of helplessness in his heart.

He sighed heavily and sat back.

Lin Yan asked cautiously, "Eat?"

Mu Kang returned the spoon to him with a sullen face, and the two of them resumed their struggle with the two plates of indescribable food.

Lin Yan handed the photo to Mu Kang: "This is Anna and Tracy."

In the photo are two dark-skinned girls about seven or eight years old, sitting at the door of their house, both holding flutes in their hands, smiling very happily.

Mu Kang didn't care who Anna and Tracy were. He didn't like this place, he didn't like the people here, and he couldn't agree with the way this family made a living, not to mention that Johannes beat Lin Yan and injured Lin Yan's hand .

That's the hand with the baton.

For Mu Kang, this kind of behavior is extremely heinous, and Ling Chi is not enough to apologize for his crime.

But the smiles of Anna and Tracy are really...so bright, so bright that Mu Kang couldn't help but stare at them silently for a long time.

He stayed in this place for three days and met a lot of people: boat owners, fishermen, fishermen's children, families who run bed and breakfasts, criminals, and the hostess of the house.Many people, young and old, had smiled at him, but none as out of place as Anna and Tracy.

The world remains unchanged and hopeless, and the two girls seem to be two beams of flames falling from the sky, igniting the vast darkness around them.

Mu Kang's heart and dog's lungs finally opened up, and he even understood the sentence "They are like angels" that the middle-aged man cried and said, and he also understood where the deep fear in the middle-aged man's eyes came from.

It's all because of Lin Yan.

If Lin Yan doesn't want to come here again, such a pure and bright smile will probably disappear soon.

"It took two years for the foundation to reach an agreement with the city government, and together with NGOs to send musical instruments to schools." Lin Yan said calmly, "Anna and Tracy are the chief and deputy chief flutes. Very talented."

"It took us more than two years to build this band, and we should be able to go out and perform this year."

"This is probably the only chance many of them have to get out."

"Mu Kang, I am the only conductor, I must come."

Mu Kang put the photo back on the table, and finished the meal with a few mouthfuls in a muffled voice.He put down the spoon, nodded and said, "Understood, when will we be there?"

Lin Yan looked at Mu Kang in surprise.

Mu Kang said calmly: "Go and inspect the results of your work."

Johannes' home is not far from the school.The two told Johannes to drive the car to Lin Yan's residence, and walked slowly to the school. When they were almost there, get out of class was over, and several thin figures were anxiously looking around at the school gate.

Seeing Lin Yan, the children all rushed over, calling "Mr. Lin" while running.Lin Yan was surrounded like a child king in an instant, and the tall, handsome and handsome Mu Kang was ruthlessly ignored.

Mu Kang followed Lin Yan, who was surrounded by children, and passed the main school building that had appeared on the screen saver of Lin Yan's mobile phone. Next to the main building was a wooden house that was more abstract than Johannes's house, and it seemed to be a temporary wooden house. Thirty or forty students, big and small, are practicing in full swing. The music stands and chairs look quite formal, and the vocal parts are also very complete.

As soon as Lin Yan came in, everyone fell silent for an instant.He stood upright in front of the orchestra and introduced Mu Kang to the young members: "Today we have a new teacher."

Mu Kang was too scumbag, and he was very unpopular with children. It was the first time he was stared at by so many children, and he felt a little embarrassed. He forced himself to show a gentle and harmless smile: "Hello."

The children said "Hello" to Mu Kang, and a long-haired little boy holding a trumpet asked, "Sir, what do you do?"

Mu Kang: "..."

He was at a loss for words for a while, thinking: the composer?It seems inappropriate to say it.Play the piano?It seems that the wind orchestra does not need a piano.

Lin Yan said seriously: "Mr. Mu is a composer."

After another burst of "wow" and "so cool", the boy with long hair and trumpet asked again: "Sir, are you here to write a song for us?"

Dozens of pairs of innocent eyes looked over expectantly, forcing Mu Dacai to the point of death, he had no choice but to say with a stiff face, "Yes."

The little members cheered enthusiastically, one hundred thousand why the long-haired trumpet boy said loudly: "Have you finished writing, sir? Can you line it up now?"

Mu Kang: "Not yet, I want to hear your performance first."

"Mr. Lin said we are cool." A little girl with a flute said, "We will be performing on stage soon."

The girl's face was clean and tidy, and her eyes showed a stubborn pride that refused to admit defeat. She actually looked a little like her aunt and housekeeper.

Mu Kang knew her.

Her name is Anna, and the one next to her is Tracy. The two of them have an elder brother named Johannes. Their father and elder brother run a criminal gang together. They make a living by robbing and killing people. Lin Yan and she have just died from their hands. Escape, the fate is really wonderful.

Mu Kang sighed for a while, and had some kind of weird feeling and sympathy for the little Spider-Man who "climbed on the plane and fought with his girlfriend's father".

Lin Yan: "How did you practice the previous song?"

A group of people said in unison: "Very good!"

Lin Yan nodded: "Okay, let's start, let's start with "Superman Suite"."

Not Beethoven, not Schubert, not Brahms, not Tchaikovsky, but the Hollywood film music "Superman Suite" written by John Williams.

Mu Kang took it for granted: good song.

The small orchestra immediately quieted down and prepared the score in an orderly manner. Everyone raised their heads in a well-trained manner and looked at Lin Yan seriously.

Lin Yan didn't have a baton in his hand, but simply raised his hand towards the trumpet and French horn.The long-haired boy raised the trumpet high and stared at the conductor with a very professional attitude.

The sound of the brass majesticly entered the silent space, and the rhythm and strength closely followed Lin Yan's clear gestures until all the voices joined in. colorful.

The tune has been adapted into a version that is more suitable for children to play. The technical requirements of each part are not high, but the effect is still very shocking.

Lin Yan didn't even have a score, so he came empty-handed, but he could still tell the number of bars accurately.Mu Kang saw it, and thought that Ayan really attached great importance to this wind band, and I must write a song for them.