Within a few days, news came out in their opera performance class that Shen Xiaodie had committed suicide for love.

If she had not had any accident or died, she would have become an outstanding young opera performer by now.

I once heard her singing Kunqu Opera at the door of Professor Li's piano room. Her voice was like an oriole, as clear as a spring flowing through a forest stream. It had a power that penetrated directly into people's hearts. Her singing voice was gentle and poignant, and she could arouse people's empathy with just a few lines. Qu Yue'e's tune, the lingering sound of her singing echoes around the beams, making it sweet and beautiful.

Her death may be a great loss to the opera industry.

"Help me..." Her voice sounded in my ears again after many years, and it was still as beautiful and gentle.

Such a gentle and quiet girl, I really can't imagine that she would behave like that crazy for love.

Two lines of blood and tears slowly slipped from the corners of her eyes. Her face had no expression, it was stiff, colorless, and lifeless.

But her clear eyes filled with tears contained infinite sadness.

Extreme pain and desolation intertwined, and the sorrow in his eyes seemed to overflow, unstoppable.

Did she have any grudges after her death?

Or do you have any unfulfilled wishes?

"Put your hand on the pulse point of her wrist, and you can see what she experienced during her lifetime." Xuan Ye reminded me in a deep voice.

I froze for a moment and nodded dully.

He took the cold and hard arm of the female ghost and pressed his thumb on her wrist pulse.

For a moment, God's eyes went blank, his vision became clear again, and what he saw was another sunny and open world filled with youthful atmosphere.

"This is Qinghe University in Licheng when you were nineteen years old. It is also the time in Shen Xiaodie's life that she most wants to repeat. All her pain and misfortune originated from this place, this day."

Xuan Ye held my hand and led me slowly into the second teaching building of the Conservatory of Music in my memory——

"Professor Li, just because my grandma and you are classmates, accept me! I swear, I can sing Kunqu Opera really well and my voice is good. Why don't you listen to me and play a piece for you first?" It turns out that the colorful flowers are blooming all over the place, and they are all given to the broken well..."

What surprised me was that the immature girl chattering behind Professor Li turned out to be He Shiran, who had just entered college.

Professor Li held the sheet of music and waved his hands in disgust to interrupt her howling. He criticized mercilessly: "Stop, stop, stop singing, it's like a saw. Even my donkey can bark better than you!" Don't tell me that your grandma and I were classmates. When we were in college, your grandma didn't even say ten words to me in total.

Back then, everyone was young and energetic, wishing to look at people with their nostrils. But now it's better, I see fish food in the water, big and small fish, no matter what kind of fish are crowding in here, I am here to teach and educate people A place is a place where the cultural heritage left by our ancestors is passed down, not a place for a young lady like you to have fun.

You, it’s better not to grind on me. I’m old and my ears can’t withstand the abuse. If you don’t have the talent, don’t force yourself to eat this bowl of rice. Besides, if you really want to learn, you can go to Teacher Zhao next door. She is You are from a boudoir background, you can sing better than me, and you are still young, so there will be no generation gap when you communicate."

"No, Professor Li, who doesn't know that you are a national-level Kunqu opera actor, and Teacher Zhao can be your disciple in front of you. I don't want to learn from Teacher Zhao, I just want to learn from you...

Professor Li, just accept me. You will start to choose your major in the second semester of your freshman year. You don’t have to teach anyone. I am particularly interested in Kun Opera. I like Kun Opera. I am still the number one vocal music major in our department’s college entrance examination.

There will definitely be no problem with my singing voice! Professor Li, it is the wisest choice for you to accept me!"

Professor Li said unmoved and indifferently: "Singing Kun Opera, the most taboo thing is to be eager for quick success. You are too utilitarian and I can't teach you. What's more, you have no talent. Just because you can sing well doesn't mean you can sing.

Having good opera and singing opera well does not mean that you can sing Kunqu opera well. Just look at it!"

He Shiran jumped up and down anxiously: "Then I don't have any talent, so who does? I'll tell you, no one in our department is more suitable to sing Kun Opera than me!"

Professor Li glared at her, took her arm and took her to the window of the last classroom at the end of the corridor. He pointed at the girl in the window who was practicing her posture in front of the mirror and said, "Have you seen her? Opera student

, I have been learning to sing and opera since I was three years old. I am good at singing, reading and acting. I only plan to learn Kunqu Opera this year.

I originally thought that this child used to sing in other operas, and that opera was very vigorous, so he couldn't sing Wu Nong's soft-spoken Kunqu opera. But I didn't expect that this child was diligent, studious, and talented, so I gave him a few words of guidance casually.

Within a month, the entire Peony Pavilion was sung.

Regardless of how good she is in rapping, just because of her hard work, I would choose her as my student this year."

Patting He Shiran's shoulder, Professor Li sighed: "Shiran, sometimes doing it is more sincere than saying it. The teacher doesn't have to look at your talent to make a conclusion. What the teacher wants to see is what you do for yourself.

I have worked hard and struggled for my own interests. Students who only talk but don’t do anything can’t be taught by teachers.”

After Professor Li finished speaking, he took the score and turned away in disappointment.

He Shiran was still outside the classroom window, staring unwillingly at the figure in the room holding a fan.

"It turns out that the colorful flowers are blooming all over the place, but they are all abandoned by the ruined wells and ruined buildings. On a good day, the beautiful scenery is in the sky. Whose house is there to enjoy? Flying in the morning and rolling in the evening, the clouds are green and green."

The same song, sung by He Shiran, sounded like ghosts crying and wolves howling, but when sung by Shen Xiaodie, it sounded like a gentle, pure and gentle ancient lady.

He Shiran punched the wall in anger, listened to the soft lyrics inside, and took out her mobile phone from her designer handbag with a blue face.

I took a photo of Shen Xiaodie and sent it.

Then he dialed a number and said through gritted teeth: "Li Wenzhu, check this girl's family background for me, which class and dormitory she is from!"

After getting the answer from the other party, he hung up the call angrily. He glared at Shen Xiaodie in the classroom, turned around and left angrily.

After watching this scene, the next scene is the opening scene of the spring sports meeting.

Shen Xiaodie was wearing a pink peony costume and a delicate rhinestone butterfly flower headband. She put on makeup and angrily held a glass of water and placed it in front of He Shiran, who was wearing a silver dress and applying makeup to the mirror.

.

"What kind of medicine did you give me! What do you want? Last time someone threw away my homework, and this time they put something in my water. We have no grievances. Why on earth did you do this?

?”

He Shiran held the eyebrow pencil and paused in the eyebrow drawing action. She crossed her chest with one hand, leaned back with an arrogant posture, and sat on a folding chair with her legs crossed. She had high-end and heavy stage makeup on her face, and her eyes were full of

He sneered disdainfully:

"You have to talk about evidence. When did I put medicine in your cup? The classmates next to you can testify that I have been putting on makeup here. I have a show to perform later. Who has the leisure to do it with you? Every family!”

"You're still quibbling!" Shen Xiaodie's eyes turned red with anger, she took out her mobile phone to call up the video, and held it up to show He Shiran: "The dressing rooms of our opera majors are all monitored!

It means you put medicine in it. I asked someone to look at it. According to the information on the medicine bag, it is proved that this medicine is a special medicine for asthma patients. However, if people without asthma drink it, their voices will become hoarse. , my breath is unstable when singing, and my chest is tight and short of breath! You did it on purpose!"

Seeing that the figure in Shen Xiaodie's mobile phone video who was secretly adding medicinal powder to the cup was herself, He Shiran suddenly panicked and reached out to grab the phone: "Give me the phone, give me the phone!"

Shen Xiaodie retracted her hand to avoid her snatching, and summoned up the courage to yell at her: "Let's go see the counselor!"

"Shen Xiaodie, do you want to die?" He Shiran suddenly stood up and threatened Shen Xiaodie with a ferocious face: "Yes! I was the one who administered the medicine! But so what, even if you find out, so what? If you dare to tell the counselor and make this matter bigger, I will make your whole family suffer a terrible death!"

Shen Xiaodie flinched a little when he heard this, but after a while, she plucked up the courage and said firmly: "This is not the first time you have targeted me like this. I can't always be bullied by you like this. My whole family is not in Licheng. You I don’t know where my family lives. No one in the whole school knows!

I won’t be bullied by you anymore, let’s go! Let’s go find the counselor, I want the counselor to give me a review!”

Shen Xiaodie reached out and grabbed He Shiran's arm, but He Shiran threw it away forcefully, "You want to die!" She picked up the water glass on the table and poured most of the glass of white water on Shen Xiaodie's face...

"What are you doing! Are you all crazy? Are you still arguing here after what time!"

The counselor, surrounded by a group of girls in traditional costumes with water sleeves, rushed into the dressing room of the vocal music major. Seeing the two of them splashing water and crying, he said angrily: "You are so grown up! You are an adult. !How can you still be so anxious about one thing? He Shiran, it’s your turn, hurry up and get there!”

He Shiran glared at Shen Xiaodie arrogantly, snorted pretentiously, picked up her makeup bag, stepped on her tens of thousands of brand-name high-heeled shoes, and walked out of the dressing room proudly, twisting her waist and swaying her hips.

"The counselor put the medicine in my cup first..."

Before Shen Xiaodie could finish speaking aggrievedly, the young counselor interrupted her impatiently: "That's enough! Isn't it chaotic enough? Shen Xiaodie, don't think that you are a close disciple of Professor Li. , causing trouble for me everywhere! If you keep looking for trouble like this, don’t get the scholarship this semester!”

"Counselor..." Shen Xiaodie's tears flowed even more fiercely, and she begged humbly: "Don't cancel my scholarship. My parents are not in good health. I still have to rely on this scholarship to go to school and buy something for my mother." Where’s the medicine?”

"I just think of this now, what did I do just now? Let me tell you, university is a small society, you are an adult, no one has the obligation to accommodate you! Think about it for yourself! After thinking about it, tell He Shiran Sorry."

Shen Xiaodie cried and said aggrievedly: "But, it was clearly He Shiran who bullied me first, why do you want me to apologize to He Shiran!"

The counselor rolled his eyes at her, "You can tell me what you want! Why are there so many reasons? Apologize or cancel the scholarship, you choose one!"

"I……"

Seeing Shen Xiaodie's helpless and sad look in front of me, I sighed empathetically: "He Shiran is the apple of the eye of the old director of the Hejia Group, my precious granddaughter, and the new performing arts hall in our college was funded and built by her grandfather.

There are also two multi-million-dollar grand pianos from the musical instrument profession, dozens of high-end collectible cellos, and dozens of harps made by famous craftsmen, all sent by her grandfather with a wave of his hand.

Her grandfather was an old friend of our dean, and he spent so much money on our college, so when he was in school, He Shiran always walked around in our school. No matter how she behaved, the college leaders did not dare to call her a No word.

Even Song Shanshan, the daughter of the Song family with a very powerful background, was bullied by her before."

"That's normal. After all, who wants to offend his sponsor? You can have trouble with anyone, but you can't have trouble with money." Xuan Ye put his arms around my shoulders and asked, "Have you ever been bullied by her? "

I shook my head: "We are not in the same class, so she can't bully me. Besides, I moved out of the dormitory very early and rented a house. I have to work-study. If I don't make money, I can't pay my tuition."
Chapter completed!