A Ling said: "No matter who you like in the end, who will be with. As long as this person is not me, I think she can accept it calmly."

So, you can not love it, please don’t hurt it on purpose.

He was speechless.

Scenes of the past, accompanied by the fluttering falls, were heavy and painful, stinging the corners of the mouth.

Sanmao said: Innocence does not mean that one has never seen the darkness of the world. It is precisely because one has seen it that one knows that innocence is good.

I think your innocence is ignorant of the world, but I don’t know that you have already tasted the suffering.

During the day, as artists debuted collectively, the practice room returned to the silence of the few.

Lu Manman just went back to get something and was about to rush to the place where instructor Hebin said to perform song rehearsal.

When Mu Ge arrived, she had just left.

"Xiao Ran, do you have something for me?" he walked to the front desk and asked.

"Yes, a maintenance worker just sent a cell phone and said it had been repaired and it could be turned on with full charge." Xiao Ran took out the cell phone from the drawer and handed it to him.

Mu Ge fiddled with it, but couldn't turn on the machine. "Okay, it's okay."

"Boss, are you having a conflict with Xiaoman?"

Xiao Ran asked loudly.

Well…

He looked up, "Why do you ask that?"

"I think she doesn't feel right, so..."

"She's here?"

"Yes, I just left not long ago!"

So he put down his cell phone and chased him out...

Lu Manman stood at the bus station and quietly waited for the bus on Route 265. When she got on the bus, she pulled her aside with a forceful hand and drove away.

She turned her head and Mu Ge was standing in front of her panting, grabbing her arms, so far and so close.

"Don't you think you owe me an explanation?" Mu Ge let go of her and asked.

"Why don't you tell me why the team didn't choose me, and your experience..." A lot of why are waiting for you to explain it to me clearly.

"Because, I want to be popular!" she said.

Very straightforward answer.

"Don't be angry with me! Why?" Mu Ge was upset. Although he had a different temper now, he knew that she was before her.

"I'm not kidding, I just want to be popular!" She turned around and didn't dare to look at him. "Everything I did is to be recognized and recognized, which is very important to me. Because I have been inferior since I was a child, I am not beautiful and capable, so I try my best to sing good songs and stand on the stage to win the public's love. In this way, no one looks down on me."

Look, even though I know you are angry with me, as long as I say it truthfully and coax you a few words, at most I will end up with a few accusations, and you will still guide me to sing as patiently as before.

But I went against my will. It seemed that I was more angry with you than I was angry with me.

"You at least tell me before you participate in the competition, otherwise how can I help you?" Mu Ge's tone gradually softened, and the anger in his heart had already been burned to ashes.

"There is no explicit provision on the contract that artists are not allowed to participate in the competition. As for whether to help or not, you already made it clear that night. I have no reason to stay by your side."

"Manman," Mu Ge turned her shoulders, "I know what I said that night was inappropriate, but I never wanted to push you away from you until the beginning, nor did I look down on you."

While speaking, Mu Ge held her into her arms regardless of the eyes of others. She didn't know how long she had been looking forward to this hug, but finally waited for it.

However, she pushed him away cruelly the next second, looking at him vigilantly, as if saying: Are you crazy? This is the street!

He didn't care about so much, and he hugged her shoulder again and said in her ear:

"I know, you want to prove yourself, and I know that choosing He Bin is not trying to get rid of the people and get me involved in right and wrong. Sorry, I didn't know you in time."

His words were so light and soft, and he drew into his heart and instantly turned the old grief into tears, paying tribute to the dark grey five years.

Mu Ge, you still don’t know that the girl who fights for you day and night is me, but you know my other identity.

Love your identity. This time, not only did you not rush me away, but instead took the initiative to lean over, when I was not getting better.

In the rehearsal hall, Mu Ge drove her to the car, and they were silent along the way.

Occasionally, my eyes bumped into each other and I smiled slightly.

On the white autumn clothes, there is also the warmth after the hug and the faint lavender fragrance.

"Come on!" Mu Ge spoke at the destination and encouraged her.

Last night, Ah Ling confessed to her, saying that she seemed to have messed up the matter. Because, the story about her growth story was told to Mu Ge intact.

Then what about his reaction?

No response, left.

After one night, it turned out that Ah Ling's betrayal was still useful and she suddenly felt refreshed?

I have to say that the program team is quite generous and has a complete range of musical instruments for rehearsals.

When I saw He Bin again, he was lowering his head next to the piano to guide another girl in the accompaniment.

"You can mark this sound and try to debug it!"

Boys who work hard always emit magnetic fields, making people unable to help but take a look.

He Bin straightened his waist and saw the girl standing at the door, and waved to her.

"Then you practice first, and call me if you don't have it."

Lu Manman carried the guitar and bent down politely to the person who walked past him forty-five degrees, "Teacher Hebin..."

"Lu Manman? Ha, a girl who can play guitar..." He Bin said with a smile.

"How about it, have you selected the songs for the rematch?"

"Yeah," she nodded, took out her mobile phone to play the alternative song lying on the song list, "It's this."

"I'll take a look..."

He took her cell phone, and the song title with three words written on the screen - Wandering Notes

The song is quite unpopular, and he can't imagine what effect she will have.

"Hmm... are you sure? Is there anything I need my help?"

"I want to adapt this song into my own style, and I need some guidance from the teacher in terms of arrangement."

"Yes, do you have a general idea? I'll fill it out for you..."

"Yes, that's it..."

She held the guitar and tried the sounds for him over and over again. He found a pen and paper to write down the parts she asked for adaptation one by one, and tested the effect.

Her voice was excellent, hazy and eye-catching. He didn't know how to describe it, but in short, there was a kind of heartbreaking power.

They just sang and had a good understanding.

"Teacher Hebin, can you come and help me?" A girl with short hair interrupted them and asked embarrassedly.

"Okay, I'll come right away." He Bin responded, putting down the notes full of notes and said, "I'll go and see theirs first, you can do it first. Arrangement cannot be achieved overnight. Wait for me and we will continue."

"Thank you, teacher..." she nodded.

When He Bin walked away, she sang in front of the blue sky outside the window, but still failed to achieve the effect she wanted.

This song is in line with her mood at that time. What she wants to express is sad but not sad.

Not all partings are full of sorrow.
Chapter completed!