C19 Everything's Ready

You and me on this road.

Teacher Ah Luo had something to do and left at the last minute. To Lyi Yan, this was simply the worst of the worst!

"Stop! Turn around and don't make a sound, do it again!"

"Delay the voice, repeat!"

"Half a beat, start again."

"If the sound can't be heard, we'll keep practicing today! Can't you be more like it? "

" Stop, stop, stop! I'll give you one minute to think about it! I don't want to tell you what's wrong anymore! "

If a forcefully twisted melon isn't sweet, then where would happiness come from? Ever since Yan Xuan became their vocal teacher, her bitter special training had become special training for death. All kinds of bad tempers, impatient attitudes, and abnormal demands. Lyi Yan had never hated someone so much!

"You forced me to sing!"

"I already said that I can't sing well! I haven't gotten angry yet! What are you angry about? "

"I only have this material! Do as you see fit!"

"If you don't want to eat, then don't! It's not the first time anyway!"

"If it wasn't because of Yiyi, I wouldn't even bother with you!"

The two of them often quarreled fiercely. After quarreling, they both went silent for a while and continued to practice singing. Because she was a girl that he couldn't give up on, and Soong Yiyi was her best friend that she couldn't ignore.

The special training was tense and strict. In the blink of an eye, ten days passed. Lyi Yan and Soong Yiyi would sometimes train together and sometimes train separately. Although they lived together every day, they did not say much. They had truly witnessed Yan Xuan's unfriendliness. All of their time and energy had been squeezed clean. Not only were they tired like dogs every day, they were also unable to eat or sleep well. He was like a cripple, on the verge of collapsing.

On the ninth night, the two of them made a report together. From ceremonial posture to singing and dancing. They didn't usually think much of it, as if they weren't good enough anywhere. But when the recording of the whole performance came out, both of them were dumbfounded. Was it really the two of them in the camera? Their movements were elegant and beautiful, their singing and dancing were smooth and unrestrained. The perfect coordination, the seamless tacit understanding, the look in her eyes... A smile, her interaction from start to finish, she simply did not lose out to any big star!

"Lyi Yan, your voice still hasn't come out." Yan Xuan said, no applause, no laughter.

"I have tried my best." She straightened her back and avoided his gaze.

"I don't know if you have tried your best, but with your level, you will be a burden to Soong Yiyi."

"You are the one who started it! Don't say anything about dragging things down! If you make everyone feel guilty, you will be happy, right? "

"Right now, you can still feel guilty. When the competition ends the day after tomorrow, you'll regret it."

... ""

"Tomorrow Soong Yiyi will rest and Lyi Yan will train for an extra day to practice singing. "

No one was surprised by this kind of additional training. Lyi Yan, who had poor fundamentals, trained every day for nine days.

"Girl Yan, I..."

"This has nothing to do with you. Don't worry, since I've already eaten ninety-nine buns, I definitely won't be choked to death by the last one!"

... "Tell me, what do you want to eat?"

"Hm? Hahaha, I said eat steamed buns."

Soong Yiyi hugged Lyi Yan. These few days of tough training, Lyi Yan had obviously lost some weight. Although she looked more beautiful, she still felt sorry for her. She went against her own preferences and had always done things that she was most unwilling to do for her.

"Little Bun, don't feel guilty. It is only right and proper for me to help you. If it was you, you would definitely do the same."

"Yes, I know. That's why I want to hug you more."

"You can definitely succeed. Even if Sheng is not willing to sign you, other companies will also like you!"

"... " En."

Soong Yiyi did not say what she was worried about. What if Yan Xuan used the contract to threaten Lyi Yan again? This kind of forceful coercion again and again, as a friend, was there really no problem? Hence, while Lyi Yan was bathing, Soong Yiyi knocked on the door of Yan Xuan's room. She wanted to talk to him and ask if there were any other better methods.

In the end, no one answered the door.

Yan Xuan, who was lying on the bed, heard a knock on the door. However, he was too lazy to move. He took his medicine on time and carefully took care of his wound, but he did not have enough rest every day. He used too much of his right hand, and coupled with the fact that he was not a professional when it came to nursing, therefore, the wound seemed to have become inflamed. At the very least, he could see that the wound was red, swollen, and faintly purple. It was a shocking sight.

He casually threw the thermometer on the bedside table. The best time was 37. 4 degrees. The worst time was 39. 6 degrees Celsius. If Qi Mingyu knew about this, he would definitely scold him in front of his face. However, he felt that some persistence was worth it. It was necessary, even though the body was very important. He could not wait to make up for the eight years that he had wasted.

In a daze, he fell into a dream again and saw the warmth on the stage. Gradually, he became Lyi Yan's appearance. He held the microphone, his eyes filled with fear. He could not make a sound. When everyone cheered and cheered for their progress, he was deeply worried. Lyi Yan's basic qualities had improved, but her psychological problems were not solved at all. It was hard to say what would happen to her if she really stood on stage. Under that kind of pressure, how much more could she care about Soong Yiyi?

Human instinct was self-protection. What he wanted to do was not over yet.

On the tenth day, it was a one-versus-one training. Lyi Yan took a deep breath and walked into the music classroom. As expected, Yan Xuan was already sitting in front of the piano waiting for her. The atmosphere was a little strange. Actually, both of them knew what was going on. If there was a gap that they could not cross, it would be useless to practice for another 100 days.

"Let's begin."

"Oh."

They had prepared a total of three songs for the competition, Cherry Blossom, Confident Friends, one like summer and one like autumn. Although the three songs were all popular songs, many people were familiar with them. However, after some adjustments and modifications by Yan Xuan, the whole song remained the same. However, it had their own characteristics.

After singing for so many days, the three songs were deeply engraved in Lyi Yan's mind. Accuracy, tone, tone... Although she had not turned into a white swan, she was already very different from the original ugly duckling. The first time, Yan Xuan's piano did not stop. Lyi Yan finished singing three songs in one breath. It felt pretty good, even though she consciously avoided what that woman taught her.

"The foundation of vocal lines is good, the sense of music is strong, and the control is better than ordinary people. Resonance, sound, and tuning can be handled differently, these are your strengths. " Yan Xuan let go of the piano's hand and looked at her indifferently. " The weakness is that you did not perform the above."

"Are you talking nonsense?" Lyi Yan pursed her lips and glanced at him.

"I never talk nonsense." Yan Xuan spoke gently for the first time in ten days. He stood up from the piano and walked in front of Lyi Yan. "Didn't you always want to know why I forced you to sing?"

"Why? You...? "

Before Lyi Yan could finish her words, Yan Xuan reached out and pulled her hand, pressing it deep into his stomach. The movement of the organs under his palm violently jumping up and down gave Lyi Yan a big fright!

"Late stage stomach cancer."

"What? "

"I didn't tell anyone, the doctor said. You were the first to know."

"Why... Why did you tell me..."

"I once promised her that I would make a couple like her and her best friend famous."

"She?"

"[My love.] Like you, she and her best friend used to be a group with a promising future. But later on, her best friend abandoned her and made a group with another person. Because she was depressed for a long time, in the end, she chose to commit suicide with sleeping pills. "

"How could this be..."

"The doctor said that I can only live for half a year at most. Finding the two of you is my last chance. "

"I, I have good practice. I also want Yiyi to realize her dream, but I..."

"I don't have high expectations, as long as you can enter the finals."

"But..."

"[Please.]"

Her face was pale and her eyes were green. Her big hand that was holding her was terrifyingly hot. That spasming stomach was not fake either. Lyi Yan was so scared that she trembled a little. She cursed people 24 / 7. It actually became real. How could she bear it?

"But I, I can't completely relax. Once I relax, something even worse might happen." Lyi Yan was soft-hearted. When she heard Yan Xuan's slightly sad voice, she could not help but waver.

"Why don't you think of Soong Yiyi, think of my regret, and try to relax and take a look?"

... ""

"Try once. If you can't do it, you can stop immediately."

... "Then, then let's try once."

The black and white keys of the piano jumped up and down on the beautiful fingertips. Lyi Yan steadied her emotions and closed her eyes. She tried hard to imagine the days she was with Soong Yiyi. She unconsciously imagined Yan Xuan's story again. The poor girl who wanted to sing but also wanted to be friends. She struggled with all her might, but she lost all her future...

Everyone's wishes were concentrated on her, a strong sense of justice was stirring, for a moment, it surged out, and she actually managed to overcome the cowardice in her heart. She closed her eyes and sang a song, letting go of the shackles of her heart. Pandora's box did not open. It only shook a little. It was suppressed by the other positive energy. She seemed to have thought a lot. However, she also did not seem to be thinking about anything. When the music gradually stopped, she opened her eyes and heard Yan Xuan's applause.

The Flower Language of Cherry Blossoms: Other than you, there is no other love. Finally, under the disguise of love... It made her feel a bit more pleasing to the eye. Perhaps everyone has their own story and sorrow, she doesn't want to be the saviour, she only hoped to do her best at the tip of the storm. She could meet more smiles and hope.

"The additionary training ends here."

"Eh? It's only nine o'clock."

"Yeah, I arranged an spa for you guys today. Have a good rest."

"Spa?"

"I'm not going to accompany you today. I need to go to the hospital," Wang Yao said.

... ""

" I might not be able to see you guys for a period of time. I look forward to your performance. "

Lyi Yan did not know how she felt when she saw Yan Xuan off in the open space that day. Alvis drove his Land Rover. He had a fever of 39 degrees Celsius. He seemed to have let go of his last breath and leaned on the passenger seat. He pressed down on his abdomen. For an entire ten days, he didn't make a sound, and he didn't do anything less than others. He even agreed to her request and didn't eat with her. He stayed up late with her like a normal person and did not care about her.

When he thought about all the things that had happened in the past ten days, he was actually quite... touched? Lyi Yan could not deny the impact that the word "stomach cancer" had on her. There was still half a year left to live. That promise to her dead lover made her feel sympathy and pity for him.

"Girl Yan, let's go."

"Oh, it's coming ~"

Of course, there was also Soong Yiyi's dream.

She suddenly felt that her grief was actually nothing. People who were even more miserable and desperate than her were still working hard. She was determined to give it her all this time. For Soong Yiyi, for Yan Xuan, for those hopes. Then she would cure her father's illness and return to G City with her father. He would bring his father to travel and live the carefree life that he wanted.

The luxurious spa was like a gift from Yan Xuan to them. They covered their eyes with a mask. In front of her was the faint smile of Yan Xuan by the piano. That smile was not very bright, but it made people feel very comfortable looking at it. It was as if he actually did not want much, just like that. The simplest satisfaction came from her bones, and she could not help but want to believe it. This fellow wasn't as detestable as he seemed on the surface.