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chapter61

The person chasing after Zhuo Yi was annoying, and the graduation special was also annoying, but this time he was caught off guard.

The third-year students in the music department are already preparing for the special graduation music program, and everyone is working hard on their own program.

Zhao Hele has two programs in hand, one is solo and the other is chamber music ensemble.

Their quartet has been together since their freshman year. They have also participated in many large chamber music competitions and won many awards in the past two years.The most recent is the first prize of the Haydn International Chamber Music Competition, and it is also the first time that a Chinese chamber music quartet has won again after many years.Therefore, their "MoreandMore" group also got a lot of performance opportunities.

For students who study music performance, performance experience is particularly important. It is normal to be jealous, but it is inevitable to have dead-headedness.

"Zhao Hele, did you write this piece?" Zhou Wei looked at the piece he had just received. The reason why he said this was because there was a piece of melody that Zhao Hele often practiced.And he has seen and heard this song before, only from Zhao Hele.

Zhao Hele nodded, but his expression was not relaxed. He frowned and pointed at the dissatisfied part: "Jasmine, look at the cello part. I always feel that the melody in this section is still not good enough."

Zhou Moli played the cello, and after she took the score, she discussed it with Zhao Hele.

Zhou Wei couldn't help being dumbfounded: "Zhao Hele is going against the sky, and the music is all written."

"We are very lucky to meet Zhao Hele." Liu Luowen is a viola, and the person smiled and said: "Of course, we are not bad."

Zhou Wei raised his eyebrows in disbelief, with a smile on his brows, and then seemed to remember what it means to put away his smile: "Oh, yes, do you know one thing? Tan Zhikang in our class does not have his special graduation program."

"Why?" Zhao Hele raised his head and looked at the person upon hearing the sound.

Zhou Wei nodded Zhao Hele with his chin: "Because of you."

"Me?" Zhao Hele frowned suspiciously: "Is there anything for me?"

"Originally your solo program was performed by him with two other violins, but the department still gave you the program."

"Give it to me?" Zhao Hele was stunned. He didn't expect that Tan Zhikang would not have the chance to be on stage because of himself, because some teachers asked him to give him the □□ performance, and he thought it was because their class didn't have enough programs.

"It has nothing to do with you. Your violin is so prominent in the department, I wish it would be your special concert." Zhou Moli said softly.

Zhou Wei nodded his head in agreement, and at the same time took out his mobile phone to look at the message he had just received, only to see the message on the class group and stood up abruptly, with a look of shock on his face:

"Tan Zhikang is going to jump off the building?!"

Zhao Hele's heart skipped a beat, and he stood up immediately.

There was a sense of foreboding that seemed to soften the limbs, causing discomfort to sweep over.

Zhou Wei said in a deep voice, "The specific situation is still unclear."

At this time, the mobile phone in Zhao Hele's pocket rang. It was their counselor. He quickly picked up the phone.

"Zhao Hele, hurry up to the roof of the music building and try to persuade Tan Zhikang. He probably feels a little uncomfortable because of the show."

"Okay, I'll go right away!" Zhao Hele hung up the phone quickly, with a serious expression: "I'll go to the music building first, and you can help me get the piano."

After speaking, he quickly ran out the door.

The remaining three did not let go, and quickly followed.

Downstairs in the music building, the fire brigade and the police have cordoned off the scene, and the air cushion has been prepared, for fear that the boy above will be so hot that he really wants to commit suicide.

However, there were still many students watching.

Lin Wenxuan and Cheng Lin, who were gossiping, were busy going to the Internet cafe after lunch, but they saw something important happening downstairs in the music building, so they hurriedly looked up curiously in the outer circle. flew.

Lin Wenxuan tremblingly pointed at the familiar figure above: "Why is Zhao Hele up there?!"

Hearing Lin Wenxuan's shocked tone, the students beside him said like an insider: "I heard that the student who is going to jump off the building is in the same class as Zhao Hele, and it seems that because Zhao Hele doesn't have a special graduation program, he can't think about it for a while. "

"Then what is Zhao Hele doing up there!" Lin Wenxuan's eyes suddenly sank.

Cheng Lin immediately grabbed the man's hand, frowned and said in a low voice, "Calm down, don't think too much, the police and fire brigade should take measures. You should call Zhuo Yi first."

"No, why go up to Zhao Hele, that Tan or something doesn't have a show to do with Zhao Hele's shit, why do I have to get involved with Zhao Hele if my mental quality is not good enough!"

Seeing people, Cheng Lin obviously couldn't calm down anymore, so he had to call Zhuo Yi himself.

The battle was fierce on the roof at the moment.

The teacher in the psychological counseling room was useless, and neither was anyone, let alone Zhao Hele who came up later.

As soon as Tan Zhikang saw that Zhao Hele became more and more agitated, half of the soles of his feet were already out, and he was still waving his hands in response to his agitation. Looking at his precarious body, people were terrified.

"Zhao Hele, why did you come? Are you here to show off? You abruptly pulled my program down, are you happy? I have worked so hard for so many years, and I studied hard at school, just thinking that I will fail in the end. A perfect curtain, so you have to take it?"

"Why do you take away my chances to perform again and again because of your outstanding ability? You were the one who went to the orchestra performance in City Y last time, and I was banned because of your appearance. The performance with the Symphony Orchestra in City S this semester is also the same. Because you and I have no chance, now you want to take away even the graduation special?!"

Tan Zhikang's emotional agitation was accompanied by uncontrollable tears, and he accused Zhao Hele of "crimes" one after another.

Zhao Hele looked at people calmly, letting people vent without saying a word.

The counselor at the side tugged at his sleeve and said in a low voice: "You should follow his wishes first, and try to persuade him to come down first."

The police are also always ready.

Zhao Hele took a step forward, looked at the person standing above, and said lightly, "Are you okay?"

Tan Zhikang pointed at the person, his voice hysterical with resistance: "I don't need you to pity me, go away!!!"

"Why did you choose this way? If you jump off, who are you planning to show your hard work in the past few years?" Zhao Hele's amber pupils shone with a fine luster, as if some emotion was gradually increasing: "That's a pity. "

Tan Zhikang's chest heaved up and down because of his emotions: "What do you have to say, you became famous when you were young, of course you don't understand that we can't get a chance to perform even if we work hard in school!"

"Is it inevitable that I become famous at a young age?" Zhao Hele shook his head: "I started learning the violin when I was two and a half years old, and it has existed in my life for 18 years. I also use my greatest enthusiasm and energy to learn it, To express the emotions of the violin. The reputation is not something I can get easily, and I also spent a lot of time, which cannot be measured by all reputations.”

As he spoke, his eyes became a little questioning: "You want to give up your life just because of this little setback? Then why do you continue to study. You shouldn't learn the violin, you are not suitable."

These words immediately caused Tan Zhikang's eyes to show strong resistance, and his movements on the narrow stage made people more and more nervous.

The psychology teacher didn't step forward to stop her, she acquiesced in Zhao Hele's way, aggressive method.

Zhao Hele took a few more steps forward, and at the same time said: "I don't think the teacher will cancel the chance of a person to be on stage casually. Shouldn't your personal ability take up most of the content?"

"Impossible, I've been practicing very hard!"

"But what about the effect?"

"Damn, of course it works!" Tan Zhikang looked at those calm pupils, and the questioning eyes in them were like a hammer hammering constantly, which made him hesitate to answer.

Zhao Hele moved forward slowly, with a warm and seductive voice: "As far as I know, your bow jumping is very good, you are very good at Bach's pieces, and you are very good at handling the emotions of Bach's works. The details are delicate and rigorous. You have your Advantages, and your advantages will not be overwhelmed by a little thing. Opportunities are never limited to the current road, and you should not focus on short-term feet.”

After saying this, he saw that Tan Zhikang seemed a little hesitant, but he was nervous as he kept moving his feet, so he pulled him down without anyone noticing.

It was at this time that Tan Zhikang saw the person approaching him subconsciously and took a step back from the corner of his eye, and the moment his foot stepped on the air, his mind went blank for an instant.

The brief second was torture like hell, thinking that he had ended his life like this, and he hadn't had time to regret it.

I just felt that my hand was being held tightly by someone, as if exhausting all the strength of my life, it was so painful.

Tan Zhikang stared wide-eyed at the person who was pulling him up, his fair face was flushed from the force, and half of his body was already half-suspended due to gravity.

A drop of cold sweat fell on his face. At this moment, he regretted it. What was he doing?Are you joking and hypocritical?

Zhao Hele gritted his teeth hard. He never thought that a person could be so heavy. Even with the help of two policemen beside him, it was very difficult.

"Tan Zhikang, hurry up!" The roar made the veins in the neck stand out, and even the voice was trembling.

In just a few minutes of rescue time, Tan Zhikang was pulled up with the help of the police.

After Zhao Hele pulled the man up with the police, before he could adjust his breathing, his face suddenly turned pale, and a severe pain hit his right shoulder, and his eyes gradually became blurred due to the pain.

This time, the pain was more severe than any other time, and even the fingers of his right hand were numb and unable to move.

The exhalation and inhalation in the chest involved the nerves, and the rush made the brain a little hypoxic, and Venus appeared in front of his eyes.He stretched out his left hand tremblingly and wanted to touch his right hand, but found that he was unable to lift his hand because of the excessive force just now.

The panic that spread in his heart swept across, his right hand...

"The hand may be dislocated! The muscles in the right shoulder are a little tense. It may be a severe pain and strain. Send it to the hospital immediately!"

"Stretcher stretcher..."

The sound of 120 ambulances resounded throughout the campus, and an invisible tension gradually spread.

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A bit of Calvin, last minute...