March in Haicheng is the rainy season, and the drizzle has been falling for a whole week, but there is still no sign of stopping.

The whole city is shrouded in a cold and lonely atmosphere.

At the moment, the warmest place in the city is probably the TV Building.

A melodious and moving pipa song was being played from the studio on the fourth floor of the building. The girl playing on the stage was only fourteen or fifteen years old, but she had already played the song "Ambush from Flying Daggers" to perfection, and the listener felt as if she had already

Following the music, I came to the battlefield where the decisive battle between Chu and Han was held that day.

When the song ended, the audience heard thunderous applause.

The girl playing the pipa held the pipa and kept bowing, bowing again, but her eyes glanced to the right side of the stage from time to time. Teacher Yi, come on, the next step is up to you!

When the girl came backstage with a smile on her face, a woman in a light pink Hanfu hugged her eagerly: "Fei'er, that's great! Today's performance is 100%. Can the teacher treat you to barbecue tonight?"

?”

The girl called Fei'er raised her lips with a hint of pride, "Teacher Yi, Fei'er has tried his best. Whether or not he can win the championship depends on you!"

The woman in Hanfu was about to speak when the director's urging came from Tingtian's earphones: "Yi Xiao, get ready, the elevator is on standby, we will start in one minute!"

"Okay, Fei'er. Teacher is in a hurry, see you in the backstage lounge later!" The woman in Hanfu picked up the brown guqin lying on her side and walked towards the elevator.

She is Yi Xiao. When she was nine years old, her parents both passed away in a plane crash.

She spent the next two years in sadness and loneliness. Until her eleventh birthday, her adoptive mother Yi Ping took her from the orphanage back to her home at the Folk Music Academy. She finally came back to life and studied ancient music with her adoptive mother every day.

Time is simple and happy.

Yi Ping was a guqin teacher at the Folk Music Academy and the leading guqin master in the country at that time. Under her influence and education, Yi Xiao was already well-known in the domestic ancient music circle when she was less than twenty years old.

After graduating from college, she inherited her mother's business and became a guqin teacher at the Folk Music Academy.

Haicheng TV Station holds a "Folk Music Competition" every year. The champion will receive a reward fund of 100,000 yuan, and the runner-up will also receive a fund of 60,000 yuan.

Arranged by the college, she and her most proud student Fei'er participated in this competition together. The purpose was just to hope that the champion and runner-up would be insured, and the reward fund obtained would be used to establish a "Folk Music Fund" for poor students in the college to protect more

People who like folk music can have the opportunity to study and further their education.

The elevator is right in front of her. As long as she performs this ancient song perfectly today, she will definitely win the championship.

Thinking of this, Yi Xiao took a deep breath, raised her head and held her guqin in her arms as she stepped onto the elevator.

As the elevator rose slowly, a soft light shone on her body, and the director's breathing and countdown came from the earphones, "Yixiao, get ready, five, four, three..."

Suddenly, there was a harsh sound of metal friction that gave her a splitting headache. She heard a "bang" in a daze, and then lost consciousness.

Darkness, endless darkness, surrounded her, and no matter what, she couldn't find a trace of light!

After Yi Xiao fell from the elevator, she felt as if her body had fallen into an abyss, boundless and filled with only darkness.

She tried to move her body, but suddenly a sharp pain made her cough violently. It felt so hot and painful. It was as if she was in a sea of ​​fire, and her whole body was burning and stinging unbearably.

Instinctively, he raised his hand to grab it, and a warm current flowed straight into his heart along the palm of his hand.

Someone held her hand with kindness and warmth.
Chapter completed!