Chapter 113: He has bipolar disorder 1

Qingyun silently picked up the piano, cherished the scratches on the body of the piano, and then held the piano and got up.
"Hey, what is your expression? I have told you that you can't hear it, right?" Lin, who had hit him before, wanted to sneer at him in front of him, but found that it was silent in the past. A gloomy boy, but in the middle of it is a strange sharp.
"Get out of the way!" Qing Yun raised his rap of resentment and walked straight to the corner where no one was.
Lin stood in the ground and scratched his head. I don't understand how courageous today is.
The rest of the people saw Lin being murdered and immediately sneered: "Lin, you can't do it. Today, the prodigy is playing in front of you. You are scared when you haven't reached the game yet."
"Hey, I am not afraid of him. His current level is not bad if he is half of his childhood." Lin grinned and walked into the crowd, and discussed with them the tracks they wanted to play.
Here, he is happy, and the corner where Qing Yun is located is only sitting alone.
Qing Yun was quiet, he adjusted the strings while he was combing the information he received in his mind. His name in this world is called Chen Yu, and Chen Yu is a famous music prodigy before he was twelve years old.
He lives in an orphanage without a father or mother. He only learns the violin with the amateur violinist, the amateur violinist, and he masters the technique skillfully. He seems to be born with music. The door to this beautiful art world is easy. He opened.
When Chen Yu was ten years old, under the leadership of the dean and the orphans of the other orphanages, they performed in the square and they got the attention of everyone.
People have become interested in this life, which is very poor, even the orphans that parents don't have, because his tone is so unique. He is so happy when he plays with his violin with his eyes closed. This kind of happiness passes his music. Infected with many people.
Despite his many shortcomings, his innocent and childish and sensitive feelings make up for his lack of skill. The video played to Chen Yu was quickly spread to the Internet, and it was loved by many netizens and attracted the attention of many musicians.
There are many well-known violinists in the music industry who praise him and conclude that this child has a supreme musical talent. If he is trained, he will become a great musician.
But this is the beginning of a painful life to Chen Yu. A couple of musicians who lost their children adopted him. He also changed from a small feather in an orphanage to a morning feather.
The couple put all their expectations on Chen Yu and wanted to develop him into the greatest violinist in the music industry. To Chen Yu began to receive a variety of superb skills training, he is accompanied by the violin every day, his fingers are constantly worn by the strings. The violin is not only a happy toy, but also a tool to raise the father and mother.
Because the attitude toward the father of Chen Yu’s adoptive mother has always changed with his playing skills and performance. If he succeeds in playing a difficult piece of music, he will get their praises to Chen Yu. They will lift the little to the morning feathers, happily hold him in a circle, kiss his cheeks passionately, and tell how much they love him.
This is the happiest time for Chen Yu.
But if you pull a tone to Chen Yu, he has to face the father-in-law who suddenly changes his face. He has to bear the most ruthless reprimand, even corporal punishment.
But these don't care about Chen Yu, because he is an orphan, he has the most extreme desire for parents and family since childhood. He thinks that they love him, otherwise how can he cultivate him so heartily?
Later, to Chen Yu’s adoptive father, she recovered her own son and went to the morning and the present. Since then, Yu Yu knows what is called true family.
To the morning and tomorrow will not be forced to learn the piano, their parents will gently tell him: baby, as long as you are happy.
When they tried to learn the violin in the morning and now, but the strings were cut by the strings, their parents would worry about throwing the violin aside and watching the tiny wounds on his fingers, as if they were cracked.
When facing the same situation with Chen Yu, he can only get one sentence: Don't delay practicing.
The fear of being abandoned once again poured into the atrium of Chen Yu, because he found that even if he performed well, there was no simple saying "Mother and Dad" to make his adoptive father and mother happy.
The talent for Chen Yu, slowly being mechanically practiced for many years, and the attitude of adopting a father and mother to keep up with the cold and heat, is nothing left. It’s even harder for Chen Yu’s life at home. He even longed for his adoptive father to send him back to the orphanage. How good?
In the orphanage, he has a dear friend, a kind and kind dean, and here he only has a violin.
But how can a famous husband and wife in the music industry send him back to the orphanage because he has no talent? If they do, the media will never let them go.
So Chen Yu can only live a terrible life in a terrible and indifferent home. He became silent and gloomy by a lively and cheerful, and he even began to like to confuse the morning and the present, only because he found... his songs. I will always be playing in front of the father to the mother.
After combing the information in his mind, Qing Yun touched his left ear with no expression.
The world only thinks that Chen Yu is just an example of hurting Zhong Yong, but he does not know that his achievements in the music field are declining for a reason, because this child has long been deaf, this is why he did not hear today. Lin's voice, and the reason for colliding with him.
Just because one of the morning feathers pulled a wrong sound, it was slap in the face of the father's fan, and then a high fever night, causing his left ear irreversible deafness.
It was a Christmas Eve, when the 12-year-old Xiang Yuyu was so painful in the bed because of high fever, his adoptive father and mother, with their biological sons, had a happy dinner to the morning and the second until the second In the morning, the morning fever, the high fever and coma was sent to the hospital.
The normal violin is held by the left hand with the right hand holding the bow, leaning against the left side of the left side, so the deafness of the left ear is definitely a big blow to Chen Yu. And to the father to the mother to fear that things will affect their reputation, so resolutely opposed to Chen Yu anti-hands, and did not want to give him a counter-hand piano.
Qingyun looked at his left hand and couldn’t help but reveal a stern look. This is the hand of a pair of violinists, but it is not delicate. Although the attention to the technique has not left a scorpion on the fingertips of the string for a long time, there are still small scars. Even the index and middle fingers of his left and right hands are not the same length, which is the result of childhood efforts to stretch the fingers and press the strings.
He has been trained to look like this, even if he starts to practice the backhand piano too late, right?
Fortunately, although the damage to the left ear is irreversible, Qingyun can maximize the hearing of the right ear.
Today is the final of the preliminary competition of the International Music Conference. Qingyun must win. He wants to let the name of Chen Yu resound through the music industry.
The game has already started, the players with the number in front have already started to perform, and the rest of the players have begun to get nervous, not to debug the instrument, or to think about their own performances.
Just then, a player who was also wearing a custom black dress at the music conference walked toward Qingyun. The man smiled and smiled, and he continued to greet the people around him.
He slowly walked over to Qingyun, looking down at the silent boy, his face with a constant expression, but with a hint of incomprehensible arrogance in his words: "Mother let you go home today."

Qing Yun looked at the protagonist of this world to the morning and now, did not speak, just nodded silently.
Looking at Chen Yu’s gloomy expression, he suddenly hooked his mouth to the morning and now, and he looked politely reminded:
Yes, this semester’s tutor seems to still fail your grade. When you go back, be careful, father. Also at home."
He said that he was going to touch the head of Chen Yu to the morning and today, but he turned his head and escaped, and he smashed his palm.
To the morning and the present, he retracted his red-handed palm, and the rest of the players who watched the two of them interacted with each other. There is also a young man who came from the next door and ran straight to the side. The worry will be brought into the arms of the morning and the present: "Morning day, is it okay?"
"Nothing." To the morning and now, he smashed his hand and said to the players around him. "Morning feather is this character."
"Is this a question of personality? You specially ran to care for him, but he is like this to you?" The youth was not happy, then turned to look at the silence to the morning feathers. "I hope you don't forget, you are now All the achievements, including your food, clothing, and shelter, all rely on you. You will be polite in the future."
When he said that the youth would pull away from the morning and the present.
Qing Yun looked up at the background of the youth, and then turned away his eyes from the lack of interest. Just the man was the young master of the Wei family, Wei Shiang, the home is rich and the enemy, the music circle is just a ticket, but in the music school, the relationship with the morning is very good.
It is funny to say that because Chen Yu, who lived in the dark almost at the beginning of school, liked the cheerful and unsuccessful seniors of Wei Shiang. At first, there was nothing to do with Wei Shiang in the morning and now. After accidentally knowing that Chen Yu liked him, the two men were inexplicably getting closer and closer.
In Qingyun’s view, this Wei Shiang is nothing good at all. But his words are correct, to Chen Yu’s current end, completely thanks to the family.
To Chen Yu is only a tool for the father to the mother, and to the morning is the son they really love. Perhaps their attitude towards Chen Yu at the beginning can be said to be a child, and to the back? Xiang Yu has become a tool for the couple to vent their anger.
The players in the distance began to smash the morning feathers and the morning feathers. This area is basically a student of the Conservatory of Music, and Chen Yu’s reputation in the school has always been bad.
The aura of the child prodigy was hung on his head, but he was flat in the school. Even the instructor who looked forward to him was finally able to criticize him. Even in the most ironic tone, even the music simulated by electronic instruments was better than him. The performance has feelings.
And his classmates, I do not know how many people's childhood was spent in the shadow of Chen Yu, now see the "child prodigy" who has been stepping on his head fell to such a point, how can not be ridiculed.
There is still a morning to the present, and life to Chen Yu will only be worse.
"The trough, the hand is so red, this person should not want to break your hand, so that you can not play?" Lin looked up at the back of the morning and today, snorted and sneered.
The rest of the people immediately followed suit.
Qingyun ignored them, but kept the silence of the original body, left the lounge with his own piano, and went to the backstage.
"Right, who knows what songs he is going to play in this game?" Lin looked at the back of Chen Yu and couldn't help but ask his classmates.
"Who knows, he is so gloomy, who dares to talk to him." Someone snorted.
"I know!" There was a girl who raised her hand with a smile. "I just watched the list in the hands of the host. Do you know what he wants to play?"
Watching everyone's eyes bet, the girl finally stopped selling, loudly: "He actually wants to play "Water", Herutaf's violin capriccio "Flowing Water", haha..."
When the girl’s words came out, several players followed with an exclamation, then laughed:
It’s really a prodigy style. After all, he can only choose such a skill-playing piece.

Some people shrugged and shrugged their sorrows: "Unfortunately, unfortunately, eight of the ten judges present were sentimental. I am afraid they will see the performance of the prodigy and their faces will be green."
"Hey, I have to say that he chose to be a big man, and that the song is full of difficult vibrato. I don't believe he can play it perfectly." Lin looked down and thought about it, then touched his chin and shook his head. .
He once tried to play the second movement of "Water", which is known for its difficulty, but did not play it at all without any mistakes. At the same time, this movement is called the vibrato of the devil. Only the top violinists can really play the complete repertoire.
"Are you not nonsense? If he chooses the second movement, it is really a brain, and it is estimated to be the simpler first movement..."
Qing Yun did not know the discussion of these players. He carefully played back the song in his mind.
The first movement? The second movement? No, he wants to present the full face of this capriccio to the people. 2k novel reading network