Shen Yixin.
Shen Yixin is the daughter of the Shen family in the first-line family. She herself seems to be a gentle and humble, good-tempered girl, who doesn't have a lot of money. Even if I came to the hotel again, my driver didn't bother anyone, so I just took a taxi.
She is still dressed in a simple long down jacket and jeans, with meek and polite facial features painted with light makeup, just right.
When she got out of the taxi, when she saw Chu Kong, she took up a girlish smile and walked over quickly.
"Master." She asked as she walked: "Why are you standing here? It's windy here."
Chu Kong's attitude was more kind than when he spoke to Shao Yunxuan just now, and the kind of appreciation and kindness in his eyes couldn't hide at all.
"I have nothing to distress about my body bones. Sooner or later, I will die and look away."
"Master, what are you talking about as a child? Are you out of inspiration for composing?" Shen Yixin disagreed, and directly helped him to the lobby of the main building.
She could not use her left hand, so she used her right hand.
Chu Kong's gaze fell on her left hand with lace gloves, and nothing was left to grieve!
Shen Yixin has become accustomed to it. The muscles and bones of his left hand have been injured and cannot be cured. For two years, he has become accustomed not to rely on his left hand and only do simple things.
However, when she supported Chu Kong, she found that his body seemed a little stiff, especially the arm part, even the fingertips were a little trembling.
This is nothing like the hands and arms of a piano artist.
She curled her eyebrows, didn't say anything, first helped Chu Kong into the hall, found a quiet corner and sat down.
The waiter automatically brought them two glasses of warm lemonade.
The middle-aged man hid his hands under the table, looked at the scenery outside the French window, and sighed.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Shen Yixin is a meticulous person, and after contacting them for a few minutes, he found that something was wrong with Chu Kong.
She had just returned from O Zhou, and she didn't know some inside information.
Chu Kong didn't tell her in advance, now looking at the apprentice's left hand, and then at his own hands, he can finally understand Shen Yixin's agony.
He did not intend to say more.
But Shen Yixin asked several times, and Chu Kong sighed when he knew that he couldn't hide it.
"At the beginning, your hand was injured. You cried and said that you can't play the piano in this life. I advise you that even if you can't play the piano, you can still arrange music." Chu Kong's eyes were a little moist. When I was about to bid farewell to the stage, I realized how much pressure you were under."
Shen Yixin twisted his eyebrows.
"At that time, you were still so young, and you still have a lot of time and future. Now I have been active on the stage of love for many years, and I am much better than you."
The more the the other side listened, the less she understood.
"Now I finally know that to give up the dream of working hard since I was young is like cutting off the flesh that grows up on my body little by little, it hurts my heart!"
In addition to grieving his wrists, he was annoyed.
Shen Yixin never dared to recall the quiet days of the past two nights. She was frustrated, gave up herself, and did everything, but her hands never came back.
She is now trying hard to fly around the world, but she just wants to make herself a bit more busy, so that she doesn't seem so wasteful.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Chu Kong sighed, dipped some lemonade, and wrote three English letters on the small tea table with trembling fingertips.
ALS.
Shen Yixin's pupils shrank suddenly.
"How could this happen?!" Her expression was no longer gentle, instead she was shocked, at a loss, and collapsed in faith. "Master, can't even you continue?"
Chu Kong gave her the answer with difficulty.
Shen Yixin stood up and said, "You should go to the hospital now to receive treatment. If it is an early stage, there must be a way to cure it."
"..."
It's useless.
Chu Kong knew that this was of no avail. He didn't want to go to the hospital or waste the last time on the hospital bed. He still had many wishes unfulfilled.
He trembled his hands and motioned Shen Yixin to sit down, "Yixin, listen to me first."
Shen Yixin reluctantly sat down.
"I have no cure for this disease, and it is a mortal disease. I don't know how much time I have left, but I may indeed not be able to play the piano in the future."
As he talked, he laughed, "Our master and apprentice are really suffering. If only we can combine our hands into a pair of good hands."
Shen Yixin glanced lightly at her left hand, she also hoped to get better.
But the more you have such a beautiful dream, the more painful you will wake up.
"But it's okay, I'm looking for an heir now. A girl is suitable, but..." Chu Kong didn't say anything, and smiled: "In short, I hope she can continue your and my piano dream. Go on. Let the Starlight Symphony Orchestra continue!"
"Have you found the heir?"
Shen Yixin was Chu Kong's only disciple, even if her hand was injured, Chu Kong never mentioned another apprenticeship. Now that there was an accident, the idea of looking for an heir again began.
Shen Yixin understands that she has advised Master many times that she is not the only one in the world who can play the piano.
Now that someone can inherit their wish, it couldn't be better.
Chu Kong was not as happy as he thought, hesitating: "Found it."
However, there is still some unspeakable feeling.
"Then congratulations to Master, and congratulations to me for adding a little junior sister. By the way, has the apprenticeship ceremony of the junior junior sister been held?"
"Not yet. I'll observe and observe, this kind of thing must be cautious."
Shen Yixin nodded and was happy for him, "Which school did the little junior sister graduate from? She must be very good, so that you can put all your hopes on her."
"She is still in high school."
"Oh?"
"This is actually a coincidence." Chu Kong told Shen Yixin about the things he had done in Kunpeng Middle School, and also described the music score he heard at the time.
Just listening to what he described, Shen Yixin felt that the other party was very powerful, so it's no wonder that the master was attracted to him.
Shen Yixin laughed, "Wucheng is really a good place, with outstanding people, you all like to go there."
"Oh? Who else is there?"
Shen Yixin did not speak.
After a while, he asked, "Where is Uncle Chu Kuo? Didn't he accompany you?"
"He has performances during the New Year, but he has been out of town and can't come back."
"Oh."
"By the way, didn't you say that you got a few new songs again? Show me." Chu Kong didn't forget this.
Shen Yixin immediately took out a neatly preserved score from his bag and handed it over.
"Master, take a look. Can it be called a ghost arranger?"
Chu Kong glanced curiously, and after a few shots, he narrowed his eyes.
