"Is that so?"
Unexpectedly, the teacher was not as angry as he had imagined.
After hearing Huai Shi's plan, he was first puzzled, then stunned, and finally very calmly expressed his understanding. He didn't feel any unhappiness or anger at the fact that his efforts had gone down the drain.
Instead, it was Huai Shi who was stunned.
"What's wrong? You look incredulous."
The teacher asked, "Although I think this decision is a bit abrupt and irrational, I can also imagine how much courage you need to talk to me about these things … I won't get angry at you without even listening to the end."
"Teacher, I'm sorry." Huai Shi lowered his head.
"It's true that you are a bit angry, but I can also understand your thoughts."
Ai Ting picked up the teacup and took a sip. After a long silence, she sighed softly, "Even if art itself has a great attraction, after all, it can't be compared to those more intuitive and heavier things … Huai Shi, art is floating in the clouds, but there will always be people who can't adapt to the floating life, and will choose to step on the ground more realistically.
From your words, I can feel your thoughts and determination. After all, you have put the most effort in these years. No matter how angry I am now, the one who has to face this pain is you.
You have made a decision. As a teacher, although I am helpless, I can only agree. "
She paused and suddenly asked, "But, as your elder, I have to ask again — Huai Shi, have you really thought it through?"
Give up the cello.
Give up your efforts and bright future since childhood, and even this destined glorious future, to choose another field that you don't understand.
You don't even know where you will set foot.
The future is uncertain.
Face the world alone.
Have you really thought it through?
"I haven't thought about it, but I want to make the decision."
Huai Shi nodded seriously.
Ai Ting asked again, "Is there no room for change?"
"To be honest, I think I will most likely regret it in the future."
Huai Shi sighed, "But if I play the cello for the rest of my life, I think I will definitely regret it in the future, right? Teacher, it's hard for me to walk down both paths with a clear conscience. If it was in the past, if I knew that I could walk into Vienna and the Golden Hall openly in the future, I would be so happy that I would laugh in my dreams.
But now, I don't know why … when I dream, I dream of something else, something … that has nothing to do with the cello. "
After a long silence, the teenager looked up and stared at the teacher in front of him, "After waking up, I ask myself why I can't feel satisfied, but I can't find the answer.
Teacher, if you think I'm just whimsical and boring, then I'll throw these boring thoughts aside and never think about those messy things for the rest of my life.
If you feel that my decision is reasonable, then I will feel much more at ease. "
Ting fell into silence.
She did not say anything else.
After a long time, she slowly shook her head, "As your teacher, I don't know how to answer your question. Huai Shi, you know that aside from some achievements in music, I have no other good points. I can't give you any advice. You have to decide for yourself."
"Then … as a mother, teacher."
After a long silence, Huai Shi suddenly raised his head and stared at the woman in front of him. He looked into her eyes and said, "In my heart, you are my mother … I know it's shameless to say this, but other than you, I don't know who else to talk to."
Ai Ting was stunned.
She stared blankly at the teenager in front of her until he lowered his head in defeat. Then, she could not help but laugh.
She could not help but reach out and pinch his face, "After so many years, Huai Shi, I never thought that I would be able to hear you call me that one day … to be honest, it makes me happy and sad at the same time."
She felt gratified by the teenager's respect.
She could do nothing about his rebellion.
"As your teacher, I can't give you an answer. If I were your mother, I wouldn't be able to answer this question of yours either."
Ai Ting shook her head slowly, but she could not help but hug Huai Shi tightly, "But as a mother, how can I not support my child's decision?"
She said, "No matter what decision you make, I will give you my blessing, Huai Shi. Even if we are not related by blood, you are already my family. You are no different from Xiao Qing."
Stunned, Huai Shi closed his eyes and reached out to hug her gently.
He could not help but feel like crying.
"Thank you."
He rubbed his eyes.
Huai Shi had made his decision.
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In the end, the person who was the angriest was not the teacher, but Huai Shi's senior sister, Ai Qing.
After Huai Shi told her that he had decided to give up the cello, she did not speak to Huai Shi anymore. Every morning and evening when they met, she treated Huai Shi as if he did not exist.
In this regard, the teacher was helpless and said that this was his own fault, so he had to take the blame himself.
The school teachers were also in disbelief, especially when Huai Shi, who had a bright future, suddenly abandoned the cello and came back to make up for cultural studies in the second half of the third year of high school. It was even more difficult to understand.
To put it bluntly, they looked at this child as if they were looking at an idiot.
What was he thinking?
Huai Shi didn't know what the f * ck she was thinking.
But what was done could not be undone … Well, although it was not done yet, he was not ready to turn back.
Enduring his headache, he opened the cultural books that he had delayed for a long time.
He suppressed his thoughts and prepared to face the mountain of books and the sea of questions.
Half a year of hard work, so much time.
Of course, he did not do well.
He barely made it to the second tier.
It was a world of difference from his original ending.
On the day of the results, Huai Shi was not surprised. Fu Yi felt pity for him.
"If you had played the cello honestly, you would have been in Vienna by now."
In the milk tea shop, the girl blew on the air conditioner and could not help but shake her head helplessly, "How is it, do you regret it?"
"Why do I feel that you feel worse than me?" Huai Shi sipped the milk tea and looked up at her, "No, why do I feel that you are particularly gloating?"
"I am your good brother, why do you think of me like that?"
Fu Yi stared at him with her eyes wide open, her face full of grief and anger, but when she blinked her big eyes, she looked very cute, and there was no way to suspect that she had any dark thoughts.
She began to act cute habitually, trying to get away with it.
"Forget it." Huai Shi shook his head and sighed.
"But I really think that it is good that you don't go to Vienna." Fu Yi said softly, "The mountains are high and the road is long, you are still so young. What if you are caught in the red-light district and do not have a good brother to bail you out?"
"The red-light district is a legitimate business there, thank you!" Huai Shi rolled his eyes and then realized that he was being led into a trap by her again, "When did I say that I was going to the red-light district?"
"I am worried about you." Fu Yi grinned and changed the topic, "Where do you want to go?"
"This score … How about Jinling? How about Jinling University of Science and Technology?"
"What about your major?"
"I thought about it. Metallurgy. How about that?" Huai Shi said.
Fu Yi was stunned for a long time, and she scratched her head, "From cello to metallurgy, isn't the jump a bit too big? What are you thinking? "
"Nothing, I don't know what to do anyway, so I might as well study something that interests me."
"Okay …"
Fu Yi pulled out a long tune and did not say anything else.
But before they left, she suddenly gave him a gentle hug.
Huai Shi was going to Jinling, and she did not know when she would see him again, so she could not help but feel sad.
Huai Shi did not mind. Under Deputy Director Fu's fierce gaze, he sent her to the car and turned around to go home.
The next few days were boring.
She applied, waited for the notification, and then began her preparations.
Not long after, Ai Qing set off for Vienna.
However, the teacher stayed behind and sent Huai Shi to Jinling University. Because of this, Ai Qing's resentment towards Huai Shi grew stronger. As Huai Shi's guardian, she fulfilled all the obligations of an elder and even left 50,000 yuan for Huai Shi.
"You called me mother, can't I give you some money?" Ai Ting smiled and looked at him, "If you don't want it, I won't give you any more. You can make money however you want, but you can keep this money."
After he finished speaking, he drove away without giving Huai Shi a chance to regret her decision.
Huai Shi was left standing at the school gate alone. He stared at his elder with complicated feelings. He wanted to say something several times, but in the end, he did not have the chance to catch up.
There was nothing he could say.
She had done her best to send Huai Shi on the path he chose.
Next, he would have to face his university life.
He chose it himself.
There was no room for regret.
Therefore, he had to muster up his courage.
He took a deep breath, turned around, and walked into the school gate, ready to welcome the rest of his life.
Then, he saw a person leaning against the flower bed and smoking.
"That's why I said that university is good. No one cares if you are a good student or not." The girl named Fu Yi sat on her suitcase and looked at his stunned face, "What's wrong? You look like you saw a ghost."
"You … you …" Huai Shi was speechless.
"To be honest, I didn't do very well in the exam either." Fu Yi tilted her head and smiled, "I didn't perform well … I can only be your companion."
Huai Shi was stunned for a long time, then suddenly laughed, "Okay, you are my good friend."
"Change the word."
Fu Yi waved her hand and raised her eyebrows, "I don't like this kind of address anymore."
Not far away, in the freshman payment hall, Deputy Director Fu angrily poked his head out and stared fiercely at the little vixen who kidnapped his daughter.
Therefore, Huai Shi could only smile awkwardly and look at the sky innocently.
He prayed that he would not be killed on the spot.
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