So, Li Xiaojing took the whistle used to communicate with Ye Siren and hung it on her chest.
She tried to straighten the swaying team a little bit according to the method Xuerou had taught her before.
"You're on the wrong foot!" Xiaojing corrected Liu Qiqiang and said, "Left, left, left, right, look at my legs."
When he saw that the person who told them to rest was not the fierce Siren, but the gentle Xiaojing, his heart softened, and he immediately asked with concern: "Xiaojing, are you okay? Have you done everything at home?"
"Yeah. Not bad!"
Xiaojing said calmly, and sneered at Siren in her heart: Why can't you be like Liu Qiqiang, the senior Wensheng student, and show some concern for me...bastard!
An hour later, the rain gradually dissipated, and the weather suddenly became sultry. The sun broke through the clouds, and everything looked like a new scene. But the typhoon has not actually dispersed, but Hong Kong has reached the eye of the storm. The eye of some typhoons is stronger than the surrounding areas. But this super typhoon Nige is very different. The eye of the storm is sunny and sunny, as if nothing has happened.
Everyone's soaked uniforms gradually dried under the sunlight, gradually exuding their original color.
Everyone finally arrived at the third rest stop, but due to the change in weather, the thin raincoats prepared by the volunteers were not used, so everyone had to stuff them in their pants pockets for emergencies. The raincoat that was originally used to keep out the wind and rain turned into a source of sweltering heat.
The volunteers here are all familiar people. Tan Qingli, Gao Wenjian, Lun Jingqing, Huo Jianting, and even Xia Yu and Guo Dong, their parents, all showed up to support their own on this day of universal celebration. child.
Siren was envious when he saw that everyone's parents supported them. The person who brought him water was someone he didn't know very well.
"Ye Siren, where are your parents?" Qiu Wensheng, who was walking away with his trumpet behind Siren, asked.
"What about your parents?" Siren said with a slightly provocative tone.
"My family didn't support my participation in the silver band, so I ran out secretly!" Qiu Wensheng said.
"I... almost the same!" Siren said calmly.
The shipping king Ye Jingtian only hopes that his son can inherit his position as the shipping king. He has taken him to travel around the world since he was a child. But the difference is that other people's travels around the world are easy and pleasant, but when it comes to Ye Siren, it is completely different. Not this.
When he became sensible at the age of 7, he followed the fleet to Iran, Iraq, Israel, Somalia, and many dangerous routes. But instead of being a noble son of the company, he changed his name and became a humble hand. Start from the bottom, from a young age, from the hardest work.
Siren has never liked going to sea since he was a child. He was exhausted every time and lived to death. He was even caught by pirates and locked up in the cabin of the ship, and was almost used as "backup food".
But since meeting Li Moyan, Siren found a new dream, which is music.
He discovered that there is not only one way in life, and he can live a better life that is more in line with his own personality and style.
But... you can't make as much money from music as you can from just going by boat.
In the past, the daily water flow of Sedum Sedum alone was as high as several trillion, which was something that even billionaires had never thought of. Even the smallest sailor's salary for a year on the ship is hundreds of thousands of yuan. Some people only run for a few years and then go home and open small shops to live a stable life.
But Ye Jingtian was not satisfied with this.
Therefore, he looked down upon musicians, thinking that they were just pastimes for the rich.
Perhaps, the reality is really like this, but Ye Siren's enthusiasm for his dream has not diminished.
He knew that if he did not seize the golden time before the age of 24, he would never have the opportunity to become a musician again...
In this way, Siren, Qiu Wensheng and Xiaojing took turns changing places. In Siren's case, the overall atmosphere was more serious, while in Wensheng and Xiaojing's case, it was very relaxed. Occasionally, the two of them would be pulled over by the enthusiastic cheerleaders to dance together.
After more than 4 hours of walking, we finally arrived at the last rest stop. A tall college student led a group of old team members and ran towards the phalanx.
He handed the sugar water to Huo Jianting.
Huo Jianting recognized him as Xu Xiaoyao's brother, Xu Jianming.
"Everyone, please work hard!" Jianming said.
Looking at the face of the former captain, Nakajia was almost moved to tears. The memories of fighting together in the past immediately came to his mind.
"Brother, are you here to support me?" Xu Xiaoyao said excitedly.
"What a beautiful idea, I'm here to see my old friend!" Jian Ming said and went to Jian Ting's place.
This long-lost friendly face spread to Jian Ting and then to everyone like the morning light. In an instant, the fatigue of the team members disappeared. They all inherited the legacy of their predecessors and stood up tiredly again.
But... Xu Jianming, didn't he already go to the Phoenix? How could it appear here?
"Jian Ting, I didn't expect you to have grown a lot taller!" Xu Jianming said, "But why is your performance so bad?"
When Jian Ting saw him handing over the cup, Fei Dan was not happy, but a little scared.
"I listened to your playing, and it was terrible. It was nothing like what you used to be."
His mouth was grinning unnaturally, and his whole person exuded a creepy aura...
"You should get back to your original self!" Jianming took out a small pill, leaned into his ear and said, "Just one pill, and you can regain your glory as if you smoked a cigarette!"
"You don't want the Unicorn to fall off the back of the car again, do you?"
"You don't want to cause Unicorn to be disbanded because of your performance!"
Jian Ming put the small pill in Jian Ting's trouser pocket and said, "You decide whether you want to use it or not!"
After that, he left.
At this time, the conference took advantage of the last 600 meters to send the rankings of each team to the team leader’s mobile phone.
When Siren saw this, he felt the same and his face was a little green.
"The trumpet's score in the early stage was very low, but after Qiu Wensheng made up for it, it became much more normal; but what happened to the French horn...the score has been very low, dragging down the average score. If there is no improvement in the 600 meters and the final lap, ...We may have to lift the tail again this year.
Siren clenched his fists in displeasure and looked troubled.
"Siren, what's wrong?" Qiu Wensheng asked upon seeing this.
So Siren gave him the phone.
He scrolled through the page, his face becoming as solemn as Siren's.
"Two years ago, the French horns had the highest scores. Secondly, the trombones and euphoniums. How could Jianting's horn section be so stretched?" Vincent analyzed.
"Of course he used to smoke. But now, he is quitting smoking." Siren said.
"No wonder..."
Xiaojing noticed that the two were communicating during the break, and she also participated. She also felt very uncomfortable knowing that her scores were now lagging behind as in previous years.
"I have no choice but to put my last hope in the five minutes of the final!" Xiaojing said.
"How about I talk to him." Siren said and changed places with Xiaojing.
When he found an opportunity, he came to Jian Ting and said, "Everyone in the horn section, you have to work harder!"
Siren said, telling the situation. At this time, everyone blamed Jian Ting.
"If it weren't for our chain-smoking minister..."
"Give him a cigarette to relieve his addiction. Maybe he will return to his peak!"
"How about you take his place, deputy!"
Jian Ting listened to everyone's whispers and couldn't help but touch the small pill in his trouser pocket.
Siren got angry when he heard everyone shirking responsibility: "You are all idiots! If the senior sister was here, I would definitely break your bones! The Silver Band is not a band of one person, everyone has a responsibility!" There are seven of you at the end of the crane, but you expect the senior to hold up the entire French horn by yourself! Is it reasonable!"
Listening to Siren's scolding, everyone in the French horn section lowered their heads.
"You are the fastest and best among all the newcomers. Show your true strength! Stop hiding it! My fists and feet are no weaker than those of my seniors!"
Siren was so startled that everyone in the horn section panicked. Everyone knows that the senior sister can fight. But Siren can fight, and only Xuerou knows.
Although Xuerou had secretly mentioned to everyone that Siren's fighting ability was not inferior to hers, no one had ever seen it.
Of course, the people in the horn department did not want to be the ones to see the truth of this rumor.
Siren walked to Huo Jianting again and patted him on the shoulder.
"Senior, I heard that you will retire after this game, right?"
"Um……"
"I heard from the senior student that the French horn section you led had the best results in previous years!"
"Yes……"
Jian Ting said weakly and ashamed.
"I heard that you plan to quit after this competition, right?"
"Um……"
"Then you can't lose. Your biggest opponent is not other bands, but yourself. That smoking devil! If you lose to him, you will regret it for the rest of your life..."
After listening to Siren's words, Jian Ting felt upset and secretly threw away the pills in his trouser pocket.
"The next song is the home field of the French horn. Let everyone see your true strength!" Siren shouted.
"yes!"
"can not hear!"
"Yes!" the horn section shouted in unison.
With the sound of drums and Siren's whistle representing the song, the horn section immediately entered the state.
In the last 200 meters, Siren adjusted the formation for the final song. He returned to the trumpet section, and Qiu Wensheng also returned to the trombone section.
"Student Wen Sheng, you don't look good!" Guo Dong said uneasily when he saw that his face was turning blue.
"It's okay, I can definitely accompany you until the last five minutes." Vincent said.
Having said that, he felt that his pace was gradually becoming weak, his feet were a little unruly, and the severe pain inside and outside his body was like insect bites, and it spread throughout his body like a cracked car.
At the last fifty meters or so, there was a sudden "pop" sound, and Qiu Wensheng suddenly fell to the ground and vomited blood.
At this time, the band suddenly stopped. Siren noticed it and rushed to him immediately.
Everyone was dejected when they saw the scene from two years ago reappearing.
Siren calmly shouted to everyone: "Keep going!"
But everyone was still a little unmoved.
Siren calmly blew the whistle and gathered everyone together again: "This is our last battle! If we give up now, there will be no next time. Keep going! The battle is over!"
As soon as Siren shouted, no one was playing music in the last 50 meters, but shouting the team motto: "The pouring is over!"
At this time, everyone was not depressed because of Vincent's collapse, but the atmosphere became more enthusiastic.
Siren went back to take care of Vincent again. Seeing his painful look, he felt sad, but he joked: "Are you dead? If you die, I will go to Korea with my senior sister in your place!"
"Impossible, you and Xuerou are both small!"
"No, I am all-powerful. If you die, I will take over your trombone section."
"you!"
Seeing that Qiu Wensheng was still paralyzed on the ground, Siren could only add fuel to the fire.
He smiled as carefully and sinisterly as before: "Now that I think about it, senior sister is quite beautiful, especially her breasts. How about, after I get Xiaojing, I'll take Xuerou too! You You probably don’t mind!”
Qiu Wensheng stood up angrily and punched Siren hard in the face.
Siren did not avoid it. He spit out a mouthful of blood with satisfaction and said with a smile: "So you're not dead! That's good, let's continue the game!"
After hearing this, Vincent smiled, stretched out his hand to him, and thought to himself: "I really don't want to shake his hand. I didn't expect that this bastard would help me at this moment."
At this time, everyone just arrived at the terminal.
"Next, let's invite the leading team of the National Day Parade, the Unicorn Horse and the Silver Band!"
