After Marrying the Evil God

Chapter 35 Star wish

The dean of the orphanage was surnamed Meng. He picked up the child who was placed at the entrance of the orphanage on a starry night. He was about two years old and had stars in his eyes, so he decided to call him Meng Xing.

She found that this child was not the same as the others. He spoke late, had a dull personality, loved to be alone, was not interested in toys, and did not play with other children. Take it to the hospital for a checkup. He is a child with autism.

Probably because of this, I was abandoned by my original parents and wanted to have another healthy child.

Dean Meng did not dislike him and treated him equally. In addition to the accidents of their parents, the children sent to the orphanage have all kinds of physical defects, were brought into the world by irresponsible parents, and abandoned them like a shoe.

Children with autism need more guidance and company. Dean Meng exhausted his patience, and Meng Xing did not give more than half a response.

Dean Meng sometimes plays the piano and teaches children to sing. The piano was donated by well-wishers in the society. She learned a few nursery rhymes in her spare time. She wanted the children to have fun from the singing. The most proficient one is the little star: “One twinkle, one twinkle, and the sky is full of little stars. , Hung in the sky to light up, like many small eyes…”

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Meng Xing never participates in group activities. When other children gathered together to sing, he always hid upstairs by himself.

His eyes are dull and dull, always avoiding people’s sight, and there are no more stars.

Dean Meng once took him down and encouraged him to sing with other children. Meng Xing just watched quietly, closing his mouth tightly, never speaking from start to finish.

Dean Meng was a little disappointed, but he also knew that he could not rush for a while.

When he never wanted to end the show, the four-year-old Meng Xing walked to the piano and played the song “Little Stars” without any mistake.

Dean Meng was shocked.

Meng Xing has never learned the piano, can’t read music, doesn’t recognize the keys, and can memorize it just by watching her play it once.

Dean Meng tentatively played several other nursery rhymes, such as “Lu Binghua”. Meng Xingdu copied it without any difference.

So Dean Meng was surprised to find that this child is a genius, both in memory and music.

Since then, she has found a way to communicate with Meng Xing. Meng Xing can’t express with words, but can express emotions with music. She taught Meng Xing to read music, and then discovered that the child would soon play original pieces.

He would play a cheerful minor when he was happy, sad notes when he was sad, and countless accents when he was angry. Every passage is smooth and beautiful.

She soon had nothing to teach. Dean Meng discovered his talent and couldn’t bear to bury it, so he hired a professional piano teacher.

The piano teacher also marveled at Meng Xing’s cleverness and was willing to waive half of the tuition fee. After teaching piano for several years, he gave Meng Xing the opportunity to participate in piano competitions.

Meng Xing won first place in one fell swoop.

After that, he won awards in competitions and was admitted to a professional music college. At the age of sixteen, he was admitted to a top music college in the country.

He can relax his whole body and mind in music, and Dean Meng’s patient company for more than ten years has gradually helped him out of autism. Except for being a little introverted and not talkative, Meng Xing became able to communicate like normal children, and the stars in his eyes sparkled when he played the piano.

He is very grateful to Dean Meng for his guidance and cultivation. Dean Meng is just like his mother. Meng Xing calls her his mother.

He must study music well, and he will make a difference in the future and repay the dean’s mother.

When the dean’s mother heard him saying repay, her eyes were gratified, and she kindly said: “Mom doesn’t need you to repay. Mom has a wish to see you shining like a star on the music stage. Child, You will be my pride.”

On the day when I got the admission notice from the S City Conservatory of Music, the teenager, who had always been quiet and restrained and too lazy to move, ran back to the orphanage with excitement, eyes full of joy, and couldn’t wait to tell her the good news.

When I went back, I saw a scene where the nurse lifted the dean’s mother into the ambulance.

Dean Meng suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and died.

The admission notice and the death notice were placed together, and the teenager stood blankly outside the morgue.

He didn’t know if this counted as great joy and sadness.

There is nowhere to complain, but where does sadness come from?

…

Meng Xing went to college and turned back to that taciturn boy.

I don’t like to laugh or talk.

The departure of the dean’s mother made him suffer, and he closed his heart even more, and could only be relieved by music.

He still loves life and the world in his heart. The dean’s mother told him that there are many good things in this world, and life is not as bad as he imagined. After death, people will go to the sky and become stars.

He chooses to believe in everything.

Meng Xing would play the little stars for his mother in the sky, sometimes replaced by Lu Binghua, accompanied by the youth’s low voice singing in the piano room.

“The stars in the sky don’t speak, the dolls on the ground miss their mother…”

Most of the children who can learn music are not bad, and they will spend a lot of effort in training at home.

Meng Xing is really poor, too poor to fit in with the exquisite and elegant students around him. He can only be said to be clean.

S City is a super first-tier city, and the consumption level is much greater than that of the town where he originally lived, so he has to tighten his belt to live. He relied on school grants and various scholarships, as well as remuneration for contributions to various music studios, so that he could barely survive.

He writes well, but the newcomer is a student, and he will always be maliciously squeezed. The copyright belongs to the studio, and his name will not be signed.

Meng Xing didn’t care. That kind of music he wrote casually on the One Hundred Capital Tour, and his casual will always be regarded as a treasure, and he only cares about food and clothing.

Outstanding, uniquely favored by the instructor. Living alone, life is in dire straits. It is easy to be labelled as “arrogant”, “weird” and “poor” by classmates who are secretly jealous.

Genius is always not sociable.

These Meng Xing didn’t care.

He only wants to work hard to complete his studies and make achievements in music, so as to live up to the cultivation and expectations of the dean’s mother.

The dean’s mother is in the sky, so she must be able to see it.

…

For the final homework of the senior year, Meng Xing locked himself in the room for three days and worked hard to write a piece of music.

The melody is gentle and beautiful, full of new hope.

He named this song “Star Wish”. It was given to the dean’s mother in the sky.

Thank you dean’s mother for bringing him a new life.

He will fulfill the wish of the dean’s mother.

At the same time, he was fulfilling his own dream.

A “Star Wish” is not only the wish of the star representing mother in the sky, but also the wish of his little star on the earth.

He will continue to shine.

But I didn’t expect that when the song was handed in, it was not the instructor’s approval and appreciation, but a deep frown.

The instructor didn’t say a word, just took out the phone and played him a song.

That song is called “”. It is a new song co-operated by Liu Kaisheng, the heavenly king of the singing circle, and the new female singer Qin Yirou.

A lingering love song.

The whole melody is exactly the same as his “Star Wish”.

Qin Yirou wrote in the composing column.

How can it be…

Every note in “Star Wish” was written by him, how could it be written by Qin Yirou?

But he hasn’t been out in the past three days at all, and the score is written in three days, so how come there are exactly the same tunes?

He couldn’t figure it out.

Those classmates who could not understand him began to speculate maliciously: “Meng Xing must have stolen the tune. Didn’t he go to Liu Kaisheng’s studio to submit a manuscript? It must have been when I saw Qin Yirou’s contribution and thought Liu Kaisheng would not use it. I stole it. I didn’t expect it to overturn.”

No, it is not. Liu Kaisheng’s studio did collect scores, but he went to vote for another song. “Star Wish” is a gift he gave to the dean’s mother with painstaking efforts. It belongs to him and the dean’s mother only, and will not give the copyright to anyone!

However, he couldn’t dispute it, and his behavior of posting articles everywhere for his livelihood became a crime he couldn’t dispute at the moment. “” was written by Qin Yirou, and Qin Yirou went to submit manuscripts to Liu Kaisheng. Qin Yirou was selected, and he handed over the same song at the end of the term.

So he copied Qin Yirou, it’s that simple.

For the first time, the mentor who had always favored him showed a disappointed look. The classmates laughed at him contemptuously: “Geniuses can do this kind of thing too. Is it because Jiang Lang is exhausted?”

“One time he was born and two times old. It must not be the first time to see him so cheeky. I don’t know if he stole the prizes in the first competition…”

“Thief”, “plagiarism” and “plagiarism”, these shameful words replaced the name of genius, nailed to Meng Xing’s head, making him always look at everyone’s strange eyes.

no no!

He is not a thief.

Obviously, he wrote it…

Meng Xing did not understand.

The principal and mentor lamented his talents, felt that he was just a momentary obsession, and decided to give him a chance to correct his mistakes. As long as you write a review and re-submit an assignment, you can forget about the past.

Meng Xing refused.

He is not wrong, he does not review.

Qin Yirou became popular because of the song “”, and suddenly became a popular singer from the little-known 18-line rookie. Many media interviewed her on her mental journey in creating “”, and she answered generously.

Meng Xing went to take a look, and couldn’t bear to close it halfway through.

Qin Yirou tells a sweet love story. When she was on campus, she talked about a young love, young and frivolous, and now she has divided it up a long time ago. Thinking of the girl’s heartbeat at the beginning, she still has a different taste, so she created this song.

This mental journey immediately aroused the youthful memories of many people and resonated with them.

Meng Xing only found it ridiculous.

What love, what youth.

Boring and hypocritical.

He wanted to go to Qin Yirou to inquire about it. He doesn’t believe that human brain waves can crash into this way, but he has no way to prove it. He can only ask people to ask questions based on intuition.

He can write a lot of songs for her, all for free without a penny, but “Wish to the Star” others cannot touch or defile. Please, don’t touch this tune, he gave it to the dean’s mother…

But he can’t see it. The well-known Qin Yirou signed a brokerage company. With bodyguards and assistants, he could not be seen by ordinary students.

There has never been one thing that made him so desperate.

It was his new life, but it was ruined.

He struggled for several months, watching Qin Yirou become more and more popular with various original songs, he fell into the abyss with cold eyes and mockery.

The light of the stars died out.

Climb up to the tallest building in the city to overlook the shining neon lights, and watch the hustle and bustle of the world with a cold eye.

Meng Xing has no nostalgia.

He wants to find his dean’s mother.

No one believed him, everyone said it was his fault.

“I’m not wrong, I won’t change it.” This was the last word he left to the world.

He fell from a high building like a falling meteor. He couldn’t hear the cry during his lifetime, only the sound of a heavy object falling on the ground when he died, which was his last hoarse voice.

What will the audience say?

-It’s a pity, he died at a young age.

—Finally jumped, quickly post to Moments.

—It’s really fragile, young people nowadays can’t bear any small things.

He will become a conversational resource for a short while after dinner, and will be left behind in a few days. No one knows the story of a star.

The plagiarist received both fame and fortune, but he died with a stigma and buried the secret in the grave.

If there is no God’s coming, this is his end.

“It turns out that the tune is called “Star Wish”, then what is the name of the tune you just played?” Qi Baicha asked gently.

Meng Xing’s eyes trembled.

He didn’t know how he would suddenly pour so much to this strange young man. Maybe the other party was the first to say that he believed him in these days, maybe the breath on the other party was too gentle and harmless, and let people let go of everything without realizing it. Be wary.

He didn’t even know the name of the young man, and he had explained it all unknowingly.

Meng Xing whispered: “Desperate.”

This improvisation is called “Despair”.

Qi Baicha said: “There will be hope.”

Meng Xing whispered: “There is no hope anymore.”

“I was dropped out of school and will move out of the dormitory in three days.” The boy’s eyes were confused, “I don’t know where to go, and I don’t have any money.”

“No need to move.” Qi Baicha got up, patted the dust on his clothes, “I’ll take care of it for you in three days.”

Meng Xing didn’t know why.

Qi Baicha didn’t say much, and walked out of the piano room slowly.

Meng Xing couldn’t help asking: “Who are you? Why do you want to help me?”

Qi Baicha stood still at the door, thought about it, and turned around.

“I am the guardian of the world.”

Meng Xing: “…poof.”

This is what a passionate and second-year answer.

Fortunately, he really thought that this seemingly reliable young man had a way to help him!

“Sure enough, I don’t believe it.” Qi Baicha thought it was really troublesome.

If you say “I am a god” directly, I am afraid it will be even more regarded as a neurosis.

However, if such a second grade’s answer can make this dim little star smile a little, Master Xue Shen doesn’t mind self-destructing his image.