I'm dying, my sisters are begging for forgiveness

Chapter 75 Fu Xuejie's Response

Chapter 75 Fu Xuejie's Response
"Brother, are you leaving?"

"Where are you going?"

"Can you please not leave? I can't bear to see you go, brother."

Yang Chuxue seemed to sense something. She opened her arms and burrowed into Chen Mo's arms, her eyes suddenly turning red.

Chen Mo immediately adjusted his mood: "Brother, you're just kidding. I'm not going anywhere."

"Can we have some fun today?"

Yang Chuxue loosened her hand and nodded obediently.

But she was much more sensitive than her peers in this regard and vaguely sensed something.

a few years ago.

On weekends, Yang Chuxue would always tell her mother not to go out and just stay at home and play with her.

At that time, she didn't understand why her mother left home while sighing.

Later she understood.

There are some things in life that you cannot decide on your own.

Mother has to go out to earn money to provide food and clothing for the family.

And now.

Yang Chuxue seemed to feel again the helplessness her mother had felt when she left home.

But she believed that her brother would not lie to her.

So Yang Chuxue felt that these things were just illusions: "I will be happy, brother, you should be happy too."

Chen Mo nodded, then took Yang Chuxue's hand and ate while walking.

He took Yang Chuxue to eat many kinds of snacks.

There are cold and hot dishes, fried and baked dishes.

Until Yang Chuxue bit off the thin-crusted and large-stuffed meat pie in her hand and gently sipped the juice in the pie.

She handed the pie to Chen Mo: "Brother, I can't eat anymore."

Chen Mo took the pie with a smile, and then said, "Didn't you say before that you envied Wang Xiaomei, a classmate in your class, who could play the piano with some great piano teachers?"

"How about I help you find one?"

"Find someone who is even better than a great piano teacher."

Yang Chuxue now feels that her brother is omnipotent.

She believes everything her brother says.

See the light flashing in Yang Chuxue's eyes.

Chen Mo couldn't help but smile as well. He took his sister to the roadside and hailed a taxi.

When the taxi arrives at the destination.

It was already evening.

A building flashing blue and yellow light is particularly eye-catching, attracting a lot of people's attention.

It is said that this theater is not only a palace of art and culture for the entire Jiangcheng.

Over the years, many artists from various countries have come here and stepped onto this stage to embrace world art.

Chen Mo held her hand and came to the entrance of the theater.

Yang Chuxue held Chen Mo's hand tighter.

She had heard from her classmates that rich people would go to the theater to listen to opera.

She also wondered what the theater was like.

But I never thought I could come.

"Sir, please come here to check your ticket."

The staff member in exquisite suits reminded.

Chen Mo was about to speak.

The staff looked like they had discovered something extraordinary.

She opened her eyes wide, took a closer look, and suddenly became excited: "You, you, you, are you Teacher Chen Mo?!"

After seeing Chen Mo nodded.

The staff member was even more excited: "It's really you, Teacher Chen Mo!"

"I am your fan. I like you very much, really!"

"Can we take a photo together?"

After saying this, she became a little nervous.

You have to know that the teacher in front of you is a genius who created "Wedding in a Dream" and "Piano Concerto No. 3".

Today, he can be said to be the top among the top in the entire piano world.

Almost everyone in the piano circle has some impression of Chen Mo.

So it is normal for such a person to refuse to take a photo with her.

But unexpectedly, Chen Mo agreed so casually. After taking the photo, Chen Mo finally had the chance to speak: "Can you help me contact Mr. Fu Xuejie?"

"I looked for him at this theatre a long time ago."

"After we talked about piano, he told me that he would be at the theater every weekend."

"Just let the staff contact him when the time comes."

The staff believed this completely.

Chen Mo is absolutely qualified to exchange piano skills with Teacher Fu Xuejie.

After hearing this.

Yang Chuxue felt like she was dreaming.

She had only seen piano artists like Fu Xuejie on TV and in magazines.

But I didn't expect it to appear in my brother's mouth.

"Teacher Fu Xuejie asked you to wait for five minutes."

"He will be here soon."

As the staff member spoke, he hurriedly asked his colleagues to fetch two ID cards and helped put them on the two people: "Teacher Chen Mo, you can just go in through the employee passage."

After entering the theater.

Yang Chuxue's little mouth never closed.

In her opinion.

The theater was as bustling as the palaces she had seen on TV.

A magnificent marble staircase under golden lighting.

A bronze bust with various decorations.

And the photos of famous artists performing on the walls.

This made Yang Chuxue feel a little overwhelmed and her head felt dizzy.

Before Yang Chuxue had finished walking around the hall.

Fu Xuejie, dressed in his best clothes, ran in from the entrance, panting.

An assistant followed behind him: "Teacher, please slow down, don't fall!"

Chen Mo handed Yang Chuxue over to the assistant's care.

He and Fu Xuejie came to one side.

Fu Xuejie said excitedly: "After so many years, we finally meet again."

"I've been to the manor before, but unfortunately you weren't there."

"I still remember the shock you gave me when you played that piece of music."

"Can we communicate more in the future?"

Fu Xuejie's eyes are full of dedication to the piano.

Chen Mo replied: "Maybe not, I'm sick."

Fu Xuejie said with concern: "I know many professors, how about..."

Chen Mo interrupted, "In the advanced stage of liver cancer, there is no need for this."

Fu Xuejie's expression suddenly changed, and he seemed to find it even harder to accept this fact than Chen Mo.

I kept repeating to myself, "Impossible."

He even thought of taking Chen Mo for a follow-up check-up, saying that it must have been a misdiagnosis.

Chen Mo was stunned.

He never thought that this man, whom he had only met a few times many years ago, would have such a big reaction after learning about his illness.

I guess those people have lived together for more than ten years, and their former "family members" would not have such a reaction.
"Can you play a song with my sister?"

"On the piano in the hall."

“This is one of her wishes.”

"In exchange, I can write for you"

Chen Mo hasn't finished speaking yet.

He was interrupted by Fu Xuejie: "You have always been a genius among geniuses in my heart."

"If you didn't have this disease, I believe you would have reached an exceptionally high peak."

"I think you are also an artist, and I respect you."

"Don't give up any hope, okay?"

As he said this, he patted Chen Mo's shoulder.

Walked towards Yang Chuxue.

As Fu Xuejie walked, the emotions in his heart surged again.

The knuckles of his clenched hands turned white.