Where the hell is it?

Lin Jiaojiao fell into a brainstorming session.

Until Fan Tong followed the team of No. 1 Middle School into the field, she didn't come up with a reason, but stared directly at Fan Tong's back and fell into a stupor.

"Look at it, so fascinating."

Jiang Xing came to her lightly, followed her line of sight, and fell on Fan Tong.

"Fan Tong?"

"You know him?"

"He is very famous, his parents are both top musicians in China, and he has learned various musical instruments since he was a child, so he is a difficult opponent."

"In the past, he came to participate in the seven-school league, and every time he was the first in the vice match."

Jiang Xing said, pausing, "Our expectation is that it will be good if you can get second." ”

Lin Jiaojiao stared at Fan Tong's back, becoming more and more stunned, "Musician......"

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in her mind, and Lin Jiaojiao patted her head, "I know!" ”

Jiang Xing: "? ”

"You know what......"

I know who Fan Tong is!

Lin Jiaojiao looked at Jiang Xing, her eyes were shining, and her heart kept cheering!

Those eyes were moving smartly, as if countless words flashed, but she just kept her mouth shut and didn't say anything, which made Jiang Xing quite unclear.

It turns out that Fan Tong is also a powerful character, born in a musical family, he has a high artistic talent, proficient in various musical instruments, especially under the influence of his parents, he learned to arrange music very early. Later, by chance, Fan Tong played a piece he made at a competition, what happened? This song is a hit!

In just a few days, it became popular all over the country, and Fan Tong also entered everyone's sight, his talent made countless people fall for it, and fans jokingly said, 'Your rice bucket is filled with hamburger steak fried chicken rice noodles, and Fan Tong's rice bucket is full of talent!'" And he himself started with this simple piano piece, dabbled in more genres, and gradually established his position in the music world!

Because Fan Tong's songs are really too red, fresh and aura, Lin Jiaojiao also played them when she was about to travel through the world, which also caused a lot of repercussions, so much so that she still remembers those songs: the second chapter of the dream, the Concerto of Excitement, the letter from Alcana, and the flying clouds......

One by one, all engraved in her mind!

"I heard that this time, Fan Tong is going to play the music he composed on the field, I don't know what it will be like......"

Next to her, Jiang Xing's words instantly made Lin Jiaojiao excited!

Play your own composition......

Could it be that the game that made Fan Tong popular is this so-called seven-school league?!

Oh my!

The song that Jiang Xing wants to play should also be the "second chapter of the dream" that became popular all over the country, thus making him enter everyone's sight!

Thinking of this, Lin Jiaojiao's excited breathing was not smooth.

She covered her heart and entered the arena with a number plate in one hand.

In this seven-school league, Lin Jiaojiao is still ready to dance, classical dance, relatively speaking, the movements are more beautiful, and she is also better at it.

After changing into her dance costume in the locker room, she walked out with a number plate, sat down in a random place backstage, and lowered her head to put a number plate around her waist.

Suddenly, the discussion of the person next to her entered her ears.

"I heard that Fan Tong's score in No. 1 Middle School has been lost, and if you are in a hurry, you don't want it, you are looking for it all over the world."

Hearing the words "Fan Tong", Lin Jiaojiao raised her head sharply and pricked up her ears.

"If the score is lost, it's lost, the tune has long been memorized, okay, do you think that Fan Tong's level of playing a tune still needs to look at the score? It's too low-level, and beginners aren't good or bad. ”

"Oops, this time it's different!"

"Fan Tong is not going to play any established tune this time, but to play the tune he composed, it is said that he still had a flash of inspiration this morning, and the song that is now composed, the time is so urgent, he may not have completely memorized it, so he will be so anxious when the score is lost."

"It's going to be his turn to go on stage next, and now I'm panicking, and I've set up a small table in the dressing room, desperately trying to remember that tune."

"Hey, but even if you can't recall it, it's nothing, a strong person like Fan Tong, even if he doesn't talk about his own tunes, he just takes a random song out of the exercise book to play, and his skills are also superb, and he is the first place properly."

Their tone was indifferent, and Lin Jiaojiao heard it with a sigh in her heart.

Fan Tong's score is lost?! it!

Why did such an accident happen!

In comparison, Lin Jiaojiao didn't care about Fan Tong's ranking in this competition, on the contrary, this was an important node in his life......

Now that the score for the second chapter of the dream is gone, how can Fan Tong still become popular?! How did you appear in front of everyone's eyes because of your talent??

If he couldn't play the second chapter of Dream in the game, the trajectory of his life would have deviated, right?!

How did things come to this?!

Could it be that it was because of her rebirth and the butterfly effect she brought up?

Thinking of this, Lin Jiaojiao shivered directly.

It's horrible.

No, Fan Tong's life trajectory must not be deviated!

For Fan Tong now, the second chapter of the dream may be a casual inspiration, fleeting, but for Lin Jiaojiao, it is not the case, she has repeatedly contacted this song many times, and all the tunes have long been memorized.

She pulled a piece of paper at that time, lay on the table and brushed and wrote, and silently wrote all the tunes.

When the performance on stage was about to come to an end, Lin Jiaojiao rushed to the dressing room where Fan Tong was.

I didn't even have time to knock on the door and kicked it open.

Inside, Fan Tong was really lying on the table holding a pen, thinking hard about something, and as time became more and more pressing, his brows also wrinkled into deep Sichuan characters.

Sensing the sound at the door, he looked up suddenly, and saw Lin Jiaojiao's expression excited, and waved the paper in his hand at him, "Fan Tong, did you lose the music score, I found it for you!" ”

Hearing this, Fan Tong's eyes flashed with joy, and he quickly took the score handed over by Lin Jiaojiao, and swept his eyes on it, but his enthusiasm gradually dissipated, and he was a little dazed, "This ......"

"I know what you're thinking, this is really not the original you lost, this is my handwriting, but the content is exactly the same, I can guarantee it!"

"I saw your score once before, and my mom was so shocked that I wrote it down, and it just so happens that you can use it now!"

But Fan Tong looked at her gaze, but it became more and more strange.

Lin Jiaojiao didn't notice that she was still immersed in the self-emotion that she had saved the life of a talented artist in time.

On the other side of the stage, Fan Tong was already shouting to come on stage, so she reacted, "I've already let you go on stage, why are you still stunned?" Let's go! ”

Fan Tong looked at her with a complicated gaze, and just wanted to say something, but there was another urging on the stage at the right time, and he could only clench the music score in his hand, "I'm going, you wait for me, and I'll tell you when I come back." ”

Lin Jiaojiao nodded and watched Fan Tong leave.