Zheng Jianguo sat at the door of the operating room.

Continuously wiping sweat.

Sitting next to him was Liu Jianbin, who also felt very nervous.

The two of them looked at the lights in the operating room from time to time.

They are different from those crazy reporters outside the hospital.

The reporters outside the room are eager to make some big international news to attract attention and attention, but they don’t want to make this kind of international news...

They could only pray silently, praying that nothing would happen to this old man...

If something happens, then...

The consequences are unimaginable.

Lu Yuan also stayed outside the operating room.

He accompanied Wang Jinxue.

Wang Jinxue's expression looked very calm and indifferent, as if she had a clear understanding of life and death.

But Lu Yuan still felt from her slightly erratic movements of her hands that she was actually nervous now.

Then, he subconsciously held Wang Jinxue's hand.

Wang Jinxue then turned her head and glanced at Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan's hands were warm and reassuring.

She smiled and indicated that she was fine.

"bite!"

At this time...

When the first ray of dawn shone through the window, the lights in the operating room finally came on.

When Wang Jinxue saw Brando, who was full of tubes, being pushed out of the operating room and looked at his heaving chest, she breathed a silent sigh of relief.

The operation was successful.

At least Brando did not leave the world directly like the worst case scenario...

Humans are all animals with emotions. This matter of life, old age, sickness and death is really something that ordinary people cannot take lightly. Although on the surface he looks calmer than anyone else, it is only on the surface.

After all, Wang Jinxue has been with Brando for so many years.

Lu Yuan also breathed a sigh of relief, just be alive, just be alive!

but……

"I said I can't die! Haha!"

At this time, Brando suddenly opened his eyes and smiled weakly at Lu Yuan and others.

"I just saw God. God wanted to take me to heaven. Heaven is holy and solemn. Everything is very beautiful. However, I hesitated and finally rejected God..."

"Because...heaven only has the incomplete "Destiny", the incomplete "Moonlight", and the incomplete "Ode to Joy", so I refused, because I know that the heaven I want is not with God, the heaven I want is on earth...

"

"..."

When the old man said what he said before, he looked at everyone, but when he talked about being disabled, he glanced at Lu Yuan.

He smiled happily, as if everything was real.

After saying these words, the old man was pushed into the rest room by the medical staff.

Lu Yuan silently watched the old man being pushed away, with a wry smile in his heart.

These piano pieces...

It should be able to be completed, right?

………………………………

The old man is very stubborn.

He wanted to finish listening to the "Immortal Movement".

After recuperating in the hospital for two days, I wanted to be discharged.

But you can’t have your cake and eat it too.

His heart was already in quite bad condition, like an aging machine that could no longer withstand several strenuous activities.

If you want to live well, you have to take good care of yourself, and the "Immortal Movement" is really exciting.

After the doctor explained the matter to the old man, the old man silently looked at the setting sun on the horizon. After much hesitation, he finally let out a long sigh and finally chose to give up.

One evening later, the old man left Huaxia with some regrets. Before leaving, he held Lu Yuan's hand tightly.

Then he looked a little excited.

"Lu Yuan! Can I still hear it in this life?"

"able!"

"I hope you can come soon, really, otherwise I will really be taken away by God!"

"I know, don't worry, Mr. Brando!"

Lu Yuan looked at Brando's haggard face and his pleading eyes, and he finally nodded.

He has been rethinking some deep-level self-hypnosis skills these days, and he feels that the possibility of his recovery is quite high. After all, those songs are all familiar to him and are not unfamiliar to him.

Brando is gone.

Under the careful care of the doctors, I got on the plane back home.

Lu Yuan looked up and watched the plane gradually take off, then disappear into the distance and finally disappear.

Brando is worthy of admiration, and Lu Yuan could feel the passion and expectation in his eyes from beginning to end.

This is a truly passionate person.

And what about me?

Lu Yuan touched the ugly glasses, hesitated for a moment, and then took them off.

After taking it off, he smiled at the mirror next to him.

When he smiled, Lu Yuan in the mirror also smiled at him.

The smile was sincere, and at the same time it had a sense of renewal.

He nodded to himself.

Well, maybe one handsome word can run through my life!

…………………………

After Brando left China, there was a burst of various reports in the media, and at the same time, there was an overwhelming amount of chaotic voices from all sides...

However, these reports are far less crazy and shocking than Brando's angry comments on the Chinese piano industry!

Anyway...

This matter has come to an end for now.

Lu Yuan was also ready to return to Hangzhou after Brando left.

Yanying University is no longer suitable for him.

He really didn’t want to be watched by countless reporters even when he was studying, or followed when he went to the library...

These are completely meaningless.

When Lu Yuan returned to Yanying University and prepared to go back, these pianists were also preparing to leave.

"Flight of the Bumblebee" and "Immortal Movement" made them very enjoyable, and they experienced another charm of the piano.

"Roland" has become history.

Of course, before they left, Lu Yuan was inevitably invited to have dinner with these pianists...

"Mr. Lu Yuan, let me toast you... You are very good, really very good. I feel very lucky to know you!"

"Don't say that, Mr. Edward, I feel honored to have dinner with you..."

"..."

"Mr. Lu Yuan, welcome to the UK as a guest. We can talk about piano. We can also talk about British romance and future art... I think we now symbolize an era... an era that is indelible...

To the times, Mr. Lu Yuan, let’s toast!”

"Cheers, Mr. Kennedy!"

"..."

"Lu Yuan...come, let's have a drink..."
To be continued...