He came with great glory

Chapter 80

The New Year's Day holiday was gone, and the whole school was setting up the party scene.

Ribbons, balloons, and busy and laughing classmates, the school was as lively as the New Year that day.

Fu Ying stared at herself in the mirror, stunned, and resumed her ancient costume, as if she had returned to the palace.

I don't know if he will come today.

The thought of meeting him in this way made her nervous.

Just as Fu Ying was thinking, someone called her at the door.

"Fu Ying, your little brother is here."

Fu Ying was startled, and immediately walked out holding the pipa.

The little girl is dressed in pink tulle, three thousand blue silk tied up with a headband, and a jade hairpin in her hair.

She came slowly, her gauze skirt fluctuating like streamers.

"Fuck? This is a little loli?" Ying Haoyang was startled, and turned around Fu Ying, "Fuck, fuck!!! It's true, why do I feel like it's an unearthed cultural relic?"

Fu Yan was also taken aback, the little girl looks like an ancient girl.

Fu Ying shyly glanced at the man hurriedly.

He is also looking at her.

Shen Liguang stared at the little person in front of him. He was dressed in the same ancient costume as when he rescued her that day, holding a pipa in his arms, looking slim and gentle.

He asked, "Do you know the pipa?"

Fu Ying's heart tightened and she lowered her head.

She was a little nervous, nodded slightly, and hugged the pipa tightly in her arms: "I understand a little about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Fu Yan smiled, felt that the younger sister was bragging, and wanted to tear things apart, but thought that the younger sister could finally show herself in front of the person she liked, and she couldn't hit him.

Fu Yan smiled and said, "Sure, this outfit is definitely the most beautiful show in your school."

Ying Haoyang was surprised, and only now did he find the right to speak in the organization: "Little Lolita, are you too, too much like a child from ancient times? Why do you look so similar in every move?"

"Clothes make a man, don't you know." Fu Yan looked at Ying Haoyang, "You are so ugly, you can be handsome even with makeup and dressing up."

"Go, go, I am a handsome guy, I am handsome."

Fu Yan couldn't help laughing: "Just you? Don't scold me."

Fu Ying wanted to have a word with Shen Liguang, but Fu Yan and Ying Haoyang kept teasing me, and Fu Ying never had a word with him.

Behind him, someone shouted: "Fu Ying, it's your turn."

"coming."

Fu Ying hurriedly responded, turned around and ran over.

"Fu Ying, your clothes look too pretty, don't you?"

"good."

Holding the pipa in one hand and the skirt in the other, Fu Ying ran backstage.

Feeling a burning gaze behind her, she suddenly turned her head and glanced at Shen Liguang.

Shen Liguang lowered his eyes, his eyes were vague, and his hands were tightly held together.

The son, the queen mother, the emperor father, and the general...

that letter...

Shen Liguang raised his eyes, and the girl had already disappeared into the crowd.

……

"I heard that the boss is going to perform on stage too? What are you performing?"

Lin Lishan shook her head: "She didn't say, and I don't know."

"What kind of show can the boss perform? Broken boulders on the chest? Water tanks on the head?"

Li Hanyi was amused: "You take it as an acrobatic show."

Wen Tian stopped his rustling pen tip, and moved his glasses skillfully: "Don't underestimate anyone."

Lin Lishan: "Exactly."

Embarrassed, Du Yong touched his nose: "No, I'm just curious about what the boss will perform."

"I'm curious too."

Several people in the audience looked forward to it.

Shen Liguang stood behind the crowd, his eyes fixed on the stage.

Fu Ying stood in the background, a little nervous.

"Go up, are you scared?" Seeing that she was well-dressed, Zhou Wei thought she was amazing, but ended up being scared before she even started.

Fu Ying glanced back at Zhou Wei and walked towards the stage.

Seeing her bend her slender waist and take small steps, with her bright wrists in the veil, everyone fell silent.

Du Yong looked straight: "Damn, boss...it's so beautiful..."

Fu Ying walked to the middle of the stage and sat down, wearing an ancient costume, covering her face with tulle, holding a pipa, with shy eyes, not only delicate but also graceful.

She lowered her eyebrows, gently plucked the strings with her slender fingers, and her frowns and smiles were gentle and moving.

It reminds me of a poem.

Move the boat close to invite to meet, refill the wine and return to the light to reopen the banquet.After a thousand calls, he came out, still holding the pipa and half covering his face.The rotating shaft plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before the tune is formed.

love first...

Although people in the audience didn't quite understand a piece of music, it seemed to be the same thing.

Mainly, the girl on the stage looks like the daughter of a family in ancient times.

Fu Ying raised her eyes and inadvertently glanced at Shen Liguang, who was staring at her.

Fu Ying's heart skipped a beat, she hurriedly lowered her head, and played the wrong string in a moment of panic.

Immediately, she tried to calm down and smiled bitterly.

The girl has something on her mind, how should she tell him.

"Fu Yan." Ying Haoyang stared at Fu Ying, smiled and teased Fu Yan, "Little Lolita is fine."

Fu Yan smoked a cigarette and smiled: "I just learned it during summer vacation."

Shen Liguang's fiery eyes fell on the girl.

He lowered his eyes slightly, smiled bitterly, turned around and disappeared into the night.

Fu Ying raised her eyes again and looked in his direction. The man left at some point.

Feeling lonely for a while, he hastily called off the curtain, and got off the stage holding the pipa.

……

The city is full of feasting and feasting, and it is a lively scene wherever you go.

As soon as Xia Jinyun entered the community, he heard someone scream.

"The child fell!"

Out of a doctor's instinct, Xia Jinyun tore off her messenger bag and ran over.

"Sorry, give me a break."

Xia Jinyun raised her eyes and looked at that person, she was stunned.

It was already the twelfth lunar month, Fu Yi was sweating profusely, and was about to go upstairs when he bumped into Xia Jinyun.

"you are a doctor."

Xia Jinyun nodded: "Yes."

"The child is three years old. He fell from the third floor and has already called for emergency services."

"okay, I get it."

Xia Jinyun squeezed into the crowd, and the child's mother was holding her blood-covered son and crying.

Xia Jinyun hurried over: "Don't hold the child yet, put the child down, be gentle."

"I'm a doctor, trust me."

"Please save my child, please, doctor."

Xia Jinyun frowned, removed the woman from grabbing her hand, and comforted her: "I know, calm down, calm down."

Xia Jinyun carefully checked the remaining injuries, the carotid artery couldn't feel the pulse: "There is no pulse..."

When the woman heard the child's cardiac arrest, she broke down and cried.

"Doctor, I beg you, please save my child, please!"

"Calm down and let me do CPR."

Xia Jinyun pressed the outside of the chest with one hand, and repeated this movement dozens of times, but the child did not respond.

Xia Jinyun frowned, bent down, and gave the child artificial respiration.

Cardiopulmonary resuscitation, artificial respiration, alternately, the child's breathing slowly recovered, and 120 also came.

"There's a heartbeat."

"Thank you, thank you."

Seeing the child being taken to the hospital, Xia Jinyun stood up and picked up the bag on the ground.

"Thank you."

Xia Jinyun raised his head and looked at Fu Yi: "Thank you for what you said."

Fu Yi shook his head: "I don't know, thank you anyway."

"I'm a doctor, and it's my duty to save people."

Fu Yi smiled: "Saving people is also my duty."

He smiled, turned around, and returned with the people.

Xia Jinyun stared at his back in a daze.

When I got home and listened to my mother chatting with others, I realized that it was the woman's husband who came back drunk.

The rescue team came a step late, and the child was thrown down by the man.

Xia Jinyun sighed, lowered his head and found a strange call from his mobile phone.

When the phone was connected, it was a familiar voice.

"Hi, hello, Miss Xia, I'm Fu Yi, can we have a meal together?"

(End of this chapter)