The news continues.

"...After the training, Gao Zheng accepted an interview with reporters. He first expressed his gratitude to those who cared about him, and then talked about his feelings during the recovery period..."

A close-up shot of Gao Zheng appeared on the TV screen. He faced the camera and said with a signboard: "It feels good to return to the training ground. For this day, I have been actively treating and trying to recover. Today is back to the training ground, and I will strive to return to the competition ground as soon as possible..."

"...It is certainly not a good thing to be injured, but since it has happened, I can only face it with a positive attitude. I think I will miss this period, because everything that cannot kill me will make me stronger."

"Wow!! It's worthy of being Gao Zheng!!" Xiao Yingying's eyes were heartbroken. "The last sentence is so handsome!"

Feng Shiyao stared blankly at the TV screen. Gao Zheng had finished the interview and was smiling and waving goodbye to the reporters.

Then the camera cut back to the studio, and the two anchors looked at each other and said, "I'm glad that after experiencing such dark years, he was able to smile at the camera and say such words! When he said this, goose bumps even appeared on my arm..."

The female anchor even showed her arms out for her partner next to her.

The male anchor also smiled and said, "This is Gao Zheng. When we were worried that he would be depressed by this serious injury, he gave us the brightest smile. This is Gao Zheng who said 'The mountain is there'..."

Feng Shiyao, who was still staring straight at the TV screen and didn't make any sound, suddenly stood up from the sofa, which scared Xiao Yingying next to her: "What's wrong, Sister Feng?"

"No, nothing, I suddenly knew there was inspiration." Feng Shiyao threw down this sentence, hurried into the room, and closed the door.

Xiao Yingying turned her head and looked at the closed door, confused.

She knew that Feng Shiyao had been stuck for a long time and had been worried about the title song for a long time.

After returning from Gao Zheng, there has been no progress.

Why did there suddenly make progress today?

Does it have anything to do with this news?

Her eyes turned back to the TV.

The news about Gao Zheng has passed.

※※※

Feng Shiyao sat in front of her desk, with a notebook and a pen spread out on the table.

The spread page is blank, but in the previous pages, many lyrics or songs of many songs are recorded.

This book has been following her back to China since Genoa, recording her footprints on the road of music over the years.

The notebook was almost full, with the last few pages left.

It seems that it is the best arrangement of fate. This book, which records Feng Shiyao's hard work after he is determined to take the music path, is now lying quietly in front of her, waiting for a very important song, the finale.

But Feng Shiyao was not in a hurry to write even a single word on this book.

She leaned against the back of the chair and closed her eyes.

She is recalling every bit she has been with Gao Zheng over the past few months.

These little things were the inspiration for the new songs in her new album.

A piece, or several pieces, forms a song.

More clips formed several songs.

She remembered that night, she and Gao Zheng were sitting on the dark second-floor balcony, looking at the last afterglow of the setting sun in the west, and were swallowed by the night little by little.

Gao Zheng suddenly said: "The sun is setting, but it will rise tomorrow."

She withdrew her gaze and looked at Gao Zheng.

"We will sleep at night, and after resting, we will welcome the next day. The same is true for injury. The night will definitely come, just like the sun will definitely rise. Since the night is coming, accept it and accumulate strength in the darkness. If you are injured, you must accept it if you don't accept it, and you must live no matter how sad it is." Gao Zheng continued to look at the sky to the west and said.

"Just like life. Is it a day that's not enough when encountering difficulties and setbacks?" Gao Zheng paused here, tilted his head and thought for a while, and then continued.

"Well... there are really people who can't do it. When life is tormented like that, some people will give up completely and throw it away. But some people will want to go to your mother." Gao Zheng naturally swears here. He didn't think there was anything wrong with this, and Feng Shiyao next to him didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

"I was seriously injured, more serious than this time. I was depressed and gave up. If it weren't for the old man, I would never have lived opposite Ronaldo today. Later, I went to Germany for a review, proving that the Milan laboratory was a misjudgment. But I also figured out that the players are not injured? The key is not whether they will be injured again, but what to do after being injured. I don't want to be depressed anymore."

"This time I was injured. During the operation, I lay in the operating room, looking at the ceiling and shadowless lights. While waiting for the anesthetic to take effect, I said in my heart: Go to your mother. After the operation, the anesthetics have passed, and my knees have started to hurt. Sometimes I can be woken up by the pain in the middle of the night. When it was really painful, I said: Go to your mother. Don't say it, after scolding like this, it seems that it doesn't hurt so much..." Gao Zheng grinned.

"I haven't told you that just a few days after the operation, I tried to walk without crutches, but I fell to the ground as soon as I got out of bed. I didn't ask anyone, I got up by myself - don't tell me, even my parents didn't know. When I was trying hard to get up, I said in my heart: Go to your mother."

Gao Zheng swears swear words, but there is a relaxed smile on his face. This is very unconciliation, but not unconciliation. Feng Shiyao listens quietly and watches without interrupting him.

"...There are many times in this that still impressed me today, such as the first time I threw off my crutches and started walking, the first time I tried jogging on the treadmill, the first time I trotted in the yard, the first time I tried to pull the ball... Every time I succeeded, I would say in my heart: Go to your mom, you didn't beat me in the end. Then I was very happy, as if I had gained a new life."

For the first time Gao Zheng mentioned, Feng Shiyao was by Gao Zheng's side at that time, so she clearly remembered how happy Gao Zheng's smile was at that time, but she didn't expect that under such a happy smile, Gao Zheng was scolding "Go to your mother."

So she laughed too.

"So I really miss these days, because every day I am trying to recover, fighting with all my might, winning battles after battle, winning rebirth again and again. Day by day, I am happier every day than the previous day. In this way, the night passed and the sun rose again."

When Gao Zheng said this, a gust of wind blew from the west, bringing the laughter in Ronaldo's yard over. The wind blew the clothes and hair of the two people. Feng Shiyao's long hair fluttered backwards, while Gao Zheng closed his eyes in the wind, straightened his body, and leaned back slightly, as if enjoying the gust of wind.

At this point, with a sudden pop, the thought burst out and sprouted in Feng Shiyao's heart.

She finally knew what kind of song she was going to write for Gao Zheng.

So she opened her eyes, looked at the notebook in front of her, and picked up the pen.

The graceful handwriting appeared on the notebook with the rustling sound of writing.

“I love this hard and all my strength every day, and I will miss all these twists and turns;

I love this day that I will never be taken away by the wind, and that happiness that only I know;

I raised the sails in the wind;

When I heard the wind whistling past my ears, my heart beat violently with ecstasy."
Chapter completed!