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Chapter 1356 Sadness in Prison

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    I looked at Gezi¡¯s jade hands and felt fond of them. It would be so cool if I could let these beautiful hands hit me with anything.

    ??????????????? Then look at her beautiful face, her watery eyes, and her rosy lips without lipstick, well, I really thought wrong.

    I swallowed my saliva and said, "Gezi, can you play the piano?"

    The most important thing now is to cure her illness first. As long as she is alive, as long as she is in prison, as long as I am still here, everything is possible. If she dies, it is impossible.

    Gezi said: "I started to like playing when I was in the orphanage."

    I asked strangely: "Is there a piano in the orphanage?"

    Gezi said: "An electronic keyboard made to imitate a piano is not expensive."

    I nodded and said, "I understand, but there is still a difference between that thing and a real piano."

    Gezi said: "The piano sounds better."

    It suddenly occurred to me that the prison has a music room with piano, bagpipes, guitar, bass, drums, guzheng, saxophone and other musical instruments.  However, it is probably just a decoration and few people use it.

    Gezi said: "There is a piano in the prison."

    I said: "Oh, yes, it is indeed there. If you want to play, how about I ask and you can go and have a look."

    Gezi said happily: "Really!"

    I mean it."

    I called and asked, and it was confirmed that there is a music room, but not many female prisoners use it. In addition to the art troupe composed of female prisoners in the prison, there are also some female prison guards who need to rehearse and prepare for various special performances.  , very few people go there.

    I said: "I'll take you there."

    I am the instructor and I have this right.

    Gezi nodded happily.

    I asked someone to hold the grid and then passed.

    This is the so-called music therapy. Music plays a major regulatory role in the limbic system and brainstem reticular structure of patients with depression, and plays a major regulatory role in human internal organs and body functions. Music can have a direct or indirect impact on these neural structures.

    Otherwise, in normal times, why would you listen to music when you are tired or sad? It will be much better. Of course, it will be better if you sing it.

    When I got there, I looked around and saw that there was a library over here.

    There were two or three people reading books in the library. They were prison guards and guards. However, those guarding the library and music room were all female prisoners.

    I explained my purpose to the female prisoner guarding me and showed my identity, and she let us in.

    There are indeed various musical instruments in the music room. Although they look clean, it can be seen that few people use them.

    There are very few female prisoners who can come to the music room.

    Because this requires an application and approval from the prison district leader before you can come over, you also need to be escorted by prison guards.

    This is very troublesome.

    This is not like students in school. After class, if they want to go to the library, they go to the library, and if they want to play in the music room, they go to the music room.

    After entering the music room, I saw a piano.

    There in the middle.

    Gezi passed by happily.

    I looked at her.

    I went over to chat with the female prison guard and the female prisoners who were guarding the music room. It turned out that they were all from Ward A. Although they didn't tell me, I also knew that those who could come here to guard the door and do nosy things must have paid their way.  For those who have established connections, Kang Yun must have taken their money and sent the female prisoners here to do such a happy job. There is no need for labor reform. They can live a relaxed and happy day every day, and there are bonus points. How comfortable.

    I thought to myself, if I can get a few places, it would be great if I could send some female prisoners here, such as Mo Wanxin and so on.

    While we were chatting, the piano started playing.

    Yes, it is indeed playing grid.

    She was playing and singing by herself. I didn¡¯t expect that she could really play the piano, and she seemed to be quite good at it.

    She sang softly: Listen to Alice's melody

    If we are separated, tear up the letter I wrote

    When the prelude, the memories of the disassembly after the end

    Soothing you, the melodious concerto of the soul

    On the banks of the Rhine, Beethoven¡¯s sadness lingers

    In the witty night, the tears left in Bonn City

    Opening the window in Vienna, the scenery is so euphemistic

    On the black and white keys, compose a gorgeous movement

    &nA female prisoner serving a life sentence became pessimistic, depressed, and suicidal, and her life was not good.  "

    The prison guard said: "She has money. She is living a good life in prison."

    I said: "Tell me about her. What crime did she commit? It's so serious. Is robbery and murder that exaggerated?"

    The prison guard said: "They were taking hostages and killing people in the end. I don't know very well."

    I said: "You kidnapped people and then asked for money? Then you killed people, why?"

    The prison guard said: "I'm not sure. Someone asked her, but she didn't tell. She is the most beautiful female prisoner in this prison area. She is rich. She lives a pretty good life every day."

    I said, "That's good. Why is she so rich?"

    The prison guard said: "I don't even know."

    I said: "Okay."

    I am indeed a little curious about Gezi. I think she is so beautiful and quite mysterious. Moreover, what is going on with her, robbing and killing?

    She looks like she could be someone who robbed and killed someone.

    The last time I asked her, she didn¡¯t say anything. Of course she wouldn¡¯t. She felt uncomfortable, so naturally she wouldn¡¯t say anything.

    Such problems are painful memories that every female prisoner cannot bear to look back on.

    After get off work, I went to the parking lot and waited for Xie Danyang.

    Not long after, Xie Danyang came. I walked over from behind the pillar and walked to her car with a smile.

    After Xie Danyang saw me, he said angrily: "Didn't you say you won't go? Why are you going?"

    I said: "Didn't you say you would give me money? I did it for the sake of money."

    Xie Danyang said: "If you don't have money, it's up to you whether you go or not."

    I said: "Okay, then I won't go."

    She pinched my arm hard: "How dare you! How dare you not go! Get in the car."

    I got into her car.

    After the car drove out, I argued with Xie Danyang for a while. I asked her to drive to where I lived. Then I took my cell phone first, and then went to attend the reunion with her classmates.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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