Please Put on Your Vest, Madam

Remember for a second【】

Lu Qingyi picked up the microphone, her expression was light.

Someone below turned on the flashlight and kept waving his hand, Lu Qingyi's indifferent expression suddenly changed, she looked at the light, and her heart suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Don't let it go if you can hold it tightly, don't pull it if you can hug it, time is rushing away, what's left. Forgive the twists and turns you've gone through, it turns out that what's left is the real thing, even if you seem to be half awake. , laughing and crying happily.

Who let it go, time is something that people can be caught off guard against. When it is sunny, it is windy and cloudy and sometimes it rains. If you can't compete for the day and night, you will reminisce about the past. You stole the blue silk but keep you. Time is a journey with no return, okay. What's bad is the scenery, don't blame me for being greedy, I just don't want to wake up...

Lu Qingqing slowly raised the microphone to her lips, her voice was crisp and clear, and the singing slowly flowed out of her mouth.

Good to hear.

Class 20's hands waving their mobile phones stayed in mid-air, forgetting to wave.

The song passed quickly, and the students in Class 20 had not fully recovered, and they even forgot to applaud the drums.

My God, is there anything else Sister Qing can't do?

Applause suddenly sounded, and someone couldn't help screaming.

This song is so beautiful.

listen well.

I can't think of any adjectives other than nice.

Love it so much.

Having my style, I really like it so much.

God, don't tell me I haven't found out yet. Sister Qing's singing sounds like Yiyi.

Ah, ah, ah, so much love, so much love.

...

Lu Qingyi slowly put down the microphone, and she returned to her seat in a low mood.

She hasn't sang in about five years, and she doesn't think she deserves it.

Sister Qing, are you Yiyi's idol?

Roja asked,

She looked curious.

Yiyi was a very popular singer five years ago. He became popular on the Internet with a song, and he also collaborated with June.

The piano pieces for her music score are all by June.

Oh, Lu Qingyi is June. Luo Jia suddenly remembered this question, and she patted her forehead violently.

It's really kind of stupid.

I'm not, she doesn't deserve it.

Lu Qingyi pretended to take out her phone casually, her fingertips trembling.

Yes, she doesn't deserve it.

At the concert five years ago, the atmosphere was the same as today. Some people turned on their flashlights and shook their phones, some people waved light sticks, and there were shouts and cheers.

A sudden fire ended the lives of many people, and the scene was in a mess. Lu Qingyi thought of that concert, and his heart was flustered.

She is not afraid of death, but so many innocent lives died in front of her, her heart trembled.

died because of her.

The fire wasn't her fault either. She apologized. She was really kind. It's been gone for so long now. We all miss her very much.

Luo Jia sighed lightly. Many people have heard of the fire and have already made news.

It's not all wrong with the fire. I heard that she was also injured in the fire. She also sent money to comfort the family members who suffered the accident. She specially asked someone to take care of the injured.

Some things are really unavoidable, and I don't want such an accident to happen. During that time, although many people resented Yiyi, they all eased later.

A good concert has become like this, and Yiyi definitely doesn't want to see it, she herself is innocent.

Her kindness is well known.

She's not innocent at all.

Lu Qingyi was a little irritable, her fingers lightly clasped the table.

Yes, she is not innocent at all.

Many people thought it was an accident, but only she knew that it was not an accident, all the fault was on her.

Everyone knows that June and Yiyi are the best partners, but no one knows that June and Yiyi are the same person.

Yes, she is Yiyi.

Maybe it was too arrogant, she took it lightly a lot. When she was a singer Yiyi, a rich second generation always wanted her to take off her mask, but she indifferently refused.

At that time, I was young, only 14 years old, and I didn't understand many things. I rejected the rich second generation many times in a row.

She never thought that the rich second generation would do such extreme behavior, and the fire that day was caught off guard.

There were burn marks on her shoulders.

Later, she killed the rich second generation with her own hands. It was her first time to kill someone. When her hands were covered in blood, she panicked and was never afraid.

Because of her blank identity, she escaped the pursuit of the police.

Sister Qing, what happened between you and Yiyi? Why do I feel that you hate her so much?

Luo Jia reached out to grab Lu Qingyi's arm, and she asked suspiciously.

It shouldn't be, two people who used to be so good.

The background of each song of Yiyi is the piano music played by June. Although they have never met June, they also know that June and Yiyi are inseparable.

Lu Qingyi chuckled: I don't hate her.

What she hates is only herself, she is everywhere, there is not much difference.

then you……

Let's not talk about the past.

Lu Qingyi

^0^ Remember one second【】

She took out her phone and unlocked it, she said casually.

It's all over, and it's pointless to talk about it again.

Many people may have forgotten it, but she still has a deep memory.

Luo Jia still had a lot of reasons in her heart, but she didn't ask.

Lu Qingyi didn't want to speak, she couldn't pry Lu Qingyi's mouth open.

The activities were carried out normally, and no one noticed the sadness in Lu Qingyi's eyes.

Sister Qing, does what you say count? It's the undergraduate who treats you to dinner.

As the event drew to a close, a boy shouted from a microphone.

count.

Lu Qingyi nodded.

She never likes to go back on what she has said, unless there are special circumstances, and it doesn't matter whether she is present or not when it comes to treating guests to dinner, as long as the money is in place, it's ok.

Sister Qing, I want to say something to you. You don't need any response. Of course, I'm not worthy of your response. That is, Lu Qingyi, I like you.

The boy held the microphone, and his voice was so loud that he almost shouted.

Lu Qingyi is too good, and he has a boyfriend, so he can't climb high, but he still wants to say what he has buried in his heart.

After graduation, I don't want to leave any regrets for myself.

Lu Qingyi: ...

Lu Qingyi paused while holding the phone. She raised her eyes casually. There was no extra emotion in her eyes, and she was very calm.

Yes, it is calm.

Sister Qing, I like you too.

Count me in, count me in.

I like you very much too.

...

The atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds, and the boys in the class began to shout.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^