She Came To My Concert

Forget it, let's wait for him to talk, after all, he is quite good at teaching on the phone.

As a result, when this time really came, Ling Chen seemed to be no different from usual.

Even when they got to the dining room box, the two of them were still sitting face to face as before, separated by a long distance.

Alas, this won't work, Zhu Wenshu feels that he must find something to talk about.

So, after ordering, Zhu Wenshu thought for a long time before he said, Which school did you say you went to for the second book?

Ling Chen lowered his eyes and said, It's much worse than your school.

Zhu Wenshu remembered that Ling Chen asked her if she disliked her education before, so she wanted to add that she didn't mean that.

In the end, I heard him say again: But it's too late for you to regret it now.

...

Zhu Wenshu said, Mr. Zhu is a model teacher. If you keep your promises, you won't be able to pull back eight horses.

Then I don't have to worry about being abandoned.

Ling Chen raised his eyes and smiled, Licheng College of Commerce and Industry.

oh.

In fact, it's okay.

Zhu Wenshu asked again: What major?

Ling Chen: Tourism management.

It really has nothing to do with music.

Then how did you sing?

I was stationed in a bar near the school. Someone took a picture and posted it on the Internet, and then a music company contacted me.

Oh... have you got your diploma yet?

After listening, Ling Chen touched his chin.

Are you on a blind date with me?

Zhu Wenshu: ...a blind date is not considered.

There was a bird flying in her heart, so she couldn't control her mouth, At most it's love.

Seeing that Ling Chen was stunned after speaking, she curled her lips.

Is this embarrassing?

Understand, the Chinese teacher has a lot of vocabulary.

Ling Chen brushed his fingers over his lips and pressed the corners of his mouth.

Well, I understand, then we will continue to love each other—

Zhu Wenshu looked up.

Ling Chen: Continue with the blind date.

Zhu Wenshu smiled off his face, then turned around, and found that this man had sat next to her at some point.

The pants are connected, and through the fabric, you can feel the muscles in his legs.

Zhu Wenshu suddenly felt a little hot, but he didn't want to distance himself.

let me see.

She looked up at him for a while, and looked away for a while, and the eyes of the two collided back and forth in the quiet space.

Later, Zhu Wenshu couldn't bear it any longer, so he lowered his eyelashes in embarrassment, but couldn't bear to take his eyes off him.

His eyes moved inch by inch from his face to his neck...chest...waist...

Then saw the calluses on his fingertips.

It is the trace of years of honing.

Have you been studying music since high school?

Ling Chen lowered his head and smiled.

Where is the money in high school?

The reason why Zhu Wenshu asked this was because he thought of Zhang Yuxuan saying that Classmate Xiaocan was written by Ling Chen when he was a teenager.

Thinking of this, she was a little shocked, Then how did you find out that you can write songs?

It was originally just an ordinary question, but Ling Chen looked away and touched his earlobe.

How to say this kind of thing.

When he graduated from the third year of junior high school, he worked in a convenience bookstore near his home.

During that time, he had been in a state of extreme entanglement. His father's condition was getting worse and worse, and he would go to the door of the clinic every morning to squat.

A squat is a whole day.

Sometimes I go home in the evening, and sometimes I don’t see anyone in the middle of the night.

Especially when winter comes and the sky gets dark late, often he hasn't seen his father after school.

A normal adult will worry his family members in the long run, let alone a person whose mind is similar to that of a child.

Accidentally happened many times.

Either he was tricked by pranksters, or he was scammed by people with malicious intentions. The most dangerous thing was that my father fell into the small river by the road several times on the way. Fortunately, he was saved by a kind person who lived by the river. stand up.

He didn't know whether his father was unintentional or committed to death.

Every time he rushed to the scene, his lips turned white with fear.

He had already lost his mother and couldn't bear the pain of losing another close relative, or being abandoned.

Moreover, the financial situation of the family really cannot afford the life of two people.

When he goes to high school, he will spend less time watching his father.

During that time, at the age of 15, he was always tossing and turning for countless nights.

If he drops out of school to work, he can not only subsidize the family, but also guard his father.

Later, not only at night, but even during the day, this idea popped up every now and then.

Even the neighbors persuaded him.

Xiaochen, what are you going to study? Anyway, you don't have the money to go to college. Why don't you take good care of your father?

But the more others said that, the more he struggled.

He wants to study and go to college.

I want to try to touch it, it is out of reach but at least there is a future to look forward to.

At every moment, his mind felt like two villains were tugging crazily, making it impossible for him to move.

He couldn't make a choice, couldn't take a step.

It is clear that swinging is the most tormenting, but he would rather be tortured.

He admits he's a coward and can't do a quick knife

Cut through the mess, choose a clear goal and move forward.

Seeing that the start of school was approaching, he deliberately quickened his pace every time he passed No. 1 Middle School.

I am afraid that if I take another look, I will not be able to make a decision.

He even hoped that someone would come and tell him that No. 1 Middle School needed high tuition fees so that he could force himself to give up.