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The bell of the clear spring rings, and the ancient well has no waves to transmit the whispers of several years ago.At that time, Dong Mingcan's voice diffused a pool of autumn rain and flowed to Xia Ningxin's slightly hot cheeks. The immature praise of the first meeting passed through many hidden thoughts, fantasizing about her, admiring her beauty, and also made her more and more beautiful. Qingwu's face was dyed with the same temperature.

Xia Ningxin was not angry at what Xia Xue said, she hugged the box and wanted to help Dong Mingcan play the erhu, no matter what the two of them were muttering, she closed the box lightly and straddled Dong Mingcan's shoulders, her beautiful eyes were shining all over the auditorium, Back and forth to enjoy the joy of being said to be good-looking.

At night, I turned over the towering buildings one after another on the plain, and when the sun rose to the northeast sun position, and when the auditorium was full of seats, two standard host voices were delivered from the microphone, and the lights and festoons on the stage left a halo, and both sides of the audience The flags of the air conditioner fluttered in the wind.Dong Mingcan sat in the second row and watched the stage with a group of contestants. The judges and teachers were in front of them. The host introduced them one by one, and even Cai Yun was among them.The students in the back took off their quiet coats in the classroom, and they all pushed and yelled to feed the snacks in their hands into their mouths.

The long-lost strong heartbeat slowly calmed down after the opening, and Dong Mingcan smiled at Zhang Paner, who was next to him with exquisite makeup and smart makeup: "I can watch you dance again." Pointing white dancing shoes is not like dancing in military uniforms in the first year of junior high school. As representatives of the class, they looked at each other instantly, and they all had a feeling of joining hands.

The stage was lively with gongs and drums. First, a group of two girls sang and played the harmonica.The sound quality was mixed, Dong Mingcan frowned, leaned his head on the piano bar and smelled the sweet fragrance of red sandalwood, and then responded to Zhang Pan'er's specially raised voice question.

"I saw you dancing during the military training in the first year of junior high school." When answering, she leaned against the body of the piano and smiled at her, raising her eyelashes and brightening her eyes. She was dressed in a black coat and white trousers sent by a Taoist master, which was put on her body neatly. There is more romantic meaning on him.Zhang Pan'er's heart was pounding like a deer, just as the background music changed from dancing knives and guns to a gentle female voice. The corner of the skirt leaned against her.

"It's the third shift, and my brother is going up too." Zhang Pan'er saw the change of people on the stage, and said a few words repeatedly.Seeing that she didn't look at the stage, she just answered yes, and then turned her head to the back.

Zhang Pan'er also followed her gaze to find Xia Ningxin's direction. The dozen or so rows behind were all black and blue school uniforms. Zhang Pan'er was dazzled by seeing Xia Ningxin's straight eyes looking at her brother.Originally, the height can only be considered equal among a row of people, holding an erhu box that is taller than her upper body, straightening her white neck and eagerly looking around at Zheng Hengda who is performing taekwondo on the stage.

The audience applauded again and again. Zheng Hengda has a well-designed design, and has accumulated more and more proficiency over the years. His right leg is bent and lifted up, and the black belt is swirled in a tornado. Hook the kick to split the three thick bamboo boards from the middle.Progressively, like a tiger's strength, back kicking, pushing and lifting gradually brought the scene to a climax, and several teachers stretched out their hands and applauded.

In the end, a backspin kick split the five layers of bamboo boards. The host deliberately placed the microphone where he was standing.

Facing the anticipation and worry on the corners of Zhang Pan'er's eyebrows, Dong Mingcan took all his peripheral vision away from Xia Ningxin, gave her a refreshed smile, and prepared to go on stage.

The cheers from him were not over yet, Dong Mingcan stood at the backstage curtain, nodded and smiled at Xia Xue who was busy moving benches and chairs. Talking about the transition scene, by the way, the hostess also boasted of her love for Taekwondo, Xia Xue stopped beside her and whispered: "The quality of this host is really not good, isn't this affecting the judges' judgment! Dong Ming Chan, don't be nervous."

nervous?Dong Mingcan touched his forehead, he did it, checked his heartbeat, it was steady.She wants to be nervous!It was clear that the sound a few meters away was deafening, and her short hair was shaken by the sound waves.But she couldn't get nervous.

It's not because of her quality, it's because of that glance, Xia Ningxin's eyes were full of golden flowers, she clapped her hands and applauded her, and praised her repeatedly on the stage!

Professional quality does not allow her to think about other things when she enters the stage. Sitting on the cold bench, the scene is noisy and then quiet. Those pieces of wood scattered around her feet, looking at the girl in the second row wearing dancing shoes, seemed to get some miraculous comfort from that smile and the warmth of looking only at herself, and began to fall into hissing, roaring, and tranquility Erhu world.

The pen moves gracefully like a dragon and snake, the wrist joints straighten the strings like the bones are removed, the wind blows past the ears, the sound of horseshoes rattles, the voices of the people on the battlefield neigh, the candlelight in the boudoir is beautiful, The river is on the side of the water, and the two look forward to each other, one is farewell for years, and the other is over, each is happy.

The tail bow stopped at the top string, Dong Mingcan nodded his head lightly, looked up intoxicated to see the crowds in the audience, stretched his right arm and smiled unconsciously, all the emotions sticking to the strings were fully expressed, the drums were like a tide, and thank you for leaving the stage But the eyelids still can't help but want to glance there at this moment of joy and enjoyment in life.

Xia Ningxin's place was empty, but the two girls around her became interested in Dong Mingcan's gaze, and turned back to look at each other, thinking it was her.

Only Chen Xue, Su Qianxi, Mao Hong, and Qiu Bohao sat together and waved to her to share her wonderful moments.

At the curtain, Zhang Pan'er's colorful clothes were agile, her body soft and soft, stepping on the light stepping on the light and looking back at Dong Mingcan who had stepped down from the stage.Xia Xue followed Zhang Pan'er's eyes and fell on Dong Mingcan's drooping eyelashes alternately, and climbed onto her shoulder when she reached the curtain: "Hey, you can play the sax better than me, okay!"

After a whole-hearted performance, Dong Mingcan spoke softly and took the water she handed over: "Thank you."

"It's a hardworking little bee, thank you. I won't tell you, Pan'er is about to start dancing."

After finishing speaking, he pinched the red curtain to show his eyes, and danced lightly. It must be a good taste in the world. Dong Mingcan hurriedly cheered up a little and walked down the stage.On the right side of the steps, there is a vermilion side door sparsely used by students going back and forth to the bathroom.Dong Mingcan rubbed the center of his brows, turned to the right and glanced at Zhang Pan'er's graceful appearance on stage, dazed, there was a familiar figure on the right, the head of the ball had already bloomed like a flower, and the small flower bud stood on the top of the head.Now, Xia Ningxin's hair has been stretched so much that Dong Mingcan has to touch it for a minute to smooth it out.

A pair of peach blossom eyes narrowed into two parallel lines, her heart suddenly turned cold, Dong Mingcan shook her head and smiled, everything behind her had nothing to do with her.No matter how gentle the music is, how beautiful the dance is.In the pupils of the pupils, two people lowered their eyebrows and laughed together, Yan Yan laughed happily.I finally understand why Xia Ningxin's position is empty and no one is there. Zheng Hengda is here...

Don't think, the more you think, the more unforgettable.Dong Mingcan clenched the handle of the erhu tightly, and the wind blew up in the baggy clothes. He said with a dark smile: Everyone says that the erhu is bleak, but it's just the player's mind.

Xia Ningxin once said that she is a person who forgets her friends when she sees sex, and suddenly the words climbed out from Dong Mingcan's deep memory.Indeed, she did what she said.It's ironic to be her friend, to be her friend with this kind of mind!

Under the moonlight, Dong Mingcan became a thief.

On the Ferris wheel, she used Xia Ningxin's pure mind to become a thief who returned to justice.

Kissing away her tears secretly, her back, in the ice, under the light, in front of the tree, on the gravel road, all flashed through Dong Mingcan's mind like a fast-forward tape, unable to grasp the last roll quickly, like It's like losing her.

This kind of ironic, sad, and uncomfortable loss made Dong Mingcan's feet unsteady, and he staggered to a stop, only to realize that he had thought about so many things in two seconds, and it also made her understand that more than enduring the scene of her and Zheng Hengda being together again, She is more afraid of losing her.Zhang Ailing said that sentence: If you like someone, you will be humbled into the dust, and then flowers will bloom.

It turns out that it really feels like this...

On Xia Ningxin's seat, there was an erhu box sitting quietly, and the saliva-stained melon seeds husks flew from nowhere and stuck to it.Dong Mingcan finally stopped looking at them who continued chatting and laughing as if no one was watching, thanked the girl who helped her hand over the box, asked Cai Yun for a vacation, turned around and left the noise behind.

At night, the stars were twinkling, Guo'er switched the TV to watch a love drama, and the lights shone dimly on the two of them. Dong Mingcan had a premonition that she was coming back at this time, so he turned on the phone, and a dozen text messages rushed out.

Chen Xue: What's wrong with you?Cai Yun said you are not feeling well?Xia Xue asked us to go out to play this weekend.

Su Qianxi: Cancan, take good care of yourself, you won No.2, Chen Xue said that your teacher is very happy.

Mao Hung: Brother, do you have that once a month?Well done today.

Zhang Pan'er: Cancan, are you feeling better?Our class won the second, and the third.

Shrinking his back to the sofa, Dong Mingcan didn't see Xia Ningxin texting.

"Sister, I don't think you are sick?" Guo'er's voice lost its childish sharpness, but it was still ear-piercing.Dong Mingcan leaned her face on the top of the sofa, and heard the voice at the door calling her name after thinking about it a hundred times.

"Turn down the TV."

"Didn't you just say you were going to sleep?" Guo'er resented her sister reluctantly.Seeing that Xia Ningxin came in without knocking, she just vented her anger: "Why didn't you knock!"

Dong Mingcan fixed his eyes on the boring TV drama, and only glanced at her when she entered the door.She is human, so she said she didn't care, but she still had a lot of energy in her heart, a useless, self-entanglement energy!

"I called you more than a dozen times today!" Xia Ningxin immediately annoyed as she pushed the door open, worried that she would see Dong Mingcan lying comfortably on the sofa with a thin blanket on her body, and some of her favorite things were placed on the table. When eating snacks, it all turned into a wave of resentment. She hurt her hands from slapping her hands off the stage, and her buttocks hurt from sitting before she came on stage.As a result, she went to the toilet and came back and she disappeared!

Hearing more than a dozen phone calls, Dong Mingcan's heart softened. He looked at the clock, the time was 10 minutes later than usual, his white face was flushed, and he looked at her softly: "I'm not feeling well, why are you so late? You just came back?" He thought to himself that it's okay to feel uncomfortable, and it's not a lie to her.

Xia Ningxin paced and sat on the sofa beside Dong Mingcan, babbling and saying, "What's wrong with you?"

Dong Mingcan was suspicious, and looked around her whole body: "Who brought you back?"