Seeing this, several girls came up curiously and took a look. The brand was only half the width and size of a thumb, oddly shaped, and a little rough around the edges.

They were speechless: "It's just 20 yuan for this thing?"

Qi Feng didn't explain much, and when several people set out on the road again, Ling Ke said strangely: "I didn't seem to see such things as custom-made in the woodcarving hall just now."

Qi Feng smiled and asked him: "Do you still remember that there was a pile of carved waste wood under the old man's workbench?"

Ling Ke: "Did you go in and pick it up?"

Qi Feng did not deny it: "Well, I asked the old man if he wanted any more wood, and he said no, so I just picked up a piece and wanted to ask him to help process it and make it into a small sign. He didn't ask me for money at first, but put When the sign was given to me, it said that I had a good eye, and I picked up a piece of rosewood as soon as I picked it up. He also said that this piece of wood was cut off when he was carving a Maitreya Buddha a few days ago. gone."

Ling Ke: "..."

Qi Feng: "At first, I just wanted to give some thought to a ten-yuan handicraft. When I heard that this thing fell from the body of a Bodhisattva, I suddenly remembered what a master said to me when I went to the temple. He said, 'Tianyu Do not water rootless trees, and the magic is only passed on to those who are destined', I felt in my heart that since I am so destined, it would be unreasonable for me to be insincere, so I shook my hand and gave 20 yuan."

Speaking of this, Qi Feng seemed to feel a little silly.

This is not usual, it doesn't matter if he has money to give two hundred, but now he only has 20 yuan on him, for the sake of the so-called "sincerity", he gave it all on the spur of the moment, it looks really stupid.

Ling Ke was also a little dumbfounded, but such a genuine temperament made him feel that it was commendable. After all, Qi Feng didn't give all the fare for the return ticket, which showed that his impulse was still within the range of reason.

Ling Ke looked down at the small wooden block in his hand, and said, "It's a pity that only the name of the game is engraved. I guess I can only show a little bit of Bodhisattva's divine power when I play DotA."

Qi Feng laughed "puchi", and said helplessly: "I didn't know this piece of wood was so meaningful at the time, I just thought it might be easier to engrave English letters. If I had known earlier, I would have asked the old man to engrave your real name."

"Forget it, the name is just a symbol, the gift... I like it very much," Ling Ke treasured the wooden block into his trouser pocket, gave him a smile, and said, "Thank you."

Qi Feng raised his hand and touched his neck, the corners of his mouth raised involuntarily.

The two of them had a lot of romance, and they were fools again when they were eating at noon.

The girls didn't know that Qi Feng spent all his money, picked a serious fast food restaurant, ordered a set meal for about 20 yuan each, and went in to reserve a seat for them.

When the food came, they realized that Qi Feng and Ling Ke only ordered one meal, and it was the cheapest set meal.

"What's going on?" Zhang Wenqin asked strangely, "You two eat together?"

Ling Ke took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick holder and handed them to Qi Feng, without trying to hide it for him, he directly said, "He has no money to eat."

Everyone: "..."

Zhang Wenqin: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Qi Feng smiled: "It's okay, you eat yours, don't worry about us."

After all, he will share with Ling Ke you and me one bite at a time...

The girls looked at the set meals in front of them, and felt that it was not a meal, but a ton of dog food... If it weren't for their own money, they would have spent almost the same amount, and they wanted to throw out ten yuan each to beg them to buy it again. One copy!

After the meal, the six of them returned to school by train. On the night of their return, Qi Feng took Ling Ke to a restaurant outside the school and ordered seven or eight big dishes, as if he wanted to make up for the hunger he suffered the previous day and a half in one night. return.

Since everyone abides by the rules and restricts funds, this trip also made everyone "impressed"...

Afterwards, the girl quietly asked the members of the 207 dormitory what it was like to travel with the school grass and the department grass, and teased them whether it was cool to be "favored" by two handsome guys at the same time.

In this regard, the four people in the 207 dormitory who had eaten enough dog food collectively put on indifferent faces, expressing that they would never go out with these two dogs again next time!

In the following week, several people struck while the iron was hot and worked together to finish writing the interview report, and this time the homework was considered a successful conclusion.

***

The weather was getting colder, so Qi Feng and Ling Ke went home each weekend to mend their winter clothes.

Xie Qibao was very envious of the behavior of local students like them, who went home as soon as they wanted, and couldn't help complaining when he called his mother at night.

As a result, a few days later, Mama Xie sent him five pairs of thermal long johns, plus a lot of special food.

Xie Qibao enthusiastically shared in the dormitory, and the four of them chatted about their Christmas plans while eating.

Christmas is originally a western holiday, but it has become popular in China in recent years.

Being stripped of its religious overtones and without having to fulfill the obligations of traditional festivals, this festival has instead become a great opportunity for young people to pick up the plane for activities and have dinner parties.

As the end of December approached, many New Year's Eve activities tied to Christmas were held in various parts of the campus of F University, including New Year musicals, comic exhibitions, campus cosplay shows, etc. organized by various clubs.

The piano club where Ling Ke works will also hold a recital in the small auditorium of the school on the eve of Christmas Eve. At that time, Ling Ke will play a Christmas carol on stage.

The small auditorium can only accommodate less than [-] people, so the concert is small-scale, and club activities usually charge a small amount of viewing fees as funding. Because they used the name "Ling Ke" in their promotion, many of them have passed the welcome People who knew him at the party decided to come and join him.

As a starring member, Ling Ke got a few internal free tickets, which can be given to friends or classmates. When Xie Qibao asked, Ling Ke gave him and Gao Junfei two tickets.

"Hey, isn't Brother Qi going to listen?" Xie Qibao asked strangely.

"Our pop music club also had activities that night..." Qi Feng looked regretful.

Xie Qibao: "Pop Club? Where is it?"

Qi Feng: "It's the club I joined. It was originally called the 'Popular Music Research Club'. I thought it was for research, but I only found out after I joined. Everyone usually gets together to sing and record songs, and some people Writing songs by yourself is the so-called 'research'... I heard it, and it feels like it's all for fun."

Gao Junfei laughed and said, "What kind of research can an ordinary university club do? You didn't ask me in advance before joining, and I thought you were there just for singing."

Xie Qibao asked curiously, "Then what activities does your song club do for Christmas?"

Gao Junfei scrambled to answer: "F University's annual campus top ten singer competition is held together by their association and student union, don't you know?"

Xie Qibao became excited: "Damn! Top ten singers!"

Gao Junfei: "I remember when my brother was still in school the year before last, Liang Ruixi also participated in one session and came in third."

Qi Feng nodded. He had already heard about it. Since the last orientation party, he had added Liang Ruixi's WeChat account, and he had contacted him in private.

"Christmas is usually the final round, right?" Gao Junfei glanced at Qi Feng and asked, "Are you selected?"

"I'm here," Qi Feng scratched his head, "But I haven't decided which song to sing..."

Xie Qibao immediately became excited: "I really want to listen to it!"

But he still held the ticket Ling Ke gave him in his hand, and was a little tangled for a while.

Ling Ke laughed: "If you want to listen to Qi Feng sing, you can go, don't worry about our concert, the tickets in my hand are for you and Gao Junfei, and I don't have any acquaintances to give them to me."

Xie Qibao was relieved now, and said again: "Okay, if I can't go, I can give it to other students, otherwise it will be a waste."

Ling Ke: "You can figure it out yourself."

But Xie Qibao thought to himself, Ling Ke and Qi Feng have such a good relationship, and it just so happens that they each have a performance tonight, wouldn't it be a pity that Qi Feng couldn't hear Ling Ke play the piano, and Ling Ke couldn't hear Qi Feng sing?

——It's really not a pity.

Because Ling Ke had known for a long time that Qi Feng joined this kind of club. When he was free, he had played with Qi Feng and heard him sing more than once.

Before the campaign for the top ten singers on campus at Christmas, the pop club had selected ten contestants through several selections.

When the two of them used to be together, Qi Feng always hummed softly involuntarily, and occasionally when he got excited, he insisted on pulling Ling Ke to concentrate on listening to him sing.

Another time, when the two of them were walking on the playground after dinner, Qi Feng, a lunatic, suddenly climbed onto the audience stage, and sang to Ling Ke Wangqing who was still below, making Ling Ke's face confused.

And what Qi Feng sang was not "a big river with wide waves" or "five-star red flag fluttering with the wind", but various love songs.

What are "I love you more and more, every look touches my heart", "Think about it, think about it, want to be with you", "Tomorrow I will marry you, tomorrow I will marry you marry you"...

The first time he heard it, Ling Ke's heart almost jumped out of his chest; the second time he heard it, his scalp was numb and his body got goosebumps; Numb.

That's right, even though every time Qi Feng sang, he was so affectionate that Ling Ke almost doubted the other party's sexuality, he wouldn't take it seriously, after all, Qi Feng didn't sing this bad love song for him, but rather For the game.

Qi Feng definitely didn't know that his unintentional actions had already tortured Ling Ke, who was in a crush, to death...

For the singing competition on Christmas Eve, it happened that Ling Ke didn't need to go because he had club activities, otherwise he would definitely not be able to bear the thought of singing the song that Qi Feng sang to himself in front of so many audiences again.

【Interlude】

Qi Feng: "I love you more and more, every look touches my heart..." ("foreverlove" - ​​Wang Leehom)

Qi Feng: "Think about it, think about it, think about it, want to be with you~~~" ("Think about it" - Leo Ku)

Qi Feng: "I'm going to marry you tomorrow, I'm going to marry you tomorrow..." ("I'm going to marry you tomorrow" - Zhou Huajian)

(Coco! Look at me! Did you hear my heart??)

Ling Ke: "..." Don't listen to Wang Ba's chanting.

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