As a skilled bamboo horse, gradually change to attack

As the college entrance examination is approaching, apart from the exam questions and lectures, the rest are all self-study classes, but self-study classes are all about self-consciousness, and it is completely impossible for these senior high school students to study on their own initiative. Going to supervise the discipline personally, specially dismantled his serious problem.

The classroom was filled with the rustling sound of writing, and even the few students who had been playing games all day were driven by the atmosphere of the college entrance examination, and they all worked hard. Except for the sound of writing, there was almost no other sound.

Jiang Zhou was lying on the podium spinning his pen in boredom, and he was not proficient in spinning. From time to time, he fell on the lecture and made some sounds that did not belong to learning.

He covered his mouth with his gauze-wrapped hand, and yawned lazily. The corners of his eyes were soaked with tears, revealing a little pink. The exercise book he was pressing under his elbow The book is already full of notes, no matter how much you practice, you can't find any flowers.But he is not good at everything, he just thinks that those too difficult questions do not want to do, it is a headache, and it has a bad impact on his already fragile brain cells.

Another reason is that he doesn't want to do it himself, but wants to find someone to talk to him. When talking about the topic, he can bring the distance very close. Even if the other party doesn't want to talk to him, he will still talk about the topic seriously.

Jiang Zhou raised his eyebrows when he thought of this, and deliberately drew more outlines on those difficult problems to show that he had thought about it seriously and didn't deliberately find reasons to disturb others.

After finishing the handwriting and looking at the back of the classroom, his eyes narrowed slightly, his expression faded, and his fingertips pressed the pen body and rolled around on the table.

"Brother An, is Boss Jiang's hand okay? How do you play the piano?" Zuo Yang in the front row had just finished a set of papers, pressed his fingers, and wanted to gossip with Jiang Linan when he was free.

Jiang Lin'an was stunned for a moment, and asked doubtfully, "Is he going to play the piano?"

"Is he not going?" Zuo Yang was also puzzled.

Jiang Lin'an frowned, raised his eyelids and looked at the people on the stage, "Even if the stitches are removed, this injury will still need to be healed, how did it happen?"

After hearing this, Qiu Minglang also turned his head, "But I heard Brother Bai said that Jiang will always play the piano, and he said that when the time comes, it will be almost as good, and he can barely go."

It was true that he was barely able to go, but he would still be hurt and hurt. Although he gritted his teeth and could bear it, Jiang Linan felt a little uncomfortable.I thought Xiaozhou would cancel it by himself, but he didn't go in a daze.

The school's graduation party is held on the Friday one week before the college entrance examination. It is mainly for the senior three students to relax the pressure of the year and go into battle lightly. There are few programs for senior high school students. Jiang Zhou insisted on coming here , like a male peacock, likes to show off.

Now that the graduation party is only a few days away, it would be a bit bad to cancel it now. Thinking of this, he suddenly regretted that he didn't help Xiaozhou deal with this matter at that time, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a dilemma like now.

He should have known about Xiao Zhou's personality long ago. Facing this kind of opportunity, it was hard for him to give up. Even if it hurt, he gritted his teeth and wanted to try it.

There were two light coughs from the podium, and Jiang Zhou knocked on the table with a pen, and said impatiently: "The two in the penultimate row by the door! Yes! Don't look, it's just you two!"

The people in the classroom were attracted to look back.

Zuo Yang and Qiu Minglang looked at each other in blank dismay, neither of them knew what this master on stage was going to do.

"The self-study class is talking nonsense! I turned my head to talk about it. I don't know if the college entrance examination is coming or you are on the main line? Write down the name, and the two sets of physics papers will be handed in at the self-study!" Jiang Zhou raised the corner of his mouth and said. The appearance of a successful trick.

Among the six subjects, physics was the worst, and the two who had difficulty passing both complained, "No, Mr. Jiang, what are you doing! The class is over in only one minute! Why bother! Besides, Brother An also spoke, Why do you just talk about the two of us?"

Jiang Zhou raised his eyebrows, and before the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he said without principle: "He is my boyfriend, who are you?"

Qiu Minglang patted Zuo Yang's shoulder, and comforted him with tears in his eyes: "Stop talking, besides, he is about to go to heaven. Boss Jiang is using us to show our affection, let's admit it."

There is no other way but to confess. It is not easy for the two of them to finish the two sets of physics test papers before the evening self-study. If they are fined, they have to thank the Lord Ron. From another perspective, this is also forced. Watching them work hard, with kind punishment.

Shit kindness, when Zuo Yang heard the bell rang for the end of get out of class and everyone else got up quickly to go to eat, he complained mournfully in his heart.

Today was the day for the stitches to be removed. Originally, Jiang Lin'an would accompany him to the hospital in the afternoon, but at this time, he had other ideas.When Jiang Zhou came down from the podium and was about to ask questions with the materials in his hand, Jiang Linan raised his head and asked, "Are you still going to play the piano?"

Jiang Zhou nodded in a daze, and moved the injured hand, "It feels okay, but there is a little pain, and it will definitely be fine after the thread is removed."

That must have been unfounded.

The two walked out of the classroom side by side, looking at each other from time to time, both hesitating to speak.Classes in the third year of high school should end earlier, the main reason is to allow them to eat earlier and prevent their juniors from competing with them. As a result, the two of them walked slowly, and no one said that they were in a hurry to eat.

In the end, Jiang Zhou couldn't bear it anymore, scratched his hair, and said hesitantly: "Well, in fact, I can remove the stitches by myself today, if I drag you, maybe Lao Dai will say that I took you everywhere Run, drag you down to study."

Jiang Lin'an was a little surprised, after all, Xiaozhou likes to be hypocritical in these things, but this time he took the initiative to say that he doesn't want to be accompanied, which is strange.In fact, he should think about it more, but he had other thoughts in his heart. What he wanted to say before was to let Xiaozhou remove the stitches alone, but because of Xiaozhou's temper, he didn't dare to say it. Now Xiaozhou opened his mouth. Without hesitation, he readily agreed.

The two felt relieved at the same time. If they could think about it carefully, they would both find that something was wrong with the other.

When Xiaozhou boarded the car to the hospital, Jiang Linan quickly booked a seat on his mobile phone. At noon on a weekday, there were not many vehicles on the road, so the car was going fast.He bent the five fingers of his left hand and placed them lightly on the car window. The light penetrated through the skin, and the fingertips of the five fingers turned pink. These hands were not bad, but he felt that they were still too far behind Xiaozhou's.

It's obviously thinner, but it doesn't have the bulging feeling of blood that he likes most. It's just angular, but it can't be called sexy.It may be because of looking at people with a filter, he always feels that every part of his body is not as good-looking as the person he likes.

As the car drove through the fairly clean suburb, a patch of familiar green came into his eyes, and seeing that somewhat abrupt cheap coffee shop from afar, Jiang Linan asked the driver to stop at the door.

There were no conspicuous decorations at the door, Jiang Linan opened the door and went in, unexpectedly there were one or two business people inside, luckily none of them knew him, so there was no unnecessary greeting.

The waiter who I met once was drowsy behind the bar counter, and there was very fresh pure music playing in the room, which had a hypnotic effect, but he vaguely saw Jiang Linan's figure, and he stood up suddenly, Even the chair was almost knocked over.

"Sister-in-law... No, brother, where do you want to sit, or the same seat as last time?"

Jiang Linan nodded, ordered a cup of cappuccino in a low voice, and walked up the stairs gently to avoid disturbing other guests, but there was no one there.

While lying on the soft sofa, he suddenly didn't understand why he came to this place on a whim, and regretted it for a while, but the idea that sprouted in his heart made him think it was very feasible.

If the score above is still simple.

At least based on his intimate knowledge of music, he doesn't think this score is difficult.

When he heard that Xiaozhou didn't cancel the show, the thought that popped into his mind instantly was that the piece that Xiaozhou would play must be this song, which doesn't require long hours of practice, and fits that somewhat flamboyant personality.

The coffee cup was placed on the table, and the waiter followed his gaze to look up, and said with a chuckle, "The song written by the boss is said to be for you, but I haven't heard it yet."

Jiang Linan thanked first, "I've heard of it, it's the one I like."

"That must sound good." The waiter held the tray in his arms, "Will the boss come today? He's going to take the college entrance examination soon, so he should be quite busy."

"He won't come."

The waiter was stunned for a moment, thinking that he didn't expect Jiang Lin'an to come here alone.

He didn't want to go around the bush. After all, he didn't have much time. He wanted to go back to school before Xiao Zhou in the afternoon. "Can you give me a pen and paper? I want to copy this sheet music down."

The waiter hurriedly agreed, and quickly brought up a pen and paper.

The white reliefs are not very clear for people to see, and they have to be carefully identified after taking pictures one by one with a mobile phone.The waiter didn't leave, and even stayed to help copy it. He didn't know Jiang Linan's thoughts very well. I heard that he didn't like playing the piano, and he didn't even like listening to the piano. Now he came here to copy the score. It is very puzzling.

"Don't tell Xiaozhou." Jiang Linan lowered his brows and filled out the stave stroke by stroke.

Although he didn't know what he wanted to do, but people in love were a bit out of their wits. They liked to make little surprises and didn't want to let the other party find out. The waiter smiled and agreed. After all, he had a good relationship with his boss. He could see the deep thinking, and now he was happy to see the relationship between the two of them is so good.

After copying it down, Jiang Linan checked it carefully to confirm that there was nothing wrong.He reckoned that there was enough time, but he was still worried, so he sent a message to Xiao Zhou, asking when he would come back.

Not long after, Miaohui contestant said: "I met an acquaintance and said that I want to have dinner together, brother, don't wait for me."

Jiang Linan didn't think about who the acquaintance was, and even felt a little happy.In order not to waste this hard-earned time, he quickly took a picture of the music score and sent it to Ouyang Ziyu.

- "Brother Ziyu, I want to learn this song, can I come now?"

- "Only learn the left hand."