SAYE

In this school sports meeting, all the classes in the third year of high school except Class 8 seem to have participated, but the lack of participation in Class 8 is not because everyone has to study hard to prepare for the college entrance examination, but because Class 8 has no events to get. down.

The last time basketball can be played like that, it is estimated that it can already enter the history of the fourth high school, the counterattack of the rookie team.

Gu Fei is quite looking forward to the school sports meeting. The three-day school sports meeting will take place on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. He will be able to skip classes to watch the game from this afternoon. There will still be classes in the classroom for self-study in the afternoon and make-up classes on weekends. Ten people are considered a miracle.

All morning, I could hear the progress of various competitions on the school radio, as well as the scripts handed in by each class. They all sounded the same. Gu Fei felt that the scripts he listened to when he was in elementary school were just like this. .

In this autumn season, our No. 100 Middle School ushered in an unknown number of campus games. There were colorful flags flying on the playground, crowded with people, and the atmosphere was warm. Everyone was gearing up to show their talents and win honor for their class. You see, On the [-]-meter track over there...

"Aren't you coming to school this afternoon?" Jiang Cheng asked from the side.

"Well," Gu Fei turned his head, "I'm going to take a group of photos for the next few days, street view, the weather is pretty good these two days, I'll go out for a walk in the afternoon."

"A magazine?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Yes, there's a new shabby magazine. I know an editor who came out of our place. I learned from him when taking pictures before," Gu Fei said in a low voice. The big ones have a lot of money."

"That's pretty good." Jiang Cheng looked happier than him, "What subject matter?"

"The other side of the small industrial city that you can't see is the closed factories and laid-off workers," Gu Fei said, "I feel like it was tailor-made for a steel factory."

"Are you still filming tomorrow," Jiang Cheng said, "I want to follow along."

"Look at me or watch me take pictures?" Gu Fei asked.

"It's up to you, just take a look at the photos." Jiang Cheng smiled, "Keep a low profile."

Gu Fei followed suit with a smile and nodded: "Okay."

Sunday afternoon is the awards gala. In the past two days, Wang Xu must have taken some time to drag Jiang Cheng to rehearsal. Wang Xu is very enthusiastic and persistent when it comes to being in the limelight, especially this time. It is of great help to improve his score in Yi Jingxin.

Gu Fei actually wanted to say that you don't have time to take pictures, but he didn't say it.

He has never brought up this matter with Jiang Cheng. He always feels that once he talks about it, it will involve topics like "Why don't you want to participate" that can't express himself correctly, things his boyfriend said, and things he doesn't want to talk about. Just hold it back by yourself, he can only hold it back first.

Jiang Cheng was not absent for the make-up class on Saturday, but he just looked at the empty seat next to Gu Fei, and he felt a little empty in his heart.

There were actually quite a few vacant seats in the class, and they were all watching the game on the playground downstairs, or sneaked out of the school gate to play together, but even if the seats in the whole class were vacant, Jiang Cheng didn't feel anything, his eyes were on the podium Exchanged back and forth with the position next to me.

Sometimes it's scary to think about it, just not seeing Gu Fei for a day or two, he doesn't feel very used to it, next year after he finishes his college entrance examination, he should be separated after that...

He wasn't afraid of being in a different place, but he was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to see Gu Fei if he turned around.

Probably this is the hypocrisy and panic of first love, especially the beginning of first love.

Gee.

The first love is amazing, turning the old man into a sissy, thinking about her boyfriend all day long.

Where's your boyfriend?

My boyfriend is taking photos. I don’t know if I have thought about composition, light and shadow, and framing in my mind this morning.

The phone vibrated.

Jiang Cheng lowered his head and glanced, the little rabbit was obedient.

- look at the photo

- crap, look

Little Rabbit obediently sent a few photos, Jiang Cheng was stunned after taking a look.

The photo shows a few dilapidated buildings. The broken glass in the sun reflects the light of the stars. There are sundries scattered on the roof of the building. They don’t look dirty, but they feel lonely. That kind of gray picture under the sun , lifeless silence.

Jiang Cheng was deeply impressed here, this is the place where the idiots in the steel factory jumped off the building last time.

And the location where Gu Fei took the photo should be the roof of the building where he was hiding.

- where did you go

- well , look what i found

Little Rabbit obediently sent another photo. On it was Gu Fei's outstretched hand with a walnut in his palm.

Jiang Cheng was a little surprised. It should have been dropped on the roof of the building when he was digging out walnuts. It had been a long time, but he was still able to pick them up.

and……

- you have beautiful hands

-...What is your point, Xueba?

Jiang Cheng himself laughed, looked at the photos for a while, and sent a message.

- How many did you find?

- two , i put them away

- It's all broken, why take this?

-It won't break if you deal with it, you can take it out and have a look when you miss you

Jiang Cheng stared at these words for a long time, and it was only when Old Lu yelled at Wang Xu that his thoughts were shaken back, and he quickly went back to another sentence.

-Look at me when you miss me, what kind of mental journey is looking at walnuts?

- Then take a picture and send it to me for a look, I miss you now

Jiang Cheng hesitated for a moment, and turned on the camera. Although he is a narcissistic top student, he rarely takes a selfie, especially in class. He has never done such a bad thing in his life.

However, there is nothing less to do with Gu Fei, and there is nothing more to do, just turn the camera from the rear to the front, and see the nostrils and trapezoidal face that suddenly appeared on the screen. Almost smashed the phone.

Get scared.

Things like the front camera are the perfect hidden weapon.

After calming down, he put his phone on the table. Although he doesn't take selfies often, he still knows which angle he is more handsome. He is the only one in the last row now, so he doesn't have to worry about being discovered by anyone.

After adjusting the angle to the camera, he clicked the shutter.

Click.

Because Old Lu had just yelled at someone, the few people left in the classroom were quieter than usual, and this click was like thunder in Jiang Cheng's own ears.

Rumble rumble!

Buzz buzz buzz!

Although it shouldn't be too loud to the ears of other students, when the sound rang out, several people turned their heads.

Jiang Cheng quickly pressed the phone on the table, and looked ahead indifferently.

Zhou Jing turned his head at this moment: "Jiang Cheng, hey, Jiang Cheng, you..."

Jiang Cheng felt that he really shouldn't have ignored Zhou Jing. As a front desk, he was still a boring front desk. If Zhou Jing didn't turn around and ask, he wouldn't be Zhou Jing anymore.

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng picked up the English book and patted it on him: "Shut up."

"Me!" Zhou Jing was stunned, with a shocked expression on his face.

"Zhou Jing!" Lao Lu roared, "What are you doing! Learn from Xueba, right? Give you a round of applause! Come on! How about you get up and stand next to Jiang Cheng and stand up and learn!"

Zhou Jing quickly turned around and lay down on the table, and began to write vigorously.

- Treasure this hard-won photo

Jiang Cheng didn't even bother to take a closer look at what this selfie looked like, so he sent it directly to Gu Fei, then reached into Gu Fei's desk bucket, touched a piece of chocolate, and threw it forward on Zhou Jing's desk.

-Brother Cheng, you can only pat yourself on the back at your level, and you can't hold back anyone else's face

- sycophant

Gu Fei paused for a while before sending another photo.

Jiang Cheng glanced at it and quickly saved the photo into a folder called "Gu Feifei" in his phone.

This is a silhouette against the light. Although the expression of Gu Fei's side face cannot be seen clearly, Gu Fei's straight nose bridge, slightly parted lips, beautiful chin, and the spread between the lips are in the backlight. A little halo...

Comparing his selfie with Gu Fei's selfie, it looks like a seller's show, and he can't look directly at it.

Of course, Gu Fei used a DSLR after all.

At noon, Gu Fei was still taking pictures, and sent a message to report the itinerary. Jiang Cheng saw his plan, and it would be good if the dinner was over.

But he couldn't eat with Gu Fei at noon, Wang Xu stepped on the bell and rushed to his side: "Let's go, let's go, I've been sitting all morning just to practice with you for two hours at noon."

"Isn't it to see Yi Jing?" Jiang Cheng stacked the books and stood up.

The books and materials on the desk had already been piled up to Gu Fei's side. Not to mention the whole class, even the entire senior year, there were no more than twenty people with desks piled up like this.

Before, Pan Zhi posted a group of photos in Moments, lamenting his miserable life as an accompanying student in the third year of high school. The piles of books and materials on the desks in the classroom that buried everyone made Jiang Cheng feel nervous.

Looking at the classroom of Class 8, his desk is particularly eye-catching. If you don't know, it is estimated that the books of the whole class are piled up on his desk.

"This is my last chance," Wang Xu looked at him, "You probably won't be able to understand how I feel, as a schoolmaster and handsome guy like you."

"Let's go," Jiang Cheng said, "Hurry up, I still have to read in the afternoon."

"I didn't say that, Jiang Cheng," Wang Xu followed him out of the classroom, "Are you going to fight like this until the college entrance examination? There's still more than half a year left, I'm sure I'll collapse."

"So you're not me." Jiang Cheng glanced at him.

There is no problem with the tune anymore. Wang Xu has devoted his entire life to this event for the limelight, and has been able to coordinate with Jiang Cheng accurately. He even added plays to himself. In addition to the chords Jiang Cheng gave him, he also added There was an interlude.

"Don't be nervous tomorrow," Wang Xu said, "If you get nervous, you will make mistakes. If you can't find a place to enter when I play this passage tomorrow, I will give you a look."

"No need," Jiang Cheng sighed, "I don't need to listen to know when to enter."

"Blow it." Wang Xu looked disdainful.

"Don't be stubborn with me," Jiang Cheng glanced at him, "Just be convinced."

"Damn," Wang Xu didn't know what to say after leaning on the strings a few times, raised his eyes again, and said excitedly, "Hey, let Gu Fei bring his high-end camera to me tomorrow." Can you take some photos?"

"Huh?" Jiang Cheng was taken aback.

Wang Xu didn't say it, he didn't think of it at all, but... Gu Fei didn't want to participate, did he participate by himself, or did he cooperate with others and let Gu Fei take pictures?

Although he felt that it was because of Gu Fei's refusal to come, but if he wanted to ask Gu Fei to take a picture, he really couldn't do it.

"Will someone take pictures at the school?" Jiang Cheng said, "Old Xu is so excited, he probably has to take pictures too."

"How can the school's camera compare with his?" Wang Xu said, "His camera was just bought to pretend to be aggressive, and I haven't seen him shoot anything at ordinary times. Such a good opportunity, I also use the camera." .”

"...Let's talk about it," Jiang Cheng thought for a while, "For this kind of performance, the dynamic is more interesting than the static one. The combination of music and performance can reflect the feeling. Your main opportunity for performance is not the photo, but the scene."

"Ah, is that so?" Wang Xu was a little at a loss.

"Yi Jing is sitting next to the stage," Jiang Cheng said, "Do you think she will show you some photos of you later? You can see but not hear. Isn't it more important that she is watching you at the scene?"

"Ah yes! She's just sitting down and watching!" Wang Xu patted his thigh, "Fuck! She's just watching from below!"

"...You haven't thought about this all this time, have you?" Jiang Cheng felt that he would probably hear an echo when he reached out and knocked on Wang Xu's head a few times.

"I've always known, but when I said that suddenly," Wang Xu rubbed his legs again, "I'm a little nervous, no, a little excited."

"Practice again, I should read a book." Jiang Cheng sighed.

There is no regular class scheduled for the afternoon, it is all self-study, the teacher is sitting on the podium, waiting for people to ask questions, but usually only Yi Jing and one or two people will go up to ask questions, the teacher is as lonely as snow.

Jiang Cheng also went up to ask a few times, but today he didn't ask, and just recited on the table.

Half of the brain is memorizing, and the other half is thinking about it.

Yi Jing would watch Wang Xu's performance in the audience, which seemed to be for the limelight but was actually just for her to see. It was very romantic.

Gu Fei will also sit under the stage, although he will not participate, but he will still come to see.

It's just that he can't guess what kind of expression and mood Gu Fei will sit there.

He has done nothing like this.

Gu Fei should have never experienced such a thing.

It's a memory, that year I played your song, and you were my audience that year.

"Your program is scheduled for the third one," Old Xu showed Jiang Cheng the program list, "The program for the third year of high school is scheduled first, don't be nervous, perform well in a while!"

"Mm." Jiang Cheng glanced at the program list. The first two programs were a chorus and a solo.

In an hour, the school auditorium was already set up, and the students of each class began to enter the hall in order.

Sitting in the classroom, Jiang Cheng took a look at Wang Xu who was sitting across from him. Those who had a show did not need to enter the arena with the audience. They all stood outside the auditorium and waited backstage when it was almost their turn.

"Should we pass after they enter the arena?" Wang Xu asked.

"Yes." Jiang Cheng nodded.

"How about my clothes?" Wang Xu tugged on his T-shirt, and a big silver hot dragon could blind Jiang Cheng's eyes.

"En." Jiang Cheng nodded. He didn't agree to wear the same style as Wang Xu. He only wore his usual clothes, a white T-shirt and jeans. Wang Xu still hated it for a long time, feeling that he was dressed too unfashionably.

"Do you want to put on some makeup?" Wang Xu asked suddenly, "Will the lights on the stage turn on later, will it make me look bad?"

"Get lost." Jiang Cheng replied simply.

The phone rang, and he glanced down.

- I'm in the auditorium, who's your first?

-The third

After returning the message to Gu Fei, Jiang Cheng stood up and jumped briskly: "Let's go, Captain."

The auditorium was already full of students, music was playing from the loudspeaker, and the fourth middle school was not good at doing these things, but they were pretty good at doing these things. Jiang Cheng also saw someone trying to catch up on the stage.

"I'm nervous." Wang Xu said.

"Don't be nervous once you're on stage." Jiang Cheng walked to the entrance of the auditorium and looked inside. Without taking a second look, he saw Gu Fei who was sitting in the third row of the auditorium closest to the entrance.

Gu Fei also saw him, and licked the corner of his mouth in his direction.

Jiang Cheng retreated to the outside of the auditorium, and as soon as he turned around, people from the school news agency took continuous shots of his face.

Then a few girls next to him who were also waiting to go on stage took a video of him with their mobile phones, and he had to go around behind Wang Xu.

When the first show started, Jiang Cheng and Wang Xu entered the auditorium.

"Hey, fuck, there are so many people." Wang Xu whispered.

Jiang Cheng glanced over to the auditorium, seeing that there was a large area covered in darkness. When he was looking at Gu Fei at the door, he didn't notice that there were so many people inside. Now that he glanced over, he felt a little pressure.

He hurriedly looked over to Gu Fei's position again. Gu Fei was pointing his phone at him. He was probably recording a video. Jiang Cheng was a little disappointed that this guy didn't bring a DSLR to take pictures, but he found out right away. , Gu Fei's DSLR was in the hands of Yi Jing who was sitting next to him.

Yi Jing was patting on their side very seriously.

Jiang Cheng smiled.

Gu Fei gave him a thumbs up.

There were a lot of people in the backstage, and Old Xu was also there, talking to the teacher in charge of the sound system. Jiang Cheng felt that this time, Old Xu had put his heart and soul into it. The big characters on the Fourth Middle School Gala or whatever on the stage were written by Old Xu. , and now he is busy with various tasks in the background.

"President Xu!" As soon as Wang Xu saw Lao Xu, he rushed towards him like a relative, "I'm nervous."

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous," Lao Xu patted him, "I have listened to your rehearsal many times, there is no problem at all, it is perfect, just follow the usual rehearsal!"

Jiang Cheng wasn't very nervous at first, but Wang Xu kept emphasizing it back and forth, which made him a little nervous. He subconsciously fumbled in his pocket to get a cigarette, but luckily there was nothing in his pocket.

"How is it?" Lao Lu appeared out of nowhere, with a staff sign hanging around his neck, "Are you the third one?"

"Yes." Jiang Cheng nodded. A school's broken performance actually has a job card?Lao Lu was still hanging on so politely... He suddenly felt like laughing, and immediately became less nervous.

"Our school has never played the piano before," Lao Lu said, "Jiang Cheng is the first one."

"Then there is no guitar." Wang Xu was a little unconvinced beside him.

"Yes, quite a few," Lao Lu said, and after thinking for a while, he patted Wang Xu's shoulder again, "But the piano and guitar, for the first time."

Wang Xu smiled with satisfaction.

"Just now I saw that Yi Jing took a SLR, why did she only take pictures in the auditorium with such a good camera?" Lao Lu was a little dissatisfied, "I will ask her to go on stage to take pictures for you when you are on stage."

"Good! Good!" Wang Xu suddenly laughed like a flower.

After the first chorus was sung, the two gorgeous hosts went up and told a joke that was not funny at all, and then reported that the next show would be a solo.

There was applause and screams from below, and only then did Jiang Cheng realize that the one who went up to sing was the wild boar head.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the applause and screams from below started again. Jiang Cheng sighed. Even at this level, he can have such an effect. After a while, he will go up with Wang Xu... Tsk tsk.

"Jiang Cheng in your class is the piano?" A teacher was chatting with Lao Xu next to him.

"Yes," Old Xu happily replied, "Wang Xu plays the guitar."

"Not bad, Jiang Cheng still composes music?" The teacher looked at the program list.

"Yes," Old Xu's smile was no smaller than that of Wang Xu, and he said to the teacher in a low voice, "The song was written by our class Gu Fei."

"Oh?" The teacher was a little surprised, "It's not easy for children nowadays."

Jiang Cheng frowned and glanced at Old Xu, but he and that teacher had already talked about other things, so Jiang Cheng didn't say anything more.

"Hey Jiang Cheng," the hostess who was standing next to her and touching up her makeup in the small mirror called him, and said with a smile, "I thought you would be on the show with Gu Fei this time."

"When did Gu Fei participate in these things?" Wang Xu answered, "No one can tell."

"Hey, I really want to hear him sing a song or something." The hostess looked regretful, she was probably Gu Fei's fan girl from another class, Jiang Cheng couldn't recognize who it was because the make-up was too heavy.

Even if the makeup is not too heavy, he can't recognize them. He still hasn't recognized all the people in Class 8.

Applause came from the audience again, and the singing of Wild Boar Head was over.

"You guys are ready," the hostess reminded the two of them as she walked towards the entrance of the stage, holding up her skirts, "Come on, Jiang Cheng!"

"What about me?" Wang Xu asked.

The hostess ignored him and walked directly onto the stage.

"Damn?" Wang Xu was a little upset.

"Come on," Jiang Cheng patted Wang Xu's arm, and raised his chin to the side, "Yi Jing is here."

When Wang Xu turned his head, he saw Yi Jing with a camera coming in from the backstage door, and immediately jumped on the spot: "Jiang Cheng, don't hold me back for a while."

"Okay." Jiang Cheng smiled.

The hostess on the stage said a few nonsense words and began to announce the program: "The next one is a very special program. Our school has never had such a performance before. The combination of piano and guitar, do you want to hear what it is? How does it feel?"

Jiang Cheng sighed, and wanted to tell her that piano and guitar belonged to the regular collocation of bad streets.

The applause and cheers from the audience were obviously much more enthusiastic than when Wild Boar Head came on stage, which still made Jiang Cheng quite comfortable.

"Then let us enjoy it together. The program "Saying the Wild" from Class 8, piano performance, arrangement, Jiang Cheng, guitar performance, Wang Xu..."

Jiang Cheng closed his eyes and collected himself.

In the endless applause and whistles, the hostess added another sentence: "Composer, Gu Fei."

There was a little silence in the auditorium at first, and then there was a burst of crazy applause and screams that almost knocked off the roof.

Jiang Cheng opened his eyes suddenly, and after a second of stunned, he grabbed the playlist on the table next to him.

Arranger, piano performance: Jiang Cheng

Guitar: Wang Xu

There is no third line.

"What's going on!" Jiang Cheng turned his head to stare at Old Xu, and asked in a suppressed voice.

Old Xu was also stunned: "I don't know."

"Jiang Cheng," Wang Xu gave him a hand, "he's on stage."

Jiang Cheng didn't know what kind of mood he was in right now, seeing the smile on her face when he passed by the hostess, Jiang Cheng had the urge to hit a girl for the first time.

He didn't know the reason for Gu Fei's refusal to participate in this show, but Gu Fei shouldn't have any objection if he played his own music, but now he suddenly added the composer Gu Fei...

The uncertainty and uneasiness in his heart made his hands feel cold. He didn't know how Gu Fei would react to such a thing.

When he walked behind Wang Xu to the stage, he no longer cared about how enthusiastic the audience was, he just quickly glanced at the seat where Gu Fei was sitting.

Then he sank down suddenly.

The seat was empty, and Gu Fei left.