casual and fun

On Friday afternoon, the highlight of the community carnival came.

The major clubs competed to showcase their activities and community characteristics at their booths and in the public area in front of the rostrum, aiming to retain the elderly and attract newcomers, and by the way, create materials for the activity report to be handed over to the instructor at the end of the month.

As soon as the lunch break was over, Yang Sile hurried to the Minle Building to borrow a desk, and rushed to the playground to find an empty seat.Reluctantly, the favorable terrain was almost divided among the 65 clubs officially stamped yesterday, so he could only survive in the cracks. He barely took root in the corner of the basketball court, and put the roll-up banner beside him to attract the attention of his classmates.

It is thanks to Li Linfan that the posters can be made into roll-up banners and sent to schools in such a short period of time.

In the morning at room 206, we went to the cafeteria for dinner as usual. Du Ruohong peeled the eggs, and mentioned that Yang Sile was going to split the poster into a dozen A4-sized pictures, and go to the humble printing shop in the Academic Affairs Building to print them out before gluing them together. .Without further ado, Li Linfan took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to a familiar off-campus printing shop.

"Where is it so troublesome to use? Yang Sile, send me the file and print format, and I'll ask an outside shop to print it for you. Cash on delivery, no money if you're not satisfied."

Qu Mi blew on the white fungus soup in his hand with lowered eyes, and said with a smile, "As expected of Boss Li, you are very generous."

"That's not true." Li Linfan crossed his hands in front of his chest, showing off happily, "Last semester, our sister-in-law club performed a drama, and we couldn't find an idyllic lolita skirt everywhere. Who saved the scene in the end? Please speak out loudly." his name."

Du Ruohong lowered his head and took a sip of soy milk: "Damn, this egg is so choking."

Qu Mi adjusted his glasses without changing his expression: "Today's tremella soup is also a little weak."

Li Linfan nodded at the two of them in distaste: "Tsk tsk tsk, Yang Sile, listen! Are they talking in human language? Just throw it away when you're done with it, brother. This leaves us in the Northeast, and we will be dragged out to lick electric poles in the cold winter." of!"

Yang Sile swiftly sent him the original documents and printing requirements, put his mobile phone away, put his left hand around the shoulders of this frail northeastern guy, picked up his job bowl with his right hand, and said solemnly: "Brother, I understand you. It's useless to talk too much, it's all in the porridge, do it!"

The issue of the poster was easily resolved. Yang Sile received the finished product during class break and was quite satisfied with the printing effect. He used his meal card to give Li Linfan a big meal at noon.

However, Li Linfan, as a low-level officer in the organization department of the school's youth league committee, was temporarily arrested by the deputy director and made a young man. He had to patrol the playground to maintain the order of the club carnival, and he couldn't come and shout for him.

On Monday, Du Ruohong didn't expect that he would come up with such a whim, so he made an appointment for this afternoon's piano room early, and there was no way to show him the first time.

Not to mention Qu Mi, he had to go to his girlfriend's drama club for a while, take pictures of her to entertain her, and then go to his own history club to have a look.

In the end, only Chen Nan, who had the most leisure time, accepted the invitation and came to the corner of the basketball court with two chalks to guard the stall with Yang Sile.

There is no class this afternoon, except for senior three, all students in the school can arrange their personal time freely, and the playground is overcrowded for a while.

Among the thousands of flowers, a desk borrowed from Minle Building, compared with other formal booths, has already lost in momentum, as shabby as a fortune-telling booth.

Especially the stall owner himself drew a formation on the ground with chalk, squatting and playing "don't step on the white blocks" with others, having a great time.

Chen Nan straightened up and looked at the sea of ​​people in the inner circle of the playground, worried: "Don't we really need to go to the sports equipment room to borrow a loudspeaker to shout something? It's been more than half an hour, but someone came to our place, But no one came up to sign up, so what's the use?"

Yang Sile stared at the irregular matrix combination of solid and hollow on the ground, and raised his hand cautiously.

"Don't worry, the carnival will last until 05:30, it's not yet three o'clock, such an eye-catching poster, anyone who is interested will naturally see it. It's okay if no one is interested, anyway, I tried it, and I won't in the future regret."

The ball of paper barely fell into the hollow square.

He breathed a sigh of relief and reminded Chen Nan: "You should go."

"The problem is," Chen Nan picked a big one from the pile of small paper balls in his palm, and threw it into the matrix, "Brother Yang, you tried it too casually..."

When the paper ball fell to the solid area, Yang Sile's brows were filled with joy, and he cheered, "You stepped on a white piece! An egg!"

Their bet is that whoever "steps" on the white block will treat the other party to eat a boiled egg, accumulating one by one, and the win can offset the loss.Currently Yang Sile is leading by a small margin, so Chen Nan has to treat him to two eggs.

"Hey, Brother Yang, are you listening to me?"

"Listening."

However, Yang Sile's eyes were still locked on the matrix.

"Chen Nan, do you know what Li Linfan taught me last night?"

Chen Nan was shocked, and stared at him: "Fuck...it's so late at night, what are you doing?!"

"What are you thinking?"

Yang Sile calculated the distance and the amount of strength to be used, held his breath to avoid the interference of excess air flow, and waited for the small flying paper ball to touch the previous paper ball and land firmly in the hollow area in the distance before he spoke again.

"Boss Li taught me that I can't sell dog meat on a trick."

Yang Sile put his arms on his knees, grinned and smiled at Chen Nan: "I think the kind of band I formed is very casual in nature, and it's not good to promote it too hard, lest people misunderstand what I'm doing. It is a great event that is good for your studies. What if they join with high ambitions and find out that the band leader turns out to be a salted fish, what should I do if I regret it?"

Chen Nan was really puzzled: "Then why do you form a band? To pass the time?"

Yang Sile was more puzzled than him: "Otherwise, what else would it be for? Going on TV to win awards and college entrance examinations plus a separate tour?"

Chen Nan was stunned.

Although they have been at the same table for more than a month, chatted together, ate melons, snatched meals, practiced and dozed off while covering each other in piano lessons, to this day, he still thinks that he doesn't understand Yang Sile. people.

It is clear that Yang Sile's daily life is almost the same as that of ordinary high school students: morning reading can't wake up, evening self-study is very exciting, he studies very seriously, occasionally distracted, his test results are quite average, but his flute is not bad.Otherwise, you will not be able to enter Qingjiang Yinzhong.

However, the whimsical ideas he had come up from time to time, the series of questions he asked himself, and some things he fiddled with between classes made it difficult for Chen Nan to convince himself that he was just an ordinary freshman in high school.

Damn, super outline question.

"Wait a minute……"

Chen Nan suddenly raised her hand, pointing at Yang Sile ignorantly: "You are the mysterious transfer student." Then pointing to herself, "I am the deskmate of the mysterious transfer student."

"If this is in a novel..."

He suddenly realized!

"Aren't I the kind of tool person who specializes in providing transfer students with information about the new school and helping him capture the heroine?!"

Yang Sile followed his thoughts around, not very convinced: "So I have a male protagonist?"

Chen Nan counted on her fingers and said to him: "The transfer student, good-looking, bad grades, loves to make trouble. Damn, you not only have the male lead buff, but also the male lead debuff!"

He hurriedly put his hands together and faced the sky, and said reverently: "Thank you to the author, you are too fair, and you didn't let this ruthless and ruthless first grader, thank you, thank you. I am willing to be a humble tool person, and selflessly help student Yang Sile to go to life Peak, please give me a happy ending. The requirements are not high, as long as I can be admitted to the Central Conservatory of Music. Amen."

Without further ado, after he finished praying, he immediately threw the ball of paper in his hand, grabbed Yang Sile's arm, and shouted emphatically, "Brother Yang! I've realized it! I have to join your..."

"Your band—"

The voice on Chen Nan's side did not fall, but the voice on the other end of the matrix rose.

"What position are you recruiting?"

Chen Nan was interrupted, and the two looked at the opposite side of the matrix at the same time, from bottom to top.

A pair of lace-up leather shoes that are worth a lot of money at first glance, a pair of straight and slender legs lined by Western-style school uniforms, a hand hanging by the side holding a mobile phone, and a delicate face that looks a bit like a Chinese-European mixed race.

Yang Sile was dumbfounded.

Chen Nan was so frightened that she sat down on the ground.

Seeing that they had different expressions and never answered the question, the visitor frowned in displeasure: "Is the person in charge here?"

"I'm just..." Yang Sile's lips parted slightly, but he still hadn't recovered from the male classmate's beauty.

The handsome male student took his other hand out of his trouser pocket as a courtesy, and asked again: "Is your band still recruiting?"

Yang Sile looked up at him, nodded slowly: "Trick."

"What kind of band? Pop jazz rock or something else?"

"It will be all right."

"You are the person in charge, can't you be sure?"

"I can't form a band by myself..."

"What are the requirements for joining the team?"

"Let's not talk about anything else..." Yang Sile stood up, pointed at his feet embarrassingly, and asked tentatively, "Can you move your feet away first?"

The handsome male student followed his gaze to look at his feet, only to realize that he was standing on a small white square painted with chalk.

"..."

Chen Nan gasped, jumped up and leaned into Yang Sile's ear, and smiled awkwardly: "Forget about the white one, Brother Yang! Do you know who he is?!"

Yang Sile also grinned awkwardly at the male classmate who took half a step back: "Looks like someone in a piano class."

According to his observation over the past month, the piano class is the one who wears this Western-style school uniform most often.

"I guessed it half right." Chen Nan tugged at Yang Sile's school uniform sleeve, turned his face away and lowered his voice, "He is the Xie I told you about—"

"Thank you Shen."

... A humble tool person is not worthy of finishing his lines, Chen Nan recognized himself again.

Yang Sile followed the sudden "Xie Chen" and looked towards the source, just in time to meet Shang Shi Nian's eyes looking at him.

Shi Nian walked over from the edge of the basketball court with a notebook in a black book jacket, and stepped on another white block without leaning to one side.

At least two balls of paper were trampled flat.

Yang Sile couldn't bear it: "Shi—"

Chen Nan took his arm and persuaded in a low voice: "Forget it, brother Yang, it's hard for someone to sign up, forget it."

Shi Nian glanced at the bright red poster for the last time, and his eyes completely stayed on Xie Chen, as if automatically shielding outsiders.

"I just went to your class to look for you, and your deskmate said that you came to the playground to visit the carnival." He asked, "Do you want to join the club this semester?"

Xie Chen turned his head to see him, and sighed impatiently: "Is there a problem?"

Although Xie Chen's shoulders heaved very little and his sigh was barely audible, Shi Nian had good eyesight and naturally noticed it.

On the one hand, he was a little angry at Xie Chen's so-called resistive reaction, and on the other hand, he was quite helpless at his random choice to a certain extent.

"No problem, I'll just ask." He opened the notebook and handed out a few folded papers, "My friend just has the band score you mentioned last time, here it is."

The specific time of "last time" was probably just after the winter vacation.

At that time, Xie Chen didn't know that Chief Shi, who was well-known throughout the grade, was interested in him. He simply thought that his overtures were due to his love for symphony, so he wanted to find a composition student to be his friend.

As a result, after New Year's Eve and the start of this semester, everything changed.He didn't want to accept these papers at all.

"No need, I have taken lessons and can write notes by myself."

"That's right." Shi Nian behaved normally, and put the score back into his notebook lightly, with a decent smile on his eyes, "I thought you were very busy with your majors, and it would be easier to have ready-made ones."

He glanced at Yang Sile's poster again, and when he looked back at Xie Chen, his smile deepened: "Xie Chen, this is a waste of your talent and time."

Yang Sile couldn't help frowning: "Waste?"

There was no need to save face for Shi Nian who demolished his stage on the spot. Yang Sile walked around behind the desk and tore off a blank piece of paper from the draft book he brought to play "Don't step on white pieces".

"Name and class contact information, musical instruments and styles you are good at, and your understanding of the band. If you are interested, please fill in."

Yang Sile stepped between Shi Nian and Xie Chen, facing the latter, deliberately blocking their eyes.

Girls who pretended to go to the carnival together, but were actually waiting to watch real-time gossip gradually gathered around.Shi Nian looked around, realized that he should avoid suspicion, and turned around to leave. Yang Sile turned around and called him back, not giving him this chance.

"Wait, this classmate."

He raised his hand, and took off a signature pen that Shi Nian had clipped on the black book jacket without authorization, and stuffed it into Xie Chen's arms for him to use.

"I'll waste your ink too."

Come on, let's see who is more attractive.

Shi Nian was taken aback for a moment, and looked down at Bai~Wan Xiao! Said that the mark on the pen cap on his clothes quickly returned to normal, just like when he occasionally ran into Yang Sile in school this month, he passed by without seeing it. He greeted Xie Chen: "Xie Chen, I still have something to do, I'm leaving first, see you in the recording studio next week."

Yang Sile's Wuminghuo immediately went to a higher level.

Xie Chen watched Shi Nian go away, took a pen and paper and walked to the poster by himself, leaned over the desk to fill in the information, and asked while filling out, "How many people are there in your band now?"

Yang Sile followed him back to the desk, and said sullenly, "Just you and me."

Xie Chen paused with his pen: "How many times a week do you rehearse?"

Yang Sile replied unhappily: "Look at you, I can do it every day."

Xie Chen: "Where are you rehearsing?"

Yang Sile: "Haina Building, on the playground, at the intersection, my house, your house, the parking lot, the swimming pool, the bathroom...everywhere."

Xie Chen: "Of course I can go anywhere, the key is how to move the drum kit, keyboard and stereo?"

Yang Sile raised his eyebrows: "Your lead singer?"

Xie Chen: "Bass, lead guitar, rhythm guitar, which one do you lack?"

Yang Sile: "They're all missing, can you fill them all in?"

Xie Chen didn't understand what he was angry with and who he was angry with.

"Why do you want to form a band?"

"No reason, I'm full."

"If other people come to ask you and answer the same way, you will not be able to recruit people."

"I think I answered very seriously." Yang Sile supported the table with one hand, and patted Chen Nan's stomach with the other, "Brother Nan, right?"

Chen Nan: "..."

What should the tool man do at this time?What is the self-cultivation of tool people?

Adjust the atmosphere, adjust the atmosphere quickly.

"Student, you don't know the name of our captain, do you? His name is Yang Si Le, the 'Si Le' who is in charge of music. He sounds like someone from a musical family! Let me tell you, he knows many kinds of... ..."

"I know. That Yang Sile who was criticized by the whole school when the school started." Xie Chen interrupted him.

Chen Nan could only continue to smile awkwardly and politely: "You know, haha. If you have other suitable candidates, you can recommend them."

Xie Chen wrote the last item in a few words, and handed the paper to Yang Sile: "If the band can't be formed, my registration will also be cancelled."

"It's easy to say." Yang Sile nodded perfunctorily.

He picked up the paper and read it one by one, mainly to see how the rumored number one in the composition department would understand the "band".

Xie Chen took advantage of him to read the registration form and asked, "If the band has a miscarriage, what are you going to do?"

Yang Sile replied absent-mindedly: "There's nothing to do."

"You have cocoons near the tiger's mouth, playing drums?"

"Ah."

"Did you study in ordinary high school before?"

"Ah."

"Now in the folk music class?"

"Ah."

"Do you like Shi Nian?"

"Ah."

Chen Nan: "!!!"

Xie Shen turned defeat into victory.

Chen Nan pinched Yang Sile's arm before realizing what he just said in passing.He put down the paper and looked at Xie Chen: "Why are you more boring than me?"

Xie Chen stated his reasoning with a natural expression: "Looking at Shi Nian's reaction just now, he probably doesn't know you, which means that you are not friends. You have such a bad attitude towards me, who took the initiative to join, for no reason. I can't think of anything other than a crush on him. reason. If I guess wrong, I can apologize to you."

Chen Nan noticed that there were more and more people gathering around the booth, and only thought that if Shi Nian left later, it would be nice to stay a few minutes longer. Is their grass-roots team afraid that they won't be able to build it?

Yang Sile shrugged without hesitation: "Apologize."

He just couldn't see Shi Nian ignoring him because of another boy he had just met for a semester. What's the difference between seeing sex and forgetting friends?

Of course, venting anger is not good, and he also knows that he will try his best to change it in the future.But now he couldn't smile at Xie Chen's face that Shi Nian had affirmed.

He is less good at hiding and disguising emotions than restraining them.

"Really?" Xie Chen asked again.

"Yes, I'm just stricter about recruiting newcomers."

Chen Nan believes that Yang Sile has a ghost, that's not what he said 10 minutes ago!

Xie Chen was very calm: "That's my presumptuousness."

"It's okay." Yang Sile nodded, his anger was probably suppressed by another piece of good news.

He took a deep breath, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "I announce! From now on, Xie Shen, Class 2018 Composition Class 1, will be a member of our band who doesn't know if it will work, welcome!"

When Shi Nian reminded himself not to waste his energy, Xie Chen didn't have the evidence and stand to question Yang Sile's band. However, at this moment, he also began to suspect that Yang Sile was just a guy who wanted to get people to write club activity reports and get enough lessons points liar.

He confirmed: "...that's it?"

Yang Sile looked down at the crude registration form on the table, and said very seriously: "Our understanding of the band is basically the same—"

At the end of the draft paper, Xie Chen wrote: The band, first the team, then the music.Music plus team, including the whole meaning of the band.

"There is no need to make it too complicated. We have memorized the concept and meaning of music [-] times. The professional ability of this school will definitely not be bad. I am not worried. We can practice together and improve together.”

"It's my goal that our band can play together and cheer for the same thing." Yang Sile knocked on the desk, and finally smiled from the bottom of his heart to Xie Chen, "Dare to think Daring to be scolded together is completely enough for us now."

Standing on the playground where people come and go, Xie Chen stood in this inconspicuous corner and witnessed the corners of Yang Sile's mouth rising a little bit, especially when he said the words "everyone" and "we", his eyes were full of tears. The excitement here is surprisingly sincere.

Therefore, even with him, he cheered up after a long absence, like when he secretly went to see the livehouse for the first time, wishing to be one of them now, immediately, immediately.

is here.He should be here, not in front of the piano, learning twelve tones, modes, chords, music history and composition theory that he is not interested in.

Xie Chen casually leaned on the desk, and followed him with a smile: "Yang Sile, I'm serious, it's a waste of talent for you not to give a speech under the national flag."

Click.

There is no news in the voice: "I'm sorry, sisters! "

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2L: Continue to make up for Xie Yang at the carnival this afternoon [Picture][Picture][Picture]

3L: After reading it, I found the angle very well, the photos are very beautiful, and the host also worked hard. I am quite satisfied, so I decided to stand by Yang Xie.

4L: sheep blood +1

5L: The poster doesn’t cry, I’m knocking against the setting sun just like you.

6L: All rotten girls are boring, and when you open the Xiaonei website, there are two posts on it all about you.

8L: There are so many handsome guys in the first year of senior high school, I hate that I was born a year earlier.

12L: Chief Shiniannn, your wife has run away with someone!

13L: How many times have I said, not Shiniannn herself, you want Shiniannn herself, so what can I do?It's not just to help you Shiniannn, so that Shiniannn knows that his wife has run away with someone.

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Shi Nian finished reading this paragraph sleepily, logged out of his personal account, deleted web page bookmarks, and long-pressed to turn off the phone, all in one go.

Get out, I'll protect you, who the hell will protect me?

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