can you be more reserved

Sleeping too soundly will inevitably lead to being late for class the next day. Fortunately, the classroom where the first class is located is relatively close to the dormitory. Ye Hui ran over and just stepped on the bell to enter. Zhang didn't know what it was, so he had to take it out to see what it was after class.

"Third, what are you looking at?"

As soon as Ye Hui took out the leaflet, Cheng Chengyi stretched his head towards him, and the words "Christmas Lawn Concert" were exaggeratedly printed on the paper, which could be seen at a glance.

"The lawn concert?" Cheng Cheng nodded, and said to himself, "It seems that the publicity is not so fast in previous years. There is still one month until Christmas. Is the Ministry of Literature and Art in a hurry?"

Seeing Cheng Chengyi, Ye Hui almost didn't think the words "nosy" on his forehead, curled his lips and said, "Why do you care about other people, you want to participate? These are all for you, no thanks .”

Cheng Chengyi looked at the few leaflets in his hand, and then at Ye Hui who was walking in front. He chased after him and said in an annoying way, "Don't you join the third party? Are you popular on the Internet if you don't sing?"

Because Ye Hui prepared a microphone to cover songs in the dormitory, the people in the dormitory also knew a little about his cover songs on the Internet and had fans, and unanimously pushed him out when talent shows were needed. For this, Ye Hui felt deeply Crashed, let me sing a song, why do you think that I am proficient in everything, why? ? !

"I'm not interested." Ye Hui said as he quickened his pace, wanting to stay away from this idiot.

"Wait for me." Cheng Chengyi also quickened his pace and grabbed Ye Hui's shoulder, "There is a prize for this, you can sing it and I'll see for sure."

"Oh my God, please use your brain." Ye Hui really wanted to open Cheng Chengyi's head to see if it was full of paste, "It's not my turn if there are prizes, you treat those music students like you Is it just to watch??"

"No, third child, he has a professional group and a non-professional group." Cheng Chengyi didn't give up.

Ye Hui still shook his head, "No."

"And the final result was voted by the students, I think it can..."

"Don't go."

In fact, if it was an ordinary lawn concert, Ye Hui would nod and agree, but he just saw clearly that the theme written on the flyer was——Rock Night.

Shaking eyes hurt.

But Ye Hui never dreamed that he would be forced to sign up in the end, as if God wanted to play tricks on him because of his reluctance.

On the night when the registration results came out, Ye Hui was preparing a new song. He felt that if he didn't release a new song, he might have to send a piece of milk. Every time he posted a post, he could feel deep resentment.

Adjusting the position of the microphone, Ye Hui took a sip of water, clicked on the accompaniment, found the rhythm, just opened his mouth before he could make a sound, an arm stretched out at lightning speed and strangled his ear The neck was pulled back, and it was still hanging there in one breath.

Just when Ye Hui thought he would be the first person to be choked to death, his arms loosened, and Cheng Chengyi's excited voice sounded next to his ear, "My third child, you don't like being upright. You secretly signed up behind my back, aren't you embarrassed?"

Ye Hui turned a corner without yelling angrily, and his heart went "thud", "What application?"

"The lawn concert." The more Cheng Chengyi said, the more excited he became, "It's a good thing, hahaha we will cheer for you that day..."

Ye Hui felt that his mind was stuck, and asked again, "What application?"

"Christmas lawn concert." Cheng Chengyi didn't feel Ye Hui's strangeness, "It's the flyer that day..."

Taking a deep breath to suppress the desire to flip the table in his heart, Ye Hui interrupted Cheng Chengyi, "I/he/mother didn't sign up."

"No?" Cheng Chengyi was taken aback, "I read it on the school's official account, it's your name, and the class is right."

"Impossible." Ye Hui had just finished speaking when the phone rang.

"Hi, hello....Well, do you know...sign up?...Why?...OK, I see..."

Ye Hui, who hung up the phone, sat back on the chair with an unfriendly expression. Even Cheng Chengyi, who was usually unresponsive, felt the atmosphere of the mountain and the rain was about to come, shaking the non-existent goosebumps, "The third child ?”

"Boss, you are so active in this matter." Ye Hui put his hand on Cheng Chengyi's shoulder, "Now I have an opportunity for you to show off, why don't you think about it?"

Cheng Chengyi immediately jumped out of Ye Hui's reach. Seeing Ye Hui staring at him maliciously, his scalp tingled, "Third brother, I won't bring you to harm my brothers like this!"

"Blessings and hardships are shared."

Seeing Cheng Cheng shaking like a sieve, Ye Hui recalled that when they sang K for the first time in their dormitory, he didn't have a performance like a soul singer, and his mood improved a little, so he decided not to tease him anymore. .

Thinking of the phone call from my junior sister just now, I felt my brain hurt for a while.

Because this lawn concert with the theme of rock and roll, there was a lot of controversy in the student union. If this theme was really chosen, the number of participants would be greatly reduced. In the end, I don’t know why it was retained despite all the opinions. But in order to avoid the embarrassing situation where no one signed up, the Ministry of Literature and Art forced each department to send one person to participate.

It was Ye Hui who was shot while lying down. He really didn’t remember that he had agreed to attend the concert before. He only remembered that it was mentioned in a regular department meeting one day. Everyone was very high and said that they would definitely go to the concert in their lifetime. If he participated once, he naturally nodded in agreement.

How did he become all alone in the blink of an eye? ? ?

There was tiredness in his eyes.

The smile reveals that Mom sells batches.

It describes Ye Hui's current state.

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Come have a little cookie haha~

【Cookies】

Ye Hui recently saw a meme on Weibo, and thought it was very funny. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find a suitable candidate for the application. Cheng Chengyi couldn't do it. Maybe this fellow broke through the human brain and thought of where to go, and junior sister couldn't do it either. , Misunderstanding at that time will be very bad, all kinds of rascals opened WeChat, and saw the big god shakily placed on the top seat, their eyes lit up instantly.

- God!How many corners did you draw for the stars?

- Draw them all.

As soon as Ye Hui received this sentence, the master sent a picture, which should have been drawn casually just now, with stars in several corners, strangely co-existing on a piece of white paper.

Although Dashen Hui's bull's head was wrong, Ye Hui still bit the bullet and continued to ask.

- God, do you want to see a four-pointed star?

- you draw?

- Just answer if I think or not. Hurry up.

-I miss you.

He froze for a moment, and then four-pointed stars fell down on the screen, continuously.

It was obvious that he wanted to seduce people, but now he was reversed, but looking at the four words on the screen, Ye Hui's heart beat as if it was going to explode, and even his typing hands trembled slightly.

- God, you don't follow the routine

-kindness?What is the routine like?

- Anyway. . .God, you stole my lines!

Ye Hui suppressed the throbbing in his heart, carried out his "bandit" character, and unreasonably wrote "I miss you" one after another.For a moment the screen was filled with four-pointed stars, and the phone vibrated. Ye Hui had to wait until the stars were all set before he could see what the great god had said.

is a voice.

"Got it. I miss you too."

Gentle, let a person fall.

Ye Hui slowly curled himself up on the chair, buried his head between his knees, and tried to lower the temperature of the tips of his ears with his cold hands, but it didn't seem to work, his heart seemed to rebel and was out of control.

All he could think of were these few words.

It’s over.

It’s over.

It’s over.

Ye Hui, you are finished.