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"How do you write it?" He Zhao asked Yi Shi.

"You write the lyrics first, then I compose the music." Yi Shi said.

"What are you writing?" He Zhao was at a loss.

The cultural and entertainment committee member resolved a concern, and laughed until his dimples showed: "It's a feast of youth, just watch and write."

In the evening, He Zhao sat at the desk and bit the tip of his pen at the blank paper, while Yi Shi was beside him revising the English script of "The Peacock Flies Southeast", reminding him: "Don't bite, is it dirty?"

"I don't want to write about the feast of youth, I want to write for you." He Zhao stepped on the computer chair and moved closer to Yi Shi. Yi Shi seemed to know what he was thinking, and turned his head to kiss him.

But as soon as the kiss was over, he calmly reminded: "It is stipulated that singing love songs is not allowed."

"Who said I want to write a love song for you." He Zhao turned the pen.

He Zhao buried his head, wrote his lyrics, and revised them until three o'clock in the morning.Yi Shi didn't say it clearly, and just kept doing his own thing by the side, and He Zhao knew that he was accompanying him.

Putting down the pen, He Zhao stood behind Yi Shi and put his arms around him. Yi Shi pulled him in front of him and let him sit on his lap: "Finished?"

"It's finished." He Zhao kissed him, so sleepy that his eyelids were about to fight.

"Go to sleep." Yi Shi picked him up and walked to the bed.

"Why are you so strong? Don't drop me." He Zhao hurriedly hugged him tightly.

"If you don't move around, you won't." Yi Shi said.

"Good night." He Zhao was really exhausted, so he squinted his eyes and kissed the corner of his mouth indiscriminately.

"Good night." Yi Shi said.

He Zhao was only responsible for writing the lyrics, and handed it over to Yi Shi after writing. After a few days, Yi Shi was busy with the English drama and handed over the lyrics and the composed song to Lao Zhou.He Zhao couldn't understand the score, but Lao Zhou seemed very satisfied.

After several revisions, the song was finally set to be a chorus, and the whole class participated.

He Zhao coaxed Yi Shi to sing to him several times, but without success.It was not until the first rehearsal that He Zhao heard the melody of this song.

It's a feeling that is hard to describe. Yi Shi fully integrated the emotions and thoughts he wanted to express into the song and expressed it.

In the self-study class in the afternoon, Lao Zhou pulled the whole class out to rehearse.

The music teacher discussed with Lao Zhou: "The show in your class is great. Is there anyone who can play an instrument? If you can play a solo at the beginning, this performance will be more perfect."

Old Zhou raised his voice and asked, "Did you hear that? Does any of you know how to play musical instruments?"

No one said anything, and after waiting for a while, Yi Shi suddenly said, "I can play the violin."

I don't know who whispered "Wow", and whispered: "Isn't it amazing?"

"You know how to play the violin? You stay here later, let's talk about it." The music teacher is a very young female teacher, and she speaks very frankly.

Lao Zhou was inexplicably proud: "He is Yi Shi, who composed and arranged this song."

The music teacher said with emotion: "The children nowadays are really amazing."

"You want to play the violin?" He Zhao asked in a low voice, "What about your hands?"

"You can play for a short period, but you can't play for a long time." Yi Shi paused and said in a low voice, "Isn't this the song you wrote for me?"

Therefore, I want this song and this program to have a more complete and perfect performance.

They will perform this song together in a grand and lively place where everyone is watching.

Only they know that this feast of youth, they sing to each other.

This is a secret that only the two of them know.

During the two-month cultural festival, Yi Shi was quite busy, cooperating with Zuo Rui, Luo Hao and the others to rehearse English dramas, and was appointed by Lao Zhou as the general director of the chorus performance.

He Zhao is an idler, and accompanied Yi Shi in the practice room to watch Luo Hao's rehearsal of "The Peacock Flies to the Southeast". Yi Shi was very serious in everything he did, meticulously correcting the pronunciation of their words and reminding them of their lines.He Zhao was interested in watching it a few times before, but lost interest after too many times, and just sat next to him and played mobile games, and only tried to smooth things over when Mr. Yi Shi, who was serious but not patient enough, was impatient and wanted to teach others.

The Ivy Cup set up one first prize, two second prizes, and three third prizes. In the end, "Peacock Flies to the Southeast" won the second prize and the Best Creative Award, which is not bad.

With the end of the Ivy Cup and singer contest, the campus cultural festival is coming to an end.

Lao Zhou attaches great importance to the performance of the chorus. He is always very active in campus activities, constantly supervising rehearsals, and also contacted the clothing, although it is just a uniform white shirt.

The days passed day by day, and the countdown to the college entrance examination changed day by day. In the evening, only 30 days away from the college entrance examination, the closing ceremony of the cultural performance and campus cultural festival was held in the auditorium.The freshmen and sophomores who were about to make a move entered the arena early, and the students of the third year also stepped into the auditorium stepping on time.

The program of Class 3, Grade [-] was ranked third from the bottom of the program list of the whole party. They were the only ones in the audience who did not wear school uniforms, and their uniform white shirts were particularly eye-catching.

After class in the afternoon, everyone rushed to the auditorium for rehearsal, taking seats, changing clothes, and putting on makeup. There was no time for dinner at all. After sitting down, there were all the rustling sounds of plastic bags rubbing and gnawing bread.

After a while, Yi Shi, who went to the toilet, came back with a paper bag in his hand, sat down in the empty seat next to He Zhao, and conveniently put the paper bag on He Zhao's lap.

He Zhao: "Go to the bathroom and bring me a gift?"

Liu Xiaoyun who was sitting behind him heard it: "Is it disgusting?"

He Zhao opened the paper bag, and it turned out to be a hamburger.

"Such a disgusting thing, do you want to eat it? Sister Xiaoyun?" He Zhao raised his eyebrows at Liu Xiaoyun.

"Of course." Liu Xiaoyun snatched it.

"Did you order takeaway? Didn't you go to the toilet, you went to the school gate?" He Zhao asked Yi Shi.

Yi Shi only said one word: "Yes."

Luo Hao heard the sound, and before he could speak, He Zhao took out a hamburger for him, and fed him a few more.Yi Shi knew that he would do this, so he bought a bag full, and He Zhao didn't count how many, but it was enough for him to distribute.

"Brother Zhao, do you still have burgers?" Someone shouted from behind.

"No more." He Zhao gnawed on the hamburger in his hand, and replied vaguely, leaving the last one for Yi Shi.

After He Zhao finished eating the hamburger, he leaned into Yi Shi's ear and said, "It's so far from the school gate, my boyfriend treats me really well."

Before Yi Shi could speak, He Daxian called He Zhao in a low voice from behind: "Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao, do you want to eat seaweed biscuits? Where's Brother Yi?"

He Zhao didn't turn his head back, but waved his hands to the back.

Xu Mengfan and Zhang Xiaoman were sitting in front of them. When Xu Mengfan heard He Zhao's name and turned around, he happened to see He Zhao, and his eyes lit up: "He Zhao?"

Zhang Xiaoman also turned around: "Oh, you two actually sit behind us."

He Zhao smiled and said, "Don't make it so that we haven't seen each other in 800 years, didn't we meet at the office door yesterday?"

"I heard that your program is very good." Xu Mengfan said.

"Hey, hey, all classes are quiet, the show will start soon, everyone, be quiet, which class is that over there? What's the noise? The student union, the students in the student union are in charge of discipline." The dean held the microphone to control the scene.

Xu Mengfan and Zhang Xiaoman quickly turned back.

The lights in the auditorium dimmed, and He Zhao bowed to block the light from his cell phone, and sent a message to Zhang Jiangyang: "Our class will perform later, be sure to record it for me."

Zhang Jiangyang's message returned very quickly: Got it, you've said it five times

The program list came from behind for the classmates to browse each other. He Zhao didn't read it and gave it to Yi Shi who was next door. By the way, he touched Yi Shi's hand quietly in the dim light, and Yi Shi grabbed his hand.

But the lights in the auditorium were only dim, and it wasn't completely invisible. They didn't dare to make too much publicity, and they only let go after a while.

The show wasn't really interesting, He Zhao watched casually, his knee touching Yi Shi's from time to time.Halfway through the performance, Lao Zhou suddenly appeared from nowhere and motioned for them to go out quietly through the back door and sneak to the backstage to wait.

He Zhao originally thought it would be a long time before they could arrive, but he didn't expect to line up in the backstage, frolicking and waiting for a while, and it was their turn.

"Next is the program from Class 3, Grade 3. It is an original song "For You". Violin performance, composition, and arrangement: Yi Shi, lyrics: He Zhao, performers: all students in Class [-], Grade [-]. They said, this The song will be given to senior three senior brothers and sisters, to teachers, to classmates, to everyone who accompanied us through the three years of high school, and the most important you."

After the performance of the previous show, the curtain was closed, and they quickly and quietly lined up the queue for the chorus.

After the host finished speaking, the lights on the stage went out, and the curtain slowly opened.

He Zhao raised his head and looked at his most important "you" wearing a white shirt, standing in the vertical light beam, playing the violin, and slowly playing a long melody.

From He Zhao's perspective, only Yi Shi's profile could be seen, and the dazzling and intense light cast on him, like a phantom floating on his body.Yi Shi is tall and tall, with clear edges and corners. Standing in the center of light and shadow, he stretches naturally and easily.

He never doubted that Yi Shi was his personal jewel and also the brightest star in the center of the galaxy.

Following the melody of the violin, He Zhao thought of a lot of things, but he didn't seem to think about anything. All the evening breeze and all the romance in his heart seemed to be interpreted most clearly.

When the melody fell, He Zhao blinked and sang in unison:

"From early morning to evening, it's just a few class time

From autumn to summer, but in the blink of an eye

It's too late to say goodbye to the long three years

Suddenly graduated from a day of crying and laughing

Will there be a day when I miss the endless exam papers?

Will there be a day when I recall the thoughts of the teachers?

Play around in the adult world

Return to the dream yesterday

Young smiling faces of basketball classmates on blackboard with formula playground

Forgotten homework Flying school uniform Parents are familiar with the annoyance

nothing has changed

You and I ran through time, embellishing this youthful picture

nothing has changed

I enjoy tomorrow with you, I don't know how far the future is

Will one day meet a boy riding a bicycle

Will one day blur the photos in my memory

walk through the adult world

I can't go back to the memory of yesterday

The fallen leaves at the intersection, the hurried footsteps, the occasional insomnia in the middle of the night

A rehearsal of a busy working suit and a smile habit

one day suddenly miss

Your my time, Sangtian, who witnessed my mature transformation

one day suddenly miss

My time with you is fleeting, who will accompany the 17-year-old stranding

Sweat, tears, soda in the canteen, you can't forget the taste of growing up

Xuehai book sea is too vast a sea of ​​people, who meets who on the street

Hee hee ha ha endless topics

The endless separation in a hurry

Graduation and adulthood go hand in hand

Where will the future and tomorrow drift away

No matter what, I will always think of you who are so young

Even if time erases names, walking side by side is you and me"

After the last tone fell, everyone chanted "Will one day..." be repeated neatly, slowly turning into harmony, and then gradually lowered.

All the music came to an abrupt end, like a lively firework show coming to silence, and Yi Shi's last solo came to He Zhao's ears——

"The soda in the sweat shop can never forget the taste of growing up

Xuehai book sea is too vast a sea of ​​people, who meets who on the street

Hee hee ha ha endless topics

The endless separation in a hurry

Graduation and adulthood go hand in hand

Where will the future and tomorrow drift away

No matter what, I will always think of you when you were so young

Even if time erases names, walking side by side is you and me"

The singing voice is deep and quiet, without too many strong emotions, as if it comes from the ancient universe, from the future with mountains and rivers.

After a few seconds of silence, deafening cheers and applause erupted from the audience. Amid the continuous noise, the lights on the stage dimmed and the curtain slowly closed again.

At the end of the performance, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and pushed and shoved off the stage.

He Zhao walked in front, and couldn't help but turn his head to look for Yi Shi. With just one glance, he met Yi Shi's eyes across the crowd.

They have just expressed their obscure love in the most romantic and grandest way, using music to replace all words in the crowded crowd.

Only Yi Shi knows that every "you" in this lyrics is written for him.

Only He Zhao knows that every "you" in this song is sung for him.

If we miss our youth at the age of 17 or 18 in the future, they will be each other's most important memories.

Will the future be better? At this moment, He Zhao doesn't know and doesn't care. He only knows that this melody will stay in his life for a long time.