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The three of Ruan Jing met and came to the auditorium according to the rehearsal time notified.

This auditorium is different from the small auditorium where Ruan Jing received the award. It only occupies a larger area. Once you step into it, you will feel that there is something different. The whole space is spacious, elegant and exquisite, and the stage is even more spacious and open.

The dome that is turned upside down like a bowl is covered with star-like lighting, and the starlight seems to be broken in it. The professional audio facilities reveal a high-end atmosphere full of money.

This is the most accessible landmark building in the third middle school.

Ruan Jing only came here once, when he entered the freshman year of high school to attend the freshmen's entrance ceremony. The auditorium can accommodate teachers and students of the whole grade, and it is usually rented out as a venue for events and performances.

The auditorium preparing for the Art Festival Gala is beginning to appear lively, the debugging of various facilities has been completed, and the rehearsal is also proceeding in an orderly manner under the command behind the scenes.

Ruan Jing walked towards the stage on a thick, sound-absorbing dark red carpet. The contestants around him came and went, smiling confidently and gracefully, walking with their own aura, exuding a professional atmosphere of light driving.

The three of them were as dazed as logistics staff who had gone to the wrong place, and like three little chickens that were picked out of the coop.

The two bad friends who usually like to brag and make big money are also as quiet as chickens. Ruan Jing turned his head and looked at them. Unsurprisingly, he saw complete embarrassment in the eyes of the other party.

But it’s all here, even the green leaves as a foil have to complete the mission of not stretching the hips.

After the three of them were shocked, they got together to discuss and realized that they had no purpose to compete, and they didn't need to participate in this bloodless fight, just mixed in to complete the performance.

The mentality was calmed down, and the rehearsal was surprisingly smooth.

They also discussed some contingency measures for making mistakes on the spot. In order not to put pressure on them, Lin Bai replaced the team goal of "getting the ranking" which had been shouted for a long time, with "strive to keep the stage from booing".

On the way to leave, Sun Qi suddenly bumped Ruan Jing with his elbow: "Why doesn't Boss Qin play with us recently?"

"Aren't we busy with practice?" Ruan Jing put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at the sky casually. He was also worried, and added, "I will work hard to let him return to the team."

Ruan Jing has been so busy recently that he can't think about it—he has to continue his review of cultural lessons, don't lose his studio homework, and keep up with performance practice. The first thing he does every morning when he wakes up is to think about what gift he should give today. A certain boss, a little chat is better than no favorability.

But half a month has passed, and the progress is stagnant, and the progress bar of the other party's favorability is like a bottomless pit.

Thinking of this, Ruan Jing sighed again.

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The evening of the art festival.

After all, it was time to go on stage, and Ruan Jing also made a special effort to change into brown suspender plaid pants and a brown shirt. He changed his usual refreshing and simple style, and brought a bit of retro elegance.

Ruan Jing met at the entrance of the auditorium with the same handsome and handsome pair carrying musical instruments. The three of them looked at each other with satisfaction, and then walked into the auditorium together.

After stepping in with one foot, the sound wave rushed towards the face involuntarily, like a thick ocean wave rolling towards every corner, the heavy bass shook the heart slightly, the treble was clear and lofty, and the strong artistic atmosphere in the air made Ruan Jing's heart flutter from beginning to end. After rinsing and washing, every hair stood up excitedly.

It wasn't until he was pushed by Lin Bai that he came back to his senses, put away his excited expression like a bumpkin, and followed them to the backstage.

After entering the backstage, it was the first time that Ruan Jing observed a stage party from this angle. The clothes and temples around him were like light clouds, and the departments performing their duties were busy and orderly. People, the countdown to the game is walking minute by minute, and the party is approaching step by step.

The staff checked the list of contestants again, and all the contestants were ready to go on stage according to the order of the previous lottery - Ruan Jing went to the lottery as a representative and won the middle position.

The music wandering in the auditorium ended, and the stars on the dome of the auditorium lost their light in an instant. The lights swept over the excited students in the auditorium, and then jumped onto the stage to gather and change.

The party has begun.

The two hosts began to give speeches. Lin Bai put the dead instrument backstage, and dragged Ruan Jing to the side of the stage to watch the game.

Ruan Jing glanced at the crowded auditorium, not all the students from No. [-] Middle School were present, other schools were also invited.

Guests from other schools occupied part of the auditorium, and the auditorium could not accommodate all the teachers and students of the school.Seats are limited, students who want to watch the game need to reserve a seat in advance.

He was distracted, wondering if Qin Xijue had come.

That person doesn't like to join in the fun, and he is still indifferent recently, so he probably won't be interested.

Thoughts were drifting, the show started, and Ruan Jing's attention was quickly attracted by the show.

As an art student, Ruan Jing didn't have a deep understanding of the concept of "the third middle school is a strong school for art". After all, the impact of the paintings on people is limited, and it also has the meaning that there is no second place in the text, and a hundred flowers bloom.

Up until this moment, this impression had solidified in his heart for the first time, and he couldn't even find words to describe the shock.

From the very beginning, the program of the party made people unable to move their eyes away. Ruan Jing only felt that the talent show that he had watched occasionally had moved to his eyes.

Contestants of the same age as myself are beginning to show their star demeanor. Each program is arranged in a novel, exciting and unconventional manner. The mature and steady skills are presented to the fullest. All eyes are amazed at the myriad worlds presented on one stage.

Ruan Jing went in and out of the art building on a daily basis, and often ran into art students who were exhausted from practicing dance and piano. He would often say hello, chat about their bumpy art journeys, and then hook up and go to the cafeteria to grab a meal.

Unexpectedly, those people have transformed themselves and become the focus of thousands of lights as soon as they stand in the center of the stage.

That stage seems to have a magical power, which can make everyone standing on it charming and dazzling. They are stepping on the music in the interlaced and changing lights and show it heartily, so that everyone who looks up has only one thought besides admiration ——

They were born for the stage.

Those beautiful lights and shadows reflected on Ruan Jing's astonished irises, making him almost forget where he was.

Until Lin Bai suddenly came over and reminded them that it was almost time for them to play.

Ruan Jingcai realized that he was about to lose track of time, and he suddenly had an idea that his improvised little band might not even be enough to set it off.

Presumably the other two had the same thoughts as himself, Lin Bai coughed on the way backstage, and bravely cheered them up: "Our purpose is to have fun, don't lose the chain, and finish this game well... "

Saying that, the three of them stopped at the place where the musical instrument was placed before, but found that the musical instrument was gone.

Ruan Jing was taken aback, looked around, and searched together with the two of them.

At first I thought it was because I was in the way, but I searched around and asked the staff, but there was still no sign.

The three of them looked at each other, all showing dumbfounded expressions.

Ruan Jing expanded the search area again, and searched around with his head buried in the corner, but still found nothing.

One of the hosts found him and told them that it was time for them to go on stage after the show was over. Ruan Jing suddenly had a lawsuit on his forehead, and when he turned around, he found that not only the instrument was gone, but also Lin Bai and Sun Qi were gone...

Ruan Jing: "..." What's going on!

They were stuck in time to come back, and the show on the stage was already halfway through.

The host is a junior in high school. Ruan Jing met her several times in the art building, so they are not very close.

Now that Ruan Jing was in a hurry, the senior sister had no choice but to discuss with him that they could bring up their next show, but they could only wait for one more show.

Ruan Jing hurriedly thanked them, and quickly took out his mobile phone to call the two of them. Perhaps the ringtone was covered by the sound wave, and there was no response from there.

Ruan Jing's leisurely mood before participating in the competition had long since disappeared, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back from the busy work, and then it cooled down with waves of blind sounds, and the overwhelming sound shook his heartbeat louder and louder.

He glanced anxiously at the crowd of people in the auditorium, thinking: It's over.

He repeatedly dialed the phone, walked through the crowded crowd around the stage to find people, mentioned that the previous program had gone on for a third of the time, and after turning around, he had to go backstage, but the two still did not show up.

Ruan Jing scolded the two of them in his heart, and he walked around the auditorium without giving up his eyes. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and he saw a familiar figure.

It is Qin Xijue.

He was distracted for a moment, and Qin Xijue unexpectedly came, standing not far from Lu Song.

During the few seconds when he was in a daze, Qin Xijue seemed to have sensed something, and turned to look at him.

The anxiety and annoyance that he didn't have time to hold back fell into Qin Xijue's eyes, and he hurriedly looked away.

When I looked back, I couldn't find that figure anymore.

Ruan Jing felt lost for a while, and saw his senior sister coming from not far away, and sighed helplessly, but before he could finish his sigh, a familiar voice came from behind.

"what happened?"

Ruan Jing suddenly opened his eyes wide, and turned around while his heart was beating wildly. Qin Xijue looked at him with a slight frown. The indifference of the recent cold war has not dissipated, but there is a ray of worry in his eyes, but he can't hide it.

With just one glance, this person came over immediately.

Qin Xijue's outfit tonight made Ruan Jing dumb--he was already tall, paired with black cargo pants and high-top shoes of the same color, a white and simple long sleeve, the sleeves were casually rolled up to the elbow, in a strong style Make the whole person with a straight and neat and aggressiveness that cannot be ignored.

I didn't expect this person to have such a side, making people's throat tighten for no reason.

The situation was urgent, and Ruan Jing only admired it for a moment, and hurriedly pressed down the untimely thoughts in his heart, explaining the situation.

Before Lu Song, who followed Qin Xijue, could speak, Qin Xijue looked back at him: "You go find someone."

Lu Song's smile hadn't fully burst yet, so he had to close his mouth before he could speak, resigned himself to fate, turned and left.

The appearance of Qin Xijue made Ruan Jing heave a sigh of relief. Although the matter had not been resolved, the reliability from this person gradually calmed down the anxiety in his heart.

Qin Xijue looked around: "Did you record the accompaniment?"

Ruan Jing shook his head worriedly, they never expected such a situation to happen.

Like a countdown alarm clock, the senior hostess interrupted at the right time to remind: "This show is coming to an end, if you don't go on stage again, you can only count as abstaining according to the regulations."

Ruan Jing was silent at the end of the music, and there was still no response from the phone. The previous anxiety gradually disappeared, followed by helplessness and regret.

The three of them do have the mentality of focusing on participation, but isn't it just for "participation" that wasted so much rehearsal time.

Qin Xijue suddenly said: "I can accompany you."

Ruan Jing was taken aback, and looked up at him.

Qin Xijue didn't meet his gaze, but looked at the host: "Can I add someone temporarily?"

The senior sister looked Qin Xijue up and down, amazement appeared in her eyes, and she couldn't help but smile a little deeper: "It's okay, but have you practiced it, don't mess it up for me."

Unexpectedly, the situation would develop like this, Ruan Jing hesitated: "I have practiced..."

This episode did not lead to trouble, the senior sister was relieved: "Then you have made a decision, I will announce the curtain, cross out his two names, and add this classmate's?"

Ruan Jing was silent again for a moment.

He was very grateful to Qin Xijue for coming to help, but tonight's show was the effort of three people. If the list was changed at this moment, and he was the only one actually participating, wouldn't that be meaningless.

Ruan Jing was in a dilemma, subconsciously glanced at Qin Xijue, and was taken aback when he met the other party's gaze, only to realize that this was almost a habitual call for help.

Qin Xijue understood what he meant: "You decide."

The music in the auditorium stopped, but Ruan Jing's heart calmed down. He lowered his eyes and pondered for a few seconds, and when he looked up again, he had made a decision.

"You don't need to scratch their names, just add his. I believe they will come."

The senior sister got a little nervous again: "Are you sure? If the contestants don't match the actual performances, your results will be invalid. And if the number of people on the screen doesn't match the actual performance...it's too embarrassing..."

Ruan Jing didn't hesitate anymore: "Well, that's it, please trouble me, senior."

The senior sister stuck out her tongue at him: "It's not troublesome, but if something goes wrong, you have to take care of it yourself."

After speaking, let the two of them get ready, turned and left by themselves.

Ruan Jing exhaled the breath he had been holding on for a long time, and glanced worriedly at the dark auditorium, nervousness was like a tide, coming in waves more than waves.

A few familiar notes passed through the noise around him and jumped into his ears. When he turned around, it was Qin Xijue who was testing the sound with a borrowed violin.

Ruan Jing looked at the slender fingers resting on the strings. The messy light from the background fell on the strings and refracted into tiny starbursts on the fingertips.

He was a little lost. This person would come to his side whenever he needed it. He obviously cared a lot, so why was he always angry.

The host waved to them from behind the curtain, Ruan Jing and Qin Xijue entered together.

Ruan Jing bravely walked across the wide stage, stood in front of the microphone, and stared blankly at the heavy curtain in front of him. As long as the curtain was opened, he would face the eyes of the entire auditorium.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, trembling uncontrollably at the end, unable to calm down at all.

I had no choice but to scold the two people who disappeared several times in my heart to relieve the tension.

When the host started to announce the curtain, Ruan Jing froze and looked back at Qin Xijue almost at a loss, just in time to meet Qin Xijue's gaze.

Qin Xijue looked at him for a few seconds, and suddenly sighed almost imperceptibly, the forced coldness in his eyes was shattered, he took a step forward, stretched out his hand and lightly stroked the hair on the back of Ruan Jing's neck, this The comforting gesture was a bit intimate, and even the light in his eyes was a bit gentle.

"Don't be afraid."

The tension and anxiety in his chest that suddenly turned left and right stopped abruptly at this moment, the long-lost intimacy and comfort, like a gust of green spring breeze blowing through his body, gently rolled around his body, and he was about to leave in an instant—he raised his hand almost reflexively , grabbed Qin Xijue and retracted half of his hand.

Qin Xijue did not expect his sudden movement, raised his eyes in surprise, and stared at him quietly.

The two stared at each other on the stage separated from the audience, as if it had been a long time, and it seemed that it was only a moment. The machine that started the curtain made a soft sound, and Ruan Jing's spirit returned to his place upon hearing the sound.

He let go with a little reluctance, gathered his mind and turned around to prepare.

The curtain gradually opened, and Ruan Jing looked at the crowded auditorium expressionlessly, and a sentence slowly emerged in his heart - "Fuck".

Within a few seconds, the violin sounded melodiously in the auditorium, and the soft prelude spread to every corner, and his heart became quiet again.

Looking at each other just now, the starlight in the other person's eyes seems to be engraved in his mind, which only reflects his own concentration.

He said to himself in his heart, don't be afraid, Qin Xijue is behind him.

Then he closed his eyes and counted the rhythm, and when he opened his eyes again, his attention was only on the song.

The song selected for the show was a Chinese pop song. At the beginning, he didn't sing well, and the Qin Xijue he was learning now was also a little jerky. During those days, the two collaborated once or twice in their spare time until they gradually became Be proficient and tacit.

At this moment, Ruan Jing's mind was no longer filled with the dense auditorium, but with the familiar music, the scene of Qin Xijue practicing with him emerged—in the dim light and shadow of the bar, in the shadows of the trees in Mingde Building, The sound of the violin is always melodious and slow, and it goes hand in hand with my singing.

The most suitable accompaniment for this song is definitely not the violin, but at the moment the sound of the violin closely supports his gentle singing and spreads slowly in the auditorium, which makes the pop music feel a little bit of nostalgia for no reason.

The first half of a song ends quickly.

The moment the interlude sounded, Ruan Jing noticed that the lights behind him dimmed. He was puzzled for a few seconds, and suddenly realized something, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

Sure enough, as soon as the sound of the violin stopped, the guitar and bass interspersed in at the right time, which changed the style of the song in vain, switching from gentle narration to joyful outlook.

He laughed and scolded the two of them in his heart, and the stone that had been pressing down finally fell down.

In the second half of the song, they proceeded according to the previous rehearsal, and the violin sound that Ruan Jing was worried about did not steal the scene or be out of place. Lively, sometimes lingering and distant embellishment.

A song finally came to an end without any risk.

The four took a curtain call amidst applause.

Ruan Jing couldn't help being amazed, the behind-the-scenes ability of this stage is too strong.

When the guitar and bass played just now, the lighting and sound effects were switched boldly and cleverly, which made the fault not too abrupt, and turned an accident into an ingenious arrangement.

Their performances are not outstanding in the show of fighting gods. Ruan Jing's singing voice is not outstanding, and his performance is also quite satisfactory. Even if the "arrangement" is more interesting, it is only up to the standard.

But after all these twists and turns, it can continue from beginning to end, and several people participated very happily.

Backstage, Ruan Jing chased Lin Bai and Sun Qi without saying a word and beat them up.

The two were also happy, begging for mercy repeatedly with a smile, and when they had had enough trouble, they talked about the two looking for the musical instrument. When they asked if the musical instrument was taken away by the logistics, they chased after it, and met Lu Song on the way back.

Seeing that the man came back, the senior sister asked if there was any way to arrange him behind the scenes. The masters behind the scenes were bold and asked the two to cooperate to show off their skills.

Fortunately, everyone did not lose the chain in the end.

Ruan Jing went to thank the host, and the senior sister smiled half-seriously and half-jokingly: "If you want to thank me, why don't you give me the contact information of that handsome violin guy?"

Ruan Jing was shocked, thinking that his rival in love whom he had never met hadn't been resolved yet, why is there another person coveting his treasure.

Lin Bai didn't wait for Ruan Jing to speak, so he was overly lively and excited and said, "Senior sister, she has a famous flower, why don't we add it? Add it now..." Then he took out his mobile phone.

The senior sister covered her lips and smiled indifferently, touched Lin Bai's little head kindly, and winked at Ruan Jing before leaving: "Student, I'm always here if you want to add~"

Ruan Jing: "..."

Lin Bai muttered dissatisfiedly: "Why can't I be a junior?"

Thinking of something, Ruan Jing turned back to look for Qin Xijue, and saw Lu Song walking towards him, greeted him, and said that he was going back.

He was taken aback, then Qin Xijue should also leave together.

He said goodbye to Lu Song and watched him leave. Lu Song walked past Qin Xijue at the edge of the auditorium, patted him on the shoulder as if saying goodbye, and then left by himself.

Ruan Jing blinked suspiciously.

Qin Xijue didn't go in and out with him recently, nor with Lin Bai and the others, yet he still stayed at this moment.

He thought for a while, squeezed through the crowd without showing any trace, and slowly slid to Qin Xijue's side.

Qin Xijue looked at the stage and ignored the people who appeared beside him.

Ruan Jing didn't make a sound, just continued watching the show side by side.

In the twinkling of an eye, the party drew to a close in an upbeat atmosphere.

Ruan Jing was taken aback by the announcement of the penultimate program, he actually heard Shen Wei's name.

The show was a dance of several girls, and he did find Shen Wei among them. A group of little girls danced energetically and sweetly, and Shen Wei was no worse than other art students.

Ruan Jing just vaguely remembered that Shen Wei seemed to have been going to dance classes since she was a child.

When he saw Sun Qi standing in the front rows, he was so dumbfounded that he couldn't help laughing out loud.

The Art Festival Gala is finally coming to an end, No. [-] Middle School entertained the guests with the well-deserved splendor, and everyone's faces are full of joy.

Ruan Jing and the others didn't win any awards for their program, as expected, and they didn't feel down.The show that Shen Wei participated in actually won the second prize, and a group of little girls jumped up and down with joy.

Ruan Jing and his group passed by, Yaoyao gave Shen Wei a thumbs up.

Shen Hua smiled even more happily.

After the party ended, several doors of the auditorium opened one after another, and the audience left the venue one after another discussing the show with unfinished content.

Ruan Jing picked up his backpack and said "Excuse me, excuse me", squeezed through the crowd, and stopped Qin Xijue who was about to walk out of the auditorium.

He brought the painting that Qin Xijue asked him for before, but he didn't know if the other party still wanted it.

Qin Xijue was taken aback, and stood in the crowd looking at him.

Ruan Jing managed to squeeze in front of the people, but found that the two could not hear each other's words clearly in the crowded and noisy environment, and the traffic ahead was too crowded to evacuate for a while, so he had no choice but to hold Qin Xijue and walk towards an inconspicuous side door in the hall .

This side door leads to the direction of the cafeteria, which is too far from the school entrance, and no one is coming from here at this time.

As soon as the two went out, they found that it was raining outside, and the moist cold air poured into his lungs. Ruan Jing sneezed involuntarily, and then rummaged through the paintings in his schoolbag.

Qin Xijue was not in a hurry, and waited for him without saying a word.

The steps in front of the side door are a bit small, and a street lamp hangs above it, covering the world in a warm glaze on rainy nights.

Ruan Jing found the rolled-up painting and handed it to Qin Xijue. Afraid that the silence between the two would be too awkward, he chatted to himself: "I was thinking about changing this painting, but it was actually hanging in the art building. That one is indeed lacking, but let’s draw the same one... I find it difficult to reproduce the feeling at that time.”

Qin Xijue realized that the other party seemed to have entered the review and summary session, so he listened quietly as usual without interrupting, and took the painting over.

Ruan Jing stretched wearily: "I will never do this kind of review again. There is only one time to paint the original work. After that, no matter how much skill and thought you spend on remodeling the sculpture, you will not be able to reproduce that feeling." I feel it. The work represents myself at a certain stage, so it’s good to let it stop there with its former appearance and become a milestone in the way forward.”

Ruan Jing looked at the rain curtain for a long time, only to realize that he kept chattering about painting, probably because no one listened to him for too long.

And beside Qin Xijue, he was unknowingly too relaxed.

He was so relaxed that he almost forgot that the atmosphere between the two of them was awkward recently, and the person in front of him might not want to listen to his nonsense anymore.

Qin Xijue held the painting in silence for a long time, listening to Ruan Jing inadvertently talking about his comprehension in painting, the atmosphere was like going back to the past, the two often chatted with each other about trivial matters, the time was leisurely and nostalgic.

It's been a long time since I was alone with the person in front of me. Although Ruan Jingchang took the initiative to talk to him recently, this situation was caused by myself not being able to face it.

Suddenly, he was tired and tired of the recent Cold War.

Qin Xijue said inadvertently: "Why did you give me something recently?"

I have been sending it away for half a month, and I can't accept it. I am very persistent.

Ruan Jing turned to look at him in surprise.

Qin Xijue was afraid that the other party would say something like "to apologize", so he changed the subject and made up his mind to break the can: "A few days ago, I didn't intend to hear you ask Lin Bai, you..."

He paused, thinking that he had vaguely heard the pronunciation of the words "chasing people" and "raiders" in the conversation between the two of them, so he couldn't help but pay attention.He suddenly found that his throat was a little tight, and he coughed to erase the hoarse ending, "... What are you doing, do you like anyone?"

Ruan Jing's expression suddenly went blank for a few seconds.

Following those words, Qin Xijue couldn't help but have some bad conjectures, and it was difficult to just pass this question out of his mouth, and he couldn't maintain his composure on his face.

He thought to himself that if he could ask, he might not be able to bear the answer. In the torment of silence for a moment, he was about to look away and admit defeat.

Ruan Jing's face was very difficult to say. He endured and endured, as if he was thinking of a suitable wording, and then he opened his mouth depressed.

"Can't you see it?"

Hearing the other party's answer, Qin Xijue was filled with unwillingness and jealousy, almost not like himself.

Was it so obvious that others should see it?

With desperate determination, Qin Xijue forced himself to look into the opponent's eyes, regardless of whether the hoarse and cold voice would frighten the opponent.

"who is it?"

Ruan Jing stared at him blankly for a moment, just when Qin Xijue thought he was ashamed to answer——

"No, Qin Xijue..." Ruan Jing felt incredible, and scratched his head worriedly, "Can't you really see that I'm chasing you?"