Where are the most beautiful seasons

After thinking about it, there must be a lot of people at this moment, and it is not convenient for students to come and go, so I simply don't change it. Anyway, all the teachers and students in the school have seen it, so it's nothing.I found an empty seat from the backstage, pulled off the chain on my body, put it in my bag, took out my mobile phone and put it in my pocket, zipped it up, and was about to go back to my place. When I turned around, I heard someone shouting behind me. I looked back , It was the clouds calling him.

"Wu Xie, help me."

Wu Xie smiled, I just said to help, and came here when I was busy.

"what happened?"

"Do you know where Teacher Xie is?"

"Little... Xie Yuchen? I don't know, you two are not together?"

"No, when you were singing, Mr. Xie came down and said that he was going to change clothes. I didn't see him after that. I thought I was with you, but I saw you just now, and I didn't see him coming after waiting for a while. Later, I want to Bringing the students to the stage... Besides, it's such a big scene, with so many students, I think the next solution is coming. If I don't see anyone else, I don't know what to do!

"Don't worry, go prepare the show first, I'll look for him... Where's his cell phone?"

"No one picked up."

"Maybe I didn't hear it, or there was something urgent to solve." Wu Xie handed her handbag to Yun Cai, "Help me find a place to put it first, and I'll go find him right away."

Yun Cai nodded, and took Wu Xie's bag.

Wu Xie took out his mobile phone and dialed the number, but no one answered, put away the mobile phone, and went directly to the main control room on the second floor.

I opened the door and went in to see, sure enough, there was a person inside, the costume was taken off and placed on the table, and I was busy doing something in front of the console wearing only an undershirt.

"Xiaohua, what's the matter? Is there a problem?" Wu Xie approached, saw beads of sweat on Xie Yuchen's forehead, and hurriedly looked at the instrument.

"I don't know what went wrong. When you were singing, a student came to me in a hurry, saying that the operator asked me to come over for something urgent. I came here without changing my clothes."

"What about now?" Wu Xie also hurriedly looked left and right, but the lines were interlaced like mountains, and those colorful buttons were dazzling.

"The controller said that there was a problem with the software. We couldn't control the sound effects, lighting and curtains according to the time we provided during the rehearsal. I just worked on it for a long time and finally managed to control it manually. I am the only one who is familiar with all aspects of the whole party, and I have been operating this thing all the time. Son, I didn't expect this to be the case just now, and I didn't bring my mobile phone with me. Fortunately, you came here, otherwise I really couldn't leave." Xie Yuchen wiped the sweat from his forehead and motioned Wu Xie to look at the surveillance window, " You see, the light poles can't sense and track the students performing on the stage by themselves, they have to rely on manual work."

Wu Xie went up to take a look: "Didn't you debug it this morning?"

"The controller said it was a software problem, but I don't know the specifics." Xie Yuchen took the time to glance at Wu Xie while manipulating the instruments on the table, "Wu Xie, you are so good at science, do you understand this?"

Wu Xie smiled wryly: "It's okay to repair the computer, but the problem with the software... I can only do simple programming. How could something go wrong at this time? Is the software pirated? Where did the controller go?"

Xie Yuchen also smiled wryly: "He said he would go to a friend to see if he could borrow a computer with good software. However, I guess when he comes back, the party will be over. There is no way to catch up with it. He can still control the party by hand. It is a blessing in misfortune to survive.”

"Xiao Hua, leave it to me. You tell me how to operate it. I'll do it. I can't do it without you. Yun Cai is waiting impatiently. She can't handle all kinds of things by herself. Besides, the two rehearsals I'm always there, and I'm familiar with the process and time."

Wu Xie was telling the truth, and Xie Yuchen didn't shirk it. He introduced the functions of the buttons on the instrument table to Wu Xie, and after confirming that there was no problem, he wrote down a few uneasy details on a piece of paper and handed it over to Wu Xie. give him.

Wu Xie picked it up and looked at it. It was a few highlights specially designed by Xie Yuchen. It was done several times during the rehearsal, requiring a high degree of coordination between sound effects and lighting.He gestured OK to Xie Yuchen, and stared at the surveillance window intently.

Xie Yuchen patted Wu Xie on the shoulder, turned around and went out.

After controlling several programs, Wu Xie's tense nerves were relieved. Fortunately, as long as he feels the rules, manual control is not difficult, but the timing must be grasped very accurately so that it can be seamlessly matched with the programs.

"Hi handsome."

Wu Xie turned her head to look at the door, couldn't believe her eyes, and subconsciously said, "Crazy?"

"Crazy?" The black glasses leaned against the door frame, and the corners of the mouth twitched, "Hua'er said so?"

Wu Xie smiled: "Why are you here?"

"I sneezed twice today. Hua'er has never missed me so much. Tell me, can I not come?"

"Uh..." Wu Xie was shocked.

"What? Are you jealous?" Black Glasses sat down on the console.

"Jealous? Why are you jealous... Hey, I said, don't sit here."

"Aren't you Hua'er's bed partner? He still thinks of me when he's in bed with you, aren't you jealous?" Wu Xie pulled the black glasses aside, "I don't sit here, I sit there?"

"I'm not Xiao Hua'er's bed partner." Wu Xie looked around, there really were no other chairs, "...then you can't sit here either."

"I know you are not, you have to dare, the dumb will kill you." The black glasses pulled out a cigarette and handed it to Wu Xie.

"Mute?" Wu Xie took the cigarette and put it on his mouth, "Who?"

Black Glasses lit a cigarette for Wu Xie, then lit it for himself, took a deep breath, and said, "If I tell you, he'll kill me."

What's wrong with this?Sure enough, it can't be compared with neuropathy.Wu Xie didn't intend to pay attention to him, and focused on the monitor again.

The black glasses smiled, took a deep breath, snuffed out the cigarette end, flicked it casually, and dropped it into the wastebasket by the door, exhaled the smoke from his mouth, and said, "Handsome guy..." He raised his chin, Signal him to give up the position to himself.

"Wu Xie, thank you!" Wu Xie had a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes were squinted by the smoke, and he raised his eyebrows and asked what was the matter.

"Tired?"

"Huh?" Wu Xie held the cigarette between his fingers, and looked at the black glasses suspiciously.

"Show me, maybe it'll be fine."

Wu Xie studied the expression in the black glasses, it didn't look like he was joking.At this juncture, he is making trouble here, messing up the party, so Xiao Hua can't beat him to death?

It was funny to think about it, Wu Xie stood up with a smile, and gave up the seat to the black glasses.

The black glasses took out something smaller than an IPAD and larger than an iPhone from his trouser pocket, and connected it to the computer's display screen and keyboard. His slender fingers tapped on the keyboard quickly, and a programming interface appeared on the screen, but Wu Xie didn't know about it. any programming language.

After watching it for a while, Wu Xie opened his mouth wide in surprise, and all operations in his hands stopped.

"Wu Xie... isn't it? Just keep watching for a while, and I'll be fine soon. If you make a mistake, Hua'er won't be willing to beat you. He'll beat me to death." The tone of the black glasses was joking, and the interface of the program test was reflected on the sunglasses .

Wu Xie hurriedly turned her head and stared at the monitoring window, thinking, what is this psychopath doing?How did he survive until now and not be smoked to death!

"What do you do?"

"Migrant workers."

"Migrant workers?"

Although this person is mysterious, carefree, and wears stupid black glasses inside and outside the house, people will believe him if he is a blind hooligan, but to say that he is a migrant worker... really discredits the migrant worker brothers.

"Migrant workers were kicked."

Fuck!

Wu Xie found out that when talking to this person, not a single word was on the right track.

"Okay, buddy, let go."

"Okay? So fast? How did you do it?" Wu Xie was very surprised to see that the control interface he had seen on the computer screen this morning was already working normally.

"Brother is a skilled worker. Write a small program and talk to you all the time. This is pretty slow."

Wu Xie really couldn't believe this man's mouth running on the train, and stared at another show before straightening up and letting out a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, this kind of thing can be done with your eyes closed." Looking at Wu Xie with black glasses, he still looked suspicious, and smiled, "Don't believe me, don't you believe in Hua'er?"

Speaking of Xie Yuchen, Wu Xie also became curious. Looking at the computer screen, he really couldn't see any problems, and his heart was half relieved, and he asked casually: "You and Xiaohua..."

"I'm one of his bedmates, he's my only love."

This is so fucking scary!Wu Xie circled the logical relationship in his mind for a while, but was shocked by his own understanding.

In the first sentence, Wu Xie could imagine that even though Xie Yuchen had never said such things to him, one could still infer one or two from his behavior, but the second half of the sentence really couldn't be connected with the unreliable one in front of him.

"Why? Don't you believe it?" The black glasses smiled, shook his wrists, and pulled out another cigarette to his mouth. "Don't say you don't believe it, even I think this is unreliable. I never believe in love."

"But Xiaohua is...you..."

"What's wrong with men? Who stipulates that a lover must be of the opposite sex? Yue Lao is still holding red money, what's wrong with Cupid being naughty?"

Well, Wu Xie nodded.

Wu Xie deeply sympathizes with this point, Yuelao is really not just confused.

"So, do you understand fate? It's predestined by the heavens, but it's not enough for me to stinky fart?"

Wu Xie frowned. Although the person who said it was arrogant and righteous, it was all fallacy and heresy. Maybe for this kind of person who has no boundaries, the world, the rules, and the eyes of outsiders are all bullshit.But Wu Xie feels that as Xiaohua's friend, the five-good young man who grew up under the red flag still has the obligation to persuade this crazy man who is going astray.

"Uh...you're a bastard who's determined to eat weights, but what about Xiao Hua'er, he's going to get married anyway, I know his family...his second uncle..."

"He's married? Haha...don't be funny, he's born with the same sex, you ask him if he can be hard on women?"

Wu Xie was embarrassed: "Then...that can't..."

"What can't be done? To get married, it's better to spend the rest of your life with the person you love, with no name and no distinction, than to just find someone to share the same bed with different dreams."

"It's better than..." What a neat sentence!

Wu Xie, a Chinese rookie, immediately admired the crazy brother who could make such classic and neat sentences.

"Then...you...are you straight, and you're not married either?"

Black Glasses got up and threw the cigarette butts in his hands into the wastebasket, then squatted by the wall opposite the console, beckoning Wu Xie to squat over too.

Wu Xie was baffled, looked at the monitoring window and computer screen, everything was normal, and then came to the side of the black glasses: "Why?"

The black glasses pulled Wu Xie, and dragged him to squat beside him: "Let me tell you this..."

"Just say what you say, what is this for?" Wu Xie interrupted the words of the black glasses, making a gesture to stand up.

"Hey..." The black glasses grabbed Wu Xie again, "It makes more sense to say that."

"What do you feel?"

"The feeling of heart-to-heart."

The feeling of heart-to-heart exchange is the wanted criminal squatting on the wall to exchange the experience of being wanted.Wu Xie had a headache, and now he understood very well why Xiao Hua'er got so angry that day, if he didn't see the amazing strength with which he just pulled himself, he really wanted to beat him to death.

Seeing Wu Xie squatting down reluctantly, the black glasses grinned in a good mood: "It's fucking interesting, no wonder the dumb is stuck in it."

Wu Xie was about to get up again, but was grabbed by the black glasses again: "Okay, okay, let me tell you this... How many people are there on earth now?"

"70 billion."

"Not counting those primitive tribes...how many people does China have?"

"13 billion."

"Not counting the supernatural guerrillas... How many people is there in Jiumen City?"

"1000."

"It doesn't even count that you come today and leave tomorrow..."

"What the hell are you going to say?" Wu Xie's head was full of flames.

"Why are you so excited?" The black glasses still looked puzzled, "I heard that you are good at mathematics, do the math, and among so many people, two people happened to be in the same place, happened to meet, and happened to have an affair at the same time." It feels... More importantly, what are the chances that you can still get hard when you see it?"

Wu Xie's head was full of black lines, and the first few sentences were quite literary, so how could he go down the third road after talking.

"I can't figure it out, let me tell you, it's like a piece of dog shit falling from the sky, and the chance of 'popping' turning around is the same." Black glasses poked Wu Xie's arm, "Have you ever been hit by dog ​​shit?"

"No!" Wu Xie's face turned dark.

"When I saw the flowers for the first time, I knew that I was hit by this legendary piece of shit. I have used up all my luck in this life, and I will never think about doing anything with luck in the future."

"You're straight..." Wu Xie felt that he was also hit by shit and was very dizzy, but he quickly found the root of the problem, "Can you really fall in love with another man at first sight?"

The black glasses smiled slyly: "I am also straight now, and I still want to fall in love with beautiful girls, but I just like flowers, and there is no reason to like this thing. If you like it, you like it. If you love it, you love it. How about it? Besides, as long as you like it, you will feel it... As far as Hua'er's body is concerned, except that it is two pieces less than Niu..."

"But... what's going on with the two men?" Wu Xie felt completely defeated, unable to discuss a topic normally at all.

"What's the matter?" Black Eyes laughed endlessly, "Haven't you ever eaten pork or seen a pig running? If it's hard, you'll know where to stab it. Besides, they're all men, and you won't get pregnant if you get stabbed, and it's not a lot of money." Meat."

Wu Xie trembled reflexively, and felt a certain part of his body contract suddenly.

"Besides..." The black glasses pressed close to Wu Xie's ear, "It's also very cool!"

"Okay, okay...brother...you can stop..." Wu Xie decided not to talk nonsense with him, his legs were numb from squatting, he really wanted to yell, cherish life, and stay away from psychopathy.

Just as he was about to get up, he saw the door being pushed open. Xie Yuchen entered and glanced at the console, then turned his gaze to the two people squatting at the base of the wall.

"you two……"

"Hi...Hua'er..." Black Glasses raised his hand to greet Xie Yuchen, "The task has been successfully completed."

"What are you two doing squatting here?"

Obviously, Xie Yuchen was far more surprised by the strange behavior of the two of them squatting at the base of the wall than the fact that the equipment was working normally.

"We are talking about life and ideals."

Wu Xie stood up, trying to draw a line with this mental illness, but her legs were so numb that she dared not move.

Xie Yuchen quickly came over to help, and asked, "How is it?"

"It's okay, how did you come up?"

"The party is coming to an end. The teachers and students are very excited. Principal Wu said that he will arrange for the teachers and students to have a fight. Let's make a fuss for a while... I'll come up to see how things are going here."

"Oh, there's no problem here, the software made this..." Wu Xie glanced at the black glasses and thought to himself, what's this guy's name, he can't be called crazy.

"Just call me Black Glasses."

Xie Yuchen glanced at him, ignored him, and said to Wu Xie: "It's nothing, then I'll go down first. After a while, the clouds will be the finale, and I will report to him."

"Okay, you go, I will go down in a while."

Xie Yuchen turned his head to the black glasses and said, "Thank you for today's work. I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

"Good to say."

Xie Yuchen didn't say anything, opened the door and went out.

Wu Xie's legs were almost sluggish, so she moved to the chair and sat down, looked at the monitoring window, took out her mobile phone to check the time, and felt angry. I didn't watch the following programs, just because I heard these unreliable of?

Hei Glasses didn't get up, Wu Xie kindly wanted to wake him up, but when he turned around, he saw Hei Glasses with a cigarette in his mouth, looking in the direction of the door, his tough outline, which was always joking and indifferent, turned into a soft one Although the lines are separated by sunglasses, you can still feel the tenderness and love flowing from the heart.

"If Xiao Hua...you..."

"I'll haunt him for the rest of my life."

I don't want you to be lonely all my life, and I spend the rest of my life entangled with you.

Love it or hate it,

After suffering and pain, I still want to hold your hand and fall into reincarnation again.

A finger on the forehead was slightly cold, and there was a throbbing in the bottom of my heart.

Is it really possible?Is it really love?Can it really be entangled for a lifetime?

The black glasses drank another cigarette, stood up unsteadily, and looked at the monitoring window——within an inch, a figure jumped onto the stage nimbly.

The black glasses pressed a button on the console with a smirk, lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

The tsunami-like applause brought back Wu Xie's mind, and he glanced blankly at the surveillance window. He was shocked at the moment, and said "black glasses, please watch here for a while, I'll go down first" and flew down upstairs.

The black glasses nestled on the chair, crossed his legs on the console, wrapped himself in a cloud of smoke, and smiled evilly:

Dumb, if you still can't figure it out, I'll beat you to death.

17

Wu Xie quickly went down the stairs, frowning as she ran.

In the auditorium, "Principal Zhang, come here! President Zhang, come here!" The shouts were deafening, one after another from upstairs to downstairs, and I don't know how many times louder than the sound of the black glasses in the control room just turning on the sound control switch. It seems that this group of children really implemented his proposal thoroughly.

What if that carrot can't sing?Looking at this posture, I can't help it. If the singing is really bad, how will the students react?How can it hurt his image in the hearts of all the teachers and students?Why come up with such a bad idea?Doesn't this mean to make trouble?

Wu Xie became more and more anxious as he thought about it, and ran downstairs in a hurry, and went straight to the stage, thinking in his heart, if his face showed a little embarrassment, he would rush up immediately and find a reason to sing for him, but this reason...what to say okay?All of a sudden, my mind was in a mess.

But when he rushed to the teacher's seating area, he was grabbed by a big hand, braked the car suddenly, and his T-shirt was stretched out.

"Xiao Wu, is your butt on fire? Why are you running?" The fat man pressed Wu Xie on the chair.

"School Zhang...School Zhang...he...can he sing?"

Seeing Wu Xie's anxious expression, the fat man said "Hey": "Why are you so nervous?" His face was full of hopeful expressions, "...Besides, don't you always look at him disliked?"

"When did I dislike him?" Wu Xie argued anxiously.

"Then which one are you from?"

"Wang Chu, what... I asked the students to coax Principal Zhang to sing, and I didn't think too much about it at the time. Now you see that the solution is there, and so many teachers and students are watching, what if... what if he doesn't If you can sing, that's embarrassing... No, I'm going to save the scene..." After finishing speaking, Wu Xie wanted to run to the stage again.

"How do you know that Principal Zhang can't sing?" The fat man held Wu Xie down with his hand like a cattail leaf fan, and said doubtfully, "What did you just say? You encouraged the students to blow Principal Zhang up?"

"That's right!" This time it was Wu Xie's turn to be puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"Xiao Zhang is the guitarist in the student band..." The fat man pointed to the boy who was talking to Zhang Qiling on the stage, "...that's the boy, from class 22 of the third year... yes... that's the one, call him up of."

Following the fat man's finger, Wu Xie took a closer look at the "daring" student again, and wondered, "No way! Is that kid too excited?" Wu Xie patted Lang Feng in the front row, reached out to borrow his glasses, He leaned forward again, "How did he call Principal Zhang up?"

"Just that kid, don't you know him? That's the famous school grassroots in our school. He stepped down the threshold of my teaching office. I was not afraid of anything all day. However, this guitar is really good," Fatty's face was full of hatred, "If you study hard, you should be able to pass the alto..."

Wu Xie saw the tall and thin boy on the stage clearly, and he really had an impression. He was a frequent visitor to the teaching office, and was about to echo a few words, but the fat man didn't know where to go, so he interrupted him quickly: "Get to the point. "

The fat man let out an "uh" and returned to the main topic: "He just showed off a stunning solo, and then he shouted at Mike to challenge Principal Zhang, and then the next thing exploded!" Seeing Wu Xie's eyes widen, the fat man Then he said, "Do you think the students in your class have the guts to send Principal Zhang up to sing? Do you want to mess around again in the future? Maybe there are students who dare to slobber at me. Do you think you ordered it? Dare to touch that iceberg?"

Wu Xie frowned, a little disappointed: "That kid is just courageous, how did he know that Principal Zhang can play the guitar, no matter how stunned he is, it's not like this? What if Principal Zhang can't?"

The fat man curled his lips and made a "don't know" gesture: "Maybe someone said it, otherwise he wouldn't dare to lend him ten courage."

"Has he played before?"

"With his personality, if it weren't for today's occasion, when he was bombarded with such a loud voice, do you think he would be able to play for us?"

"That's true."

Wu Xie occupied Lang Feng's glasses, and looked hard at the stage again - Zhang Qiling had already taken the guitar handed over by another guitarist, adjusted the length of the strap, and was about to carry it on his shoulder.

"Really! Captain Zhang...he... really knows how to play the guitar?" Although he knew that since Zhang Qiling went up, he would not fight an uncertain battle, but the singing of that carrot was beyond Wu Xie's imagination. Guitars... that would knock all the brain cells out of him.

"do not know."

"do not know?"

"You know?" the fat man asked back.

"How would I know?" Wu Xie was at a loss.

"That's it!"

"Then why aren't you surprised?" Wu Xie asked strangely.

"I'm not surprised at what that person will do or do." The fat man said in a deep voice, "I've never seen such an incomprehensible person."

Fatty used the word "can't see through" to describe Zhang Qiling, which was really accurate.

Wu Xie took off his glasses, leaned back on the chair, suddenly a burst of exhaustion spread from his back, rushed straight to his brain, and closed the door that had just been pushed open by the neuropathy, a trace of inexplicable emotion quietly emerged , only had time to poke his head out and was swallowed by the darkness mercilessly before bathing in a meter of sunlight.

How can it be?How could there be such a ridiculous idea?

He stood in front of him, he looked at him, but he couldn't touch his heart, and his eyes were blank.

His lips were on the side of his neck, and his hands were on his forehead, but he couldn't feel his warmth, and his heart was completely cold.

Unbreakable, the pool in his eyes is deep;

Can't see through, there is a smile on the corner of his mouth.

but,

Did you really give me hope, make me delusional?

"It's started, it's started..." Fatty's eyes were reluctant to leave the stage, and he patted Wu Xie with his backhand. Feeling that Wu Xie didn't respond, he turned back to look at him, "Why are you in a daze?"

"No...no..." Wu Xie put on his glasses again, sat up straight and looked up at the stage.

On the stage, Zhang Qiling and Xiaocao students stood face to face and turned sideways to the audience, tuning their own tunes.The keyboard player and bass player of the band behind have all stepped down, and only the drummer is still sitting on it, playing a few simple rhythms to avoid silence.

Looking from Wu Xie's side, he happened to see most of Zhang Qiling's front and most of the school grass student's back.

Wu Xie suddenly had the urge to leave, he couldn't stand him looking at him in the same direction, he couldn't stand him watching him pluck the first string, he couldn't stand the cold brilliance around him, that would make him come back again. There is no escape.

But his eyes betrayed his heart, his gaze could not leave him, firmly stuck to his face which was still indifferent even in such a turbulent atmosphere and which was almost bloodless under the strong light of the stage lips.

After adjusting the tone, Zhang Qiling made a "please" gesture, and the drummer immediately beat out a series of explosive rhythms.The school grass student played a handsome role, cut in forcefully, and showed off a solo gorgeously.Wu Xie couldn't see the front of him, but he could tell from the shaking of his body and the speed at which his left hand slid on the piano nut that the kid had used his housekeeping skills.

Dazzling enough and gorgeous enough!

After finishing playing, the school grass student turned to face the audience, and strummed the strings in a big way to the strong rhythm of the drum set, and the whole auditorium was surrounded by a buzzing sound.

"Amazing! This child...Xiao Wu, tell that little flower of yours, if this child doesn't give a middle voice, he won't be in No. [-] Middle School." The fat man applauded excitedly.

Wu Xie's mind was obviously not on this, even if he didn't know how to play the guitar, he could still hear the fast-paced melody, so he moved uneasily, and asked the fat man anxiously: "What should I do next?"

"Next? Principal Zhang plays it! It's the same. You don't know how to play the piano?"

"Of course I know, but... this passage is too difficult, can you remember it in such a short time?"

The fat man finally took the time to give Wu Xie a look: "What are you worrying about? Even a layman can't tell if it's a little bit close, maybe it's almost fine."

Wu Xie also felt that he was a little too nervous, so he laughed in embarrassment, stopped making a sound, stretched his neck again, and looked towards the stage.

Zhang Qiling smiled slightly, clapped hands with the school grass classmate who ran towards him, and nodded to the drummer.

The drums sounded again, and the audience applauded again.

Zhang Qiling never looked up, nor did he look in Wu Xie's direction. He lowered his eyes and concentrated on the guitar in his hand. His slender fingers nimbly plucked the strings. His movements were not large but full of movement. He followed the rhythm very controlledly. Swinging, the fingers of the left hand slide smoothly between the frets, and there is no stagnation that has not been played for a long time.

"Xiao Wu, can you hear it? Is it the same?" Fatty asked curiously.

Wu Xie carefully distinguished, and shook his head: "I don't really understand. I practiced piano for a few years when I was a child, and I'm not familiar with the strings, but it sounds the same."

"It's really awesome, what kind of person does it take to be able to develop such an all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique and music!"

The last strumming, Zhang Qi's spiritual momentum sank vigorously, and a beautiful muscle arc of the forearm burst out, across the guitar and then raised high, and shook the drooping bangs in front of the forehead, and rushed to the school grass classmate to continue gesture.

The students who played the drum set up an overwhelming rhythm.

The school grass student raised her eyebrows, put her thumb and index finger on her lips and whistled loudly. Two boys ran up from the backstage, each with an acoustic guitar in his hand.

It's over, this time the frying pan is over, the acoustic guitar is the disaster of all young girls, one hit is sure to hit, and the high-octave scream resounds throughout the auditorium in an instant.

"This kid...has a personality, I like it." Fatty's chubby face stretched out, full of pride.

"You like it? I've seen you train people like grandchildren." Wu Xie curled her lips in disdain.

"I am deeply in love and responsible. This kid was the best in the special admissions class in his first year of high school, but he has been messing around since he came here. If he doesn't get into a good university, how can he use his talent? "

"You can go to the draft, this kid looks good too."

"Fuck the draft!" Fatty finally got angry, cursed, looked around quickly, and muttered softly, "Good children make their hearts flustered."

Wu Xie didn't want to discuss this matter with him either. Although he doesn't know how to play the guitar, any boy would understand and yearn for this instrument—a sharp tool for picking up girls!Especially when I heard the fat man say that the kid's guitar is professional, I feel a little more uneasy now.

When I was in college, there was a buddy in the school band in the dormitory next door. He knew that Wu Xie had some piano skills and could sing well, so he wanted to get him into the school's literature and art department, but when he just entered school, he was spotted by the beautiful senior sister from the propaganda department and forced to join him. He joined the Propaganda Department, and the girl who made him write the publicity boards for four years without leaving...

What is the past that cannot be recalled,

That is,

Looking back, the cloud blocked the way home...

Looking back, the back is gone...

Wu Xie's mind was filled with smoke.

"Mr. Zhang, you are the best! Teacher Zhang, you are the best!"

A sudden scream came from upstairs, Wu Xie came back to his senses, and looked upstairs—it was a student in his class.

Wu Xie stood up and waved to the children above, and was seen by a few sharp-eyed students, who screamed again.

Wu Xie hurriedly sat down with her head down, and looked at the stage.

On the stage, the classmate Xiaocao had already held an acoustic guitar in his hand, and was looking at Zhang Qiling provocatively.

"Xiao Wu, what's the matter?" Seeing that Zhang Qiling didn't take over the other acoustic guitar right away, the fat man didn't understand, so he turned around and asked Wu Xie, "Why didn't Principal Zhang pick it up? This is the wooden guitar, right? Simple, isn’t it? I think everyone who learns guitar holds this.”

"Acoustic guitar is an entry-level, easy to carry, more suitable for playing cool...Electric guitar is generally used in performance groups, it is more flashy...I don't know much about this, but it seems that there are some skills and techniques that cannot be played on the electric piano. Those who come out, the real masters usually use classical guitars, which can show their real kung fu."

"Couldn't the principal be... scared?" Fatty's tone was more excited than worried.

who!Wu Xie rolled his eyes at him, sweating secretly in his heart, thinking that if this child didn't have reassurance, he would be a second child.

Classmate Er'er picked up the guitar and showed some fingering, then stopped to look at Zhang Qiling, this action was too provocative, Zhang Qiling smiled, finally picked up another guitar, adjusted the length of the shoulder strap, and bowed his head to test the sound seriously.

"School Zhang really accepted it... This person who came back from the United States is really unusual. It really is the exam-oriented education that killed people."

Wu Xie squinted at Fatty, unable to understand the logical relationship between the two.

"Look at the sea turtles in our school, one counts as one, and they are all fully developed. You didn't see the song sung by Teacher Huo just now... and Aning... the scenery last year...you didn't see..." Seeing Wu Xie's surprise, the fat man sighed, "It's even more difficult for children nowadays, they are forced to be so young... They entered the ninth middle school, and they can't wait to become two angels every day..."

Wu Xie came out of Ninth Middle School, and sighed empathetically.

"That's not bad..." Fatty patted Wu Xie, "If it weren't for those three years, would you have been able to go to Z University? Can you sit here and listen to Principal Zhang playing the guitar?"

Wu Xie's face was so dark that... he was furious, I went to Z University and it didn't cost me a cent to listen to that radish playing the guitar, okay?

But Wu Xie still can't imagine at this time, so many years later, in the world where only the two of them are alone, how he would thank him when he quietly watched him pluck the strings and watched him look at him affectionately—thanks to everyone Everything that makes him meet, know each other, and love each other in the vast sea of ​​people seems to have its own definite and seemingly unrelated "chance".

Wu Xie glanced at the stage. It is undeniable that a man holding a guitar and strumming the strings is always beautiful, let alone a clean and cool man like Zhang Qiling, with the clean tone of the acoustic guitar...

If all the hardships I have suffered can give me a chance to meet such a person one day and listen to him play the guitar...

Then...

It's all worth it.

On the stage, the school grass student loosened the guitar and made a quiet movement towards the audience, his face was full of ostentatious smiles and high spirits.

There were still some whispering voices off the court, but the school grass didn't care, and lightly plucked the strings seemingly casually.This time, the drummer didn't beat the drums, but held the drumsticks in both hands and watched with a smile.

The soft music flows slowly, and the unique clarity of the acoustic guitar brings with it the natural and fresh timbre. With only a few notes, the audience immediately fell silent.

"Romance De Amor" is a peak that almost everyone who has played the guitar and who loves the guitar cannot surpass.It is based on traditional Spanish folk songs and is the theme music of the 1952 French film "The Prohibited Game". It is an immortal masterpiece among guitar songs.

The prelude sounded, but it was not the original prelude gradually, but changed to a prelude with Tárrega style. The original song was changed from full emotion brought by the prelude to Emotions are gradually brought in, and the beautiful and simple melody is as clear as a small river in the country, flowing happily into the distance, and the tenderness and romance within reach are gradually smudged in the sound of the piano.

When Zhang Qiling heard this prelude, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, he tightened his grip on the piano column, and inserted in the part of the main song, playing chords for the main melody of the school grass, the solo turned into a duet, and the main song