whatever you do

After Gu Nianchen finished speaking, he carried his schoolbag and left.Ye Shu thinks his back looks a little lonely, but who is not lonely?

Ye Shu held two cans of ice coke and stood by the seat in the first row. When Fu Zhe and Shi Jiayang came over, he gave them two cans of coke.

"Fat House Happy Water, so happy, Ye Zi, you are so caring." Shi Jiayang wanted to give Ye Shu a hug, but Ye Shu refused in disgust.

Counting class is not as sad as imagined, the teacher is a bit old, a professor surnamed Yan, very humorous, the class is also very good, the hair is a little gray, the seniors and sisters privately call him "Papa Yan" ", he is also very happy.

"There are two things that you will never forget once you learn them. One is riding a bicycle and the other is mathematics."

"Father Yan is wrong!" Fu Zhe said while drinking coke, "I remember when I was a child, I was very good at riding a bicycle. My mother walked the dog, and I followed behind on a bicycle, but now I don't know how to ride a bicycle. bike."

"Think about it carefully, when you were a child and chased your dog, how many wheels did your car have?" Ye Shu asked him.

"I think about it, it seems...it seems to be...four wheels, but if a bicycle has three rear wheels, isn't it a bicycle?" Fu Zhe said, "Anyway, what he said is wrong."

"That's right. I was good at counting when I was a child, but now I see mathematics as if my brain is muddled." Shi Jiayang agreed.

Ye Shu glanced at the two of them, sighed, and then stabbed him with a venomous tongue: "After all, Jiayang, your brain has water on the left and flour on the right, and you shake your head when you see mathematics."

Fu Zhe: "Hahahaha."

Shi Jiayang: "..."

Gu Nianchen returned to the dormitory after eating alone in the cafeteria. The three roommates were not there, but it didn't make any difference to him.

He is not in economics and management, and mathematical analysis is not his professional course. In fact, he doesn't need to take this course. He appeared in Yan's father's class just because he was bored, so he chose this course to audit at random.

Yeshu, Ye...shu..., Xiaoshu, there are many people with trees in their names, and Xiaoshu doesn't like cola, but there is still a one in ten thousand chance that it is Xiaoshu, after all, everyone can change.Gu Nianchen thought so.

Although he can't even remember the appearance of that six-year-old child, he only clearly remembers his name as "Little Tree".

Gu Nianchen kept praying in his heart that he would meet that child who always smiled at him again.I don't like drinking Coke, and Xiaoshu doesn't like drinking it either.

Why doesn't the little tree like to drink?If you meet him again, just ask him.Ye Shu's smile appeared in front of his eyes, and Gu Nianchen felt that he might attend the next class.

The three of Ye Shu went back to the dormitory after eating, and each of them had a lot of leaflets in their hands.

In the new semester, various clubs and organizations are doing their best to recruit freshman juniors. They are the future of clubs and the hope of the department.

Ye Shu is not interested in these, and he has no spare time.The class schedule has basically been determined, and I need to start planning my free time and find a part-time job to earn money to support myself.

Ye Shu has only one relative, his grandfather, and his grandfather has only one relative, but his grandfather passed away in his second year of junior high school.

He was picked up by his grandfather in a poplar grove in front of his house. He once suspected that it was for this reason that his grandfather named him "Shu". Grandpa said that he should be called "Ye Yangshu" or "Poplar tree" At that time, Ye Shu said that it must be because Ye Yangshu was too ugly, and his grandfather's surname was Ye, so he called Ye Shu.

Grandpa smiled and said to him, "Trees are very strong plants. Grandpa hopes that you can stand freely and stand like a tree, and plant your roots in deep, deep places, so that the wind will not fall down, and the rain will not damage you."

Ye Shu rarely mentioned his life experience to others, he had nothing to say, and he didn't feel that he was miserable, and he could survive no matter what.

Junior high school is a public school with nine years of compulsory education and no tuition fees.In high school, because he was very smart and had good grades, the school waived tuition and boarding fees. Relying on scholarships and occasional part-time jobs on weekends, he unknowingly spent three years that were painful for others.

During the summer vacation after the college entrance examination, he co-founded a cram school with his classmates. He earned more than 3 yuan in three months, paid 2 yuan for freshman tuition, [-] yuan for accommodation, and left more than [-] yuan.There is no problem in life at present, but the cost of college is much more than that of high school, and college is just the beginning, there are too many places to spend money.

On the Saturday of the first week, there was a Hundred Regiments Battle. Ye Shu originally planned to go to Fallen Street to see if there were any part-time jobs in the shops there, but was dragged to the school basketball court by Fu Zhe and Shi Jiayang.

"The more than 200 clubs in the school are recruiting new ones. Why don't you go and have a look? If you find someone you like, that would be great." Fu Zhe said.

Shi Jiayang held the leaflet and said, "I heard that this mahjong club is for everyone to play mahjong together every week, this hot pot club is for eating hot pot together, the movie club is for watching movies together, and there are e-sports clubs, board games..."

"This is college life. I'm so happy. I don't have to worry about no one playing games with me anymore!"

Ye Shu thought, it's okay to go and have a look, anyway, it's not the time to find a part-time job.

The hundred-regiment battle was very lively. There was a stage in the middle of the basketball court. The stage was big enough, but it was also messy enough.

Cheerleaders, hip-hop dancers, national standard dancers, guitarists, piano players, guqin players, flute players, harmonica players, flute players... They all occupy a corner of the stage strangely. Messy and unified.

Shi Jiayang said he wanted to find his own organization, so he followed the instructions on the location of each club on the leaflet.Ye Shu and Fu Zhe just walked around casually.

"Ye Ye, is there any club you want to join? I want to join the guitar club and exchange piano skills with everyone. Do you want to join me?" Fu Zhe asked Ye Shu.

"No, I can't play the guitar, forget it."

"If you don't know how to play, you can learn. You are so handsome. Playing the guitar is easy to flirt with girls. But yes, you are so handsome. Whether you can play the guitar or not, there must be girls who like you."

"Where is it, you are also very handsome." Ye Shu blew back commercially.

"Hahaha, of course, I have been handsome since I was a child."

Fu Zhe went to the guitar club's booth, but Ye Shu was not very interested, so he didn't go with him.So, he turned around casually.

As soon as he turned around, an empty table attracted him. Almost all the club leaders greeted him behind the table, so this empty table stood out.

Maybe it's an empty table where the staff put their things, Ye Shu thought, but he still didn't stop walking towards the empty table.

"We are dreamers, please scan the QR code yourself when you join the group." Two A4 papers were pasted on the table, one with these two lines of random characters written on it, and the other with a picture of a QR code.

Ye Shu thought this was interesting, so he took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code to join the group.

"Hahaha, another little fresh meat trickled in." Just after entering the group, Ye Shu saw such a message.

"...", he sent a string of ellipses in reply.

"Old Wang, you're promising, don't scare the kids away." A person nicknamed "Super Fierce Big Brother" followed up with a message, "Warmly welcome @叶树小儿 to join the Dreamers Association, applause."

Then there are "welcomes" one after another, emoticons, emoticons, pictures, all kinds of welcomes.Ye Shu looked at the "Welcome" that swiped the screen and pressed the lock screen button.

After looking at the clubs on half of the basketball court, Ye Shu only joined the Dreamers Association.In the end, he walked to the booth of the guitar club and wanted to ask Fu Zhe when he would be back.

When he arrived, a senior from the guitar club was playing "Canon". Ye Shu didn't see Fu Zhe, and was about to leave when the senior stopped him. The senior asked him if he was interested in joining the club.

Ye Shu smiled and said that he was not interested, and the senior wanted to say more, but Ye Shu found an excuse to say that he was a sound idiot, then left the senior standing there in a daze, and left by himself.

Next to the guitar club is the flute club, and next to the flute club is the harmonica club.The harmonica club is a bit bleak, one senior sits behind the table and plays the harmonica by himself, and the other senior stands by the table with a leaflet.Ye Shu walked up to him, but the senior didn't intend to pass the flyer.

"I'm here at the harmonica club, where are you?" Ye Shu asked Fu Zhe and Shi Jiayang in their dormitory group.

After two or three minutes, Shi Jiayang replied, "I'll go find you when I finish eating this wave of hot pot", and Fu Zhe replied, "I'm here at the karate club, and I'll wait for you two at the door later."

Ye Shu put away the phone, waiting for Fatty Shi to come.The melodious harmonica music reveals a sense of sadness. Ye Shu has never heard this song, but thinks it sounds good.

"Hello senior, what's the name of this song?" Ye Shu politely asked the senior who was holding the leaflet. The senior was shocked as if he had just seen him.

""Sakura Sakura Wants to See You", sounds good, right? Are you interested in coming to the harmonica club? You can play it after a semester of serious study."

Ye Shu repeated the title of the song in his heart, "It's nice, thank you senior, just forget about joining the club, I may not have time."

The senior seemed to have expected this to happen, and didn't say anything else.

In fact, Ye Shu doesn't need to study social science for a semester, he can play the music if you give him the score.When I was young, my grandfather often played the harmonica. He listened a lot and was smart. He has played the harmonica for more than ten years in his 18 years of life. He can easily control the chromatic scale, polyphony, and ten holes.

Before the song was over, Shi Jiayang came, and Ye Shu went with him to the door to find Fu Zhe.

"The hot pot club is really great! Ye Ye, you really don't think about coming to eat hot pot?"

"Eat it yourself, and eat my portion by the way." Ye Shu glanced at him.

The three of them returned to the dormitory together, Ye Shu checked the time, probably it would be impossible to go to Fallen Street today.He searched for the harmonica song, and it was indeed a sad song that his father wrote for his dead daughter.

Ye Shu thought of his grandpa, he shook his head, it is better not to search for scores.There are too many sorrows in life, although he has not borne all of them, but he can still have as little as possible.

Half a month after school started, Ye Shu hadn't touched a harmonica. Ye Shu had four harps in his hands, two chromatic, one ten-hole, and one polyphonic.

His favorite is the chromatic scale. The chromatic harmonica is also called "the piano in the pocket" because it has a full range of notes and can play various tunes.

Two chromatic scales, one belonged to grandpa and the other was given by grandpa.The harmonica is a small instrument, and most people think it is for entertainment, and it is difficult to imagine what it is like to play professionally.In fact, there are many kinds of harmonica, and the price ranges from a few hundred to tens of thousands.

Ye Shu found two chromatic scales from the cabinet. Grandpa's violin has a black wooden cover, and the wood cannot be discerned. There is a leaf on the lower right of the cover.Yeshu's violin was made by his grandfather. It has a silver metal cover and also has a leaf, but the leaf is a little smaller than the one on the xylophone.

"A wooden violin is easy to swell, moldy, and hard to put away. Grandpa will make you a metal one. You can bury it in the water and drop it on the ground." Ye Shu still remembered what his grandpa said at that time. He gently touched his grandpa's piano. Qin, carefully wiped it with a piano cloth, and then put it back in the case.

After dinner, Fu Zhe and Shi Jiayang had a chat in the dormitory. Ye Shu felt itchy to play the harmonica, so he slipped out.

The school's basketball court is no longer the bustle of the hundred groups in the afternoon. There are two or three groups of boys playing basketball. The air is still very hot. I don't know if it's because of the weather or because of their vitality.

Ye Shu walked to Xiyuan. Xiyuan is a small park in the school. There is a pond with many koi in it. It is said that many students will come to pay their respects before the exam.The Xi Garden at night is very quiet, and the koi seem to be asleep, and the occasional wind blows the leaves and grass to shake.

Ye Shu sat down on a bench, under the quiet light of the street lamp, he took out the harmonica, put it to his lips, and climbed an octave first.It's been a long time since I played it. I tried the sound, and the level is still there.Then the notes flew out of his lips one by one, and he blew it intently, pressing the chromatic keys from time to time with his slender fingers with well-defined knuckles.

Gu Nianchen came out at night to cool off. Half a month into school, he had hardly spoken to his roommates. One of his roommates said he was very cold. He continued to read his book as if he hadn't heard it.Don't want to meet a lot of people, don't want to talk to people, call it what you want.

Unintentionally walking to Xiyuan, he heard the sound of music and stopped in his footsteps.

It's a harmonica song, it's really nice, but I don't know what it's called.

Gu Nianchen just stood there and listened intently, as if he was afraid that he would disturb the song if he moved, but after listening to it, he felt that it sounded a little familiar.Before he could think carefully, the song stopped.

Gu Nianchen regained his senses from his thoughts, walked into Xiyuan, and then saw Ye Shu sitting on a bench holding a piano.

The author has something to say: Today's third update, I miss the Hundred Regiments Battle in the school.

Speaking of which, the community called Kongxiang Club really exists, and I have joined it, but I have never done anything in this club except dinner appointments, hahaha.

Most of this article is fictitious, and a small part is true.

Can I say that I wrote it in memory of my college life I don't know what I did?Although my university is not the same as theirs...