Xia Meng had been chasing that back, but instead, its owner disappeared.

She even searched the vicinity of the conservatory, but she couldn't find him.

This is in line with the saying that if a person wants to avoid you, then you can't find him, even if he is close at hand.

When he returned to the Midsummer Music Teahouse, Jiang Hong greeted him and hurriedly asked, "Xia Meng, what happened to you just now?"

Xia Meng is still a little distracted.

"Just now, I seemed to see a very good, very good friend from a long time ago. However, it seems that I was mistaken. Xia Meng said disappointedly.

Jiang Hong asked suspiciously, "Is a very good, very good friend, is it a former boyfriend?"

When Xia Meng heard this, his body trembled, and he said in a low voice, "It's not counted." ”

"It's not counted" Jiang Hong was even more puzzled, yes, yes, no, what does this mean

Jiang Hong wanted to ask something more, but at this moment, Xia Meng didn't want to talk about this topic anymore.

She changed the subject and asked, "Sister Hong, your brother-in-law who is very talented in music, hasn't he come yet?"

Jiang Hong was a little embarrassed, "I'll make a phone call to urge you." ”

As he spoke, he was going to call He Jinyin and urge him to come over quickly.

However, at this time, Xia Meng waved his hand, "Forget it." I'm not in the mood for today, and if I have a chance in the future, I'll see you later. ”

After Xia Meng said this, he turned his head and left here.

Jiang Hong, on the other hand, was even more embarrassed.

She complained a little about He Jinyin in her heart, and made a phone call to him.

After the phone was connected, Jiang Hong said angrily, "Brother-in-law, we have been waiting for you like this, why haven't you come yet?"

"I've got something. He Jinyin made a lame excuse.

"If there's something, you can also make a call, let us wait for so long. Forget it, I won't introduce her to you in the future" Jiang Hong was also angry and said angrily.

"Well, Sister Hong, if it's okay, I'll hang up. He Jinyin said hoarsely.

Then, he hung up the phone.

At this time, he was leaning against a camphor tree, holding a mobile phone in his hand, with a complicated expression on his face.

He looked up and looked at the sky.

The sky is the same as it was in the middle of summer.

His mentality has always been very plain, and it has always been light and breezy, but today, his heart is chaotic.

He walked alone, on the stone path under the camphor tree, and he didn't know how long, until he came to the artificial lake.

There, there is a big plane tree, and under that plane tree, a girl is holding a guitar there, recording a short video.

When she saw He Jinyin coming over, her eyes lit up, and then she beckoned to him.

"Classmate, can you come and do me a favor and take a video of me with my phone," the girl said.

He Jinyin was stunned, but he didn't expect that he was still regarded as a student at his age.

However, he did not explain that he was a teacher.

Instead, he nodded, and then walked over to her.

The girl took the initiative to speak and introduced, "Hello, classmate, my name is Shen Mengjun." I am a student of Class 3 of the Music Department, thank you. ”

"You're welcome, it's just a gesture. ”

He Jinyin took the mobile phone in her hand and began to help her shoot.

He did as the girl had told him and took his position.

And the girl, also holding the guitar, plucked the guitar strings.

She tilted her head, squinted slightly, and sang "Will you remember tomorrow the diary you wrote yesterday" while playing the guitar accompaniment. Tomorrow, do you still think about you, you who love to cry the most, the teachers can't remember it, and you can't guess the problem?"

What she played was actually the same song as you at the table

He Jinyin listened to the song and was a little stunned

About a few minutes later, Shen Mengjun finished playing.

Immediately, from his hand, he took the phone, and after clicking on it, the video played out.

She looked at it and was quite satisfied, "Hehe took a good shot, thank you"

He Jinyin shook his head, "You're welcome." By the way, your guitar, can you lend me a guitar?"

"Borrow you" Shen Mengjun was stunned, this classmate, what is he going to borrow a guitar for

Why, he wanted to play a song, too?

Does he also play guitar

"Hmm. Lend me a song. He Jinyin nodded.

Shen Mengjun was stunned for a moment, probably understanding.

"He must want to show himself in front of me, and then, if he wants to get the favor of my dirty king, hehe, this little trick, how can he escape my eyes," Shen Mengjun said in his heart.

However, in view of the fact that he helped shoot the video just now, Shen Mengjun still nodded, "Okay." However, you have to pay attention to one thing, if you can't play, don't use too much force, otherwise, the guitar is easy to break."

She already regards He Jinyin as the kind of boy who can't play the guitar and likes to behave in front of girls.

At the same time, in my heart, my favorability towards him has dropped significantly.

Inside his head, he also reminded him of his piano god.

I longed for the appearance of his piano male god playing the piano here.

Thinking about my mother, I feel like I'm going to. She hurriedly stopped fantasizing.

At this time, He Jinyin was already holding the guitar and sitting on the stone bench under the plane tree next to him.

Then, tune it up. Gently played.

When he played, the midsummer came to mind in his head.

Then, in his mouth, he sang "Tomorrow will you remember, the diary you wrote yesterday." Are you still worried about tomorrow, you who love to cry the most, the teachers can't remember it, and you can't guess the problem?"

Bounced and flicked, and in my head, I couldn't help but think of the scene at that time.

That time, when he had just entered high school, he was dressed in tatters, standing in the crowd timidly, a little dirty, and no one was willing to share a table with him.

It was she who stood up and offered to sit with her.

Another time, he was bullied, others beat him, and he was too cowardly to fight back.

It was also her, who stood up and stood in front of him, and said intermittently in a stammering tone, "Don't bully He Jinyin, He Jinyin, you fight back, you fight back." ”

The words "you fight back, you fight back" seem to be echoing in my mind at this moment.

He Jinyin's eyes were a little red.

The voice that came out of his mouth became louder and louder.

The guitar is getting louder and louder.

"You used to be very careful, asking me to borrow half an eraser, and you also accidentally mentioned that you like to be with me"

He remembered that time, when he was so hungry that she cowardly handed him a lunch box.

"He Jinyin, my food, for you to eat"

Bounced and flicked, He Jinyin's unconscious eyes were already very red.

In his mouth, he continued to sing, "Whoever comforts you who weep, who reads my letter to you, who throws it into the wind, whose former days are gone, I will have my wife."

At this moment, He Jinyin seemed to have been completely integrated.

It is as if, at this moment, I dream back to my youth, and I dream back to that midsummer.

Shen Mengjun on the side, when he played the first note, he was already stunned.

And when she continued to listen, the whole person was already trembling.

"This is so good," Shen Mengjun was shocked beyond words.

She really didn't expect that in this school, any classmate could play such a beautiful guitar.

At that moment, she wanted to shoot a short video for He Jinyin.

However, at this moment, He Jinyin's guitar sound stopped abruptly.

He stopped and didn't continue to play and sing.

"Thank you for the guitar" He Jinyin returned the guitar to Shen Mengjun, and then turned around and left.

Shen Mengjun wanted to say something more, but at this moment, He Jinyin had already gone away.

"I actually forgot to leave his WeChat and phone number" Shen Mengjun regretted, "I don't know which college he is, which major he is a classmate." ”

At this moment, she was holding the guitar, looking at the direction He Jinyin left, and suddenly remembered that the mobile phone didn't seem to have turned off the video recording function just now.

She hurriedly clicked on her mobile phone and found that in the mobile phone, she actually recorded the guitar and song just now.

Of course, because the camera of the mobile phone was not aimed at He Jinyin. So, he wasn't recorded.

But that's enough

Because, the voice is recorded.

She clicked on play.

Then, the familiar voice sounded.

First the guitar sound, then the tune.

A moment later, his voice rang out, it was a song.

"Will you ring tomorrow, the diary you wrote yesterday, whether you still remember tomorrow, you used to cry the most"

"Who married the sentimental you"

"The old days are gone, and I will have my wife"

“”

The whole song, the whole tune, was all recorded.

Moreover, there is not a single murmur.

Because here, there were only two people just now, she and He Jinyin, just now, she didn't say a word, and He Jinyin was completely in that state of playing the guitar.

"Great, the mobile phone actually recorded" Shen Mengjun was overjoyed, and then, with his mobile phone, he went to the school's radio station.

Shen Mengjun is in school, but he is a student union cadre, and in addition, he is also the announcer of the school radio station.

Born with a good voice, he speaks very well, just like a radio host on TV.

In the past, she was in the dormitory, dubbing Jin Zhumei, and she was stunned to listen to the other three girls in the dormitory, and she couldn't sleep all night. That is, after that night, she was recognized as a gentleman by the entire dormitory.

At this moment, she rushed to the radio station in a hurry.

Today, she is going to play this song on the radio station.

Such a beautiful guitar and such a beautiful song were popped out of the hands of people in Ninghai University and sung in their mouths, how could they be buried

The whole school has to hear it