Ninety-seven years have entered December, approaching the end of the year, approaching the end of the year, the faces of the young people will always reveal excitement, and the faces of the old people will be stained with a little more frost and dust.

The most memorable events of the year were the death of the great man and the return of the port city and Macau. The great man who inherited the past and had a far-reaching influence still could not wait for the return of the port city.

Regret is this kind of thing, even if it is as majestic as a great man, I am afraid it is inescapable.

People still live on this land, the blizzard of the laid-off tide has arrived, and the shadow of not being able to see the future and the future has shrouded many people, but people are still slight, as stubborn as weeds. In a world where there are no commercial houses everywhere, most of them are ordinary and old buildings, no one has been driven away, and people are as light as ants on the earth, but they walk the streets and alleys with each other, maintaining the network and life...... But it is as heavy as Mount Tai.

A lot of stories have happened in this year, those sad, happy, joyful and sorrowful, have been precipitated to the bottom of the heart, maybe many, many years later have been turned out, can cause memory, maybe a picture of laughter, maybe a tearful love parting scene, or maybe, freeze a ballad of time and space.

For the students of Shanhai Old Junior High School, in this year, the common memory point of all of them is still that the student named Cheng Ran was born unreasonably.

The Haier Pop Comet Cultural Wall he painted amazed time and space, and Jiang Hongshao was the first in the school and the first in the class, and became the two dark horses that were later described as pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.

The first high school lacked Jiang Hongshao, which made the students of the first middle school still a little regretful, because after Cheng Ran directly became the first in the grade, many students in the first middle school would "carelessly" proclaim, "What's the ...... Jiang Hongshao, who pressed Cheng Ran first in our grade, has now gone to Rongcheng No. 10 Middle School, it is said that Rongcheng No. 10 Middle School has a new enrollment poster, and she is the first person to take a cover photo...... "Bar, la, la, a lot, causing a lot of fascination."

The saga continues, and while there are things in this era that are desperate, good things are still budding.

When Cheng Ran joined the "57 Degrees" band, some people would also make a special trip to inquire about the excellence of the 57 Degrees band, because of Cheng Ran's participation and Qin Xizhen's guidance, this band was still very eye-catching, at least once it was well-known in the whole school.

But when the band was practicing, most of the people who came to inquire shook their heads and smiled bitterly, and most of those who could insist on listening to the two songs were very likely to be at Qin Xizhen's appearance. Facts have proved that even though Qin Xizhen has strong professional ability, he is still very bad at education......

So even if there are Cheng Ran and Qin Xizhen, this band still can't gather much popularity, and even in the eyes of many people......

Cheng Ran, the first person in the grade, also seemed to be silent out of focus......

New Year's Day is approaching, for the final sprint, the students who are unwilling to fall behind are gritting their teeth and studying hard, in order to catch up.

In such a situation, Cheng Ran came to the music classroom that Qin Xizhen asked him to go to during the evening self-study between school and evening.

When Cheng Ran entered the classroom, Lin Chu and other band members were already there, and someone passed by at the door, and when they saw them, they shook their heads and left with a smile. No one stopped to listen or watch, and the laughter of talking to each other continued in the corridors.

Lin Chu and the others' faces were a little ugly, Cheng Ran came to the door, Lin Chu half-jokingly and apologetically, "Teacher Qin hasn't come yet...... Sorry for letting you hear the noise again......"

Cheng Ran smiled, it was already noise for a person like him, so for Qin Xizhen's professional-level ears, I am afraid it would be a huge torture, but she still had to endure these beginners who guided this group of musicians, in fact, it was not easy to say. At least Cheng Ran felt that he definitely didn't have the patience to change to himself.

After a while, Qin Xizhen hurriedly came in, carrying two large bags of pockets in his hand, "Sorry, sorry for being late......" Qin Xizhen looked around, his eyes fixed on Cheng Ran for half a second, a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and then raised the plastic bag, "It's all here, it's been hard late...... Please drink Taiwanese milk tea!"

"Taiwanese milk tea!?"

A group of band members immediately put down what they were doing, and Zhang Qi, the girl who played the bass, had a reserved light in her eyes, and the drummer was a little fat man

swallowed his saliva, and even Lin Chu, who was in a cool position at home, stood up silently from the state of half-sitting on the table. It's the best tribute to gastronomy.

This year, the bubble tea shop has just opened in Shanhai City, and a cup of more than ten yuan is a rare item for ordinary students. It's as hot as Starbucks debuting in a certain place in the future, or the arrival of a famous brand that causes an urban trend.

Qin Xizhen lifted her pocket, handed a cup of milk tea next to her, and handed Cheng Ran a cup of original flavor.

After the milk tea in the pocket was finished, everyone looked at Qin Xizhen, "Teacher Qin, didn't you buy it for yourself?"

Qin Xizhen smiled, "I don't drink what children like you drink......

Everyone still thinks it's strange, this milk tea is popular nearby, where is it a child to drink, the milk tea shop often sits, and they are all college girls like you, and there are few ordinary high school students who have this economic strength. What's more, you, Teacher Qin, are only a few years older than us, do you want to have such an old man's tone.

"Oh, by the way......" Qin Xizhen took out a box of small cakes from the paper pocket behind her.

"It's the Tidamisu of Guansheng Garden...... It's not cheap...... Teacher Qin, you are so good......" The drummer drank milk tea, and reached over with one hand, but he was slapped on the back of his hand by Qin Xizhen.

"It's not for you. ”

The crowd blinked.

Qin Xizhen put the cake in front of Cheng Ran, "Although Friday is considered to be your own fault, I still tore your pants." That's kind of ...... Small compensation. ”

A group of people stared at Cheng Ran's "special treatment", thinking that you dare to love Teacher Qin, you still have clear grievances!

Cheng Ran was stunned and looked at the milk tea and Tidamisu handed by Qin Xizhen, is this a disappointment?

So he smiled at Qin Xizhen, "Okay, I appreciate it." ”

So under the direct gaze of a cadre biting the milk tea straw, Cheng Ran ate the cake, not to mention the taste is really good, this year, there are still plenty of ingredients in these old cake shops like Shanhai, and it is really a familiar taste.

Watching Cheng Ran gulp food, Qin Xizhen squinted and smiled, and a strange feeling arose in his heart, why did he feel ...... Quite satisfied?

Cheng Ran ate and ate, raised his head to look at everyone, and raised the spoon in his hand, "Why don't you ...... You guys?"

"No, no, Mr. Qin bought it for you, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, ......eat it,

Yigan swallowed his saliva and waved his hand reservedly in refusal.

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"Teacher Qin, we have been rehearsing all along, and we haven't really heard you sing, why don't you sing a song for us, and let's see the professional level of the Conservatory?"

Lin Chu suddenly spoke.

The crowd immediately applauded in response. Speaking of which, Qin Xizhen took classes in this grade, taught music history, music theory, and even played the piano for everyone, and everyone was fascinated, but no one had heard her sing.

They can be regarded as the first month of the month.

In these applause, Qin Xizhen was slightly stunned, but then generously took a guitar and moved a chair to sit down in front of them, her black hair was shawl, and a braided hair was tied behind her head, her neck was long, and her melon seed face looked fresh and elegant. The white shirt couldn't hide the curves of her body, holding the guitar, and smiling slightly, "Then sing a song for you." ”

As she spoke, she lowered her gaze, her fingers plucked at the strings, and in the winter sun, the whole classroom fell silent, as if infected by the concentration and immersion that she could achieve in an instant.

She grasped her heart-grasping voice, like a magnet, and sang with a softness and warmth that made people's hearts tremble slightly: "With gorgeous appearance and brilliant lights, I am a merry-go-round in this paradise, just to fulfill the dreams of children, climb on my back and take you to soar......"

Everyone held their breath, and Cheng Ran was stunned......

This woman—

It's so strong.

"I forgot the sadness of being able to run in place, and I forgot that I was locked forever, no matter how long I could stay with you, at least I could make you fantasize about flying with me......"

She was surrounded by fireflies, chords looping through the air.

"The galloping Trojan makes you forget about the wounds, in this paradise of supply laughter. Looking at their envious eyes, you don't need to put me to heart......"

Her black hair was jet black, her eyes radiated a burning light like obsidian, and her voice was like an invisible hand, holding the listener's heart, gently rubbing it, and when it was heavier, she was short of breath and stopped, and when it was lighter, she was relieved.

The corners of Cheng Ran's mouth were sweet, as if he had tasted Tidamisu again.

"Carousel...... There are no wings. But it can fly with you everywhere.

When the music stops, you'll leave...... That's all I can do. ”

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