"But how exactly should these lyrics be written?"

Although his stomach was full, his mind was still empty, standing in the corridor outside the classroom, watching his classmates training seriously in the classroom, Xin Yi's footsteps stopped.

Masako-sensei said that the half-hour is coming soon. But the lyrics still don't have a clue.

Picking up the ice cream in his hand, Xin Yi tilted his head, or I would eat another ice cream.

When the bag was opened, it contained Xin Yi's favorite cone. It's still vanilla-flavored.

The cream is mixed with chocolate chips and clicks when you bite into it. The sound alone is satisfying.

The tip of the tongue is wrapped in thick cream, and the cold mouth is filled with good-smelling vanilla. Is love so sweet and greasy?

It is said that the first love is on campus. But at that time, Xin Yi was busy studying, busy doing homework for his classmates, busy going home to do housework, and busy with all kinds of things that had nothing to do with youth. If there is a boy who is the closest to him, it may be the noisy Yu Fei who always lets him do his homework. But after that fight, the two never met. Xin Yi never went to school again. I'm afraid that if I go and meet again, I will turn a blind eye.

In every dull and hard day, what brings me the most happiness is Yu Hao and his singing. But that feeling is like looking up at the clouds, out of reach.

The cream on the ice cream has been licked clean by Xin Yi, biting into the cone underneath, and the crunchy sound is very beautiful.

Vanilla-flavored cream, chocolate-flavored cones, and familiar olfactory memories slowly opened up the scenes in Xin Yi's mind.

Countless times, sitting on the terrace of Gu Boss's house, eating the last bit of ice cream in his hand, waiting for the boss to come home for dinner.

Little by little, the sun is sliding down from the end of the street corner. The shadow of the tall building is slowly elongated until it disappears into darkness. The evening breeze blew on his cheeks, his hair scattered, and his skirt fluttered on the terrace. Then the boss's voice sounded downstairs, "Xinyi." “

The sweetness in his throat had slowly dissipated, and Xin Yi ran down the terrace quickly.

Although Gu Jingnian said that every money Xin Yi used had to be attached to the list of supermarkets. When Xin Yi asked for ice cream for the first time, he refused her. But one day, when Gu Jingnian was eating Xin Yi's boiled white porridge, he said to Xin Yi, you can buy whatever you want.

"Ice cream included?"

"Yes. “

"Chocolate?"

"You can too. “

That day, Xin Yi felt that Gu Jingnian's voice was as gentle as it had never been. Then the fridge was filled with vanilla-flavored ice cream and white chocolate.

From that day on, Xin Yi's most anticipated time was to bite ice cream on the balcony and wait for Gu Jingnian to get off work.

When I think of this, I feel a little sweeter in my heart. Probably sweeter than ice cream.

"At that time, you would probably be sweeter than ice cream. “

Finally, Xin Yi's lyrics passed the review of Teacher Masako.

The summer wind blows gently

Blow over you and immature me

At that time, you were in the third year, and I was in the second class

Acquaintance in the playground

Fall in love in the exam room

You said you forgot what I said when you first met

But I'll always remember you laughing out loud

Pi and the periodic table are all testimonies of our love,

The hottest summer, we walked together,

The hardest summer, we have loved together,

When the wind blows through your white shirt,

I take you by the hand,

At that time, you would probably be sweeter than ice cream.

With the unity and cooperation of the girls, this song is finally completed. Xin Yi read through the lyrics. Some are ignorant, some yearn for, and some regret.

"Xin Yi, what are you sighing for? Su Qing patted Xin Yi's shoulder and asked. She saw that other girls were sweet and shy when they read the lyrics, but when they came to Xinyi, they became bitter and affectionate.

"I regret it. Xin Yi wrinkled his little face and sighed incessantly: "Why didn't I think about falling in love before." It's so sweet just looking at the lyrics. “

"Xinyi! You haven't been in love... “

Xin Yi's small voice was heard by the other girls. Everyone turned their heads to look at this shy and beautiful girl.

"Do the boys in your school have a problem with their vision?"

"yes, why are you so beautiful?"

"It's not. I probably hadn't opened it yet. It's not pretty at all. Xin Yi replied very frankly.

When she saw this video, Gu Boss couldn't help but smile at the screen, this girl had a clear understanding of herself. It didn't grow at that time.。。。 Could it be that it has grown now? I suddenly remembered the girl's appearance in a gauzy nightgown sitting on the bed in a daze. The snow white on his chest looms.

The problem of Xinyi's lyrics has just been solved, and the problem of singing the song has come again. Because she has not received professional and systematic training, the teacher Gu Jingnian invited for her before can only be said to be temporary. Now that the real knife and gun are going to be on again, Xin Yi's strength is not very good.

As soon as she spoke, Masako's face darkened.

"Don't inhale and shrug your shoulders, it's too ugly. “

"Okay teacher, I'll do it again. “

"Aren't you suffocating when you sing?"

Xin Yi immediately stopped, and his little face was actually already red.

Again.

"Your mouth is going to be opened! Your voice is muffled in it, it's a happy song, but now I can't hear your voice in my heart. “

After being criticized by Teacher Masako N times again, he was as strong as Xin Yi in his heart, and he lowered his head uncomfortably. I'm so bad.

"Let's come again, go on!" and Xin Yi succeeded in arousing Masako-sensei's desire to fight. This is the first time I have encountered such a difficult student. After so many years in the industry, is the reputation ruined by this little girl?

Masako Koban was born. Before entering the music scene, he had already studied graduate school in vocal music. If it weren't for being discovered by an agency because of her excellent creative talents, Masako's ambition would be to become a professional music teacher. So I've been working part-time as a teacher on and off since college. There are countless students who have been brought in, and because students often want to engage in related majors and have a certain foundation, it is really rare to encounter something as difficult to teach as Xin Yi.

"Teacher, my throat is hoarse. Xin Yi surrendered to the teacher in a hoarse voice.

"Then you go back and review it well, and come back tomorrow. "When encountering such a student, Masako has no choice, and if she continues to practice, she will collapse.

After Xin Yi went back, he rinsed his mouth after eating, poured a few cups of fat sea into it, and rushed back to the vocal room to continue training.

Grandpa used to say to Xin Yi that talent is not something that everyone has, but diligence is something that everyone can do.

Now that we don't have enough talent, we can only make up for it with strength! I started training again with high morale and fighting spirit.

The teacher said that her pronunciation was not accurate, so Xin Yi pressed Duo Lai Mi on the piano and sang along over and over again.

"Lalalala~"

"This kind of singing practice is of no use except for bad singing. A gentle, familiar voice came from the doorway, interrupting Xin Yi's contact.

Xin Yi raised his head. I couldn't believe that a familiar figure was standing at the door of the classroom.