Qin Zixi listened to Zheng Xiaowen's words, and he thought again: No, no, the relationship between me and Xiaowen can be the same as the two of them? It can't be the same! According to what Xiaowen said, Qiao Xiang is her classmate and good friend, usually I am with her, why has she never mentioned Qiao Xiang?

And this Yang Yilin, how long has he only known Xiaowen? Can he be regarded as Xiaowen's friend? Or does Xiaowen and I spend more time alone together, can the two of them be the same as me? No way, Xiaowen is just socializing!

Yang Yilin felt to those two people in his heart, after observing his words and feelings, psychological guessing, and listening to Zheng Xiaowen say such a sentence, he understood even more, and his face and heart were a little beautiful with a smile in his heart. However, he was very good at covering up, and none of the three people saw the change in his expression.

Zheng Xiaowen is just smart, just like this moment, what others are thinking in their hearts, and no one hints at her, how can she know.

Yang Yilin took Zheng Xiaowen's words and said: "If that's the case, that's great, I think, since we are a party, entertainment is always indispensable." After a period of intense and busy work, let's get together and have fun, and it's good to relax. ”

"Hey, Qiao Xiang, what song do you have there, what instrument do you know?" Yang Yilin asked.

"I also write and sing at will, and I can play guitar and bass," Qiao Xiang said.

"Zixi, what about you?" Yang Yilin asked Qin Zixi again.

"Don't look at me, I used to be on the school's art team, in fact, I can only play the flute and play the drums. I can't even use these things to sing here. Also, I don't write songs. Qin Zixi felt that he had never learned the guitar and couldn't write songs, so he was a little depressed.

Qin Zixi thought about it, and he suddenly asked Yang Yilin, "Hey, you only ask others, what about you?"

"I'm not as good as you, I can only play the guitar, and I don't have a high level of songwriting, and nothing else. Yang Yilin said with a smile.

Qin Zixi gestured to Zheng Xiaowen: "Xiaowen, tell everyone about you." ”

"I'll be a little more than you. She thought about it, and now she couldn't finish all her skills, "I can play the piano, guzheng, guitar, and I can write and sing songs." Zheng Xiaowen said with a slight smile.

Yang Yilin and Qin Zixi heard Zheng Xiaowen's words, and both of them were surprised in their hearts.

Yang Yilin has seen the Zheng family's piano, and he can say a few words about playing the piano with Zheng Xiaowen.

Qin Zixi didn't know anything, he didn't know, he listened to Zheng Xiaowen's self-introduction of so many musical instruments, and his shocked eyes and mouth were more powerful and open than Yang Yilin.

After a while, Qin Zixi and Yang Yilin retracted their shock, and they all shouted happily: "Okay! Okay! You can play so many instruments, that's just amazing, let's gather and sing, this time there will be an accompanist!"

Qiao Xiang bit his lip and smiled, but did not speak. Because Zheng Xiaowen's talent is in his understanding, and it is all superimposed in his heart with his love.

Although Yang Yilin and Qin Zixi praised Zheng Xiaowen happily, Zheng Xiaowen still seemed very calm, she smiled and said: "In comparison, I know a lot, but they are not professional, and I will only play for a while when I have nothing to do." ”

Yang Yilin answered: "Teacher Zheng, don't be modest, no matter who knows how much, we all have our own talents." Let me suggest that if we have a meeting, I think it would be better to put it at 7 o'clock on Saturday night. ”

"I'm in favor of this time, Saturday is still busy with housework during the day, and the evening is a good time to play. Zheng Xiaowen said happily.

"Okay, when exactly is the meeting, and then you can give a short notice. Qin Zixi said.

"Let's go back today, as long as we start to prepare our personal tricks, singing and reciting poetry, I think our party will be rich and colorful. Yang Yilin said again.

When Zheng Xiaowen heard this, these were her hobbies, she was naturally even happier in her heart, and said, "I will inform Lin Jing, Jiemei, and Song Yi tomorrow and tell them to get ready, and our party will definitely be very lively at that time." ”

"I had an idea. Yang Yilin said, "Since we are gathering in the form of leisure and entertainment, I think it is best to write these songs and poems by yourself." The level of writing is finally from our own hearts and hands, do you say it's okay?"

When Qin Zixi heard this, he was anxious and said, "I have never been able to compose poems, lyrics or anything. "If you say this, and then stipulate it again, it won't be difficult for me now, no, I don't agree!"

Zheng Xiaowen answered: "Zixi, I think Yilin said it well, you just practice the pen, okay." ”

"If you want to say so, that's fine, listen to you. Qin Zixi finished speaking a little reluctantly, and he said to Yang Yilin again, "I agreed." ”

"Just agree. Yang Yilin said, "You pay attention to it, there are a lot of materials around." When we write and sing songs by ourselves, we are writing and singing a state of mind and an emotion in our own hearts, don't you say?

"Also, our lyrics are not limited to the number of words, if there is a lot of plot of a thing, write longer, let's write shorter if the plot is less, and there is no limit to the length of time to sing, as long as the lyrics are healthy, can explain a meaning, and can be expressed so that people can listen to it and understand it.

"Of course, if what you write can move the audience better, it means that the lyrics, poems, singing skills, and recitation skills you have written have reached a higher level. ”

Qin Zixi was a little angry when he heard this, he said: "If you say that, then, there are some foreign language songs, I can't understand what they sing at all, but I listen to it very well." ”

Yang Yilin smiled and said: "The music played by a single instrument can still make people intoxicated, if you listen to foreign language songs, that is you are appreciating music and singing, if you can understand the meaning of the lyrics in a foreign language, wouldn't it be more flavorful?"

Yang Yilin saw Qin Zixi nodding, he looked at Qiao Xiang and Zheng Xiaowen again, and said: "I don't know how to describe the sound of singing, let's sing, whether you use high and low tones, thick and thin tones, rustling and bright tones, dumb and soft tones, clear and crisp tones, mixed thick tones, or other beautiful timbres, it is okay, even if there is one thing, you must ensure that you speak well and speak clearly." ”

Yang Yilin saw that the three of them were nodding, and he said: "Another important point is the pronunciation of the word 'of' in the lyrics when singing." ”

Zheng Xiaowen took over and said, "I know about this, and I will tell Lin Jing and a few of them." ”

"Yilin, don't worry, I will write the lyrics myself when I go back, and sing them according to your requirements. Qiao Xiang nodded approvingly.

Qin Zixi felt that this matter was too difficult for himself, he lowered his head and raised his five fingers to grab his inch hair a few times and said: "You all write, all sing, I see, I can't escape, I have to write, I have to sing, okay, even if I am difficult for myself, I have to squeeze out a lyric!"

The three of them looked at Qin Zixi's determination and all smiled.

I'm ready to pick dates.

Yang Yilin and Qin Zixi went to the flower house to get a long bamboo pole, and Zheng Xiaowen asked Qiao Xiang to follow her to the west house to get plastic sheeting.

The two walked through the moon gate, Zheng Xiaowen looked at Qiao Xiang's face, and whispered with concern: "Qiao Xiang, are you tired? I brought you here to let you go to the study to rest, don't compare with the two of them." ”

Qiao Xiang listened to Zheng Xiaowen's words of concern, and looked at Zheng Xiaowen's concerned eyes, he was very moved, he wanted to say: We haven't seen each other for a long time, I think about you every day, what about you, do you miss me?

Before Qiao Xiang could say this in his heart, he remembered the letter that had no reply, and he couldn't help but swallow what he wanted to say again.

However, Qiao Xiang still spoke neatly: "Oh, no, no, I'm not tired, quickly take the plastic sheet, don't make the two of them wait." ”

Qiao Xiang is in Zheng Xiaowen's heart and eyes, just like such a clerk. Today he came to Zheng's house to pick pomegranates again, and ran to send pomegranates to the east wing, and now he is going to pick dates again, Zheng Xiaowen is afraid of tiring him, so he gives him special treatment.

At this moment, when Zheng Xiaowen heard Qiao Xiang say that she was not tired, she thought again: Yes, those two people were busy picking dates, why was he embarrassed to rest alone, she and Qiao Xiang went to the East Wing and took the plastic sheet to the East Garden.

Several people spread plastic sheets under the jujube trees, and they all took long bamboo poles to knock them up on the jujube trees......

After more than an hour of hula puffing in the East Garden, the dates were finally finished, and they mentioned a bamboo basket in the East Wing, and the rest of the dates were all cooled down to the pavilion.

At dinner, Zheng's mother deliberately talked to the three boys about a few family routines, and listened to them briefly talk about their respective family situations.

When Zheng's mother heard that Yang Yilin said that his home was Yangjiagou, Zhongyang County, Zheng's mother was really puzzled: Look at this child's appearance, listen to him, how can there be a little bit of township......

Oh, to say it, today's boys and girls go to the county seat when they go to high school, and they all go to the city in college, and they all speak Mandarin, of course, they can't tell the difference between the city and the village.

After the three older boys had dinner at Zheng's house, Zheng's mother pointed to the three bags on the small square table and said, "Children, this bag contains wine dates, fresh dates and pomegranates, take them back for your father, mother and family members to taste." ”

Qiao Xiang and Qin Zixi both said that they would not bring it, and Zheng's mother said a little angrily, "This is all installed, no one can bring it!"

Yang Yilin hurriedly took over: "Auntie, I don't have to bring it, no one in my family is in Huayuan, and I can't eat alone." ”

"Look at you kid, isn't your uncle in Huayuan? Zheng's mother said.

Yang Yilin thought to herself: What my aunt said is also true, I have been busy since I arrived at the plastic factory, and I have not been to see the third uncle, taking advantage of this fresh gift, I have to go to the third uncle's house as soon as possible.

The three big boys all took pomegranates and dates, and went out of the gate of the Zheng family with their own hearts.

Zheng Xiaowen and her mother watched the three of them ride away before turning around and going up the steps.

Zheng's mother said while closing the door: "Your father is not at home, if it weren't for these three children today, we don't know when we will pick them." ”

"It's good to have a few friends in your life. Zheng Xiaowen said.

Zheng's mother wanted to tease her daughter, but also wanted to know some information, and asked, "Nini, why are your friends all boys?"

"Look at what my mother said, I have more girlfriends than boyfriends, but you don't know, I'll bring you a few for you to see, they are all very talented and beautiful girls. Zheng Xiaowen looked at his mother and said with a smile.

Zheng's mother looked at her daughter with a smile: "Tell my mother, why don't you usually come, but this one will come three?"

Zheng Xiaowen listened to his mother's words, and only felt funny and anxious, and said: "Oh Mom, Yang Yilin and Qin Zixi heard that our family picked pomegranates, and both of them had to come to help, and it happened that there was a shortage of manpower at home, so I agreed."

"Besides, Su Chen, Qiao Xiang and the three of us are classmates and good friends, Qiao Xiang heard that he was helping me, of course he ran fast!"

Zheng's mother suddenly remembered what was on her mind and said, "Let's go, go to your house and talk to you for a while." The two went to the West Wing.