100. If I love you...

There was a brief silence.

The cabbage only stretched her body slightly, lowered her head and looked at the sheet music carefully, her slender white fingers brushing the yellowed pages.

A dedicated girl, a slightly stale piano, an unyielding dream...

All this constitutes an extremely simple picture, Chen An seems to have seen the life of cabbage in the past, but she was not so tall at the beginning, and she did not play the piano so smoothly and beautifully.

So... What would it be like to look at a piano that was taller than you, and gradually become shorter?

"Do you want to call her?" He Jiao glanced at Chen An and whispered, "If you're in a hurry." ”

The cabbage may have heard the movement and turned her head slightly to look at it.

She is very beautiful herself, but in front of the piano, she seems to be integrated into that beautiful note, and her whole temperament is more beautiful.

"You've been waiting for a long time, haven't you?"

Cabbage pear vortex smiled lightly: "Sit down first." ”

She was afraid that Chen An would be tired from standing, so she found two small red stools from the corner of the piano room.

"Half an hour more and we'll go to dinner. ”

In He Jiao's eyes, there seems to be no limit to the tenacity of cabbage.

Whether it is the temptation of the outside world, the dangers on the way to practice, or the pressure of the unknown future, it seems that the cabbage has simply resolved it.

A very simple trick - persistence.

"That's probably the most attractive thing about cabbage. ”

...

After coming out of the piano room, He Jiao looked at Chen An's new car and sighed: "Do your classmates know that you are so powerful?"

However, she guessed in her heart that Chen An must be carrying this matter.

"No, there's no need to take the initiative to tell them, and there's no need to show off to them in front of them. ”

Chen An smiled, if he was discovered by his classmates, he would also be sure.

Without being discovered by them, he is not ready to say.

Cabbage glanced at Chen An and did not speak.

I went to a time-honored Cantonese restaurant that I had never eaten before, and sat down to order food.

Wenchang chicken, roast goose in the hanging oven, barbecued pork with honey sauce...

Chen An finally ordered three servings of bird's nest.

Three people chatting while eating, although it is a good habit to eat without talking, but if a few peers eat together without chatting... Chen An couldn't imagine that kind of embarrassing scene.

But he was mostly an audience, how could a man overshadow two women in words?

The conversation naturally turned to the upcoming end of the semester.

"If I don't get a high score in this exam, I'm going to become a teacher in the future. He Jiao took a bite of barbecued pork and looked serious: "Anyway, you won't be poor as a teacher." ”

Chen An didn't speak, but felt a little pity.

After all, few art students initially dream of becoming a teacher, which is just a choice to face the pressures of life.

No, although Chen An has a lot of money and doesn't know how to spend it, he won't help He Jiao unless he has a brain pump.

"It's a pity, though..."

He Jiao thought for a while: "But my talent is not very good, and my perseverance is not very good, I will be an ordinary teacher in the future, and I will be satisfied if I can earn three or four hundred in one class!"

When Cabbage hadn't met Chen An yet, she was ready to continue to mix happily, but since Chen An appeared, she gradually recognized the reality.

At the beginning, the moth put out the fire, but she recognized the reality, and now she is ready to be a moth who will become a benevolent person if she fails the second time.

When it was done, she decided to continue practicing, and if she didn't... Honestly start earning money.

Chen An gently lifted the topic.

After eating a meal, Chen An gained more than 2,000 more experience, which is really a drop in the bucket compared to the seven-figure gap.

The quality of life is already full, and it is not impossible to raise it further, for example, he can buy a bunch of jewelry or be a collector of famous watches, or buy a few Rittal mobile phones of hundreds of thousands or something...

It's just that Chen An doesn't like it.

He thought about it and decided to do some investments, such as the stock market.

It's simple and convenient, as long as the mobile phone operates, and the consumption is also very large, which is simply how much to consume.

Millions of funds are thrown in, and they can't even make a splash.

The only problem is that I don't know if this kind of financial game counts as experience.

"Why didn't I think of this before?"

Chen An was a little excited.

"I went back. He Jiao wiped her mouth with toilet paper: "I've eaten it... It's really delicious, and I'll definitely treat you to a barbecue next time. ”

"Well, come on. ”

Chen An waved goodbye, and after the cabbage got into the car, he downloaded a stock trading APP.

"It's a pity that the market is closed now..."

Looking at the motionless trading version, Chen An could only wait patiently.

As for whether it will work or not, we will find out the next day.

He actually doesn't have much confidence in his heart, after all, the financial game of the stock market is a bottomless pit at all, and it is like a bug for system upgrades.

...

Driving back to the Xinhaishu community, as soon as he opened the door, the cabbage opened his handbag.

Chen An never expected that the cabbage would prepare a gift for him.

"I was thinking of waiting for your birthday to give it to you. ”

Cabbage said a little embarrassed: "But I don't think it's necessary to be so formal, so I gave it to you in advance, I want you to see it early..."

For things like anniversaries, cabbage is really not very sensitive, and sometimes I don't even know about my birthday.

She had two notebooks in her hand, one was Don Quixote and the other was a thick notebook.

"It's a notebook... There is only one photo on it for the time being. ”

Cabbage flipped through the notebook.

Chen An saw the photo of himself when he bought a suit.

A young man in a formal suit, a girl smiling like a flower...

"Hopefully we'll be able to fill this notebook with pictures in the future...", Cabbage put away the notebook.

"And what does this book mean?"

There were only two words on Chen An's face - happy.

He himself forgot that his birthday was coming, but he didn't expect the cabbage to remember.

Cabbage knows that he likes to read, and sending this book will naturally have her understanding, and it will definitely not be just a random one.

"Hmm..."

The cabbage stroked the hair on her ears and smiled: "This is for you, and it is also for myself... I hope we can all be like Don Quixote, even in the face of invincible windmills, we can bravely charge. ”

There are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand people, and naturally there are a thousand Don Quixote.

Some people will think he is crazy, some people will think he is stupid, and some people will think that he is full of chivalry.

Just right... Both Chen An and cabbage belong to the third type.

On the title page of "Don Quixote", there is a poem, and the handwriting is quite beautiful.

Shu Ting's "To the Oak Tree".

The cabbage seemed a little shy, but in the end she pulled Chen An to sit on the small sofa in the house, and her voice was tactful and beautiful:

"If I love youβ€”never like a climbing flower, showing off yourself through your high branches..."

β€œ...”

"I must be a kapok near you, in the form of a tree and stand with you. ”

"It's like being separated forever, but we're all together for life... This is the great love..."

The two of them sat on a gray cotton sofa with a small yellow light overhead, and the atmosphere was quiet and peaceful.

Although Chen An is not yet an oak tree - Cabbage believes that he can slowly grow into a tall oak tree in the wind and rain.