In the classroom of the thirty-third class of high school.

A girl heard the voice on the radio, immediately handed out the book, and said to her tablemate.

"Why do I seem to hear Zuo Fei and Zhuang Keer's voices, am I hallucinating!"

"You don't have auditory hallucinations, it's really like that, because I heard both of them too!"

At this moment, Zhuang Keer's voice came out of the radio again.

"Zuo Fei, if you have a kind, say it again. Believe it or not, I'll tell the head teacher the secret between the two of us!"

The two girls in the classroom looked at each other as if they had discovered a new continent.

At the same time, inside the school building.

Most of the students heard the words on the radio and immediately walked out, stopped reading their books, and went to the hallway, as if in this way, they could hear the radio more clearly.

When I was in high school, I was in the embryonic development period.

Hearing the ambiguous words on the radio, the students of Tianhuai No. 1 Middle School couldn't help but think about it.

in the broadcast room.

Zuo Fei and Zhuang Ke'er still didn't know what the two of them were talking about, and they were being listened to by the teachers and students of the whole school.

Zuo Fei was really helpless about Zhuang Ke'er, he shook his head, and then sat on the stool, silent.

It's good to endure it, and change positions in a week, and then you don't have to be at the same table with Zhuang Keer anymore, and you can escape from her clutches.

Zhuang Keer pursed her lips and wanted to play a song again to apologize.

Zuo Fei turned his head to look at the guitar in front of him, and the memories that had been buried in his mind for a long time sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

Zuo Fei remembered that at the beginning, that is, ten years ago, he had not returned. He once studied guitar and music alone, but at that time the music had reached a full state, and although his musical talent was somewhat superior to that of his peers, it was still not enough.

Looking at the guitar in front of him, Zuo Fei suddenly had an idea in his heart.

Now that I can take advantage of the online article that will be popular ten years later!

Does that mean that you can also use music that will be popular ten years later!

Zuo Fei suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and in an instant, he cleared all his thoughts, he stretched out his hand and snatched the guitar from Zhuang Keer's hand, stroking the guitar, as if stroking the person he loved the most.

Zhuang Keer, who was sitting on the side, teased.

"You can play guitar too? Do you want me to teach you?"

Zuo Fei ignored Zhuang Keer's words, but looked out the window and began to play a piece of music that had been popular for several years on the guitar.

Paper is short and long!

Zhuang Keer thought that Zuo Fei was just pretending to be handsome, but she never expected that as soon as Zuo Fei opened her mouth, she almost bowed down.

Zuo Fei looked out the window, his fingers matched the music, and began to play.

You accompany me into the cicada summer.

Get past the hustle and bustle of the city.

The song is still wandering.

Your pomegranate eyes.

.....

I really miss you.

In every rainy season.

You choose to forget.

It's the one I don't want to give up.

Paper is short and long.

There are not too many ripples in the road.

My story is all about you.

......

Inside the school building.

The students heard this song that they had never heard before, and the rhythm and melody were extremely sensational, at this moment, the students of Tianhuai No. 1 Middle School put down the pen and book in their hands and quietly listened to the song played by Zuo Fei.

Even some top students stopped what they were doing, closed their eyes, and listened to the beautiful music coming out of the radio.

The dean hurried towards the radio station, but as soon as he heard this song, his whole person seemed to have lost his soul, stopped his steps, and looked up at the stereo.

Classroom in Class 33 of Senior High School.

The two girls were talking to each other.

"When will Zuo Fei sing, and it's still so good. ”

"yes, I didn't expect him to have this ability. I've never heard this song before, I don't know if he wrote it himself!"

The tempo of the song suddenly accelerated.

So I fell in love with him.

And decided to go home with him.

Gave up all that I had.

Everything about me doesn't matter.

Paper is short and long.

I couldn't finish the lawsuit, and I was young at the time.

in the broadcast room.

Zuo Fei held the guitar, carried away, and sang a song. And Zhuang Keer didn't know what was going on with her, she felt that Zuo Fei's song was full of magical power, which made her integrate into the song wholeheartedly.

Three minutes later, Zuo Fei put away his guitar, stopped, and put it aside.

"I'm sorry, but suddenly my heart is a little itchy, so I played a song, a little out of tune. ”

Zhuang Ke'er was stunned when she heard Zuo Fei's words.

If this is sung out of tune, then the songs she sang before Zhuang Keer are simply sung randomly?

Zhuang Ke'er coughed dryly, and then asked Zuo Fei.

"I've never heard this song before, did you write it?"

"Sort of!" Zuo Fei reached out and touched the back of his head, and responded modestly.

The paper short love story was created by a musician a few years later, so it would be reasonable to say that it was written by Zuo Fei now.

"I thought you were a nerd, I didn't expect to write songs, and sing so well, I have to admit this, you are better than me!" Zhuang Keer said his heart.

Coming back from ten years ago, Zuo Fei's musical talent far surpassed that of his contemporaries.

At this time, Zuo Fei seemed to have found another way out. It seems that writing books and music can be created at the same time.

"Don't, don't say that, I can't stand your high esteem. You Zhuang Ke'er can stay away from me in the future, and I'll be thankful!" Zuo Fei said from the bottom of his heart.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

The door to the radio room opened, and a middle-aged man with a serious face appeared inside.

This person is Director Zheng, the teaching director of Tianhuai No. 1 Middle School.

The students of Tianhuai No. 1 Middle School secretly called him Tota Zheng Tianwang!

Over the years, since Director Zheng became the position of director of teaching, I don't know how many students have been caught by him personally. In his opinion, there is no room for a little sand in his eyes.

The teaching director looked at Zuo Fei and Zhuang Ke'er like thunder, and said in a deep voice.

"What's going on with you, what is the secret between us, are you two in early love?"

Zuo Fei frowned, and asked in amazement, "Teacher Zheng, what are you talking about, why can't I understand!"

"I don't understand, but the whole school understands!" said the dean in a deep voice.

Suddenly, Zuo Fei seemed to think of something, he lowered his head and saw that the indoor sound in the computer equipment was turned on!

In other words, what he said to Zhuang Keer before and the music he played just now have been transmitted through the radio.

The teaching director glared at Zuo Fei and Zhuang Ke'er, and said coldly.

"Turn off the computer and the radio, and you two will come to my office!"