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After lunch, Wang Bo waited for less than half an hour at the rice noodle shop, and Zhang Jing, who had lunch at Zhang Xiaojun's, rode over.

"Is lunch delicious, haven't you played with your sister Meimei for a while?" Wang Bo said with a smile to Zhang Jing, whose face turned red because he was in a hurry.

"It's not delicious! I don't want to play with her!" Zhang Jing said with a pout.

"Okay! If you don't play it, you won't play it! Then go to my house and play it. You haven't been to where I live now, have you? I'm going to take you to the door today. Wang Bo said.

"Hmm!" the little girl squinted and nodded violently.

Because it was a Sunday, there were a lot more people on the street than usual. Today's weather is also good, sunny and white clouds, especially suitable for traveling. The two rode bicycles, one after the other, through the crowded street. When passing by an ice cream shop, Wang Bo asked Zhang Jing what kind of ice cream he wanted to eat, Zhang Jing tilted his head and asked Wang Bo what kind of ice cream he liked, and Wang Bo said cone.

"Brother Bo, then I'll eat a cone too!" Zhang Jing said happily.

The two of them each held a cone in their hands and ate it while riding. The weather is really good, the sun is shining on people's bodies, and it is warm. Wang Bo simply got out of the car and walked with Zhang Jing in the cart. The mouth is sweet honey, cool ice cream, surrounded by beautiful girls like flowers, as far as the eye can see, the streets of the late nineties, people are wearing outdated and old-fashioned clothes. There are few cars on the streets, basically an army of bicycles and pedestrians, and the ears are full of familiar and friendly local sounds. It's a bit cluttered, but not harsh, both strange and familiar. In a trance, Wang Bo felt as if he was in an old and yellowed photo, novel and wonderful, with a bit of unreal illusion.

Am I really reborn? Or is it just a long dream that is extremely real? Inexplicably, Wang Bo suddenly felt a little scared. Begin to suspect that the truth and beauty in front of you may be a lifelike, indistinguishable falsehood.

"Jingjing, can you pinch me?" Wang Bo, who was pushing the bicycle, suddenly stopped. He turned his head and said to Zhang Jing beside him.

"Huh?" Zhang Jing was a little confused.

"You pinch me!" Wang Bo began to urge, his face full of anxiety.

Zhang Jing felt inexplicable, "Why, what?"

"Then I'll pinch you. He said. didn't wait for Zhang Jing to react. grabbed Zhang Jing's arm, and pinched it with five fingers, not lightly or heavily. Zhang Jing's arms are slender and white, with the elasticity and warmth of a girl's skin. "Does it hurt?" Wang Bo asked softly.

Zhang Jing shook her head, shrunk, her little face flushed slightly, and she was puzzled, "You." What are you doing, Brother Bo?"

"Huh. It's nothing!" Wang Bo smiled and let go of the hand holding Zhang Jing, "I'm very happy today, but I'm afraid I'm dreaming, so I asked you to pinch me." ”

"Oh!" Zhang Jing said softly, lowered her head, but stopped talking.

Half an hour later, Wang Bo led Zhang Jing to the family area of the printing house where he lived.

Zhang Jing came for the first time, like a curious kitten, looking around, "Brother Bo, the place where you live is so big!

"They don't live here. They live in the cigarette factory community at the south gate. I don't live here alone, and I have a few sisters from the rice noodle shop. By the way, quietly, there is fruit on the coffee table, drinks in the refrigerator, what you want to eat and drink, you can take it yourself. Just treat this place as your own home, and don't be polite to Brother Bo, or I'll be unhappy, understand?" Wang Bo said.

"Hmm!" Zhang Jing nodded and smiled sweetly, "You're welcome, Brother Bo." ”

The afternoon rehearsals were scheduled between two and five o'clock, a total of three hours. It's half past one, and there's still half an hour. So, Wang Bo walked into his bedroom, picked up his guitar, and returned to the living room.

"Ah, Brother Bo, you, can you still play the guitar?" Zhang Jing was peeling apples with a fruit knife, and was surprised to see Wang Bo come out with a guitar.

"I've told you everything, your brother Bo can sing and dance, and he is versatile! Miss Zhang Jing, please order a song, and Xiaosheng will play a song for you. Wang Bo bent down slightly, acting as a showman.

Zhang Jing smiled, shook her head, and said a little coquettishly: "I don't know what to sing!"

Wang Bo also knew that it was really difficult for rural children in this era to order songs for them, and it didn't seem appropriate to sing dead and alive to Zhang Jing, a fifteen-year-old girl, so he said: "Then I'll play and sing a song "Childhood" for you." ”

"Hmm!" Zhang Jing nodded violently, and didn't plan to peel the half-peeled apple, but put it directly on the coffee table, leaning on the soft back of the leather sofa, supporting his cheek with one hand, staring intently at Wang Bo holding the guitar, looking forward to Wang Bo's playing and singing.

"On the banyan tree by the pond, I know that summer is crying;

"On the swing by the playground, only the butterfly rested on it;

“……”

After playing a song "Childhood", Wang Bo looked up at Zhang Jing, "It's okay, right?"

"Brother Bo, you are so amazing!" Zhang Jing looked at Wang Bo with admiration, and his clear eyes were countless little stars.

"I love to hear that. Then I will reward you with another song "You at the Same Table". Wang Bo snapped his fingers, ready to play "You at the Same Table" to Zhang Jing, when there was a knock at the door at the entrance.

"Maybe my classmates came, and I cut the door. Wang Bo put down his guitar and went to open the door.

It was Sun Li who knocked on the door, and behind her stood Zeng Siqi, Han Lin, Xu Jing, Tang Jian, Li Dong and other eight people.

"Li Junfeng muttered, didn't you call him to talk together?" Wang Bo didn't see Li Junfeng and asked.

"I made an appointment at 1:30 and gathered at the entrance of the movie theater, and I waited for him for ten minutes without seeing anyone, probably because there was a delay. Sun Li explained while taking off her shoes.

"Then come in. Sit down for a while and drink saliva. When Li Junfeng comes, he will start practicing. Wang Bo let everyone into the house.

Everyone walked into the house and saw a beautiful girl on the sofa. Han Lin, who loves to joke, immediately quipped Wang Bo: "Yay." Brother Bo, Jinwu Zang is coquettish, tell me honestly, where did you get such a beautiful little beauty from?"

"Huh. Let me introduce to you, Zhang Jing, my sister, is in the third year of junior high school. Jingjing, they are all classmates in my class. This Sun Li, you can call her Sister Li, this is Han Lin, Sister Lin, Tang Jian. Brother Jian, Sister Qi, Sister Qing......"

"Sister Li, Sister Lin. Brother Jian ...... "With Wang Bo's introduction one by one, Zhang Jing began to call people, very well-behaved! Liao Xiaoqing and Zeng Siqi. Secretly surprised, I couldn't imagine that the classmates in Wang Bo's class were so beautiful, and I couldn't help but secretly start comparing each other with myself.

Tang Jian's eyes were sharp, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Wang Bo's guitar behind the sofa, and immediately shouted for Wang Bo to play a song. Li Dong, Han Lin, Sun Li and others also began to coax, asking Wang Bo to sing a song to everyone before it was time. Wash his ears and say he hasn't heard him play guitar in days. Heckling in the crowd. In particular, a few girls screamed the most.

"I've really become a singer. Wang Bo laughed at himself, picked up the guitar, and began to play, the first song he played was his "famous song" "Canon" in the fourth middle school.

"Ding-" Wang Bo plucked the strings, the music sounded, and the whole living room fell silent all of a sudden. Everyone held their breath and listened attentively to Wang Bo's natural performance, fascinated. Although I can't say why, I just think it's good, like flowing water, like a light song and dance, like a whisper between lovers, and like life and death forever, leaving only infinite sorrow and lingering.

Zhang Jing listened to the music quietly, while secretly observing Wang Bo, who was surrounded by everyone like stars holding the moon. Her beloved Brother Bo was playing without distractions, and the strings, which she did not understand at all, seemed to have a soul under the manipulation of Bogo's ten slender and flexible fingers, and became obedient and tame. He closed his eyes slightly, his expression was serene and wanton, he looked comfortable and content, free and uninhibited!

And the classmates around him were all immersed in it, their expressions were fascinated, and they enjoyed it very much. Zhang Jing deliberately observed the three sisters she thought were "deeply threatening" to her, among them, Sister Li's eyes were unabashedly appreciative, Sister Qi's eyes were slightly evasive and evasive, and the one named Sister Qing frowned slightly from time to time, looking a little absent-minded, sometimes looking at Brother Bo in the middle of the crowd, and sometimes looking at Sister Li and Sister Qi beside her.

Li Junfeng finally rushed over before two o'clock, and said sorry to Sun Li when he entered the door, saying that the rear wheel of his bicycle did not know that the valve core was pulled out by that dog, so he pushed the car to find a car repair shop for a while, and asked the car repair master to reinstall a valve core, and then hurried over.

As soon as everyone arrived, Wang Bo also suspended his "solo recital" and began to continue rehearsing the show.

Maybe everyone feels the imminence of the art show, or maybe it is because of yesterday's "killing chickens and monkeys", the atmosphere of today's rehearsal is obviously much better than a few days ago, there are fewer unnecessary interruptions, hip-hop laughter is gone, and the efficiency is at least twice as high as before.

Zhang Jing, who was watching Wang Bo practice dancing on the sidelines, was once again shocked by her brother. When Wang Bo told her in the morning that he was going to practice dancing at home with a few classmates in the afternoon, she thought that Wang Bo was just one of the ordinary characters, but she never expected that her brother Bo would be the protagonist, and the other nine brothers and sisters were all revolving around him, in order to highlight him, give him a supporting role to dance!

Not only that, but her brother seems to be everyone's coach, giving them demonstrations, guiding their movements and patiently correcting their mistakes!

It's incredible, it's an eye-opener!

For a while, Zhang Jing looked at Wang Bo, who was like a fish in water among his classmates, swaying freely, as if he knew everything and could do anything, and was both happy and worried, proud and worried. The brother, who was originally very familiar and very close, became strange and ethereal, elusive and unimaginable in just one afternoon!

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