Beacon Hill is a small hill on the outskirts of Anseong, and even in late autumn, in a small southern city like Anseong, it is still lush and green, and it can be said that there is no taste of autumn travel at all.

A group of fifteen or sixteen-year-old young people played a game on the top of the mountain, beating drums and passing flowers, a very old-fashioned and simple game, but everyone was very happy.

Talented singing songs, dancing, can always win bursts of applause and cheers, those who are not talented are amused by their classmates, and they can't hold back and just shout a few words, if they really can't do it, it's good to tell a joke.

Friendship grows and takes root in this play.

Yang Liang also smiled happily, she used to ignore people, and she didn't have much intersection with her classmates. If Yang An hadn't repeatedly said her today, she might not have come.

However, now it seems that it is still worth coming out, and Yang Liang feels that he seems to be in a much better mood.

The new round began, Fang Qian winked at the drumming classmate, so when the flower was on Yang Liang's hand, the drum stopped. So a circle of people began to coax, especially those who were familiar with Fang Qian: "Yang Liang, come one, Yang Liang come one." ”

Because everyone was making trouble, Yang Liang didn't care, besides, she was in a good mood today. So Yang Liang stood up very generously and said, "Then I'll sing a folk song to everyone." ”

There was another commotion, but as soon as Yang Liang spoke, they were all shocked.

“mu hly pur la

ma hxa jjip la

mge qi ci la

syr qy syr la vex”

That's right, Yang Liang sings the folk songs of the Yi people, they don't have fixed lyrics, they sing whatever they think in their hearts. How can this group of young people know what folk songs are, and they can't understand them at all. At that time, Yang Liang's cheerful tone, translucent voice, and long echo still amazed a group of people.

Gradually, no one spoke, everyone was listening to Yang Liang's singing, and even a faint echo could be heard in the valley, as if someone was helping Yang Liang harmonize.

Fang Qian's eyes lit up, and there was only one thought in his heart, wow, it's so beautiful.

After singing the song, no one applauded. Because everyone is still immersed in Yang Liang's beautiful singing.

Until Yang Liang said: "I'm done singing." Only then did everyone come back to their senses, and they all stepped forward to surround Yang Liang, each looking for admiration.

"Yang Liang, you sing so well!"

"Yang Liang, what kind of folk song are you singing?"

"Yang Liang, you're hiding too deeply!"

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Yang Liang just smiled quietly, she never sang to show off her recognition with others, singing was her natural talent. Who doesn't know how to sing in their hometown? Which grandmothers sing well. And the young people, who are said to sing on this side, can be heard on the other side of the mountain, and sing to each other.

Even if Yang Liang's performance climaxes, it is the end, because after everyone heard Yang Liang sing, they were embarrassed to sing, and they didn't want to listen to others sing, plus everyone had been playing for a while, so they simply chatted around in twos and threes and took a break.

Obviously, Yang Liang became the center.

The main thing is that everyone is curious, this female classmate who usually doesn't talk much, and is even a little cold, today is a blockbuster if she doesn't make a sound.

Fang Qian also got together, looking at the girls surrounding Yang Liang, someone quipped: "Fang Qian, now your difficulty is even greater." This Yang Liang is usually quiet, but today he made a big move. I think you'll have a lot of competitors, don't say it, she's so beautiful when she sings, I'm tempted. ”

Fang Qian patted the man with a smile and said, "If you are tempted, you will go on, everyone will compete fairly." ”

", you think I'm stupid. That's a thorny rose. Only a fool like you would like it, and I am tempted to appreciate her beauty, her songs, and spiritual affection. You don't understand it at first glance, it's vulgar, and the level is too low. ”

"Yo, your level is really high, you just have a thief's heart, no thief's guts. It's still Fang Qian's masters, if you like it, you will pursue it. Fang Qian, I support you. ”

"You support a fart, what he likes is Yang Liang, what are you?"

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Fang Qian kept smiling, liking Yang Liang more and more in his heart, but he became more and more bottomless. He believed that what his classmate said just now would definitely be like Yang Liang after today.

So, he decided that he wanted to be more proactive and radical.

Thinking so, he did.

He went up and squeezed in front of Yang Liang, with a sunny smile on his face: "Yang Liang, I have something to look for you, let's go over there and talk?"

Well, the group of girls laughed.

Yang Liang frowned and said, "Let's talk about something here." ”

Fang Qian's expression was a little stiff: "Here?"

"Well, here it is. ”

Fang Qian is playing big, he actually wants to show his heart in private, no matter what, he is also the first person to confess, but here?

Fang Qian's head was big.

Not to mention that Fang Qian was too young, he thought that the story would develop like the script he wrote, Yang Liang and him were in a place where no one was, and they said a few words, even if they were rejected, as long as he didn't admit it, it didn't matter what others said. And it can also give others an illusion, Fang Qian and Yang Liang are quite familiar?

It's just that he met Yang Liang, a person who doesn't play cards according to common sense.

Fang Qian looked at the girls around him who were watching the play, and stared at Yang Liang sincerely, and said, "Classmate Yang Liang, I like you......"

Before he could speak, Yang Liang turned around and left. Carrying his bag, he said to the class, "I won't go to the dinner party in the evening, I have to leave beforehand." ”

That's it, standing there alone with Fang Qian hanging, it's not chasing, it's not chasing. Fang Qian felt so sad.

He really wanted to look up to the sky and howl, why, why!

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Yang An was washing the vegetables, and he was about to finish eating.

Today, Yang Liang's class activity said that he would not come back for dinner in the evening. Do it yourself, have plenty of food and clothing.

Today, Yang An ran for a day and decided to treat himself.

Well, make a radish pork rib soup, make a shredded cabbage, make a braised lion's head, make a scrambled egg with green peppers, and make another ......

It's enough, it's just one person, three dishes and one soup is already a luxury.

Ping Pong bang bang, the meal is fragrant.

The pork rib soup, which has been boiled for an hour and a half, is really fragrant.

The braised lion's head and the scrambled eggs with green peppers are out of the pot almost at the same time, and the last hand-torn cabbage is alive.

Hit a bowl full of self-grown rice, full of grains, crystal clear, Yang An couldn't help but take a big bite into his mouth, and then stuffed it into a whole lion's head, this taste is really not enough for outsiders.

At this time, the door opened, and Yang Liang came in.

Seeing the food on the table, his eyes lit up, and his originally cold expression immediately changed to a look of surprise: "Brother, I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time." Well, it smells good. Quick, give me a bowl of rice, I'm hungry!"

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The middle paragraph is Yi, which is taken from Mo Xizi's poem "Don't Be Afraid", in fact, Yang Liang is definitely not singing this, but I don't understand Yi, I looked for a long time, and I only found the lyrics Don't be afraid, so I borrowed it. If only you knew that. Anyway, I don't understand what Yang Liang sings, she sings in Yi.