Feng Yankai glanced at Cheng Xiaoyu, knocked on the podium and said, "You didn't write it, then who wrote it?"

Cheng Xiaoyu pointed to the fat man in front of him and said, "I don't know who wrote it, I only know that he gave it to me!" If it is a love letter to other girls, Cheng Xiaoyu will memorize this pot. But this letter was written to Pei Yanchen, not to mention that he didn't know the person who wrote the letter and delivered the letter, so he couldn't carry this pot, so he could only betray the people in front of him. ”

At this time, the eyes of the whole classroom were focused on the two boys in front of and behind. The fat man didn't stand up, but waved his hand and denied, "It's not me! ”

Feng Yankai looked at the fat man with a panicked look, and he didn't bother to care about the truth of the matter, and said to Cheng Xiaoyu who was standing, "You start class and sleep, forget it." Now it is blatantly disrupting the order of the classroom. Look at your love letters, what you write, vulgar and empty, flashy and abusive rhetoric, insincere, naïve and self-righteous. If I were your Chinese teacher, I would give you a zero score for this essay. ”

The classroom was full of whispering voices and laughter, Cheng Xiaoyu could only be speechless, Feng Yankai's criticism made him feel bad, although he was also at fault, but the fat man in front did not admit that it was the love letter he handed over, and Pei Yanchen in the back did not accept this love letter for a long time, which made him more and more disgusted with these two people.

In the face of the teacher who stood on the podium and turned on the troll mode, he was helpless, and he could only be silent and could not refute the other party's indiscriminate spraying.

Feng Yankai looked at Cheng Xiaoyu, who was standing on the stage with his head bowed and speechless, and then looked at Pei Yanchen, who was sitting behind him with a crescent moon and a clear halo of flowers and trees, and felt that the boy in front of him who was not amazing was really self-conscious, so he was even more disdainful of him and said, "Since you don't like my class so much, you can go out, anyway, you won't get a single credit from me." At this time, the sound of ridicule in the electric classroom was also quiet, such a punishment was too severe.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't care, he was confident that he didn't need this credit, so he gently put the book into his schoolbag, and the other three people in the same bedroom could only look at him sympathetically.

Cheng Xiaoyu slowly squeezed out of his seat. When he walked to the corridor of the electric classroom, Jiang Muhan's whispered disdainful words came from behind him, "It's really a toad that wants to eat swan meat, Chenchen, where did this kind of person get the courage to write you a love letter?"

Pei Yanchen looked at the back of Cheng Xiaoyu, who was like a lost dog, and his mind was messy. Of course, she knew that this letter should not have been written by Cheng Xiaoyu, but it was inconvenient for her to open her mouth to defend him, as for what Jiang Muhan said, she couldn't hear it clearly, but just said casually, "Oh, I don't know either." ”

These conversations fell into Cheng Xiaoyu's ears. The joke-like gaze in the entire electric classroom made him feel a little ashamed, and the conversation between Pei Yanchen and Jiang Muhan made him feel that Pei Yanchen began to hate it. When he walked past the front row, he turned his head and glanced hatefully at the fat man who had framed him, the fat man lowered his head with sweat on his face, and he didn't have the courage to look at Cheng Xiaoyu at all. Cheng Xiaoyu guessed that the love letter should have been written by him.

When Cheng Xiaoyu looked back at the fat man, and when the classroom was ridiculing and ridiculing the tragic school flower suitor, Feng Yankai spoke again, "Hurry up and get out, don't delay everyone's time in class." ”

Cheng Xiaoyu stood in the corridor of the electric classroom, in fact, he didn't care if he was kicked out, and it didn't matter if he was ridiculed, but he was unwilling to let people misunderstand that he liked Pei Yanchen like this. So he stopped and said, "Teacher, if you tell me to go out, I don't care if I don't give me credits, after all, I did violate classroom discipline." But I still want to say that I really didn't write this love letter. As a piano teenager who thinks he is a bit literate, I have my pride, and this kind of writing is an insult to me. ”

"Yo, do you mean that your literary attainment is very high, and you can write a poem in seven steps like Cao Zhi, and you can write a brilliant love letter in seven steps for all of us to see?" Feng Yankai said with a sneer. He really didn't believe that this ordinary young man could write anything that made people look different.

Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at the upright piano next to the lectern in front of the classroom and said, "As a piano student who loves literature and music, I choose to express myself with music. After speaking, he didn't care whether Feng Yankai agreed or not, he walked over quickly and sat in front of the upright piano, and he calmly opened the lid. looked around at the nearly 100 people below the classroom, looked at Pei Yanchen deeply, and then began to play. (BGM "Song Written for You" Fang Datong)

"Ear lend me these few minutes, and this song will speak for me

In your heart, how to describe it, like a desert blooming flowers

Forgive me for shaking my fingers. It's me who puts the black keys when you're in the hand

If you can play it in your heart, please nod your head to me. ”

When he sat in front of the piano and sang melodiously with the beautiful and clear sound of the piano keys, the sunshine in the whole classroom suddenly brightened. Cheng Xiaoyu's voice is mellow and affectionate, and his singing skills are not comparable to these students who learn musical instruments, so after he sang the first lyrics, the students in the entire electric classroom were amazed. Why did everyone think it sounded so good? Everyone couldn't hide the great surprise on their expressions. The melody of each lyric is so gripping, so that everyone will have a general impression when they listen to it, and the lyrics are simply tailor-made and Cheng Xiaoyu. Suddenly, everyone felt that although Cheng Xiaoyu sitting in front of the piano was not handsome, with the piano and his chic rhythm, it became beautiful and pleasing to the eye, especially the unique temperament, mixed with the elegance of the piano and the melancholy of the poet, and the warm, gentle, and warm chattering lyrics made people want to listen to it infinitely.

This is a song written for you, full of apprehension

Like all the turns of life, I want you to recognize

Just wait for you to sing and I will be by your side

CausebabyIwrotethisIwrotethisforyou

Every time you weigh it, every paragraph, is the gentleness you deserve

Each measure, the heartbeat touches and wants to reach your chest

There is no surging throbbing for a while, but it can flow for a long time in late autumn

Everything in this world will be old, except the smile you look back on

At this time, the electric classroom was silent, and everyone's ears were Cheng Xiaoyu's hoarse or clear voice rubbing happiness, at this moment all the sounds in the world disappeared, and the melody was not important, only the honey-like words flowed between the senses, what is happiness? Maybe this is called happiness.

Pei Yanchen looked at Cheng Xiaoyu, who was sitting in front of the black piano, like a romantic poet, the melody he played and the sound he sang ran through her soul, making her have to indulge. She seemed to be able to see the half-hidden moonlight outside the window, and strangely enough, there was a light rain on his fingertips, and his black, old piano had a crumpled sheet music on it, and he looked at the sleeping girl he liked, and quietly played and sang the melody he had written with his own hand. There are raindrops rolling on his black-rimmed lenses, and his shallow gentleness turns love poetry into a lingering song in this dense rain line.

The last note in Cheng Xiaoyu's hand disappeared from the keys, he sat upright for a while, reminisced for a moment, and then calmly closed the lid, slowly stood up, and bowed slightly to everyone in the electric classroom with the piano, which was to thank them for listening quietly without interrupting, he picked up the schoolbag that was on the side, and turned around and walked out of the classroom without hesitation.

It wasn't until the back entered the door frame that the applause in the electric classroom began to ring, began to sparsely pull, and then thundered.

At this moment, no one in the electric classroom can forget the name jì, Cheng Xiaoyu.

Cheng Xiaoyu, who has a piano in his hand, is the most devastating pianist in the world.

And Feng Yankai could only be beaten into a supporting role in an instant from the pig's feet in the classroom, as for Pei Yanchen, she looked at Cheng Xiaoyu's back, and her heart became more and more painful, although this pain has nothing to do with love, but it is sharper. (To be continued.) )