"Class leader, there is a school sports meeting next week, and now there are many projects that have not been reported yet, do you want to mobilize in the class before school" Yang Yang walked to Cheng Xiaoyu's desk sitting in the corner and said with a frown and holding the registration form. ↑，

Cheng Xiaoyu, as a class leader, has truly achieved Cheng Dù, who is the shopkeeper, and Duanmu Linsha helps him do all the usual class affairs. Cheng Xiaoyu subconsciously glanced at Duanmu Linsha, she was surrounded by a circle of classmates, both boys and girls. And Cheng Xiaoyu is almost invisible to this class, even if his talent is undoubted, he basically doesn't communicate with the people in the class, except for occasionally saying a few words to Luo Kai in the same bedroom. It's easy for him to think that he is arrogant, but in fact he is just too lazy to socialize.

Duanmu Linsha is different, she has a wide range of interests, she will not be cold in all conversations, and she is polite to anyone, as long as she asks for her help in anything, she will not hesitate to help, even if she carefully keeps a proper distance from boys, but both boys and girls like her very much, and her prestige in the class is naturally very high.

The school girl who went to the play voted, Cheng Xiaoyu's class was said to have not lost a single vote, everyone voted for her, and many classmates took the initiative to help her canvass for votes, she didn't care what kind of ranking she could get, but the female classmates in the class cared more than her.

Cheng Xiaoyu only knew at this moment how incompetent he was, but he didn't care, he didn't want to be the squad leader anyway. Cheng Xiaoyu thought about it. I feel that Duanmu Linsha is much better than saying two words on stage by myself. So he said to Yang Yang, "If you want the deputy squad leader to go, she will be mobilized, no one can resist"

Yang Yang was a little embarrassed and said, "Then you tell the deputy squad leader, you can't always let me trouble people."

Cheng Xiaoyu nodded, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message directly to Duanmu Linsha, Yang Yang was dumbfounded, and he had to send a text message so close. He also understands that he can't. I think this squad leader is really weird. I didn't take advantage of such a good opportunity to get close to the goddess.

Cheng Xiaoyu just saw that there were too many people around Duanmu Linsha, and he didn't want to go over to join in the fun, he was still a very arrogant chubby man.

Duanmu Linsha smiled like a flower in the crowd, heard the sound of the mobile phone, took out the mobile phone from the drawer, and quickly replied to Cheng Xiaoyu, "Okay." Then she sent a message "Xiaoyu, how many meals do you say you owe me" She is actually very used to communicating with Cheng Xiaoyu in such a sneaky way, which makes her feel that Cheng Xiaoyu is a secret that belongs to her.

Cheng Xiaoyu has never been stingy with such a beautiful loyal fan of him, and when he talks about the opportunity to invite Duanmu Linsha to dinner, others can't ask for it, "You can eat as many meals as you say." No defaults. ”

"Let's put this issue aside for the time being, why didn't you sue me when you went to the tournament last week?"

"Well, I don't know what's going on, I thought it was the kind that no one was watching. ”

"Hmph. Your explanation is too weak, is there still a week for you?"

"Yes, on a Sunday afternoon in the studio of SH Radio and Television. ”

"Then I'll go and cheer you on then. ”

"I haven't gotten a ticket yet."

"I don't have to worry about this, I'll just take care of it myself. ”

"Is it really okay to eat together at noon?"

"It's too late to please this girl now, I have an appointment at noon."

"Well, another day. ”

"Don't think crooked, it's my mother's birthday, and I'm going home for dinner. ”

"Then I wish your mother a happy birthday. ”

"Hmm. Your birthday is almost here."

"There are more than ten days left. ”

Duanmu Linsha finally replied, "I'm thinking about what to send you," she looked up and found that the people around her didn't talk much, they were all watching her text with a smile.

Her sister couldn't help but ask, "Sasha, who are you texting with, can't it be a boyfriend if you smile so sweetly?"

Duanmu Linsha blushed a little and shook her head without answering, and then diverted the topic.

When Duanmu Linsha mentioned his birthday, Cheng Xiaoyu realized that it had been almost a year since he got a new life, and time was really fast.

Today, Friday, Cheng Xiaoyu went straight to the "Forest of Lights" after lunch to rehearse their new song for the finals.

When Xia Shamo received the new song written by Cheng Xiaoyu, she sang the lyrics in her heart for the first time, and her eyes moistened, she thought that Cheng Xiaoyu's song was written for her. Every word, including every melody, was written in her heart, and she hoped that her mother could listen to her sing, and she wanted to sing to her mother.

But she didn't know how to speak, she walked on the road to Fudan to the "Forest of Lights", her mind was full of notes written by Cheng Xiaoyu, she didn't have the feeling of wanting to sing a song loudly for a long time, this feeling is so strong, to be able to sing such a song, there is really no regret in life, Xia Shamo thought.

When she walked to the bar street and watched Cheng Xiaoyu park the car at the door of the "Forest of Lights", he got off the station and waved to her under the plane tree on the side of the road.

The fallen leaves turn yellow this season, the heat and noise of summer fade away, and the sky is clear and far away. This is the transition between warmth and cold, this is the transition between hot summer and midwinter, this is the season when everything goes from lush to withered.

Time followed the traces of autumn on Xia Shamo's heart, leaving a series of clear footprints on the heart after the tide surged, she loved summer before, and now she also loves autumn, because autumn is the season when they meet.

She walked quickly towards Cheng Xiaoyu and walked into the "Forest of Lights" side by side with him.

The arrangement of this song does not have too many things about the guitar and bass, mainly the piano and drums, and there are small guitar melodies, because the difficulty of singing this song is quite high, and the last short guitar playing is handed over to Wang Ou, and Xia Shamo is OK as long as she concentrates on singing a good song.

During the rehearsal, Xia Shamo almost tried her best every time she sang, because she was afraid that Xia Shamo would use her voice too much, Cheng Xiaoyu had to stop the practice early, and several people dispersed after dinner.

Xia Shamo didn't ride a bicycle today, Cheng Xiaoyu drove her home, and in the corner park not far from her home, Xia Shamo asked Cheng Xiaoyu to park the car here and asked him to accompany her for a walk. Cheng Xiaoyu parked the car as he said and walked with Xia Shamo in the evening breeze under the bright moon.

In autumn, the cherry blossom trees are full of long, narrow golden diamond-shaped leaves, and the park has slides, swings, and single parallel bars standing in the sand.

Xia Shamo walked to the side of the swing, stretched out her hand to shake the small swing, and said, "When I was a child, my mother often took me here to play, and when I was in elementary school, I would come here to swing when I was unhappy. ”

"Childhood ran away, and the swing is still here. I'm older, but my mom is older. When I was a child, she taught me to sing and play the piano, and now she is against me singing and playing the piano, I sometimes don't know how to communicate with her, she seems to be right with me, but I don't think it's right. I know she's for my good, and it's a dilemma between survival and dreams. Xia Shamo sighed and said, the unmanned swing swinging higher and higher in her hand.

Cheng Xiaoyu stood next to him and looked at Xia Shamo, who was a little annoyed, and said, "Suer, have you ever had a near-death experience, when you were dying, you didn't think about what I did, but what regrets I still had to do, I didn't have time to do it." You can never connect the past, the present and the future in the present, we can only see it through memories when there is no future. And now you have to believe that the past is connected to the future. At this time, you must have faith, and you can be true to yourself with faith. Even if your choice is different from what your mom wants, you have to believe that you are the right one. Everyone's time and life are limited, and you can't allow yourself to live in other people's minds. Don't take dogma too seriously, don't live in the expectations of others, and don't let criticism erase your inner voice. You have to find what you're passionate about, and know that your work will take up most of your life. Only when you love your work can you be fulfilled from the bottom of your heart. And only by loving what you do can you make a difference. You have to have the courage to follow your own heart and intuition, your heart already knows your dreams for the future. So trust your choice to be right. ”

Xia Shamo stopped the movement in her hand, clapped her hands and said, "Actually, I have already made up my mind, but I still lack a little courage to confess to my mother." With your encouragement, I feel like I can do anything, if I had your eloquence, maybe I wouldn't have had an argument with my mother."

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and said, "I think Auntie should be very easy to communicate, or invite her to watch your competition on the weekend, and if you can participate in the Youth Song Competition, you should be recognized by her."

Behind Xia Shamo was the clear moonlight, and she bathed in it, as if she was wearing a faint wing, "Well, I'll try to tell her, and thank you." ”

"Thank me for what"

Xia Shamo smiled and said, "Thank you for writing such a good song, sometimes I wonder if it's a waste for me to sing it."

Cheng Xiaoyu lowered his eyes and said softly, "Suer, no one is more suitable than you." The voice was like a gentle whisper.

I've been afraid to read book reviews lately, and my poor glass heart is not finished.