In this trivial matter, because the aftermath of the theft incident has not subsided, Cheng Xiaoyu's slightly lonely November has come to an end, and it is about to enter a new December.

On this day, when the vice dean Liao Dongneng found Cheng Xiaoyu after school in the morning, he asked him to go to the office to sit down, Cheng Xiaoyu thought that he was asked to change departments again, but there was nothing he could do about this former head of the composition department who was kind and pleasant and did not put on a show, so he could only follow Liao Dongneng to walk in the corridor of the college, like a student who was caught doing bad things, with a bitter face, because of his bad reputation, there are still girls who will point fingers at him.

When he arrived at the office, Liao Dongneng took out a disposable cup from the water dispenser and asked, "Tea or coffee?"

Cheng Xiaoyu politely replied, "Dean, Bai Shui is fine, if you have something to say, just say it! If it is a change of department, I really haven't thought about it for the time being." ”

Liao Dongneng took a cup of warm boiled water from Cheng Xiaoyu and handed it to him, "This time it's not for the transfer of departments, the school will hold a high-level concert on New Year's Day, and the Symphony Orchestra of the Hannover Conservatory of Music in Germany, a sister school, will also come over for academic exchanges, and complete this performance with the Shangju Symphony Orchestra." At that time, many political and business celebrities and many well-known musicians will participate. ”

Cheng Xiaoyu asked a little suspiciously, "But Dean Liao, this has nothing to do with me, right?"

"I'm here to see if you have any good works lately, and in order to show off the style of our college, everyone in the composition department has submitted their best works, and if there are good ones, we will perform them in this concert. Liao Dongneng smiled and patted Cheng Xiaoyu's shoulder and said, he had high hopes for Cheng Xiaoyu.

Cheng Xiaoyu thought about it for a while, and he didn't need to be in the limelight, so he groaned and refused, "Dean Liao, I'm really ashamed, I haven't written a work that satisfies me yet." Thank you Dean Liao for your care, I disappointed you. ”

Liao Dongneng felt a little sorry, he always felt that this student was a little strangely resistant to entering the composition department. He smiled and said, "Don't miss this opportunity, this time it's a good person." Will you have the opportunity to be an exchange student at the Hannover Academy in Germany?"

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't care about such a thing at all, but he didn't want to go to Germany where there were only sausages to eat and suffer, so he returned to "Okay, Dean Liao, if I have any good works, I will definitely give them to you." ”

"It's all about it. That's the end of the week. Liao Dong could see Cheng Xiaoyu's perfunctory, he really didn't understand that a student who was obviously talented liked to restrain his edge, as if he was not interested in anything.

In fact, it's not that Cheng Xiaoyu is not interested at all, it's just that this time it's not attractive to him. He said goodbye to Liao Dongneng and went directly to the cafeteria, and he thought a little melancholy that his favorite potato braised pork at this time was probably gone.

Finally, the cold wind of December blew away the vague details of autumn, and the long winter was about to begin. Cheng Xiaoyu has already written the song of Xia Shamo's elimination competition and is ready to send it to her. Let her practice well.

After having dinner with his roommates in the cafeteria, on the way back to the dormitory, Cheng Xiaoyu received a text message from Pei Yanchen. asked him to come to the library at seven o'clock to receive last month's salary, although Cheng Xiaoyu didn't care about that money, but it didn't seem good not to receive it.

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the table below, there was still half an hour before seven o'clock, and it was a little embarrassing to go back to the dormitory at this time, so he said hello to his roommates and went directly to the library.

When I arrived at the library, it was really early, and Pei Yanchen hadn't arrived at this time, so Cheng Xiaoyu turned out his library card. I borrowed two books, sat down in my old position in the staff area and began to look through them.

It was close to seven o'clock. Even if it was far away, Cheng Xiaoyu's sensitive ears could still distinguish Pei Yanchen's footsteps. He was just about to stand up when he heard another voice that he didn't like very much, Feng Jun's.

"Yan Chen, you have to think clearly, this is a good opportunity to realize your dreams, tomorrow I will take you to have dinner with my parents, as long as my father comes forward to say a word, you will definitely be able to enter the school symphony orchestra." ”

Pei Yanchen said lightly, "Senior Feng Jun, I understand your kindness." If I want something, I will fight for it myself, and I don't need help from others. ”

"Don't you be so stubborn? I don't really want you to be my girlfriend, just pretend. Feng Jun persuaded bitterly.

Pei Yanchen shook his head and said with a firm expression, "There are many things that can't be started, and I don't feel how strong my will is, so please allow me to stick to it a little." ”

Feng Jun sighed and said, "I really don't know what you're insisting on, you don't explain the rumors on the Internet, I know you're tall and refined, but you also have to care a little about your own situation, right? If it weren't for a pervert who stole underwear to share the firepower for you, it is estimated that you are still at the center of public opinion." ”

Pei Yanchen said coldly: "He's not a pervert. ”

"What?" Feng Jun felt as if he didn't understand what Pei Yanchen was trying to say.

"I said, the one who stole the underwear, he's not a pervert. Pei Yanchen said again seriously.

Feng Jun frowned and said, "Who do you know?" He didn't want Pei Yanchen to have anything to do with a pervert.

Pei Yanchen didn't want to pay attention to him even more, and said, "Can you stop talking to me?" I want to finish translating this article. ”

Feng Jun said helplessly, "Okay, I'll go outside to smoke a cigarette first, do you want to go together?"

Pei Yanchen looked down and didn't look at Feng Jun, and said, "Thank you, I've quit." ”

"Quit well. Feng Jun smiled and got up and walked towards the door of the library, Pei Yanchen seemed to be the devil in his life, he just couldn't do anything about her, but in fact, maybe because Lei Xin also liked it, so he liked it more and wanted it more.

Cheng Xiaoyu sat in the position that once belonged to him and waited for a while, thought about it, and walked in front of Pei Yanchen from the other side of the employee position, pretending to have just arrived. He greeted Pei Yanchen a little unnaturally, "Hi." ”

Pei Yanchen looked up at Cheng Xiaoyu, her expression was very indifferent, and she didn't respond to Cheng Xiaoyu's greeting, she took out a stack of white paper wrapped money from her bag, and said officially, "You have been a translator for a month, and here is 1,800 yuan." You dot. ”

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and said, "No need to order." ”

Pei Yanchen opened the white paper with Cheng Xiaoyu's name written on it, and counted them to Cheng Xiaoyu one by one, "One hundred, two hundred and one thousand, eight hundred." ”

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at Pei Yanchen's serious expression in silence, looking at her curved eyelashes. With his eyes lowered, he felt like he must have missed something.

Wait for Pei Yanchen to hand him the money. He came to his senses and said, "Thank you." ”

Pei Yanchen just looked down at the article in the German magazine, held the pen, and did not speak.

Cheng Xiaoyu put away his smile and said politely, "Goodbye." "Turn and leave.

Pei Yanchen turned her head and didn't look at his back, she didn't know what she was angry with or who she was angry about. Because he didn't say goodbye? But who is he? Is he qualified to be angry? She knows that there is a character in the world called a supporting role, maybe they are mediocre. They may be dazzling, but they will always be just a foil and background for the protagonist, and they will always be used to inspire and enlighten the protagonist, create and resolve misunderstandings, and preferably block bullets for the protagonist - in order to be lucky enough to die in the protagonist's arms and get two tears of sympathy from him.

And she is not only a supporting role, she is destined from the beginning of the script, and she can only play a villain role.

Cheng Xiaoyu knew that Pei Yanchen's attitude towards him was a little strange, and when he walked out of the library, he felt that he still owed Pei Yanchen something. Recently, the weather has been fine, and the night has not been cold to the bone. Cheng Xiaoyu grabbed two books borrowed from the library and walked towards the dormitory.

When he returned to the dormitory, he first posted a new song to Xia Shamo on the Internet, and then took out a blank score and began to write, he had already thought about writing it. But he never wrote a violin concerto.

This is one of the most classic violin concertos in Chinese history, and Cheng Xiaoyu thinks this is the last compensation he can give her.

Because Cheng Xiaoyu does not have the score of this violin concerto in his memory, he can only pick it down paragraph by paragraph according to his memory, which is also a very huge project, but thinking that tomorrow is the deadline that Liao Dong can say, he can only go downstairs to buy a cup of coffee, and plan to stay up all night to finish it.

Chang Yue, Wu Fan and Luo Kai were still playing games every day, and Chang Yue turned off the computer in the early hours of the morning, and saw that Cheng Xiaoyu, who usually slept very early, hadn't slept yet. He asked, "Isn't the squad leader asleep?"

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't look up either, and said, "You sleep first." Lend me your lamp. ”

Chang Yue staggered to his feet, yawned and went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. helped Cheng Xiaoyu set up the table lamp, glanced at the score written by Cheng Xiaoyu, and couldn't help but look at it a few more times and said, "Violin concerto?"

Cheng Xiaoyu nodded.

"Squad leader, you are in the rhythm of doing great things!"

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and said, "It's just that I owe a favor and want to pay it back!

Chang Yue was really a little sleepy, so he didn't ask any questions, and lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

It is also very energy-consuming to play the classical symphony for half an hour, especially the need for bit by bit deduction details, which allows Cheng Xiaoyu to complete the score when it is almost dawn, when the early morning bird song and the sunshine remind him to wake up, Cheng Xiaoyu finally wrote the title on the first page with a desolate pen.

In the first two classes, Xiao Yu asked Luo Kai to help ask for leave, and he made up for sleep in the dormitory, and he didn't go to class after getting up, so he went directly to Liao Dongneng's office with the score.

When Cheng Xiaoyu knocked on the door and entered, Liao Dongneng was quite surprised, seeing that he was holding a stack of music in his hand, he smiled with his eyebrows, didn't say anything, and reached out to pick it up first.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't hand it to Liao Dongneng, and said sternly, "Dean, I won't be able to write this violin concerto in the future!

Liao Dongneng was a little surprised, this was the first time that a student had the opportunity to perform his work on such an important occasion, and instead of doing his best to cooperate, he made a request. I don't know if this is conceit or self-confidence, but it's normal for a genius to be arrogant, but I don't know if Cheng Xiaoyu can afford the name genius. Liao Dongneng was not in a hurry to take over the score at this time, and withdrew his hand and said, "It depends on how your work is!"

Cheng Xiaoyu said in a nonchalant tone: "The classical symphony of about 30 minutes, although the difficulty of playing is not high, I think it is the first work in China that combines Western music forms with Chinese folk music tones to form a theme." Although it is not a great work due to my lack of classical skills, I think it should be of great importance in the history of China. ”

Liao Dong could hear Cheng Xiaoyu's boastful words, and felt that he had heard something wrong, although Cheng Xiaoyu said these words in a modest and introspective tone, but Liao Dong could feel that Cheng Xiaoyu's exaggeration was excessive, and words like "not great" had a strong sense of arrogance. (To be continued.) )