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Ouyang Xiu was lying on the railing at the door of the classroom, she really liked this kind of rainy day, and every time it rained, she would look at the boundless rain curtain quietly.

Hey, what is that guy doing?

She was surprised to see that the man seemed to be bored, and his body was motionless and staring at the small garden, or more precisely, at a clearing at the bottom of the small garden.

That person's facial features are very delicate, and his body is thin and small, if you don't look carefully, you might think of him as a girl.

She was surprised to see that the man was suddenly gesturing to the clearing, as if he were talking to some invisible being.

But she clearly saw that there were no people, not even a puppy, so she was very puzzled, could it be that he was practicing pantomime?

"Hehe, Xiuxiu, why are you staring at other people's handsome guys with such a spring face, do you like other people, do you want my sister to go and talk to you?" Best friend Lin Feifei pounced over, with an inexplicable smile on her face as she discovered the big secret.

"No, it just feels like he's, it seems ......"

"Weird, isn't it?"

When she was considering the language, her best friend had already said this somewhat rude word, although she thought so too, she just didn't like to speak ill of people behind her back.

"Xiuxiu, speaking of which, he went to the same middle school as you, and he is also well-known in school, as if he is regarded as one of the three weirdos, and often does some inexplicable things. After he went to high school, he became honest, and he didn't hear any rumors about him. Lin Feifei leaned on the railing like her, and told her with a smile.

"I see, that person is him." She nodded subconsciously, she had really heard of it.

It seems that the news about each other is negative, they don't like to talk, they deliberately keep their distance from others, and their grades are not up or down. On top of that, he often does some strange things, so he has no friends in the whole school.

At this time, a tall boy walked out of the classroom and greeted the man:

"Sumo, it's time to go to gym class."

Oh, his name is Sumo.

The girl wrote down the name, and always felt that the other party was not acting, but could really see something that others couldn't see.

She was also eager to see those monsters, ghosts, and other strange things, but it was still the most important thing to study honestly.

The third period in the afternoon was a music class, and this class was really bad for her, and the teacher rebuked her with some hatred:

"Ouyang Xiu, why are you so out of shape, thinking about something all day long? I'm about to face the art exam, don't you know how to pay attention? ”

"I'm sorry, teacher."

She lowered her head, and the classmates were all surprised.

It's no wonder that they did, because she was a well-known musical genius at the school, singing and playing the piano and flute, and would perform at every big school event.

And today's performance is not only bad, it's a mess, not even much better than beginners.

She returned to her seat, holding the flute and remembering the previous scene.

Born in a musical family, her parents are well-known musicians, and her uncle is a well-known pianist in the Ming Dynasty.

Since childhood, he has attracted the attention of countless people because of this talent, and has become what adults call "other people's children", and he has had a smooth life from elementary school to high school.

It's just because she has a more introverted personality and prefers to immerse herself in the world of music than communicating with others, so she doesn't have many friends.

Every day is the same - going to school - practicing in the music club - going home to practice.

In the eyes of others, this kind of life is very monotonous, but she sincerely likes it, and music is the greatest meaning of life for her.

As for why this is the case today, it is purely a dream.

In her dream, she heard a magical flute that did not match the melody she had learned. It's like playing as you like, but it has a particularly beautiful and harmonious rhythm.

It makes her feel like she is in the middle of nature, surrounded by flowers and butterflies, and everything is enjoying the wealth that nature has given her.

This flute sound is really amazing, she will never forget it, even during class, it still echoes in her mind, like the legendary three days around the beam or the month of March without knowing the taste of meat.

"Is it really a dream, and why do I still remember it so clearly?" She rubbed her chin and fell into thought again.

When she played the flute on stage just now, she subconsciously wanted to imitate that flute sound, but unfortunately failed, and she couldn't show one ten-thousandth of that flute sound at all, but instead provoked the teacher's scolding.

Alas, I really want to hear it again!

She held her head in her hands and scratched her hair a little frantically, which suddenly made the people around her look sideways, not understanding what nerves she was experiencing.

Honk...... Dalulu......

At this moment, the flute sound that haunted her suddenly reappeared!

She stood up suddenly, her ears pricked up to try to find the direction from which the sound was coming from.

"Ouyang Xiu, you have been dishonest since just now, what do you want to do!" The teacher stopped lecturing, slapped the table with his book and yelled.

I saw her moving around just now, and she didn't pay attention to the class at all, and the teacher looked at the good performance in the past, so he pretended not to see it in order to maintain the other party's self-esteem.

But now what is it, such a blatant violation of classroom discipline makes him feel very angry.

It made him even more angry, and the jaw dropped of the whole class, only to see the girl suddenly run out of the classroom: "Sorry, teacher, I was in a bit of a hurry to leave!" ”

Wow~

The classroom was suddenly boiling, and no one knew why this usually quiet girl behaved like this.

The teacher was so angry on the podium that he couldn't continue the class, and sighed heavily: "You guys should study on their own first, and when she comes back, let her go to the office to find me!" ”

After speaking, he brushed his sleeves away, leaving a group of students who were excited to discuss.

The girl didn't care what was happening in the classroom, and trotted all the way to the old school building to the melody of the flute.

"Right ahead!"

She climbed to the third floor, and felt the direction of the voice getting closer and closer to her.

Finally stopped at the door of classroom 304, calmed down his excitement, pushed the door directly in, the flute suddenly stopped, and a teenager sat there empty-handed and looked at her with surprise.

She looked nervous and asked, "Well, did you hear the flute?" ”