There was a mess in the Bobei 502 classroom, pulling the racks, watching the excitement, and the counselor Zhou Xinghai stood on the podium, cheering continuously, his face was pale.

Seeing that they were still entangled, He Bangwei, who was sitting in the back row, got up and walked to Li Yunsheng's side, stretched out one hand, grabbed his arm, and exerted a little force.

Li Yunsheng was riding on Ke Haihua and was beating happily, his arm was grabbed by the person behind him, he felt that his body was weak and he couldn't use his strength, he was pulled away from Ke Haihua, and turned his head to see that it was He Bangwei, the protagonist of today's incident.

Ke Haihua was lying on the ground, his face was swollen on both sides, he had never been beaten like this since he was a child, and through the hand covering his face, he Bangwei was standing in front of him and pulling Li Yunsheng, he said hatefully: "He Bangwei, Li Yunsheng, you wait for me!" ”

As if he hadn't heard anything, He Bangwei grabbed Li Yunsheng and walked to the back, and the classmates who were watching the excitement around him got out of the way.

Ke Haihua got up from the ground and limped out of the classroom.

Counselor Zhou Xinghai motioned to Wang Zirui, the squad leader in the same dormitory as him, to stop him and tell him to calm down and not cause another incident.

The classroom gradually quieted down, and the four people in the 1304 dormitory were all sitting in the last row, Li Yunsheng was excited, Ye Chuan was calm, Wang Wei was thinking, and He Bangwei was still expressionless.

Zhou Xinghai suppressed his anger and said to Li Yunsheng: "Who asked you to beat someone, write a check for me!" He also restored the tables and chairs that had been knocked down by the classmates in the first row.

"This kind of thing happened on the first day of school, and you still have to get along with classmates for three years, why didn't you tolerate and tolerate it at all, and beat up your classmates, which really shows your ability!" Zhou Xinghai continued to lecture the four people in the back row.

Wang Wei lowered his head and muttered, "What are you like?" ”

Zhou Xinghai on the podium gave a few more words, and walked out of the classroom briskly with a blue face.

As soon as he went out, the classmate next to him came over, and a good-looking and sturdy man said to Li Yunsheng: "Hey, Li Yunsheng, it's a good beating, I have long seen that guy is not pleasing to the eye." ”

Li Yunsheng rolled his eyes: "Tao Jianyong, then if you don't beat me early, you still want me to do it." ”

The sturdy Tao Jianyong straightened his biceps and said with a smile: "I took the opportunity to kick you when I pulled you just now, hehe, I didn't rush as much as you." ”

After a few words, the four people in the dormitory got up together and prepared to go back to the dormitory.

Tao Jianyong looked at their backs and said to his fellow tablemates: "Li Yunsheng is very righteous, this He Bangwei is really a little cowardly!" ”

……

Here, the squad leader Wang Zirui went out to catch up with Ke Haihua, and he was already on the path next to the teaching building.

Ke Haihua took out his mobile phone and was about to call, Wang Zirui patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Hua, what are you doing, who are you going to call?" ”

Shaking off his hand, Ke Haihua sneered: "You want to take care of it?" ”

scolded "don't be ashamed of your face", but there was a kind atmosphere on his face, Wang Zirui said softly: "But fighting with classmates, no matter how big a deal, who are you going to call when you take out your mobile phone, or what is it about finding someone from outside the school." The two of us have a bedroom, can I hurt you? ”

Wang Zirui is the squad leader, his mind is heavier, and he thinks more on weekdays, for fear that Ke Haihua will be beaten by this beating, and then find someone from other places, they are all hot-blooded young people, it is really a big fight, and those who lack arms and legs will be in trouble.

Seeing that Ke Haihua didn't speak or continued to press the number, Wang Zirui breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "You have suffered a little loss, let's get it back by ourselves when you go back, didn't Li Yunsheng help He Bangwei, wait until the eleventh program, you leave from the quota in our class, and when you compare on the stage, the level will be revealed, see who can't hang on the face." ”

Ke Haihua walked forward slowly, thinking about what Wang Zirui said, and felt that it made sense, he was a civilized person, what was the matter of finding someone to fight. I'm going to make the other person miserable mentally!

Ke Haihua figured it out in his heart, and he was still a little uncomfortable for a while, so he continued to walk forward with a cold face.

Wang Zirui found that his pace had slowed down, and knew that he had already moved, so he smiled slightly and said: "Brother Hua, go, I invite you to drink, the gentleman will take revenge, ten years is not too late, and then let them look good after a while." ”

Ke Haihua snorted and didn't speak, but at this time, there happened to be a wind blowing, and his face suddenly felt a hot pain, which really reminded him of the fact that he had just been beaten up.

Although he felt that what Wang Zirui said was reasonable, he was still uneasy in the end, and he was ruthless in his heart: he was going to find someone to beat Li Yunsheng and He Bangwei, which was to make the other party suffer physically and mentally. By the way, beat them up before the eleventh show!

With the determination in his heart, Ke Haihua turned his head and saw Wang Zirui's kind face, covered his face and bared his teeth and said: "What you said makes sense, specially, don't be busy drinking, go with me to apply some medicine first!" ”

Wang Zirui hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, apply the medicine first, go, go to the infirmary, I know the teacher." ”

The two turned around and walked towards the campus infirmary.

didn't mention these two people, but said that the four people in dormitory 1304 were walking slowly on the way back, and Li Yunsheng was reenacting the other three with light steps.

"See, I took an arrow step, knocked him down with a right hook, and then a white crane dried its wings, and another jack fell ......" Li Yunsheng proudly blew the sea.

He has a detached personality, but he doesn't think it's a big deal to beat someone in court, isn't it just an inspection, what can he do.

Ye Chuan saw that he was so proud, shook his head slightly, and said, "After all, they are all classmates, so they shouldn't be so impulsive." ”

Wang Wei, a person in the slightly fat world, hesitated for a moment and slowly spoke: "It's going to be fine." ”

He Bangwei, who hadn't spoken much, suddenly said: "Cutting the grass does not remove the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows." "He has become more and more aware of how to use the sentences in his memory after fusing his memory.

Li Yunsheng staggered back in front of him, saw He Bangwei's expression without the slightest smile, and said, "Brother Wei is getting more and more cool now, and his face is more and more paralyzed." ”

He Bangwei didn't speak, just pondering, like this trivial matter, should he pinch Ke Haihua to death.

Shaking his head and abandoning this idea, after all, it is a trivial matter, and there is no other reason, it is better not to kill so much in a society governed by the rule of law.

The other three people in the dormitory didn't talk about this topic anymore, talking about laughing and studying where to go for lunch together, He Bangwei, who had been thinking about his own tune since yesterday, suddenly came to inspiration, and after talking to them, he went straight to the dormitory to get the guitar, preparing to find a remote corner of the campus to adapt the tune.

Downstairs in the Songyuan dormitory, He Bangwei, who was holding a guitar, stopped and stopped, playing a few times on the strings from time to time.

Walking near the gymnasium on campus, he saw that the path behind him was quite quiet, and he sat on the grass on the side of the road.

He Bangwei, who was immersed in the song, was like himself at the beginning of learning swords, and he focused on entering an indescribable state.

It can be known from the bottom to the limelight, no matter which profession or industry, there are common places.

As the saying goes, those who have achieved great things in ancient times not only have supernatural talents, but also have perseverance.

As a swordsman, He Bangwei has both the former and the tenacity that has been honed far beyond others. The state of concentration brought about by this tenacious habit seems to have caused his consciousness to slowly vibrate, and a mysterious change has occurred.

At this moment, He Bangwei, who was deeply cursed, couldn't hold a sword, couldn't visualize the heart sword, and couldn't even recall the swordsmanship that he had honed from time to time, and the adaptation of the tune from the other plane on the guitar seemed to let him find a little sustenance.

This sustenance and focus is now being applied to the adaptation, which is progressing very quickly, after all, he has also studied the music theory of the troubadour.

The adaptation of the tune in his mind became smoother and smoother, and after pondering for a moment, He Bangwei took a deep breath and gently played the first note.

"Above the Gods" --- eight to six strings.

The stars of chaos in the night, the light above the gods,

Blooming roses in red, wrapped in golden urn days.

The right way out of the gloom,

Smiling, sobbing, the home of the warriors.

Lucky plucked strings cut the burning of the continent.

The god of birth, the evolution of chaos,

Dimm, dim, incomparable sighs.

The plane leaks light.

……

He Bangwei followed the sound of the guitar and gently chanted "Above the Gods" in the continental lingua franca.

The sound of the guitar came from the grass, and there were few people around, except for a middle-aged man who passed by the small road and was about to walk from the south gate.

The middle-aged man frowned, listening to the sound of the guitar coming in, he didn't understand music, he only felt that it was very good, quite exotic, and faintly stirred his heart.

After listening to the song, I wanted to go up and ask the young man on the grass about this song, but I looked down at my watch, thinking about the people waiting for me, and hurriedly ran to the south gate.

As soon as he got out of the south gate, he trotted into the Audi car waiting for him, calmed down, and the aroused mood suddenly reminded him of a few sentences from "Tianwen":

Who can be the best?

Feng Yi is only like an image, how can he know it?

Light and dark, but what is the time?

The triad of yin and yang, what is the origin and what is the transformation?

"Lao Li, what do you think? As soon as you get in the car, it depends on your thoughtfulness? A middle-aged man in the driver's seat asked.

"Hear a good tune." The middle-aged man surnamed Li smiled lightly and continued: "Let's go, go to the Education Department." ”

The car started slowly and drove from the south gate in the direction of the city.

Outside the school gate, Ke Haihua, who had been applied, and Wang Zirui, the squad leader, were about to walk to the hotel outside the school, and when they saw the back of the car, Wang Zirui's eyes flashed, and he said, "Vice President Li's car." ”

Ke Haihua didn't care, and pointed out the country: "It's all bureaucrats." ”

They don't know that on the campus across the wall, there is a veritable "Divine Song" from another world that has been officially adapted and can be played entirely by the guitar.

He Bangwei bounced back and forth twice, only to feel that there was not only the joy after the successful adaptation, but also the confusion and question brought by the nature of this song, is there still a great power above the gods, how did he come here across time and space, and can he still go home?

Maybe I'll never go back. Maybe going back to my hometown will only become a dream.

But people always have dreams, what if, come true?

After a moment's pause, getting up to flick the dust, He Bangwei put away his guitar and walked towards the dormitory.