Lausanne, I believe in you, with you by my side, I am not afraid at all.

Wang Ying, we must win the championship.

The two of them stepped softly from the back of the stage with slow steps.

The two held hands

The originally noisy audience was instantly quiet and silent.

The grade teachers in charge of grading in the first row were also dumbfounded!

I don't know if it's shock, or surprise!

The head teacher of the second and third classes of high school had a stern face, his face was not shocked, his eyes emitted a burning light, and the beads of sweat the size of peas slipped suddenly from the vicissitudes of the head teacher's old face.

It was quiet, the air was suffocating and oppressive, and it seemed that they could hear each other's breathing.

Time seemed to stand still.

The two people in the eyes of the audience are like ancient boys and girls, the women are as beautiful as fairies, and the men are handsome and chic.

Although there are clothes to set off, they still can't hide their beauty and temperament and charm.

The two glanced at each other, conveying a sense of trust and affection.

The two stood opposite each other, and the warm and dazzling sunlight sprinkled onto the stage, and the figures of the two seemed to be covered with dazzling veils.

Lausanne elegantly placed the half-meter-long green jade flute to his lips, and gradually closed his eyes as his mind kept recalling the familiar and soft melody.

The opening music of "Lover's Heart" is a soft melody. Euphemistic and beautiful, like a pure spring.

A cool breeze blew, and the sound of the flute spread in the air, and it was elegant and light. Tranquil and long-lasting; Like a gurgling stream, tactful and crisp, chanting and singing; It is like the original scenery of a hometown, without lead carving, fresh and natural, when that beautiful rhythm spreads in the ears - high-pitched, low-back; Melodious, passionate - and with it, the heart is turbulent.

"Turn into style, turn into rain, turn into spring and come to you." Wang Ying held the microphone in her hand and sang softly.

The sound of heaven! It seems to be a spring flowing under the high mountain, without any dust, like an empty valley orchid, soft and sweet, like soaked honey. It perfectly combines the artistic conception expressed by ancient songs. It makes people feel comfortable and relaxed.

The music played by Lausanne's lips from the jade flute is not mixed with any dust, and with Wang Ying's soft voice, it is a match made in heaven. Perfect.

The sun is shining. Lausanne's poet-like melancholy temperament gradually radiated

Dreams are like sounds. Dreams are like shadows, and dreams are distant palm prints.

Turned into smoke, turned into mud. Drift into a cloud and float towards you.

Thinking is like the sea, love is like a city, and missing is the most unreachable.

You ask the West Lake water to steal some of her beauty.

Time is gone, and who is left with the vows.

You ask the water of the Yangtze River, and you feel the taste of sadness.

Half of the lover's heart is left, and it can't be recalled

The gentle breeze blew the soft black hair of the two, Wang Ying opened her eyes full of tenderness like angels, her curved eyelashes trembled slightly, and a flush like a red apple appeared on her hot cheeks.

Wang Ying nervously turned around and looked at Lausanne affectionately

The eyes of the two men met in a complicated way.

"Half of the lover's heart is left, and it can't be recalled"

This time should be regarded as the most exciting program since the school celebration competition was held, and some good people have already taken out their mobile phones to shoot this unforgettable scene.

Even the teachers got involved.

Time becomes eternal at this moment. Above the center of the stage, at the moment after the singing ended, countless red rose petals were suddenly whispered by an invisible force on the top of the two people's heads.

Large red rose petals fell on the two of them, and Lausanne gently removed the roses that fell on Wang Ying's body and hair.

Wang Ying lowered her head shyly, and a flush like a ripe apple appeared on her fair face.

Wang Ying's face showed a warm and soothing smile.

As if to bring a force, Lausanne embraced her in the cheers of the audience.

Lausanne whispered in her ear: "Ying'er, I like you, I want to graduate with you, I want to go to a university with you, I want to marry you, I want to be with you forever." ”

Lausanne's ears seemed to hear Wang Ying's sobbing, and Lausanne let go of his palm and looked at Wang Ying in a daze.

"Ying'er, that," Lausanne said softly.

Whether the sudden confession was too abrupt, Lausanne was instantly at a loss.

The students and teachers in the audience heard the confession just now.

It was a shocking thing for a senior high school student to confess at the school celebration competition, not to mention the pressure of the college entrance examination, and the cold eyes of the teacher.

However, this time it was very unexpected, the teachers and students stood up from their seats, and there were tearful applause around them, like a flood flowing under a high mountain, suddenly and for a long time.

There is never a shortage of people to coax, many students saw that the two people on the stage were silent with each other, did they agree or not?

The students in the audience suddenly shouted loudly: "Together, together." ”

Luosang's heart suddenly blossomed with excitement and happiness, and he thanked the students who supported them behind his back, but Wang Ying in front of him was

"Wang Ying, I swear, swear to be good to you, although we are high school graduates and there are many things that have not yet been completed, I will definitely work hard and try to be with you"

In the coaxing of the students and the warm applause of the teachers, I don't know what the reason is, maybe it is because of Lausanne's sincere confession, or maybe Wang Ying has been waiting for this moment

Crystal tears slid softly from the corners of Wang Ying's eyes, piercing through the cold air and falling in midair.

Time in the afterglow of teardrops seems to outline the good memories between the two

"Well, my name is Lausanne, may I ask what is your name?" "Lausanne, you're so cute, especially your smile."

"Wang Ying, have you been in love before?" "Lausanne, do you think I sing well?"

"I'm not going to give you to him anyway, absolutely." "Thank you, Lausanne."

"If you feel scared, think of me, don't be afraid, for I am your messenger of flowers." "I've always remembered you, with you, I'm not afraid of any difficulties."

"Wang Ying, I'm sorry, I still haven't fully protected you." "It's okay, I've been touched by what you just did."

Ying'er, I like you, I want to graduate with you, I want to go to a university with you, I want to marry you, I want to be with you forever.

Wang Ying, I swear, swear to be good to you, although we are high school graduates and there are many things that have not been completed, I will definitely work hard and try to be with you

The flowing air was full of suffocation and embarrassment, the two people on the stage were really not together, many students began to stop coaxing, teachers stopped applauding, and all the eyes in the audience stared at them silently.

Wang Ying raised her Chu Chu moving face, which was almost covered by tears, and looked at Lausanne in front of her with tears in her eyes.

There was silence around, the heartbeat of the two was almost clean, and Wang Ying said softly: "I am willing." ”

I would like to be with you.

It's destined to be like a perfect movie, short and fast, but it will be remembered and become a good memory for people forever. (To be continued.) )