Chapter 113 of the main text volume The First Sight in Memory (Second Update)

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"Hey, hey, hey! Da Shu! Da Shu! What happened to you? ”

The rice waved his hand in front of Shu Hongming's eyes, and seeing that Shu Hongming was still in a daze, he suddenly stretched out his crab hand unhappily and pinched Shu Hongming's arm!

Dashu, are you looking for trouble?

You've been staring at Jiajia for a yarn!

That's her best friend, not her rice and Rainie Mi!

"Ouch~"

Shu Hongming screamed miserably, and looked at the rice with an inexplicable expression: "What's wrong?" ”

Rice glared angrily and pouted, "You know it yourself!" ”

"Huh?" Shu Hongming still didn't understand, reached out and rubbed his arm, "Where did you get such a big anger?" Didn't I just see that shirt of yours and remember some things from the past, and I was in a daze? ”

"Huh? That shirt? Rice was surprised.

It turns out that Dashu is not looking at Jiajia!

But wasn't that the shirt she had when she was a child? What's there to see?

Shu Hongming smiled: "That beige shirt, it's better to keep it." Well, if you don't want it, give it to me, I'll keep it as a souvenir. ”

"Keep it...... Do a souvenir? Rice was stunned, and he didn't quite understand what Shu Hongming meant.

"Well...... Shu Hongming thought for a moment and explained, "Actually, it's nothing else, it's just that when I see that shirt, I will remember the first time I saw you." That's what you're wearing at that time. ”

"Huh? Is that so? Rice frowned and thought she couldn't remember it at all.

Shu Hongming said with a smile: "That's right, it won't be wrong, it's that summer......"

That year, when Mi was ten years old, Shu Hongming went to visit Mi's house as a tutor, and then Mi wore this beige shirt, jumped out and opened the door for Shu Hongming.

To this day, Shu Hongming still remembers that scene and remembers the scene in Shu Hongming's memories.

That's just then. Shu Hongming was fascinated by this big loli......

Rice tilted his head, as if he was still remembering, and finally pouted: "Gotcha!" I still can't remember. Well...... Dashu, if you want to stay, then let's stay. Think of it as a memory. ”

"Hmm!"

The two of them chatted as if no one was around, and the three of them couldn't help but complain: "Please, Da Shu, Da Shu, Da Mi, you two really plan to take showing affection as a career worth fighting for all your life!" It's only been a long time. You two are showing off again? ”

Liu Huimin said speechlessly: "I can't bear to look at it directly, there are still us here!" Do they have a disease that will die if they don't show affection? ”

Jiajia turned her head to look at Mu Chunxiao: "Hey? Chunxiao, are you shooting a video again? ”

"Hmm!" Mu Chunxiao nodded seriously, "Since the last time I posted a video of the two of them arguing and showing affection, my Wei~Bo fans have added more than 2,000 ......"

“……”

Listening to Jiajia's ridicule, Shu Hongming smiled: "I'll continue to cook, you continue to clean up." ”

"Oh." Rice nodded, "How long will it take for dinner?" ”

"Come on, ten minutes."

"Okay, then let's hurry up and pack up ......"

……

At night. After eating, it was dark.

Shu Hongming and Rice sent Jiajia and them away, and then returned to Rice's house, helping to pack up things for a while, almost half past nine, Shu Hongming also got up to say goodbye, although Rice was already very tired, but still stood up and sent Shu Hongming downstairs.

Xiaomi is also tired for a day, and her head is sleepy little by little. But still staring at the TV screen.

After seeing Shu Hongming and Rice going out, he immediately stood up excitedly and ran towards the door.

Zhang Caixia shouted: "Xiaomi, why are you going?" ”

"I'm going to send Dashu too!" Millet quietly opened the door. He didn't close the door, but held on to the stairs and walked downstairs one step at a time.

"Hmm, Da Shu, the training class of Jingyin Academy, I have to report tomorrow......

The sound of rice is so tired today. She was going to sleep in tomorrow.

Shu Hongming smiled: "Tomorrow should not only be a report, it seems that it will be reported at nine o'clock in the morning, and it will be in the designated classroom at ten o'clock, and the ......class will start officially."

This matter was told by Shu Hongming listening to Professor Ning.

The requirements of this professional foundation improvement training course of Jingyin Academy seem to be really strict.

Although the duration of the training is only 25 days, the course is arranged to fill six basic hours a day, and there is a possibility of additional courses.

Of course, there are additional benefits to being so demanding. After the expiration of the training period, if the results are excellent and the promotion is greater, there will be outstanding musicians in the kitchenware of Jingyin Academy to prove that this certificate still has a certain effect in the music circle.

Not to mention, the professors and teachers of this training class are all over the world, and they have obtained the certificate of excellent musicians, and they can also borrow the connections in it, which will be of great help to future development.

As for Shu Hongming, under the joint recommendation of several professors, he can be regarded as a teacher, with a total of only four large classes, an average of one every six days.

However, after all, he is not as good as the professors in the conservatory, and the course he finally chose can be regarded as a bit of empty talk about the "application of inspiration in composition and lyrics".

Anyway, this is an ability that depends on talent, not skill. Those who can grasp it can naturally comprehend the essence and grasp it easily; If you can't do it, you can't do it, and you can't do it if you're tired.

That's how inspiration comes from.

"Classes are going to start tomorrow......" Rice muttered.

Few of the students who have just graduated from high school are willing to take classes.

Shu Hongming smiled and said, "What? Regret it now? This training course is really professional. Although the training cycle is only 25 days, after the end, your basic skills and professional ability will definitely be improved a lot. ”

"Don't you want to be a big star? This will be very important for you in the future. ”

The basic skills of rice have really been improved. Now, although rice has a lot of fans at night, there are also many professionals who complain that rice is a vase!

"Hmmm! I didn't say I would regret it~" Rice pouted.

When the two of them were talking, they had already walked to door 301.

Shu Hongming stopped: "Okay, hurry up and go home and go to sleep, rest early today, so as not to lose energy tomorrow." ”

"Huh?" Mi was stunned for a moment, and continued to hold Shu Hongming's arm, "It's okay, it's not a few steps, I'll send you to the gate of the community......"

As the rice was talking, I saw Shu Hongming reach out and take out a key, open the door of No. 301 with a "quack", turn his head to look at the rice, and have a little smile on his face:

"I really don't need to send it, you see, I'll live here in the future......"

"......" Rice's cute face suddenly became confused, and he looked at Shu Hongming speechlessly, and then looked at the door that had been opened, and seemed to understand something in his heart.

At this time, at the corner of the stairs above, Xiaomi's unbridled "hahaha" laughter came again:

"Big rice fool! Hahahaha! I'm laughing to death! I'm laughing to death......"

The expression on Mi's face changed, and he turned his head to look at Millet who was holding his stomach and laughing at the staircase, and suddenly he was angry and funny, and a pair of white and tender little hands were like a drum hammer, and began to hit Shu Hongming's body: "Da Shu, you are so bad!" You're looking at my jokes! You're really ......."

Shu Hongming screamed twice with "oops" and "oops", and reached out to grab the "drum hammer" of the rice: "Okay, okay, stop fighting, don't I want to surprise you?" ”

Is this also called a surprise?

Rice glared at Shu Hongming: "Anyway, you're bad!" ”

Shu Hongming apologized again and again, and by the way, he wrapped his hands around the face of the rice, kneading the dough back and forth: "Well, look at your face just now, it's not as good as it is now!" ”

Rice "hummed", and Millet was still laughing at the staircase.

Rice glared back, annoyed and angry. There's a little traitor here, who knew about it a long time ago, but didn't tell her!

"Xiaomi, are you laughing again? Believe it or not, I'm going to beat you! ”

As he spoke, Rice climbed the stairs to chase Millet down.

Xiaomi laughed and ran upstairs: "Stupid rice, you can't catch me!" Lalala~ You can't catch me! ”

"Hey! Slow down, both of you! Don't fall! Shu Hongming roared loudly.

At the corner of the handrail upstairs, the rice suddenly probed out: "Don't worry about it!" ”

"Also, you open the door for me and wait! When I clean up the millet, I'll clean you up again! ”

……

In the evening, because of this little episode, it seemed much more joyful.

By the time the rice was finished and the millet who came to see the cat, it was already past ten o'clock.

Sent away the two Lori, Shu Hongming returned to the bedroom, sat in front of the computer, turned on the computer, first looked at the results of "The Legend of the Swordsman of Shushan", passed the new manuscript, looked at the time, and felt that he could still write something for a while, so he opened the writing software.

However, after writing "da-da-da" for a while, for some reason, Shu Hongming remembered the beige shirt that suddenly came out in the afternoon, and his mood seemed to be driven, and he couldn't calm down anymore.

The image in his memory seemed to be impossible to dissipate as soon as it appeared.

After a moment of trance, Shu Hongming had a flash of inspiration in his mind, reached out and turned off the writing software, opened the song writing software again, pondered the melody in his memory, and stretched out his hand to write "da-da-da".

Ten minutes later, the tune of a song was written, Shu Hongming checked it carefully, and then began to fill in the lyrics again.

By the time the lyrics were written, the alarm clock on the computer rang, and it was already eleven o'clock.

Shu Hongming turned off the alarm clock, checked the new song again, got up and turned off the computer.

After a brief wash, Shu Hongming lay on the bed, couldn't fall asleep over and over, simply sat up, took the guitar from the shelf next to him, plucked the strings, and hummed the song softly, with a smile on his face.

If you let rice hear this song, it will definitely be very moving...... (To be continued.) )