The teacher catches the student who deserts in class, which is the most popular thing in the class. Everyone will not sympathize with the students who were caught by the teacher, but will be happy to see it. The boring class is the only happy thing. The only miscalculation of Du Hanwen is that he thinks that he is an uncle if he pays the money, wrong, in the cram school, you pay the money to be disciplined. Otherwise, do you think these cram schools are cheating money, people are really doing word-of-mouth and are responsible for you. Of course, there are also people who cheat money and run away, and they haven't encountered it yet.

Seeing this thin boy named Wu Qingfeng spread out his hands and put them on his chest, Du Hanwen was also teary-eyed, it turned out that corporal punishment was popular. The teacher is not holding a loving hand, but a wooden ring ruler. Listening to the sound of the wind from the ring ruler across the air, Du Hanwen had the urge to escape, but fortunately it was Wu Qingfeng.

"The first time I came, I didn't understand the rules, and I didn't have a next time, you know?" The cram school teacher looked at Du Hanwen, who was half a head taller than him, as if he was training his son.

"Yes, yes, thank you, teacher." Du Hanwen hurriedly withdrew his hand.

Everyone didn't see the excitement, and turned back one after another, only Zhang Junning, who was originally doing the question, suddenly turned his head and looked at Du Hanwen. Somewhat puzzled, she shook her head, the sensitive girl seemed to hear a familiar voice just now, but found that it was not.

"You don't have the potential to be a singer, and your voice discrimination is not high enough." Wu Qingfeng sat down coolly and whispered.

"You're tall enough, a man is like a woman." Du Hanwen fought back sharply, and after speaking, he suddenly seemed to be struck by lightning, and he was stunned. Soda Green, Wu Qingfeng, a friend of the same age as A Ning. It turned out that I had known each other so early.

Wu Qingfeng glanced at Du Hanwen and looked a little injured. Du Hanwen also knows that it is immoral to attack with other people's characteristics, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't know it, this is Qingfeng. If you say this yourself, will you be hated by this guy for the rest of your life, and this kid is still Ah Ning's best friend. It's better not to offend your sisters.

"Do you know a song called "Red Shoe Girl" on the album released by Brother Nai last year?" Du Hanwen asked quietly, his eyes should pay attention to the teacher, and he only dared to speak when the teacher was writing a board book.

"Of course." Wu Qingfeng said proudly, his small appearance was the same as Zhang Junning, "I sang about school activities." ”

"That's okay, it looks like you're going to sing "Lovely Roses" too?" Du Hanwen was interested, and Wu Qingfeng didn't need to squint at Du Hanwen, feeling that he had found a confidant, "That's right." Sister Jenny's song is very interesting. ”

"How about rearranging this song." Du Hanwen pointed to the draft book.

Wu Qingfeng's eyes lit up, "It's interesting, speed up the beat, it will be lighter and more modern, I'll try." ”

This kid was able to write all the lyrics and songs of "Little Love Song" in less than ten minutes in his junior year, and he wrote "Peep" in his freshman year to form a band to participate in the Golden Spin Awards. Adapting a song that you know by heart is basically a game. What's more, you don't need to perform on the spot, so you can naturally make it up however you want. Wait until recess. successfully put the adaptation in front of Du Hanwen, and the pride on his face was very similar to the expression of the little Taiwanese girl when she invited the merit.

"Do you dare to sing?" Du Hanwen raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Qingfeng. I'm snickering in my heart, this guy must be unprovoked.

Sure enough, Wu Qingfeng snorted. Slapping the table, "Hey, I'm going to sing!" ”

Probably because I often heard this future singer with an excellent voice singing, the originally bustling classmates all gathered around, "Qingfeng." What are you singing today? ”

"What a lovely rose." Qingfeng picked up the lyrics and songs he had adapted and sang.

You can imagine the scene of Qingfeng swaying and singing, this kid was born to sing. No stage fright, people go crazy. The louder the cheers, the better the state. However, Du Hanwen was not interested in listening to the singing of this rising star, but took advantage of the opportunity for everyone to watch and sneaked out of the crowd.

As expected, although the gifted students also listened to Qingfeng singing without a match, they did not go to the onlookers. Watching the excitement is not Zhang Junning's character, to some extent, the girl's personality is a little introverted. Quietly went out of the back door, crept in through the front door, stood behind Zhang Junning, stretched out his hand to cover the girl's eyes, "Guess who I am." ”

"Wow, you're at cram school?" Zhang Junning grabbed Du Hanwen's hand and pulled it down. Just listening to the sound, although the degree of discrimination is indeed not high, but it is a voice that is memorized by heart, how can it not be remembered. When he turned his head and saw his face, he was stunned. Du Hanwen almost didn't burst out of laughter, the expression on his face that was frozen in the smile was so cute.

"Shhhh Reach out and cover your forehead and nose so that only your eyes are exposed. Zhang Junning immediately recognized it, and after watching it for a long time, he would naturally feel familiar.

Sitting next to Zhang Junning, he took out a gift and handed it over, "Girls who still have classes on Christmas Eve need gifts to encourage." ”

"What is it?" After receiving the gift, Zhang Junning tried not to look at Du Hanwen's face, and wanted to laugh when he saw it, which was really a bit of a disobedience.

"Take it apart and see." Du Hanwen said for a long time, holding his head, just in time to see Qingfeng jumping on the stool and twisting and making movements. It's not good to laugh, in the original version of "Lovely Roses", Sister Zhenni sang with some strange pauses and crutches, this kid is really funny when he learns.

It's incomparably funny, why do you use this word? Du Hanwen looked at Qingfeng and was a little stunned, until Zhang Junning stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, and then recalled his soul.

"Do you like it?" Du Hanwen asked.

Zhang Junning held the pen of OMAS, and felt a little regretful, "It looks good if you look good, and if you like it, you like it, but it's a pity that you can't use it during the exam." ”

"Why?" Only then did Du Hanwen withdraw his attention.

"Stupid, don't you get tired of your fingers after writing for a long time with a pen with a deep groove pattern?" Zhang Junning also felt a little funny. Besides, this kind of pen is better to put it away, and it is really not as easy to use as it can be bought for hundreds of dollars. However, this gift is still very satisfying, Du Hanwen picked it very carefully, of course, mainly because Du Hanwen can be seen on the night of Christmas Eve, whether there is a gift or not, he is very satisfied.

When it was time for class, Zhang Junning moved to the back row and sat with Du Hanwen. Qingfeng on the side looked at Du Hanwen in a daze, and there was a feeling that his worldview had been refreshed.

"Are you passing notes?" Qing Feng curiously watched the two of them transmitting information on a piece of paper, and looked at Du Hanwen longingly.

"That's right." Du Hanwen pretended not to know what Qingfeng meant, but underestimated Sister Feng's cheekiness.

"Can I join?" Qingfeng said that he was already waiting for Du Hanwen to finish writing with an expectant face.

People are asking for it to this point. Can you agree or not, Du Hanwen handed over the note. Qing Feng looked at the content above with a smile, and said to himself, "Okay, it turns out that you know each other." The original song of "Holding Ruan's Hand" was Yu Taiyan, and Cai Xingjuan just sang it. ”

Waiting for Qingfeng to write a tune on the note. Du Hanwen took another note and wrote it with Zhang Junning. In an instant, I found the joy of passing notes in school, and the best thing is that I found that I was not older than Zhang Junning. It's like two peers doing the same childish but cute things. On Christmas Eve, these special events can become memories for a lifetime. No matter how many years later, when I look back, I will remember that in the special years of my life, there was a night when there was someone by my side. Spend Christmas Eve with a note. Companionship is the most affectionate confession, you will forget what Christmas gifts you received that year, and you will not forget the company by your side.

The content on the note is childish, starting with a sentence waiting for you to be admitted to NCCU, let's ride together from the back door of NCCU to Mingde Palace. The most beautiful thing between men and women is when they are bored and tired together, imagining a wonderful future. Fantasies are like poison, addictive and dreamlike. I will forget a lot of troubles in a moment. The best thing is that Zhang Junning and Du Hanwen both know that this is not a fantasy, but a foreseeable one. And a vision that can be achieved as long as you want. It's like knowing that you have won the first prize of the Lotto, holding the ticket and waiting for the night before you go to redeem it, and that night's dream is a real dream.

Is acting fun?

It's fun, but it's also tiring, want to try it?

I wanted to go to the crew to see it, but I never knew what the crew was like. I don't want to act, and I can't study when I act.

I'm still in college.

Zhang Junning drew a grimace with his tongue stuck out and wrote, "I must finish college, it's hard to imagine that I will be friends with people who haven't finished college."

You will. And it will be good. Du Hanwen wrote, glanced at Qingfeng, who was still writing lyrics seriously beside him, and thought of another good friend in Zhang Junning's girlfriend group. Zhang Xuan, who is still working and singing at the Ocean Music Festival and Chen Shanni's shop, isn't that the daughter of the eldest lady just because she didn't finish high school and didn't want to read.

Why, don't you think that the gap in perception can spoil a lot of things? Different understandings lead to different understandings. Zhang Junning is very serious when he talks about this kind of problem.

Because you're very upright, and you're a good person. Du Hanwen's answer made Zhang Junning laugh, the man next to him always had countless ways to make himself relaxed and laugh. This feeling is great, the heart can be calm, and the person can be lazy because this man can be relied on.

Du Hanwen wrote the lyrics, and Zhang Junning took the opportunity to listen carefully to the lecture for a while. Thinking of Zhang Xuan, Du Hanwen couldn't help but write the "Baby" created by the eldest lady at the age of thirteen, without worrying about being complained, this song has been sung in the witch shop.

"My baby, baby. Give you a little sweetness, so that you can sleep well tonight..."

"Shhhh ”

This is a song by Zhang Xuan, called "Baby". You're in the witch's shop..."Duhan's text wanted to say that you could hear it in the witch's shop, and you heard the cram school teacher throw something and cut through the air. Quickly dodge your head and dodge a piece of chalk.

"Wu Qingfeng! New Arrival! Love to laugh, right? After class, I was not allowed to leave, and I copied Mr. Love's "Ink Smile" fifty times. The teacher glared at the two of them, Du Hanwen was not afraid at all, and he didn't write anyway, but Qingfeng made a bitter face.

Zhang Junning covered his mouth and smiled, secretly took the lyrics over, and looked at them. Suddenly thinking about what Du Hanwen would look like if he called himself a baby, he smirked for a while. (To be continued......)

PS: The air quality has been really bad lately, and I want to exercise my body that is about to rust. Ladies of you, see this, if the weather is good, go out for a run~