Hu Weiguo was the second to come to his senses, because he had a huge pain in his waist. Hu Weiguo, who came to his senses, kicked his feet, and Yang Zhonghua and Zhang Haijun also came to their senses. When he kicked Sun Ziming, Hu Weiguo was stunned, this kid was not in a daze at all, but there was a faint sadness in his eyes.

Of course, it is sad, when her grandson was down, the house was rented by this Zhang Hong, and the living expenses were paid by her, and even the job of the screenwriter was found by her. Later, Sun Ziming was a little accomplished and invited her to attend the premiere of his movie. Sitting in the living room of her house, the two looked at He Qiangguo on the wall sadly, sighed and looked at each other speechlessly.

Yan Xiyun introduced the next four people to Zhang Hong, and when Yang Zhonghua, who had no ambition, shook hands with her, his hands trembled slightly. Fortunately, everyone is a person who belongs to their hearts, and they start rehearsing after being amazed.

The addition of male harmony to female harmony is indeed more harmonious, especially Jiang Li's harmony is extremely ethereal, rendering that kind of sadness to the extreme.

But what everyone can't imagine is that Zhang Hong can't sing harmony at all. Because her voice is sharp and thin, she is not suitable for singing at all, and she usually speaks with pronunciation skills......

She came here purely because she liked "Birch Forest" and wanted to help arrange the music, so as not to let these people spoil the song. Zhang Hong has loved singing since she was a child, but unfortunately God gave her a very high musical talent and angelic appearance, but she didn't give her an excellent voice.

Due to his outstanding professional qualities, it didn't take long for Zhang Hong to replace Hu Weiguo and become the conductor of the band. What didn't make the university think was that this angel-like girl would become everyone's nightmare for a period of time in the future.

"In the second paragraph, add male vocals and harmonies, let's try again."

The orchestra replayed the passage of the second stanza, and sure enough, the harmony between men and women not only showed a faint sadness, but also a kind of blank and low affection.

……

"Hu Weiguo, haven't you eaten at noon?"

"Zhang Haijun! The guitar is not your naval gun, give the old lady some love! ”

……

"Hu Weiguo, don't use skills, just use your original voice and try again!"

……

"Feelings! Hu Weiguo, I see that you usually talk to Xiyun very gently, why can't you sing? ”

"Sun Ziming, the harmonica is lowered by half a pitch, are you demented? I've reminded them all three times! ”。

……

"When the accordion rises in half a tone, and when you are in harmony, you should pay attention to follow Jiang Li's voice, and have a vague sense of layering!"

……

Another week has passed, and there are two days to go. I have been practicing for nearly three hours today, and Zhang Hong has not stopped, and is still adjusting.

There was a knock on the door, and He Qiangguo came in with seven or eight lunch boxes, and just as he was about to speak, he asked his sister to arrest her husband.

"Qiangguo, go and call a few classmates, let them listen, and give some advice!"

Everyone wailed, they had been practicing for two or three hours, everyone was tired, why wasn't she tired?

Zhang Hong may have also sensed everyone's dissatisfaction, leaned on the piano and said: "I know that you are tired, do you think I am not tired?" Or a bunch of big guys? At the beginning, my classmates often pondered for a few days or even more than ten days for the singing of a lyric. One minute on stage, ten years off stage! Cheer up the old lady! ”

Zhang Hong said so, what else can you do, who is tired of her? Zhang Haijun, who had a black belly, whispered to Sun Ziming: "What kind of hero will her husband have to be in the future?" ”

"Huh".

It's really not a hero, just an ordinary conservatory teacher, who belongs to the kind of woman who teaches her children and is gentle and kind.

Within a few minutes, He Qiangguo came in with more than a dozen classmates, a large group of men and women. Everyone closed the lunch box very well and stood quietly by the gate, waiting for the music to play.

Ethereal, ethereal female voices and accordions sounded, and the whole rehearsal room was covered with a layer of melancholy and sadness.

"White snow drifts in the quiet village, and pigeons fly under the gloomy sky.

The birch tree engraved those two names, and they swore to love each other for the rest of their lives.

One day, when the war reached his hometown, the young man picked up his gun and ran to the frontier.

……”

The female harmonic voice has a sad tone, and the male voice has a low and affectionate tone.

"The long road is coming to an end, and the girl is already gray-haired.

She often heard him call from the pillow: "Come, my dear, come to this birch forest"

At the time of death she murmured: "I came, waiting for me, in that birch forest"

The mournful, affectionate harmony sounded again, and gradually faded away. The rehearsal room was silent, with only a few soft choked sobs before a long burst of applause.

Everyone stood up and bowed deeply to their classmates. Usually everyone doesn't feel it when they practice, but once they are emotionally involved in the complete interpretation of the whole song, they not only move the audience, but also deeply move themselves.

……

"Okay, tomorrow everyone will have a day off, and the day after tomorrow morning, we will gather at your school gate at 4:30 p.m."

Everyone cheered while eating, and she had been tossed enough for more than half a month. After eating, everyone threw the lunch box to He Qiangguo and went out one after another, and the figure under the plane tree not far away made Sun Ziming's face gloomy.

Sun Ziming followed Hu Weiguo and the others to the shore of Weiming Lake.

"Ziming, what are you doing with us? Something? ”

"Xiyun, how is Jiang Li now?"

is still like that, swaying between the two, Zhang Tao is more coaxing, and He Qiangguo looks more reliable.

"Ziming, I estimate that after the show, Jiang Li will still favor Zhang Tao."

Yes, an introverted and sensitive girl like Jiang Li is sometimes very rational, sometimes very emotional, and is basically controlled by the emotions at that time. Otherwise, in her 'memory', she would not have confessed to her grandson, and then jumped lightly to say goodbye to the earthly world that made her sad all her life.

After making an excuse, Sun Ziming wandered around until more than ten o'clock, and then went to find a deserted public phone outside the school.

"Third brother, I'm Ziming. Did I get you done? Well, send it over."

Putting down the phone, Sun Ziming casually bought some food in the haberdashery store next to him, returned to the dormitory and threw it to his two roommates, and slept with his head covered.

The two roommates also knew that this guy and Hu Weiguo were tired enough during this time, so they went out to chew those few pieces of peach crisp, and returned to the dormitory to continue reading quietly.

At nine o'clock the next day, Sun Ziming finally woke up and slept well, and the whole person was refreshed. The bright sunlight shines through the glass on the desk, and the whole dormitory is bright. After washing, Sun Ziming picked up Hu Weiguo's note on the desk.

"Awake? Breakfast was in the thermos pot of the fourth child, He Qiangguo came to look for you, and he didn't say anything. Your seventh brother called to find you, and the phone number said that you knew the truth."

Sun Ziming hurriedly finished breakfast and went downstairs to make a phone call. Xiao Qi was on the phone for a long time, and then said that he would come to the capital to deliver goods the day after tomorrow and wanted to come to the school to see him.

"Okay, I'll pick you up the afternoon after tomorrow, and when you leave the train station, you'll be standing at the first big bowl of tea stall on the left."

After hanging up the phone, Sun Ziming went to look for He Qiangguo again, but he didn't find it after looking around, and there was no one at home, so he wouldn't look for it, if there was really an emergency, people would wake him up.

At the last rehearsal of the second day, the students who came to watch stood in the rehearsal room, and even under the outdoor windows there were people. The music sounded, and everyone was immersed in this sad story, and the ethereal harmony dissipated, and everyone woke up like a dream.

The applause fell, and the young secretary of the general branch of the Youth League enthusiastically shook hands and encouraged everyone, pulling from his own struggle to everyone's bright future.

This dog's day is a standard dog's day! Three years later, this dog's day instigated everyone to make trouble, and when they saw that the situation was wrong, they immediately hid in the American embassy, and lived by smearing the motherland for the rest of their lives!

Jiang Li happened to be standing behind Sun Ziming, and when she saw him turn her face, she looked disdainful, and when everyone dispersed, she asked in a low voice: "Ziming, don't you like Secretary Gao?" ”

"Cut, just sell the goods, if you come to the war again, the guarantee of this dog day is a traitor"!

"For what?"

Jiang Li is still like in her previous life, and she admires this classmate who doesn't talk much, but often has his own opinions. She likes young and promising people like Secretary Gao, and thinks they are very attractive to successful people.

"The higher the tone, the more hypocritical he is! Which great man have you ever met who would flaunt himself? Those who boast about themselves are either liars or madmen! ”

There are no stupid people who can be admitted to college this year. What's more, it's a person like Jiang Li who can be tested from the most remote small county in the country. Sun Ziming's disdainful words made her thoughtful.