Chapter 12: The War in the Field of Music
"Grandpa, that grandson is calling you again. Grandpa, that grandson is calling you again. ”
Early in the morning, Zhao Yan's mobile phone rang, and the ringtone of his mobile phone was extraordinary.
Unfamiliar number, but for this number with a mantissa of six 8s, Zhao Yan was very impressed, this is Chen Yixuan's.
"Hey."
"Zhao Yan, you are sick!"
As soon as she picked it up, she heard Chen Yixuan's angry tone, and then she scolded Zhao Yan with her head and face.
"What did you post on the campus forum? The QQ groups in our class are all fried! What do you mean I chase after you? I even tempted you? What do you mean? Even if all the other men in the world are dead, I won't take a fancy to you! ”
Zhao Yan had long thought that Chen Yixuan would come to ask him about it, and he had already thought of a way to deal with it.
"You always wanted to beat me and threaten me with force, and I was very upset, so I took revenge on you."
Bite!
Received Hate from Chen Yixuan, +5.
Why is it only 5 o'clock? Zhao Yan felt that he was a failure, and he thought that this set of rhetoric could at least get 20 hatred points from her.
Isn't it easy for a violent woman to have a high hatred for me, when did she change her temperament? It's only been one night!
Zhao Yan decided to add a fire, "By the way, I would like to remind you, if all the other men in the world are dead, do you think I will look up to you?" I don't just pick a woman? ”
"Okay, Zhao Yan, there is yours, you wait for me!" Chen Yixuan hung up the phone.
The final attempt to add fuel to the fire failed, and no more Hate points were collected.
The roommates had already gotten up to go to class, and Zhao Yan chose to skip class.
My current level of traditional Chinese medicine can be a teacher for the teachers in the school, and I still have a Mao class? I don't accept people who are inferior to me to teach me!
Playing games and eating chicken in the dorm room until noon my roommate came back from class.
Zheng Hua was the first to walk back to the bedroom, walked behind Zhao Yan, and patted him on the shoulder, "What about eating chicken?" How many times have you landed in a box in the morning? ”
Zhao Yan glanced at him, "I survived to the top ten six times!" ”
"Amazing, if you still say such righteous words, it's only you. It's a pity that you didn't go to class in the morning, Sun Hao let people beat you and didn't even see it. ”
"Sun Hao was beaten?" Hearing the news, Zhao Yan became interested and took off his headphones, "Who hit me?" ”
"I was beaten by your new girlfriend Chen Yixuan. That kid probably saw that Chen Yixuan looked much better than Qian Xin, so he asked where Chen Yixuan was in class and ran to confess. I don't know what your girlfriend was stimulated by, she seems to be in a bad mood, and her shot is particularly heavy, and Sun Hao has been beaten into a pig's head. ”
For this news, Zhao Yan was very happy to hear it. Sun Hao completely deserves it, and he dares to provoke that violent woman?
Retribution, everything is retribution! I am the darling of God, yesterday you called a group of hooligans to beat me, today you were beaten, this is God punishing you!
The four of them played games together for a while, and Zhao Yan was hungry and proposed to eat.
However, the roommates have been in class for a day, and now the game addiction is thick, and no one responds.
There was no way, he had to go on his own.
There were still a lot of students eating in the cafeteria at noon, and it was almost full. Zhao Yan cooked well and casually found a table with a place to sit down.
Suddenly, there was a guitar sound, and along with the guitar, there was a boy singing.
Zhao Yan was curious, looked back, and saw a boy playing and singing a love song, confessing to a girl in front of him.
The girl was obviously also moved, and the song ended with a promise to the boy's confession.
College love is so easy to start. The campus of the university is a holy place full of artillery fire.
The boy sang well, played well, and now he has gained a girlfriend, and many male compatriots in the cafeteria cast envious eyes.
"Cut, what cow?" A boy sitting next to Zhao Yan said, "Isn't it just that you can sing and play the guitar?" After graduation, I entered the society, and the society is about playing money, not guitar. ”
What this boy said is reasonable, but it makes people sound sour.
In the corner of the cafeteria, there is a piano. Occasionally, some students who can play the piano will come to play twice, especially boys, to gain the admiration of the opposite sex.
A boy who saw someone singing and playing the guitar before became the focus, walked to the piano and played a song "To Alice".
Obviously, he did it well, and several girls from his class came to talk to him.
"Wow, you can play the piano? That's amazing! ”
"I've always thought that boys who can play the piano are very handsome, although I didn't think you were handsome before, but now I think you're handsome."
"You play so well, it's much better than the guitar you just played."
The praise of the opposite sex was obviously very useful to this boy, and he pretended to be humble and said: "I have studied it before, and I have been practicing it for seven or eight years, and I have always regarded it as a hobby. But unfortunately, I can't play and sing like that buddy just now. ”
Seeing that many male compatriots in the cafeteria looked at the boy who played the piano with envy, Zhao Yan felt that he had to make a move! So much envy, don't be a waste!
He stood up and walked over to the piano.
The boy who played the piano before was enjoying the feeling of being surrounded by female classmates and was walking back.
Suddenly saw Zhao Yan sitting in front of the piano, and felt a little unhappy. I've just finished playing, and you're going to play it, smashing the field?
The boy glanced at Zhao Yan's hand, usually people who play the piano have longer fingers, so it is easier to grasp the keys.
Although Zhao Yan's fingers are not short, they are not that slender, the boy decided that Zhao Yan did not play well, and said sarcastically, "Dude, although the piano in the cafeteria is public, you can play it casually, but you won't mess around, if you break it, you will have to pay for it." ”
A girl next to him asked, "How do you know he can't play?" Maybe he'll be able to play it well, too? ”
"You don't, so you don't understand." The boy staggered, "Usually people who play the piano have very slender fingers. But if you look at his fingers, they are just ordinary lengths, and even if he can play, he won't play very well. Dude, I advise you to play it again at another time, I just finished playing, and you and I can only show that you don't play well. ”
"I see." The girl nodded, then looked at the boy, and sure enough, her fingers were long.
Zhao Yan politely threw a smile at the boy, "Thank you for the reminder, but it doesn't matter, you can only say that your skills are not as good as others." If your skills are not as good as others, you must be ugly, and you can only say that you deserve it. ”
Zhao Yan pressed a few keys, and the piano made a sound, but it was not good.
The boy sneered: "If you don't know how to play, don't fool around, anyone can press it blindly, but if you want to be like me just now, it's impossible to practice hard without seven or eight years." ”
Several girls around the boy also thought that Zhao Yan couldn't play, and looked at him with disdain.
Zhao Yan has awakened his music skills, how can he not play? When he pressed these keys, it was just an audition. Although this piano has been left unmaintained, the pitch is not bad.
A song "Wild Bees Flying", one of the assessment tracks of piano grade 10, played.