"Maybe a few days, maybe a day? Also, for a while, I always heard Xue Zhiqian's song "Let's Jump", well, that's probably it. ”

Wu Le heard it and ignited hope again, "So how many days has this song been sung in Dad's ears?" ”

"Half a day. What's wrong with you? Don't you want to do your homework, it's a waste of your time. ”

"That's right, this kid has something wrong with his brain, and everyone is desperately trying to hurry up and study, and he's still wasting time here thinking about some strange things and asking questions. I said that mobile phones must be confiscated in the third year of junior high school, and I don't know what indecent novels I read or what games I played, which made me nervous. ”

Lin Xiaolei stood up after speaking, and did not put away the dishes and chopsticks, but walked straight to Wu Le's room, pushed the door and entered, as if entering a no-man's land.

"I haven't checked your phone for a long time, is there any game installed?"

Lin Xiaolei walked to the restaurant while looking at Wu Le's mobile phone.

"No, I haven't played a game in a long time, and I'm about to be out of touch with the world."

"I believe you guys, you say, is it hidden APP? Android mobile phones are not good at this.,The system autonomy is too strong.,Any elementary school student can hide what he wants to hide.,Don't say you're a junior high school student who is about to go to high school.,There's no ability at all.,How do you take the key middle school exam! ”

Lin Xiaolei really didn't know whether she was praising Wu Le or harming Wu Le.

Wu Le only felt that the sound in his ears was louder than usual.

He anxiously rushed to Lin Xiaolei and snatched the mobile phone, but he lacked exercise on weekdays, so he missed a blow and was blocked by his fierce mother with a raised hand.

"Mom, I really don't."

"You're the best learner at your age."

Lin Xiaolei taught Wu Le a lesson, and skillfully opened various system directories on Wu Le's mobile phone.

"Mom, you give it to me."

"What is this? Have you also learned to hide your chat history? ”

Wu Le's face turned red. At this age, even if you fall in love, you don't have to make a fuss, and it's not a big deal to fall in love.

Lin Xiaolei didn't blame Wu Le for hiding the chat history, and the phone was still on the table, so she packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went to the kitchen.

In the evening, after finally coping with all the homework and test papers, Wu Le lay down in the quilt and quietly sent a message to a girl he met at the comic convention, "You know what? I've had a strange thing lately. ”

"What?" The girl replied in pink font.

"I can always hear a tune."

Wu Le plucked up the courage to tell the girl.

"Huh? Me too, I can hear a certain tune a lot. ”

Wu Le felt a burst of joy in his heart, like meeting a rare confidant in the vast sea.

"Really? My situation was that I don't remember hearing that tune there, and it was playing there all the time. ”

"I'm pretty much the same, but my tunes are always changing, and when I like them, they become tunes."

Wu Le sensed that the girl was perfunctory to him, or that the girl hearing the song was not the same thing as he heard the music.

He was a little frustrated.

Since you have told someone, you can simply ask your friends more.

It just so happened that the problem of tinnitus was being discussed in a group of make-up classes.

"I also have tinnitus, that is, there is always the sound of mosquitoes in my ears, I often fall asleep listening to this sound at night, and it is gone when I wake up, is it tinnitus?"

"Me too, but not the sound of mosquitoes, but the sound of leaves scraping and scraping, and it's good to fall asleep."

"Nonsense, what else can you hear when you're asleep?"

Seeing such a chat, Wu Le hurriedly typed, "I also have this kind of problem, but I am neither the sound of leaves nor the sound of mosquitoes, and I still have it when I wake up." ”

"I'm not the sound of mosquitoes, nor are I leaves, I'm the sound of screaming, straight and straight, endless, noisy, especially when there is a lot of homework, you let me play games with headphones on, and I can't hear this dead insect at all."

Everyone, you and I have swiped more than a dozen of them one sentence. The one that Wu Le posted before was quickly brushed on.

Wu Le was unwilling, and sent it again, this time changing it to: "Has anyone heard the music all the time in their ears?" ”

After sending it out, the world suddenly fell silent without a single sound of the wind, but in less than a second, the sound of music came again.

"Yes, there is often the sound of music, every day."

A boy who was very active in a cram school was the first to reply to Wu Le.

"Really? Kind of, isn't it always there to play. ”

The boy made a sloth nodding emoji.

Wu Le was even happier, and typed in like a thumb flying: "Is it that kind of classical music, like piano or violin?" ”

The boy quickly replied: "That's right, that's it, I hear it every day, I hear it every day, I get annoyed when I hear it, it's really annoying, I don't know when this day is a head, I want to run away from home." ”

Wu Le thought that this person might be more serious than his problem, and hurriedly comforted: "It's okay, it's actually not that serious, at least I haven't hit the wall yet, I think I'm just afraid that it won't end." ”

"It's not going to end, it's not going to end, really, I'm too hard."

At this time, other people also participated in their topic, "What kind of music do you hear, all of them are like musicians, so what cram school do you have the ability to attend, go to the middle school attached to the conservatory, and don't sleep in the middle of the night, is it good to influence others to study?" ”

"It's not easy to be quiet at night, what are you talking about, you want to be a good student to go to a class, no one in a class is tutoring, it's all about improving."

Wu Le didn't want to end the topic, he didn't want the topic to end, it was best to keep swiping the screen, so Wu Le quickly sent out a message, "It's not quiet at night, where is it quiet, I can hear it in bed now, can't you hear it?" "@史塔克的小外孙.

"Brother, you have a convulsion, what do you listen to at night, it's rare to be quiet at night, okay?"

"How can it be quiet?"

Wu Le became nervous, it was already hot in the quilt, and now he was even more nervous and sweaty.

"You can hear it at home, huh? Sick, brother. ”

"It is estimated that the ghost of the Far North Attached Elementary School is haunted, it is said that ah, the girl who died in the Far North has become a ghost, and has been dangling around various schools, and many people have fallen into evil."

When Wu Le saw it, he was even more nervous, his thumb was stiff in mid-air, he had a lot of things to ask, and he was afraid that if he said something, he would really be entangled by the little girl in the Far North.

"Don't be superstitious in the middle of the night, okay? Little grandson, it's all you who cause trouble. "@史塔克的小外孙.