When the sky was slightly bright, Su Jingtian sat on the rooftop with his guitar, the stars and the moon had not completely disappeared into the light of daylight, and he flickered in the sky with a little naughtiness.

Su Jingtian thought about the mock exam results he had just received, and there was no doubt that it was a mess again, he irritably plucked the strings a few times and sang a few words in a low voice:

I want to take you to the light/

But I'm covered in darkness/

I want to take you to see the rising sun/

But wandering in the eternal night/

I want to take you to the abyss of despair/

But the wings were broken in mid-air/

The door behind him rang softly, it seemed to be the sound of someone opening the door, Su Jingtian turned around and saw a child with a schoolbag standing at the door, the schoolbag was big, it looked heavy, almost the size of most of the child's body, the child glanced at Su Jingtian a few times, and asked: "Brother, are you going to participate in any show?" ”

Su Jingtian was stunned for a moment and didn't answer, and the child said again: "You sing well, I want to learn music in the future, will there be many girls who like my brother?" ”

Su Jingtian smiled dumbly: "How old are you?" Just thinking about recruiting girls to like? ”

"That's for sure, boys who are popular with girls at school are the envy of others."

"Uh......" Su Jingtian was dumbfounded for a while, remembering that when he was a child, he had more toys than anyone else, and whose father was more handsome, and suddenly felt that today's children were so precocious.

It may also be that parents nowadays want their children to win at the starting line, all kinds of cram schools, all kinds of elite education, resulting in children knowing that they should be compared with others from an early age, and know how to get the appreciation of their parents, so they also understood a lot of things in advance, and for a while Su Jingtian didn't know whether to envy or pity, so he had to remain silent.

The child said very seriously: "Brother, you sing really well, can you teach me?" ”

Later, Su Jingtian learned that the children came to the rooftop at five o'clock in the morning to memorize English, and they had to go to cram school every day, and the time for watching TV and playing games was strictly controlled, so it could be said that there was no childhood at all. Su Jingtian suddenly felt a little grateful that his parents didn't force him to become a talent.

Su Jingtian asked, "Do you have a favorite girl?" Otherwise, why do you want to learn to sing so much? ”

The child blushed: "Yes, but she is a member of the entertainment committee, she can dance, she is also very good-looking, cute, and good at studying, I ...... I won't ...... anything So I ...... I just wanted to learn something...... I can sing to her while she dances. ”

It turns out that in front of the person you like, no matter who you are, you will feel inferior? Even children who are just twelve or thirteen years old will feel that they are not worthy of each other. Su Jingtian squatted down to eye level with the little boy, put his hands on his shoulders and asked, "Did you tell her that you liked her?" ”

The little boy raised his head: "Wait until I learn to sing, and then confess when I get to the top ten in the class!" Then she will definitely agree to be my girlfriend. ”

During class, Su Jingtian kept thinking about the conversation with the little boy in the morning, and thought of Gu Qing'an's sweet smile, and took out a leaflet from the drawer, the words "The 4th Yangfan Cup Music Competition is looking forward to your brilliance" seemed to be beating, but he didn't have the courage to call the registration number.

At this time, Gu Qingan sent a WeChat message: "Do you know where Dongdong's deworming medicine is?" ”

Su Jingtian's hand shook, and somehow he was literary:

When you become excellent, I also want to strive to become excellent, even if I can't stand by your side in the end, and I don't want to humble myself with a posture of looking up. I don't have to be the best at everything, at least one of my strengths.

So, Su Jingtian's hand was placed on the "dial" button.