Li Ru pulled Lin Wanxiang back to the radio room and began to gossip.

"Senior Sister Lin, I've been strange for a long time, you're so beautiful, and there are no boys chasing you in school... I finally saw it today, and there is more than one! Li Ru is the kind of ordinary little girl, she and Lin Wanxiang have known each other for almost half a year.

In the past half a year, Li Ru has never seen any suitors around Lin Wanxiang, according to her high school experience, a beautiful girl like Lin Wanxiang should always be able to attract a lot of boys who don't know whether to live or die.

"I really haven't thought about it."

Lin Wanxiang shook her head helplessly, she didn't tell Li Ru that when she was a freshman, she had been distressed for a long time because of the boys who pursued her.

But after the principal dragged all the boys in class 217 to the playground and whipped the corpses, there were many fewer people who dared to beat her idea, but Chen Danlin was the kind of student who was not afraid of offending the principal, as for this sender... Lin Wanxiang didn't know if he was afraid of offending the principal.

"Senior Sister Lin, it's really boring not to fall in love in college, everyone else has written love letters to you, there are really very few boys who are willing to calm down and write love letters these days!"

Li Ru is trying her best to say good things to the boy who wrote love letters, and the biggest reason is that this love letter was given by Zhao Hanwei, so the writer of this love letter is as handsome as Zhao Hanwei.

If Qiu Yuan came to send it, this girl would most likely say, 'Otherwise, let's take a look at it and throw it away.' ’

"It's not as romantic as you think, I've received a lot of letters from boys before, but most people don't know how to write letters, so it reads a bit like an elementary school student essay." Lin Wanxiang said.

"It's still that heart that matters, right?" Li Ru asked a little puzzled, "If Senior Zhao writes me a love letter, I will definitely be moved to death." ”

Lin Wanxiang smiled and didn't answer, unlike Li Ru, who reads love letters to see whether the person who writes love letters is good or ugly, Lin Wanxiang read love letters in her freshman year and read the writing.

Her artistic accomplishment and aesthetics are much higher than ordinary college students, and Lin Wanxiang's hobby since childhood is to read the works of the world's literary giants.

Under the influence of these world-class literary masters, Lin Wanxiang looks at the love letters written by these college students, which is really like watching a group of kindergarten children messing around.

At that time, Lin Wanxiang's mind was full of 'That's all?' ''What kind of garbage writing are you?'' ''The quote here is wrong. Thoughts like that.

It can be said that using love letters to confess to Lin Wanxiang is the most suicidal.

Right now... Here comes another strong man who has committed suicide attacks.

"Starry sky." Lin Wanxiang silently read the works Qiu Yuan had painted before, and then opened the envelope with anticipation.

Lin Wanxiang thought that since Qiu Yuan could paint a peerless painting like "Starry Sky", his literary cultivation must not be bad.

But the truth disappointed her.

"It doesn't seem like a love letter, it's just two or three lines of words, and there are typos..."

Li Ru looked at it secretly in the back, the letterwriter's handwriting is really good-looking, but the things written are very simple, what makes Li Ru feel funny is that the letterwriter seems to have written a wrong word in the back, and directly drew a black circle with a water-based pen, and wrote another right one more next to it.

Qiu Yuan's this is not a suicide attack, this is directly killed by Lin Wanxiang before he went out.

Lin Wanxiang is disappointed, but this written by Qiu Yuan is indeed not a love letter, and the meaning expressed is very simple.

Yesterday, I saw that the girl was like a celestial, and I wrote a song to comfort the loneliness when I couldn't sleep all night, and now I will give this song to the girl, and I hope to see you again in the library today.

"He really wrote you a song." Li Ru looked at the contents of the letter and muttered, but halfway through speaking, she covered her mouth with her unconscious.

Fortunately, Lin Wanxiang didn't notice the abnormality in Li Ru's words.

When Zhao Hanwei asked her to inquire about Lin Wanxiang yesterday, Li Ru had a hunch that the boy who wanted to chase Lin Wanxiang would most likely write a song for her.

This is also a suicide attack in Li Ru's eyes!

A song written by a college student took a night to record...

No matter how you think about it, it can't be compared with the pop songs that Sister Wanxiang often listens to.

Maybe Sister Wanxiang is looking at that kind of heart?

When Li Ru didn't pay attention, Lin Wanxiang had already inserted the USB flash drive into the computer in the school radio room, and there was only one MP3 file with the name "Simple Love" in the USB flash drive.

When Lin Wanxiang clicked on the document, Li Ru had already closed her eyes and didn't dare to look at it, or she should have covered her ears.

Because the works played and sung by college students are really chilling.

It's like confessing that the boy was standing downstairs with a bouquet of flowers and really standing in the cold wind, and the girl was upstairs drinking and having a lavish party with a group of bigwigs.

It was too miserable for the boy either.

Li Ru expected that the opening of this song should be a noisy background sound, because there is no professional recording equipment in the college student dormitory, and the soundtrack should only be a guitar. It's already a blessing to be able to stay out of tune halfway!

But there is no loud background sound, and the sound of a drum kit is heard in the sound of the radio room, followed by a cheerful percussion rhythm.

"I can't say why, but I've become very proactive."

When the first sentence of the song was sung, Li Ru was stupid, and even the confused expression on Lin Wanxiang's face gradually turned into a little consternation.

"I want to hold your hand like this and not let go."

The relaxed rhythm of the whole song made Li Ru's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, Li Ru swore that if he found music somewhere, heard this song in a private FM or something, he would definitely click on the collection loop for the first time and talk about it for a day and a night!

When the first broadcast of "Simple Love" was finished, Li Ru listened carefully for a long time just now, trying to find the wrong part in it, but no...

There are no voiceovers and noises like anything, and the singer's interpretation is even more unique, which may sound simple to ordinary people, but Li Ru also has a level of appreciation.

This song is indeed very simple, but if you want to play the perfect rhythm of the "Simple Love" song, the singer must sing with this sense of rhythm.

Seamless, this is the evaluation that Li Ru can think of, as if the tune of this song should be sung like this.

This song combines all the factors of perfection, and Li Ru is very happy to hear it, and the sweetness that floods her heart makes her want to go directly to Zhao Hanwei to confess!

"What do you think?" Lin Wanxiang asked.

"Too... It's amazing, and the person who wrote the song must have spent a lot of effort and time! Li Ru said.

"Is it troublesome to write like this?" Lin Wanxiang has no concept of writing songs.

"It's troublesome! And it's very difficult, first of all, it takes a long time to learn the arrangement, and you have to find a special recording studio for tuning and harmonic effects, if that boy really wrote this song specifically for Sister Lin, he must like you very much, at least... It's sincere! ”

If Li Ru received such a little love song, she would definitely be moved to cry on the spot.

Lin Wanxiang was not moved to cry, but she had a general idea in her heart.

She replayed "Simple Love", and then took out the notebook she used to communicate with Qiu Yuan in the library, as well as a pen.

"Senior Sister Lin, what are you doing?" Li Ru asked curiously.

"Memorize the lyrics."

Lin Wanxiang began to record the lyrics of "Simple Love" carefully, and this move once again flooded Li Ru's girlish heart.

"When I was in junior high school, I could memorize lyrics, and I wrote a whole book! I just can't find that book now.。 Li Ru said beside her: "Senior Sister Lin, you remember that the lyrics of "Simple Love" are... Does that mean? ”

The meaning that Li Ru refers to is the acceptance of confession.

"No, it's my notebook for my inspiration." Lin Wanxiang flipped through the first few pages of the notebook in her hand, and Li Ru found that there were other song lyrics and excerpts of some sentences on the first few pages.

The notebook used by Lin Wanxiang is a loose-leaf book, the kind of notebook that can be taken out at any time by buttoning up the coil.

This notebook is obviously a few years old, and the cover looks a little old.

"It turns out that Senior Sister Lin used to find so many unpopular songs to listen to for the inspiration of painting?" Li Ru understood what Lin Wanxiang meant, and then she found that when Lin Wanxiang was memorizing the lyrics of "Simple Love", the number of pages was very low.

The higher the number of pages, the longer the record remains, and the more important it is to Lin Wanxiang.

"Senior Sister Lin, why did you write the lyrics of simple love so later?"

"Because the lyrics of this song are so simple, it probably didn't help me much to find inspiration." Lin Wanxiang chose to answer truthfully.

"That's... What is the most helpful? ”

"Ancient poems."

Lin Wanxiang flipped through the notebook in her hand and showed Li Ru the content she remembered the longest, which was the quatrain that had been handed down from ancient times to the present.