The lights on the stage suddenly dimmed, and then I heard a guitar that stretched to the ear, and a beam of light fell on Yanxi.

He wears a black cap, a fluorescent jacket with purple gradient black, a white high-top white shoe on the pedal of a high chair, and an acoustic guitar on his lap, his slender fingers plucking the strings to make a beautiful melody like flowing water.

The female classmates in the audience frantically called for him.

"Yan Gongzi, do you love you~"

"Yan Gongzi, you are so handsome!"

"Dance! Dance! Dance! ”

Yanxi: Master, my damn charm makes me jealous.

Then another beam of light fell, reflecting the figures of two people.

"I thought it was a Wednesday on the weekend,

You said don't be too rigid, it's better to advance half,

If you have to decide and can't be decided by someone else,

Although you are easily distracted. ”

The girl's singing voice is very sweet, very different from the original singing, and even a little out of tune, even Miao Yanxin herself can hear it.

She finished singing this section hard, and her face didn't feel a little hot.

Shi Jinyan, who was sitting opposite her, put the microphone to his lips, and the singing voice in his mouth was extremely gentle, like a seductive love sentence.

"With a little Monday blues on Wednesday,

Of course you're a little wild, but you're also a little stumbling,

Sensuality is an iron nail that meets a soft heart,

Life must be awake and chaotic. ”

Behind Yanxi was a grand piano, Luo Changge played the accompaniment for them in obscurity, while Ye Ying sat beside him, playing the violin in his hand.

……

The song has been sung, and the audience is becoming quieter and quieter, and Miao Yan wonders if it is because she is out of tune and sings too badly.

Shi Jinyan motioned to her with his eyes, don't worry.

At this moment, a bright light hits the back of the stage, and a huge band group appears on the stage, bringing a shocking accompaniment to the climax of the song.

Shi and Miao: "Where does the wind come from?" ”

Miao: "Roll up my collar." ”

When: "Blowing through the hem of my robe." ”

I don't know where the wind is blowing, Shi Jinyan and Miao Yanxin are wearing white shirts full of literary atmosphere, just like described in the song.

Yanxi: Where does the wind come from? Of course, I invited the blower from the banquet master, do you think it is really such a coincidence?

Shi Miao: "Why am I attracted to you?"

At that time, you shouted to stop the light

There's no reason I've already believed

Once upon a time, I didn't know there was you in this world at the same time

I don't know much about you yet

But I love you. ”

After the song ended, I don't know what's going on, there seems to be something hot on my cheeks, Miao Yanxin raised her hand to wipe it away, why did she cry, it's so strange, and her heart is inexplicably a little blocked.

Shi Jinyan reached out to wipe away her tears and stroked the top of her hair, as if to comfort her.

In a daze... Miao Yanxin didn't even notice that someone's claws were starting to commit crimes on the top of her hair.

It wasn't until the last note of the band fell that the classmates, who had been silent, screamed out.

"It's so beautiful, you know, I don't dare to speak out, for fear of ruining this beauty."

"Me too, me too."

"Watching them feels like first love!"

"No, no, no, I think I'm going to fall in love!"

The uproar in the audience brought Miss Miao back to her senses, she felt as if something was moving around in her head, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a delicate and sturdy little arm.

Rumble! It's going to blow up.

He... He...

Miao Yanxin hurriedly stood up, and Shi Jinyan's hand slipped from his head.

"When... Time... Classmates..."The eldest lady stammered, her words were blurred, and those strange thoughts in her heart disappeared.

"Yes."

"You... You touch my head...", the girl seemed to complain about something.

"Well, because I wanted to, I touched it." The youth is leisurely, calm and calm, and he is worthy of being a young man.

But no one noticed the roots of his ears that were already red, in fact, he was not calm at all.

"I... I..."I didn't hold back the sentence for a long time, and the girl didn't care about the follow-up of the event, so she fled in a panic.

I touched it because I wanted to.

These words kept echoing in her mind, and her little face became redder and redder.

"Why do you say such strange things? Hate to die. The girl muttered, unconsciously remembering the feeling she felt when her big hand rubbed the top of her hair.

Obviously, my dad has touched it.,Why does it feel different.。。

Ahh I still have an aftertaste!