"Beifan, Beifan, let's go, let's go to the library." As he spoke, Yu Ze picked up the school card he had placed on his desk, straightened his collar, and stood up from his seat. Going to the library to read books with He Beifan in self-study class every Friday is a habit that he can't shake.

At first, Zhong Yuze hated such times, and he always sat and yawned when he accompanied Beifan to the library. However, now that he was enjoying the time, he would feel inexplicably uncomfortable not going to the library.

"Oh, Yu Ze, you go by yourself, I won't go." He Beifan refused him without even thinking about it, but he was busy stuffing the books on the desk into the drawer, looking in a hurry.

"Why?" Zhong Yuze didn't mention how surprised he was, He Beifan never missed the weekly reading time, and he didn't know what was going on today, "Didn't we say that we would go to the library to read in the self-study class every Friday?" Why did you regret it again? There was a hint of loss in Yu Ze's eyes, but more of a puzzlement.

"Yu Ze, I'm going to the music room today, and Teacher Yin asked me to participate in the choir's training." For some reason, it was obviously an opportunity, but He Beifan's voice was unusually low, and there was no way to make himself happy.

"That's a good thing." Zhong Yuze couldn't control himself and clapped his hands, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" It makes me happy too. "He is sincerely happy that Beifan has such a good opportunity.

"There's nothing to be happy about." Beifan's words were very heavy, "Although it is an opportunity, for me, it is more of a challenge." I've never been exposed to vocal music, and I don't know if I can get along well with my classmates in the choir. ”

Bei Fan's words exposed his worries and anxieties, as if he was facing a test, but Zhong Yuze understood his uneasiness, and he put the school card he originally held in his hand back into the pencil case, "It's okay, Fan, believe me, you can do it." ”

He Beifan smiled a little bitterly, "I hope so, I hope that joining the chorus can improve my singing ability." He smiled at Yu Ze with some regret, "However, it's a pity that I may not have so much time to go to the library with you in the future." ”

There was obvious loss in his eyes, which made He Beifan feel a little distressed, "It's okay, I'm not going to the library, I'll go to the music room with you." After Yu Ze said this, he felt a little inappropriate, so he continued to add, "There is time, when you have time, we will go to the library together." ”

Zhong Yuze's words had a warm feeling, which made Beifan very comfortable to listen to, and slightly resolved his fear of the unknown of the chorus. Inadvertently glancing at the mechanical watch on his wrist, Beifan's face became flustered again, "It's broken, it's broken, it's too late." ”

He Beifan said that he picked up the schoolbag placed in the hole in the table and was about to rush outside, almost tripping over his untied shoelaces.

Zhong Yuze didn't know what the situation was, but he saw He Beifan flying out like an arrow, and before he could react, Beifan had already rushed to the door of the class, "Hey, Beifan, you wait for me, I'll go with you." He didn't hesitate, ran out of the aisle, and followed in the footsteps of He Beifan.

Even though Beifan was in a hurry, he saw that Zhong Yuze was following so hard, so he unconsciously slowed down, and the two of them gradually walked side by side in the corridor, and the students who passed by saw that they didn't have time to dodge.

"Let's borrow it, thank you." At such a panicked moment, He Beifan did not forget his due etiquette and politeness. Even so, their behavior was no less than a rampage, and a skinny little girl was almost knocked off by them.

"Neurotic, running so fast in the hallway." She grumbled slightly disgruntled and touched her sore arm.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He Beifan was running, and he was also compensating with others. Zhong Yuze didn't care about these cumbersome weights, and it took a lot of effort for him to keep up with He Beifan's footsteps.

Finally ran to the end of the corridor, Beifan took three steps and did two steps downstairs, "Follow me, Yu Ze, it's the first time I'm going to participate in the choir's training, I don't want to be late." ”

Arriving at the small door of the music room, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and looked down at his watch again, "It's over, it's still late." I should have been faster. He Beifan said with some self-blame.

"It's okay, Fan, you can go in." Yu Ze warmly comforted him, "It's so late for us to get out of school, just talk to the conductor, he will definitely understand." Although I don't know if this is the case, Yu Ze's words are a spring breeze for Beifan.

"Then I'm in." He Beifan didn't push open the door as he spoke, but turned around again and pouted at Zhong Yuze, "Yuze, are you going home together tonight?" He didn't know how he could have become so apprehensive, and in short, he had some undeniable uneasiness.

"Of course, Fan, I'll be waiting for you at the door." Zhong Yuze patted him on the shoulder, and waved his hand at Beifan as if he was comforting a child. This time, He Beifan did not hesitate any longer, but pushed open the small wooden door and walked in.

Beifan stood at the door of the music room, but there was a loud singing voice in the small room, like a tide, "I and my motherland cannot be separated for a moment, no matter where I go, a hymn flows......" Their voices are waves of waves, but He Beifan has no way to integrate himself into it. The boy's eyes scanned back and forth in such a small space uneasily, the electric guitar on the wall, the violin in front of the window, and the potted plants full of life.

This always reminds Beifan of a small wish he has always had, he wants to have a music room of his own, it doesn't need to be too big, it's just right to be as big as this small room.

Bei Fan stood in front of the small wooden door like this, and he stood for a long time, but strangely no one noticed him. Some of his classmates glanced at him sideways, but only for a few seconds, and after a few seconds they were back to singing.

The commander standing in the front row only glanced at Beifan, it was very strange, he seemed so arrogant that he directly ignored He Beifan's existence, and continued his command for a moment, as if it was superfluous to delay him for a minute.

"My dearest motherland, you are the song in my heart that the sea will never dry up, and you will always give me the ......blue waves and clear waves" Their singing was melodious and beautiful, resounding throughout the music room, but it made He Beifan feel that there was nowhere to hide.

When their last note fell, the choir members began to relax their tense nerves, and the students, who had just sat upright, began to move their shoulders and shake their waists.

The conductor in the black suit also relaxed his hand that had been holding it in mid-air, but immediately he regained his solemnity just now, "Okay, rest for ten minutes, and continue training after ten minutes." ”

His eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the young man standing in the corner with a little more disdain, "Who are you?" What do you do in the music room? ”

He Beifan glanced at him, only to realize that the conductor was talking to him, "My name is He Beifan, I am from the seventh class of high school......" Before He Beifan could finish speaking, the conductor interrupted him again.

"Oh, you're a freshman in high school." The eyes that had stayed on him glanced away impatiently, "Teacher Yin is not here, you have something to go back beforehand, don't affect our choir training." ”

The commander said, and turned his head to look at the loose group of players, "If you want to go to the toilet, hurry up and don't delay the training time." Looking at the hustle and bustle of the players, he was a little angry, "Drink more water, talk less, I don't think my voice is used enough, right?" Why don't you practice a few more times today? ”

As soon as he said this, the members of the choir immediately fell silent. A few of the girls obediently picked up their glasses. Looking at the conductor again, Yin Dixiao was not there, he looked like the boss of the chorus, his two hands were naturally crossed in his trouser pockets, and his mouth seemed to be humming some unknown tune. This should be a ruthless character, Bei Fan thought secretly in his heart.

The conductor was humming a song, looking very interested, but when he saw He Beifan still standing in front of him like a wooden stake, he stopped the tune in his mouth, "What's the matter with you?" Why are you standing here and not leaving? There was too much expulsion in the tone.

"Oh, that, Mr. Yin, he asked me to come to the choir training." He Beifan didn't know why he looked at the boy who was standing in front of him and was a head taller than him, and he had indescribable timidity.

"What did you say?" The conductor's brows furrowed, he only felt that He Beifan was talking nonsense, "How is it possible?" Our choir is full, and there are no extra seats for you. ”

The conductor's words made He Beifan feel extremely embarrassed, he stiffened his hair, and continued to say with his lips cursed, "However, Teacher Yin did ask me to come to the choir. ”

His words made the conductor feel deeply helpless, and the opponent he had just arranged had to make multiple new adjustments because of He Beifan's addition, "Okay then." He said reluctantly.

"Thank you then." He Beifan smiled politely, and stretched out his hand to greet him quite politely, "I'm He Beifan, thank you for giving me this opportunity." ”

"You don't have to thank me." The conductor still looked like he couldn't be ignored, "I think it's full, and Teacher Yin asked you to come." The implication is that the conductor of this choir doesn't want to see He Beifan appear here.

"But." He glanced at Bei Fan again, his eyes overflowing with arrogance, "Teacher Yin asked you to come, it doesn't mean that you can stay in the chorus." I'm the commander-in-chief here, and you have to live up to my demands. ”

He Beifan stood there silently, and the right hand that was handed forward was frozen in mid-air.

"Well, you can try your voice later and see which part you are suitable for singing." The conductor sat down in front of the chair in the music room, "Also, don't be late, you won't have to come in if you're late for the next training, understand?" ””

He Beifan was full of dissatisfaction in his heart, but he could only nod obediently, he looked at the arrogant commander in front of him, and suddenly became angry with him, "Excuse me, what's your name?" "Even though he wasn't respected, he was so polite.

"I, my name is Zhang Yang, and your seniors in the second year of high school should know me." He twisted his head to the side, obviously not taking He Beifan, a student one level below him, in his eyes.