As expected, Lin Zhiyi was elected as the squad leader by everyone. I can't shirk in front of my teachers and classmates, but I feel sorry for how much time I have to waste on some trivial and meaningless matters. For example, collecting homework for the teacher, maintaining order, caring for classmates, and what he hates the most, taking the lead in sanitation on duty. The class leader has to participate more than the average student, and he also has to supervise the overall completion.

In less than a month since the start of school, Lin Zhiye has already participated in three duty days.

When the autumn sun went down in Zhucheng, Lin Zhiyi leaned on the railing of the corridor after finishing his work. In order to save the time of the senior high school students, the school replaced the entire first floor of the first year of high school with the third year of high school, so that going to and from school and eating have saved a lot of time for the students of the graduating class, many students of the first year of high school complained that it was too hard to climb the stairs, but Lin Zhiyi liked the scenery of the three floors, and quietly looked at this quiet city under the orange afterglow of the sunset, unlike the high-rise buildings in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, which made people feel depressed, and the houses in Zhucheng were short, giving people a very down-to-earth feeling. In the distance, there are rolling hills, an endless golden yellow that fades as the sun sets.

"Knock". A piece of chalk thrown in the distance smashed into his head.

Lin Zhiyi suddenly came back to his senses and inspected the murderer three hundred and sixty degrees.

"Genius, what's the fuss?" At the door of the class at the other end of the corridor, a teenager leaned lazily against the door, his trouser legs one high and one low, like a farmer who had just returned from planting rice in the field. Leaning against the door, he has a Coca-Cola in his hand, and chalk marks remain on his other.

Lin Zhiyi wanted to teach this boy a good lesson, but after seeing his face clearly, his anger dissipated at once.

“**？”

"Not bad, boy. Remember your grandfather and me? ”

"you." Lin Zhiyi put down his idol baggage, picked up a broom and slammed it on the young man, and the young man named ** didn't dare to show weakness, so he immediately picked up the mop behind the door and fired back. The two of them fight like masters in martial arts movies.

"Why didn't you tell me when you came to Zhiyuan Middle School?" Lin Zhiyi swept towards his lower plate, and he was sensitive enough to dodge it.

"Don't you have my home phone? Don't call and ask? The young man's mop swept over, and although it didn't hit Lin Zhiyi's body, the residual sewage on it still splashed on Lin Zhiyi's white shirt.

"Hu Haoran! I'm fighting with you! Lin Zhi is also the most tolerant of being soiled, and the floor in the horizontal type, Aunt Deng will not be satisfied until he wipes it twice.

Lin Zhiyi threw away the broom, stretched out his free hands, snatched Hu Haoran's mop, and poked at him. Hu Haoran saw that he couldn't beat him, so he turned around and ran, running from the third floor to the first floor, and then from another staircase on the first floor to the third floor. ”

"Then you put the mop down!"

"Don't let go! You bastard, you said you were going abroad, and you lied to me about a meal for you to practice! ”

ran up and down the teaching building for two times, and most of their physical strength was consumed, but relying on their youth, they continued to overdraw their energy for tomorrow, and no one was willing to stop.

"You, Young Master Lin, are so rich, you still remember a meal."

"Is it a matter of money? You stinky boy! I thought I'd never see you again! ”

Lin Zhiyi shook off the mop suddenly, his hands supported his knees and half-bent over, he remembered the day when he saw off Hu Haoran during the summer vacation, the two of them drank some beer with adults on their backs, and they were like this on the way home, but what Hu Haoran didn't know was that that night, when Lin Zhiyi watched his back getting smaller and smaller, his eyes were filled with tears.

Hu Haoran also stopped, panting with his waist in his arms.

"Didn't you say that when you get to the United States, you will also be contacted?"

Form Steve

That's what I said to him before I went to the United States. In the beginning, Steve

He would also write about interesting things that happened in the United States, but then the number of words in the mail became less and less, and the number of times became less and less, until finally, Steve

After graduating, he stayed in the United States and never contacted him again.

Lin Zhiyi's relationship with his cousin was not very close, so he was not very sad when he broke off contact. It's just that the person with whom he used to be in constant contact is living a different life on the other side of the world, but he no longer has a reason to express his concern, and he feels a little lost.

But Hu Haoran is different, Hu Haoran is his friend since childhood, and he is more important than his brother.

When I was in kindergarten, the two of them stuck together all the time, and the teacher made fun of them, "Are you childhood sweethearts?" ”

Lin Zhiyi's face turned red all of a sudden, and he didn't know what to say.

It was Hu Haoran who wittily replied, "Both of us are men, not childhood sweethearts, bamboo horses and bamboo horses." ”

"Lao Lin, stop playing." Hu Haoran took the initiative to reach out and reconcile.

Lin Zhiyi firmly held his outstretched hand, for fear that he would run away again.

"How did you get so strong?"

Hu Haoran left a row of crimson fingerprints on his hand, but Lin Zhiyi laughed.

"Hmph. Forget it, you should be paid back for your meal. ”

Lin Zhiyi smiled that he could be with Hu Haoran again in three years of high school.

Hu Haoran habitually put his hand on Lin Zhiyi's shoulder, and went home side by side like he did when he was a child.

The two of them together form the most beautiful scenery of Zhiyuan Middle School. From the moment the two of them stepped into the school gate together in the morning, they attracted the attention of all the girls in the school, wishing that the nasty class bell would never ring. When they ate together in the cafeteria at noon, they were also surrounded by layers. There are often girls who tear their faces, scold, and fight in order to argue which of the two of them is more handsome.

But the parties have long been accustomed to such a scene, and they are steadily doing Diaoyutai. Lin Zhiyi's bento, half of the delicious food had to be swept away by Hu Haoran.

"Aunt Deng's craftsmanship is really good, it would be nice if she came to our house."

Lin Zhiyi tasted Hu Haoran's bento and spit it out.

"Huh. My dad's old guy knows how to look good when looking for a babysitter. Hu Haoran complained that his father never showed mercy. Lin Zhi had also met his father a few times, and it did have that greasy merchant smell. But Hu Haoran obviously inherited his mother's genes, and he looked like he had clear eyebrows. But his mother died very early, and Lin Zhiyi remembered that it was the day he graduated from kindergarten, and no one came to pick up Hu Haoran, so he sat on the small steps of the kindergarten with him and waited, waiting, waiting, until there was only one light left in their classroom in the kindergarten shrouded in night. Lin Zhi never mentioned the word mother in front of Hu Haoran.

"Haha, I often come to our house for dinner in the future."

"Do you have any plans for the evening? I asked a few buddies who had a good time in junior high school to have dinner together! Hu Haoran's liking for Aunt Deng is not as much as his liking for foreign restaurants.

"No, I still have to play the piano." Lin Zhiyi refused without thinking.

"Oh. You're still the same. Hu Haoran pretended to be disappointed.

"What about you? Are you still practicing? ”

"Huh? It's been a long time since I stopped practicing. I don't have any talent, and that's how I practiced it. ”

Hu Haoran's casual words passed through Lin Zhiyi's whole body like an electric current, "There is no talent." Lin Zhiyi started learning violin with Hu Haoran. At that time, when he first started learning, Hu Haoran quickly got started, but Lin Zhiyi sawed wood for several months, and the teacher said, "This is the difference in talent." ”

Lin Zhi also knew that he had never been a genius. It's just by practicing non-stop that I got those results. Hu Haoran can play the song twice, and he has to play it hundreds of times to reach his level. In Lin Zhiyi's eyes, Hu Haoran is a real genius. In fact, Lin Zhiyi switched to piano later because he felt that he had no chance to catch up with Hu Haoran in violin.

Such a person says that he has no talent in front of himself.

Lin Zhi didn't know how to answer.

And Hu Haoran obviously didn't notice his psychological changes.

"Genius, why are you in a daze?"

"I'm not a genius." Lin Zhiyi replied coldly. He felt that Hu Haoran was mocking him with these two words.

"If I were a genius, I would have gone to Tsinghua University's junior class a long time ago. If I were a genius, my name would have been on a par with Mozart in the music world. Those little local newspapers put me in the headlines, but only because my grandfather was the president of the court! ”

Lin Zhiyi left the lunch box and turned to leave, "I'm full, you can eat slowly." ”

Only then did Hu Haoran realize that he might have said the wrong thing.

"It's over, this kid is really angry."

Lin Zhiyi's heart seemed to have a fire burning, he hated why God was so stingy, he only gave himself such a little talent, and how much effort he had to put in to get to the ideal state. He didn't have time to waste, so he had to practice desperately over and over again, and he couldn't play a single note wrong! If the rhythm is out of order, you have to do it all over again. He practiced from after dinner until midnight until he could no longer lift his arm.

His whole body was spread out on the bed in a large shape, thinking, "Hu Haoran, this kid doesn't cherish his talent so much, if only he could give it to me." But he soon regretted that he had this thought.

"No, no, how could I think that. What is what's his is his. ”

"Poof." There was a hurried sound from the glass window.

When he was a child, when Hu Haoran went out to play with him, he would smash the window pane of his room with small stones. After many attempts, he controlled the force just right, not breaking the glass, but also making enough noises to attract attention.

Lin Zhiyi pushed open the window and looked down, and sure enough, it was Hu Haoran.

"Lao Lin, come down." Hu Haoran waved his hands and shouted softly, for fear of alarming the security guards patrolling the villa area.

"Wait." Lin Zhi climbed down the edge of the window with ease, and the height of the second floor seemed more and more relaxed to him at nearly one meter eight.

"What's the matter with calling me out in the middle of the night?" Lin Zhiyi's anger during the day had already disappeared for the most part, and he understood that he was actually competing with himself.

"I'm sorry." Hu Haoran still sincerely apologized. "I shouldn't have said that, knowing you're serious about music."

These words made Lin Zhiyi feel ashamed. "Yes, I'm too sensitive."

"No. to apologize. Hu Haoran stuffed a flat rectangular box into Lin Zhiyi's hand and ran away.

LIN ZHIYI RETURNED TO THE ROOM AND OPENED IT, OPENING THE BOX TO FIND THAT IT WAS A VINYL RECORD, WHICH WAS QUEEN'S "BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY". He only told Hu Haoran how much he admired this band. On the back of the record, there is a post-it note that reads, "To Takema, pay back your meal." ”