Lu Yuchuan twisted his head and said without giving up: "This school has spent a lot of money to hold an event, so I don't have to panic if I don't participate." ”

"Whose idea?"

"School Leaders ......"

Xu Huaisheng's hand was stunned, and he glanced at Lu Yuchuan sideways, his eyes were unclear, and his voice was shallow: "You are also involved, aren't you?" ”

"I'm the assistant planner." Lu Yuchuan raised the corners of his lips, put down the chopsticks in his hand, spread his hands, and raised his eyebrows.

Xu Huaisheng glared at Lu Yuchuan with a "murderous" gaze almost inaudibly, pursed his lips, and lowered his head to eat.

After a while, Zhongyi's coughing finally stopped, but his throat was astringent, "Last year, you also said that 'the school spent a lot of money to hold an art festival', but nothing was done, and a sports meeting was held." This year, this is what it looks like to have a spring sports meeting? ”

"I remember that Zhong Yi seemed to have won the women's 1,500-meter sprint." Xin Rui put a pair of chopsticks and rice into his mouth, glanced at Lu Yuchuan, and said happily: "Yu Chuan has won three sports championships and two runners-up. I forgot what the prize was......

"Certificate of Honor." Zhong Yi lazily replied.

"Oh-" Xin Rui nodded in realization, but added another sentence to the "oh" that dragged out the long tail note: "Later, it seems that before I could take the heat, I was blown away by a gust of wind, and it was completely disappeared at that time." ”

The two of them couldn't finish talking, and the topic became more and more out of the normal track, and in a short meal time, they talked about big national events and small big things in this life.

Lu Yuchuan still refused to give up, even if he was abused by Xu Huaisheng thousands of times, he treated Xu Huaisheng like his first love, and persuaded him to agree, just go through the motions, and save him from losing face.

Xu Huaisheng was uncomfortable with him, frowned, and reluctantly agreed to him, as for whether he would lose face on the day of the art festival, he didn't dare to guarantee it, and he wouldn't promise it.

Lu Yuchuan tried his best to suppress the smile raised at the corner of his lips, pursing his lips, just not letting himself laugh.

Zhong Yi felt that Xu Huaisheng was forced to make this decision out of desperation, and he was polite and courteous. Whoever will not get bored under Lu Yuchuan's soft grinding and hard bubbles, and can promise him calmly, only Xu Huai is born in this world.

She can't do it, she can't do it after refusing twice, and then refusing to get angry for the third time, and then directly starting to fight, which is much more efficient than arguing to solve the problem.

There is also a point, when quarreling with Lu Yuchuan, she is often the one who loses.

The person who owes his mouth can't win no matter how much he quarrels with him.

"I like to participate too, and I just form a team with Ah Sheng."

Zhong Yi's hand holding the dinner plate involuntarily loosened, almost slipping his hand, the plate flew out of his hand and covered Lu Yuchuan's face opposite, he was surprised for a long time, and he couldn't hold back a word.

Favor: "......"

Lu Yuchuan smiled and said: "Isn't it good for you to form a band, you don't need more members, two people are enough." ”

Xin Rui's eyes lit up, "That's a good idea, I agree." ”

Zhong Yi was stunned, looked at Xu Huaisheng with Xu Huaisheng, and looked at Xu Huaisheng with an expression of "Who am I, what am I doing", Xu Huaisheng pursed his lips slightly, suppressed the smile on the corner of his lips and said, "What instrument do you know?" ”

"Forehead...... Zhong lowered his head in embarrassment, put his fingers on the edge of the plate, and whispered, "...... Let me think about it. ”

She doesn't have any artistic cells in her, except for being good at painting, she can hardly find a talent that has anything to do with the word "art".

To steal Lu Yuchuan's original words: Zhong Yi perfectly avoided all the advantages of Zhong Mu.

Therefore, as soon as she was born, she was destined to be an ordinary and ordinary person.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhong Yi blushed and whispered, "...... Does a guitar count? ”

Xu Huaisheng couldn't suppress the smile on the corner of his lips, and his eyes were bright, "As long as you don't know anything, it's easy to do." ”

"Hmm. Count as half an intermediate level. ”

"Okay, next time I bring the school and practice the tunes we need to use to perform together."

When Zhong Yi was ten years old, she was threatened by Zhong's mother to go to a cram school for musical instruments, saying that she wanted to cultivate her temperament and let her grow up to be a well-informed girl, instead of a "tomboy" who knew how to play mud with a group of young boys all day long. ”

By chance, I chose a guitar, took classes for half a year, and my elegant and generous temperament was not cultivated, but I learned to rock first, and I was already hovering on the edge of "tomboy".

Zhong's mother enrolled her for a year's class, only for the first half of the year, and the beautiful teacher who taught her the guitar in the second half of the year took the initiative to find Zhong's mother, saying that she really couldn't teach this child, the rock wind heavy metal poisoning was too deep, she taught light music, the music style was too different, and the communication became an obstacle, and was willing to refund all the tuition fees in the second half of the year to Zhong's mother, without deducting any handling fees.

After indulging in it for a short time, it was over, and the guitar was also put under the bed by her, and it was never moved again.

I like to have dinner and have nothing to do, so I deliberately found a guitar bag that had been dusty for a long time from under the bed, and there was no dust left behind by the imagined time on the surface, it was very clean, and the edges began to be fried, and it was a little worn.

Zhong Yi gently unzipped it, looking at the guitar that was still as brand new, his fingers gently plucked the strings, and made a crisp sound, "Zheng~~"

The timbre is far from the better guitars on the market now.

Zhong Yi took out the guitar from his bag and carefully examined the traces of time on the surface of the guitar.

She still clearly remembers that this is the twentieth day of her musical instrument class to learn guitar, and Father Zhong paid her salary to buy it.

Although the guitar in the class can be used for a whole semester, Father Zhong does not want to let his daughter be different from other children, although Zhong Yi will not ask them for a guitar of his own every time he returns home after attending cram school, but Father Zhong is afraid that she will be isolated by other children because she does not have a guitar, so he went to more than a dozen piano shops and bought a guitar with very good tone and really belongs to her.

At that time, I didn't feel too moved, just like eating a food I liked, and it didn't make her jump up and down and scream. In retrospect, the same was true.

Zhong Yi's inner thought at the time was, 'It's over, it's another burden when you skip class.' ’

…………

Zhong Yi held the guitar that had reappeared in the rivers and lakes, and rushed downstairs with interest, and Zhong's father and mother were sitting on the sofa, reading newspapers and chasing dramas. Zhong Yi called "Dad, Mom" twice, posed and stood there, waiting for the two to look at her, and then show off her talents.

Three minutes passed......

Those who read the newspaper still read the newspaper, and those who chase dramas still follow dramas.

"Comrade Zhong! Ms. Chung! Zhong Yi raised his voice and kept the posture he had just put on and did not move, this sound attracted the attention of Zhong's father and mother, Zhong Yi cleared his throat and said, "Next, please enjoy the talent show brought by the daughter of the old Zhong family." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhong Yi plucked the strings, and a slow guitar sound flowed from her fingertips, unhurried, long and leisurely.

After playing, Zhong Yi asked excitedly, "How is it?" Does it sound good? ”

Father Zhong silently picked up the newspaper he put down, glanced at the words on the newspaper, and the words were round: "The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard." ”

Favor: "......"

Zhong Yi turned his gaze to Zhong Mu again, smiled, leaned over to Zhong Mu's side, and put his head on Zhong Mu's shoulder, with a coquettish meaning: "Mom~ You say." ”

At the beginning, it was Zhong Mu who sent her to learn musical instruments, and Zhong Mu had to make an objective evaluation in the field.

"Well, I haven't touched it for a few years, and I can't get the pitch right." Zhong Mu watched the TV series intently, didn't even look at her sideways, and gave a very "objective" evaluation.

Zhong Yi "Teng" sat up straight from Zhong Mu, knowing that she should practice playing to them, and now she has the embarrassment of playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong.

Zhong Yi hugged his guitar and ran upstairs in a gloomy manner.

I practiced the guitar again to find out how I felt at the beginning, and then I went to bed and went to bed with the lights out.

The next day, Zhong Xiang got up early in the morning, washed up and went downstairs for breakfast, and ran upstairs after breakfast, with a guitar bag on his back, and went out of the house.

I just happened to run into An Shu, who was pushing a bicycle to the door outside her house, and I was interested in trotting, ran to An Shu, and said hello with a smile: "Morning, An Shu." ”

"Don't be late." An Shu sat on the front seat of the bicycle, holding the handlebars with both hands, and his eyes swept over the big bag he was carrying behind Zhongyi, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Zhong Yi quickly sat on the back seat of the bicycle, sorted out the guitar bag that took up a lot of space, took out one hand, and patted An Shu's back: "Okay, let's go." ”

An Shu kicked up the pedals, and the bicycle drove steadily on the road, the speed was not fast, just right.

"Arts festival?"

"Hmm. sighed, explaining: "It's equivalent to some evening parties, this is held by the school, and the students who participate in the performance are all students from this school, and the school will be open to the public at that time, and An Shu must come to see me perform." ”

"What if you're going to smash up?"

"It's not going to be a mess." I have already made an appointment with Xu Huaisheng to train the music to be used in the performance from now until the day of the art festival comes.

"Zhongyi, you are so stupid, it is understandable that you have failed to act. So, stop quibbling. An Shu turned his arm slightly, and the wind whistled past his ears as he drove into another wide, noisy road.

"Lend you good words." Zhong Yipi said with a smile.

"You're welcome." An Shu lightly shook the handbrake, slowed down, and then the bicycle slowly stopped at the gate of the third middle school.

Zhong Yi got down from the back seat, waved at Anshu, and smiled brightly.

An Shu looked at the girl with a very warm smile through the endless crowd behind her, the corners of her lips slowly raised, and her voice was soft: "Don't run around after school, wait for me." ”

He nodded frequently as if he was in obedience, "Go back quickly, beware of being late." ”

An Shu didn't say much, stared at her again, turned the car, and drove out of her sight with her back.

Zhong Yi lifted the guitar bag on his shoulder, and swayed left and right into the campus of No. 3 Middle School with the messy footsteps of the crowd, like a homing penguin.