Chapter 212: For What
Outside the venue, in the corner of the academy, in a quiet courtyard.
The bored boy sat on the bench where the two had first met, lazily basking in the sun, humming softly, and waiting.
When he heard footsteps in the distance, he raised his head and smiled.
"Bear Boy is done?"
Ye Qingxuan looked at the comer, his eyes sympathetic, "It's really hard." ”
Gavin sat next to him, sighing tiredly, as if he was tired.
After a long time, he asked in a low voice, "You guessed that?"
The boy nodded, raised his finger, and gestured a small size: "It's just a little bit, like the bench you disguised." ”
"I ...... Did I notice something? ”
"No, you've been perfectly disguised throughout, and I won't be able to determine your true identity until you lift your hood. It's a pity that you're so strong, so strong that sometimes I feel like I can't see through you at all.
There aren't many people in this school who give me that feeling. ”
"Because of this?"
"What's more, I can see that your attainments in the Change Faction are not low, but there is no such person as you in the Change Academy, so I think: you may only be a minor.
And most of the people who minor in the change faction are from the royal school. Only they will practice two factions at the same time before they become musicians......"
When Gavin heard this, his expression became more and more bitter:
"And I'm the most famous of them all. ”
"Yes, you never showed up, didn't you? People say you're proud enough to not want to fight with other classmates, but I think ...... There may be another reason.
Gavin sighed.
The two were silent to each other, basking in the sun, in a long silence. But silently so tacit-
After a long time, Ye Qingxuan had enough of the sun and asked:
"You're the one who arranged for us to have a bye the next day, right? It's just that, logically speaking, shouldn't the student council president be a lackey of the school committee?"
"Be human. Always take a long-term view. Sometimes if you look far away, you will feel that it is stupid for the school committee to focus on the inside of a school. ”
Ye Qingxuan was amused, "You're not afraid that they will give you little shoes?"
Gavin spread his hands, "I've already graduated, what can the school committee do with me?"
"Then you infiltrated the music history department under a false name, just to slap your brother?"
"I just want to see you. ”
“...... Me?"
Ye Qingxuan was stunned, "I'm actually worthy of the student union president?"
"Don't underestimate yourself, it's only been three or four months since you've been in school, aren't you?
You're already everyone's nightmare. The Devil of the East, the Shame of the Academy...... When my younger brother is going to enter this school after I leave, as a good older brother, I have to at least prepare him a little. ”
"You came to me just to be a good brother?"
Ye Qingxuan shook his head, completely disbelieving, "Is there any other reason, is it necessary for you to lie in front of such a shame as me?"
Or do you really do so much for your brother?"
Gavin was silent. The iron-gray pupils were full of complexity, full of self-deprecation.
"If there really is any other reason. So probably because of ...... You're free, aren't you?"
Gavin looked up at him, "To be honest, I was envious when I first saw you from the podium...... Because sometimes I really want to live a life like yours. ”
"What's so good about living like this?"
Ye Qingxuan rolled his eyes, "You said it, you want to be regarded as a shame for the academy." The Eastern Devil has to be challenged wherever he goes. Moreover, it will be regarded as a thorn in the side of the school committee...... It's okay to be unwanted?"
"So the two of us switch?"
"No, I don't change. ”
Ye Qingxuan didn't think about it, and shook his head decisively.
"Sure enough. ”
Gavin's eyebrows furrowed, and he chuckled softly, "It's nothing good to be the student council president. Isn't that right?"
"No, no, no, you have done a very successful job as the student president, which is obvious to everyone, but unfortunately, you may not be able to do it as a 'good brother'. ”
Hearing him say this, Gavin's expression suddenly became melancholy.
"Actually, if you could, you and Banner could have been friends. I have so many opportunities scheduled...... If only he had a kinder attitude......"
"To be honest, you're thinking too much. ”
"Perhaps. ”
He smiled wryly, "At least, don't hate him, Banner isn't really bad...... He's just stupid. ”
"I know. ”
Ye Qingxuan nodded, "A priest once told me that no one is born wanting to be a bad person. That makes sense, doesn't it?"
Gavin nodded.
"But if everyone in this world wants to be a good person, where is there so much suffering?"
Ye Qingxuan saw through his thoughts: he asked bluntly: "The promise you want from me is to hope that I won't target your brother, right?"
Gavin nodded, and then became helpless again: "So far, I don't have the face to say that." ”
"Don't worry, I promised you. ”
Ye Qingxuan said lightly, "His IQ is so low, it won't make me feel threatened." ”
“...... Thank you"
Although his feelings were complicated, Gavin still thanked him politely.
"You're welcome. You know what? Your brother sometimes reminds me of a friend. ”
"Friends?"
"Yes, friend. ”
Ye Qingxuan recalled the shadow of the young man in his heart, and smiled: "He is also the kind of person who shouts all day long, 'I want everyone to dare not look down on me in the future!', but he is actually completely different from Banner."
Because he knows why he is looked down upon, even though he doesn't necessarily think it's right. Truth be told, that guy has a lot of flaws and a lot of me...... I can't accept it, but I'm afraid he will look at me the same. ”
Gavin pondered: "In this case, there will be a lot of contradictions, right?"
"Yes, but what a friend is called, isn't that?
Tolerate each other, and tolerate each other. In the end, tolerance becomes bottomless...... Thankfully, he never asked me to give up on my bottom line.
I guess this is a good friend, right?"
"yes. Gavin was stunned, "It's a good friend." ”
Ye Qingxuan smiled sheepishly, "Envy, right?"
Not sure why. Gavin wanted to punch him up.
"It's getting late, I'll go first. ”
He shook his head and got up to leave, "The school committee still needs to find me to have a meeting to deal with the mess you left behind, and the meeting is really troublesome." ”
Ye Qingxuan lazily waved goodbye, "Remember to say a few more kind words for me in front of that group of respected old men, Lord Grow." ”
Gavin looked back at him and said nothing.
Ye Qingxuan shrugged helplessly: "Okay." Please, Brother Stool. ”
"This time it finally sounds a little better than the elder. ”
Gavin smiled, turned away, and disappeared into the afternoon sun.
In the warm sunlight, Ye Qingxuan leaned on the bench and yawned sleepily, drowsy. It's just that in a half-dream, I can't help but think of the shadow of a certain teenager in my memory.
I wonder how that guy is doing now, Vito?
Is there any flying yellow and soaring?
Is he okay?
Ye Qingxuan sighed. I miss him a little bit.
The same afternoon, the same sun.
Burgundy. The First National University is known as the cradle of future politicians.
In the auditorium, the crowd was surging, and the fanatical eyes looked at the podium, shouting in response to the young man's speech.
Speech. It's nearing the end.
"My friends, don't you understand, that our motherland is in danger!"
The young man clenched his fists, and his voice was impassioned and impassioned, full of anger and pain:
"A bloated administrative system, an inactive ruling party, and a mediocre royal family that will continue to demand from the people. And the group of socialists who occupy the House and only talk about it!
Spit on the fat bureaucrats who can only eat the corpse! Spit on the incompetent people who can only escape from reality! Spit on the losers, the anarchists!
Because of them, commerce was declining, the border army was unqualified, and the peasants lost their land and were reduced to slavery...... Our Motherland, in humiliation**, our sun, is about to go out. ”
Tell me, my friends, what should we do? Where should our country go?
Do we have to put our hopes in the musicians who don't eat the fireworks of the world?!Do we have to wait for the Savior to come down from heaven?
Are we going to wait for that group of foreign capitalists with a thirst for profit to extract enough profit from us, wipe their mouths and walk away, and push this country into a country of misery?"
"No!
Musicians never care about the sufferings of us mortals! There is never a savior! Those capitalists never stop greedy looting!
We cannot rely on others for gifts and salvation, and if we want our motherland to rise, we must rely on ourselves! Rely on you, on the advanced program of governance, and on the strength of the people!
We can no longer be silent! Let this country fall and mourn! All of you here are the best of the best, and the future of this country ...... Are we going to sit idly by and be silent?
Never! Friends, we must stand up, we must be responsible for this country! Who else will love our country so much? Who else but us will be able to save it?
We must unite, friends, we need each other's strength!
I believe that with the help of this force, our motherland will rise and come out of the shadow of recession!
I believe that this glorious day will come soon.
At that time, I will take up the banner of Joan of Arc and rush to the forefront for this great kingdom, just as she once led the fearless warriors to kill the enemy, shedding her last drop of blood for this great kingdom. If I die because of this, then I will be worthy of my ancestors, and if I die because of this, then the next hero will stand up and carry my banner!"
In the huge auditorium, the emaciated figure of the young man was like a giant, shouting hoarsely in countless fanatical eyes:
"God bless Burgundy! God bless the National University! God bless the great people!
- Long live Burgundy!" "Long live Burgundy!!"
A roar rang out, like thunder.
It was applause, cheers, fanatical shouts and praises. All the students shouted his name, raised their hands, and waved vigorously in response to his gaze.
The young man stepped off the stage, and a steady stream of enthusiastic students rushed up to him to hug him, shouting feverishly: "Long live Burgundy! Long live Burgundy!"
"Perfect inaugural address, Your Excellency Don Juan!"
Under the podium, the secretary of the student union stepped forward and shook his hand vigorously, looking uncontrollable with excitement: "Among the previous student presidents, there has never been such a deafening speech as you......"
"I'm just saying what's on everyone's minds. ”
The young man known as Don Juan hugged him gracefully and said sincerely: "From today onwards, I will rely on all the members of the student council to work together with me. ”
The secretary of the student council nodded excitedly, "For Burgundy!"
"That's right. ”
The young man named Don Juan smiled meaningfully:
"-- For the Motherland"
Also for me. (To be continued......)