Chapter 104: Do You Want to Learn (Ask for Subscription)
Lin Chumo glanced at Chang Le, who was sitting in place, and then looked at the black harmonica in his hand.
She didn't say anything more, just put her hands behind her waist and paced slowly in the not-so-spacious classroom.
In fact, Lin Chumo has been in the experimental building for a while, she followed Qin Zheng's instructions, and came here after lunch, but she heard the conversation between Chang Le and Chen Qingrou in classroom 203, so she had to temporarily enter classroom 202 next to her to take refuge.
After hearing Chen Qingrou's footsteps leaving, Lin Chumo walked out of classroom 202.
She wasn't afraid of anything, she was just worried that her appearance would affect Chang Le's good mood.
Lin Chumo's appearance was unexpected by Chang Le, originally he wanted to wait for Chen Qingrou to leave and go back to the classroom by himself, but now that Lin Chumo is here, he can't just leave.
The atmosphere of silence did not last long.
"What's the matter, isn't that girl you like teaching you to play the harmonica, how did she leave?"
Facing Lin Chumo's question, Chang Le's face looked a little embarrassed.
"She said that I had a problem with this harmonica, and some of the sounds were not the same as the normal sound, so I asked me to fix the harmonica or change it to a new harmonica and then ask her to teach me."
"Are you going to fix this harmonica, or are you going to buy a new one?"
Chang Le shook his head.
"This was given to me by Brother Xuan, and I think it's pretty good now."
When Chang Le said this, Qin Zheng and Tang Zhao were leaning against the wall outside the door.
Qin Zheng looked up at Tang Zhao, and the corners of Tang Zheng's mouth couldn't help but smile.
Hearing Chang Le say this, Tang Zhao was of course happy.
"Remember what I told you last time at the athletic meet?"
Lin Chumo said as he took out a harmonica from his pocket.
"You learned to play the harmonica? Just in such a short time? ”
Chang Le frowned slightly, and said in some surprise.
Obviously, Chang Le didn't expect that Lin Chumo would run to learn to play the harmonica just because of his unintentional words.
"Well, when I was practicing at home, my mom happened to find out, and my mom said that she could play the harmonica when she was young, so I learned a tune from her."
"What tune?"
"A song called 'Shanghai Tang.'"
"It's not going to be the one that is running the waves......
Chang Le couldn't help but want to laugh after listening to it, after all, the age of that song is too long ago.
"That's right, it's that old song."
Lin Chumo didn't feel shy because this piece was a product of decades ago.
She put the cheap harmonica she had bought for thirty dollars to her lips and began to play the only piece she had learned.
Chang Le listened quietly to Lin Chumo playing the tune, although it did not sound very smooth, but obviously Lin Chumo was attentive, after all, it was not a few days before the end of the sports meeting.
The sound of the harmonica, which sounded a little clumsy, could not only be heard by Chang Le in the classroom, but also by Tang Zhao and Qin Zheng outside the classroom.
Chang Le looked at Lin Chumo, who was standing in front of him and playing the harmonica hard, and suddenly felt very moved.
Compared with Chen Qingrou, who gave up teaching because he had a problem with the harmonica, Chang Le feels that he is more suitable for the relaxed atmosphere now.
A tune was played quickly.
Lin Chumo sat on the chair that Chen Qingrou was sitting on just now, looking at the boy she liked for the first time in front of her.
"Do you want to learn, I can teach you. Although I don't understand those notes and other things, I just memorized all the holes in order through the holes my mother told me, and I didn't have the good Chen Qingrou in your class. ”
Lin Chumo's tone paused slightly, and then he spoke again: "But I don't have any musical talent, so I probably can't hear those tone problems on your harmonica." ”
When she finished speaking, a smile appeared on her lips.
Because he has always been regarded as a boy by other students in the school, Lin Chumo's smile at this time is very shallow, obviously suppressing and restraint.
And Lin Chumo did not wear the short skirt of the school uniform that girls should wear, but wore school uniform shorts like boys.
But Lin Chumo's eyes when he looked at Chang Le were a hundred times gentler than Chen Qingrou.
"Okay."
Chang Le smiled, this time the smile was sincere.
Two different harmonica sounds came from the abandoned art classroom, one after the other, which was not beautiful.
Qin Zheng and Tang Zhao outside the door glanced at each other and left quietly.
"I didn't expect you to be able to arrange it to such an extent, it's amazing."
As soon as the two of them came out of the experimental building, Tang Zhao couldn't help but applaud, after all, the successive arrival of Chen Qingrou and Lin Chumo was really amazing.
"But how do you know that Chen Qingrou and Chang Le won't stay together for long? Did you know in advance that there was something wrong with Changle's harmonica? If this weren't the case, then even if Lin Chumo came to the door of classroom 203 later, when she found out that Chang Le was with Chen Qingrou, she wouldn't have gone in......"
"I didn't know there was a problem with Chang Le's harmonica, but I still asked Lin Chumo to be there. Because I promised Lin Chumo that I would help her, as for what will happen in the future, it can only be regarded as doing my best to obey the fate of heaven. But there's one thing I know for sure......"
Qin Zheng turned his head to look at Tang Qiu, and his dark eyes seemed to be shining with starlight.
"What?"
Tang Qiu couldn't help but ask.
"That is the courageous attitude that Lin Chumo likes when he likes Chang Le, and he can overcome everything."
"Good fellow, it's a pity that you don't go to be old."
Tang Zheng said with emotion, but Qin Zheng shook his head.
"Even if I do, I will go to the underworld to be Meng Po at most."
"Why?"
"Because didn't Tang Zhao say before, even if I am captured by Black and White Impermanence and taken to the Netherworld, you will find me back. By the time you find me, I'll already be a civil servant in the underworld, the kind with an iron rice bowl, see what you do. ”
When Qin Zheng was joking, her white and flawless pretty face gently lifted upward, and every subtle movement was so cute that it made people feel impeccable.
"Don't worry, Meng Po in the underworld won't be your turn. As for the Meng Po soup you cooked, no one can be reincarnated after drinking it, and one by one it will be directly dispersed. ”
Tang Qiu grimaced at Qin Zheng, and then opened at the speed of light.
By the time Qin Zheng came back to his senses, Tang Zhao had already run away.
"Tang Qiu, what are you talking about, stop for me!"
Qin Zheng chased after Tang Zhao behind, not caring about his cute girl image at all.
The breeze stirred up Qin Zheng's long chestnut hair, and although she pretended to be full of anger, she smiled happily.
On the bench under the tree next to the playground, Zhao Zhishui, who was sitting quietly reading a book, looked at the two people who were gradually running away, his round face was calm, and there was no change at all.
"If it were me, it would be difficult for me to do this kind of thing with you. Maybe only a girl like Qin Zheng can accompany you all the way. ”
Zhao Zhishui muttered softly, and when she turned her head, she looked at the bookmark in the thick book in her hand, and a smile appeared on her face wearing gold-rimmed round glasses, and her expression was much softer than Fang Cai.
It was a hard card with a blank piece of paper with Zhao Zhishui's name on it.
This is Zhao Zhishui carefully cut off from the note that Tang Xuan used to vote and pasted it on, so that every time she reads a book, she can feel the warmth he once left to herself.
Full stop high school says that it is not small, but it is not big.
It's small enough to have to see the people you like every day, and it's big enough to hold the youth of many people.