It's the middle of May, and it was still crackling and raining yesterday, and the roadside gutters are covered with fallen branches and rain-soaked cherry blossom petals.

This morning it was clear, and the low clouds were blown away by the south wind, and a voluntary sweep was organized on the campus, and the dead branches and leaves were swept together and piled high into small hills, and the students who did not know where pressed their brooms on them to prevent them from being blown away by the wind.

On the side of the road, the emerald green and pink branches stretched out, like the seductive fingers of lovers, swaggering in the wind, many people from outside the school gathered under the tree to take pictures, and some unruly took advantage of people's inattention, took the opportunity to shake the trunk, and then bathed in the colorful flower rain, some students who were responsible for guarding the land ran over and shouted loudly.

Jiang Xinhai and Chen Ya have always maintained a distance of one meter, Chen Ya followed behind her, and saw the white and small ears peeking out of the side of her jet-black hair, behind the turquoise shirt, slightly beaded with sweat, and her neck was slender and slender, like a character running out of a portrait hanging in an art museum.

The two did not speak for a long time, and there was a long silence between them.

Jiang Xinhai doesn't think that she is a cold person, if she has the opportunity, she will definitely become quite proactive,

Chen Ya walked up to her and said, "Do you know why the song is called "Red Beans"? ”

"Uh...... Because it's not good to call "Mung Bean"? ”

Chen Ya said: "Every time you answer, you can surprise me, I really like you more and more." ”

Jiang Xinhai glanced back at him in some surprise.

At first, she thought he was confessing, but he didn't mean to continue, so she was a little unsure.

So she "had" turned back to hide her uncertainty, and her long hair fluttered in the air.

"Red beans have the meaning of lovesickness, also known as lovesickness, so we have to sing the painful lingering feeling of missing."

"Oh."

Jiang Xinhai quietly shook him off a meter away.

Chen Ya asked in the back, "Have you been getting rid of me?" ”

"Sorry, I can't walk side by side with someone in trousers and sneakers."

In fact, along the way, many people have already looked at them. It's still there.

"Are you afraid of being embarrassed?"

"It's not that I'm afraid of being embarrassed...... Okay, I'm afraid of being embarrassed. Jiang Xinhai combed his bangs, "What are your considerations for doing this kind of thing?" ”

Chen Ya looked down at his sneakers: "My favorite writer said that as long as you insist on wearing sneakers and long-distance running, you will always be a boy." ”

"How old are you and a boy?" Jiang Xinhai asked.

"18 ah."

Jiang Xinhai's expression finally fluctuated: "You are actually only 18? ”

"Why can't I be 18?"

"Did you publish that many songs at the age of 18?" Jiang Xinhai asked in surprise, "I thought you were at least in your twenties." ”

"You're 18 years old now, aren't you already a big star?"

Jiang Xinhai tilted his head, feeling that he wanted to refute everywhere for a while, but he didn't know where to refute.

She always felt that she was nothing out of the ordinary. From the bottom of her heart, she still admires talented people very much, and feels that the people who write songs are different from herself.

The person who wrote the popular song was actually the same age as herself, and she finally began to be a little convinced of Chen Ya.

"Well, as good as you are," she said, holding out a finger that wagged awkwardly in the air, "you still can't walk beside me in your trousers and sneakers." ”

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"Do you want me to take it off and be barefoot?"

"Then I'll move away from you faster."

"You don't want to be chased by a barefoot man, do you?"

"You don't want to be arrested at the Public Security Bureau, do you?"

"I throw in the towel."

……

The two chatted with each other and soon arrived at the vocal room.

Jiang Xinhai borrowed it to the classroom without much effort. Chen Ya walked to the piano, played a few notes with his fingers, and said:

"The conditions are limited, so I will use the piano to play the general melody."

Jiang Xinhai crossed his arms and stood beside her, looking at her angrily.

She thought Chen Ya was joking.

brought him over, just because there was a guitar and bass here, she didn't think that Chen Ya could still play the piano.

Chen Ya sat down upright, his back was straight, if he didn't look at the sneakers on his feet, his temperament would still be like that.

Jiang Xinhai's eyelashes fluttered slightly.

His fingers ran over the keys, and then a delicate melody flowed from his fingertips as an intro.

The jumping notes are like red beans falling into a plate, and then the tone is low.

The lyrics I saw before also fell into her mind like peeling apricot blossoms.

"I haven't felt it yet,

Snowflakes bloom in the climate,

We will understand better if we tremble together,

What is gentleness.

I haven't held your hand yet,

Walking through barren sand dunes,

Maybe henceforth learn to cherish,

Heaven and earth are long......"

After Chen Ya's fingers played a few legato on the keys, Jiang Xinhai knew that he was about to enter the chorus.

She opened her cherry lips:

"Sometimes, sometimes,

I will believe that there is an end to everything,

There are times when we get together and leave,

Nothing lasts forever......"

Chen Ya soon discovered that she was actually singing along, and with a turn of her fingers, she immediately shifted from melody to accompaniment.

As a result, Jiang Xinhai and the sound of the piano converge perfectly, like rain merging into a river.

The melodious sound of the piano and singing floated out of the classroom, and it was noon, and there were few people in the teaching building.

"But sometimes,

I'd rather choose to be nostalgic and not let go,

Wait until the scenery is seen through,

Maybe you will, accompany me to watch the long stream......"

Chen Ya was playing the piano while his eyes widened in Jiang Xinhai's voice.

In the high-pitched part, her voice is like blue and white porcelain, transparent and crisp, as if it will be broken when touched.

From head to toe, her voice has an unpolished green feeling, but it is this slightly shy green feeling that makes people fascinated and wants to take care of this unique voice even more.

So Chen Ya was breathing quickly while playing the piano, and he was sure that his eyes were not looking for the wrong person.

Jiang Xinhai in the photo at a glance is indeed the same as the original singer of this song in his previous life, he is the kind of talented player who God personally went down to feed the food to his mouth.

Jiang Xinhai quickly immersed himself.

She regained the feeling of singing the ending song of "The Pink Family" in the recording studio, and she liked the feeling of being immersed in the music, wandering all over her body, and flowing with the rhythm.

And she also saw Chen Ya's expression in the accompaniment at the same time.

The undisguised shock of the other party made her very satisfied.

Ever since the two met, he has been bragging about it. It's long overdue.

When Chen Ya's keys dropped the last note, applause rang out outside the window.

The two looked back, only to find that there were more than a dozen people standing outside the vocal music classroom at noon.

Chen Ya straightened his emotions and said, "I'll just say, I'm close to becoming famous, and I'm just missing you." ”

Jiang Xinhai combed the hair on his sideburns.

"If your other songs can maintain this level, there's a real chance."

Chen Ya crooked his mouth and smiled: "This song is among the 10 songs I prepared, and the level can only be regarded as middle and low." ”

Jiang Xinhai narrowed his eyes.

Started bragging again.