best friend turned lover

Supporting his head, he said softly, "I'm just not happy."

These words were like a sharp arrow, piercing through Mu Yunyin's chest with a "poof".

#叮咚, your character [Mu Yunyin] was hit by a natural enemy [Zhuang Qingchan] and has died...#

So Mu Yunyin and Ai Ai said anxiously: "Then... what should I do..."

Zhuang Qingchan drew circles on the table with her fingers, as if casually said: "If Yunyin can do something to make me happy..."

Zhen·Naive·Ms. Mu immediately took the bait, she nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said, "I will do everything——"

So Zhuang Qingchan smiled, and said softly: "Then it's a deal, you must get good grades in every subject this semester."

"..."

what! ! !

I was dreaming just now, right?Actually nothing happened...

Mu Yunyin in self-hypnosis only listened to her lover: "Then let's talk about it, Yunyin will make me happy, right?"

Mu Yunyin: "..."

Mu Yunyin didn't give up lightly, she still wanted to struggle for a while: "Xiaoqing... I can take you out to eat delicious food... I can buy you a lot of gifts... I can also take you out to play - anywhere I treat you!"

The corners of Zhuang Qingchan's lips seemed to rise a little bit, and Mu Yunyin just felt some hope rising, when her lover turned her head and said, "Unhappy."

Mu Yunyin: "..."

The weak flame was poured down by a pot of cold water, and in the blink of an eye, there was not even a wisp of smoke left.

Xiao Qing, you must have no idea how many of her courses were on the verge of passing last semester... It's just the result of the teacher's benevolence and high hand.

The way this Bomei smiles... is much more difficult than the feudal lords in the Fenghuo drama.At least when the emperor sent a signal, the princes would come rushing over...Leave her alone, even if she chased after the teacher's ass and cried, a very upright teacher would definitely not do such an unconscionable thing...

Zhuang Qingchan sipped her drink leisurely.Since Yunyin is not happy, she seems to be a little happier.

As a result, after Mu Yunyin silently acquiesced in her fate, she suddenly remembered a very important thing!

"Xiaoqing...What is the relationship between you and that...Xiang Zhihua?" Mu Yunyin thought for a long time before digging out the name of the other party from her vague memory, and asked hesitantly.

Zhuang Qingchan glanced at Mu Yunyin, then smiled softly and said, "Is Yunyin interrogating me?"

"Hey!"...Speaking like this is indeed a bit like a wife asking her husband what kind of relationship he has with other women...

No no no!Off topic!

"I... just really care...he doesn't look like a good person!" Mu Yunyin was absolutely decisive afterward.

Zhuang Qingchan only thought that the other party was jealous for no reason, so she said casually: "Now we can be regarded as friends, and of course it is also the relationship between the senior and the junior. And—" Zhuang Qingchan thought for a while and then said: "Actually, Senior Xiang is really A very nice person."

a good person!

Mu Yunyin was so overwhelmed by the four-character mountain that she couldn't stand up, and she felt very, very heartbroken for a moment.

Seeing her lover's hurt face, Zhuang Qingchan paused and sighed again: "Although he is a very good person...but I still only like Yunyin."

Mu Yunyin: "...!"

Sudden... suddenly confessed...

But... But, even so, this matter can't just be left alone!The balance in Mu Yunyin's heart swayed violently, not as firm as she thought it would be at all.

Mu Yunyin finally plucked up the courage and said: "Then...Xiaoqing promises me...you must tell me if you get along with that person in the future!"

Zhuang Qingchan carefully looked at Mu Yunyin's face, and saw that Mu Yunyin was very guilty, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.Zhuang Qingchan finally said: "I didn't expect Yunyin to mind his affairs so much... Well then, I promise you."

When Zhuang Qingchan said the previous sentence, Mu Yunyin's heart was about to jump out, and it was hard for her to fool around with the matter of the Conservatory of Music. If Xiaoqing asked her again this time, she wouldn't know what to do.

The result ushered in the second sentence of guarantee...

Her lover is so gentle and easy to talk, Mu Yunyin was so moved that tears flowed down her face.

As a result, the facts show that Mu Yunyin is really too naive, because Zhuang Qingchan's next sentence is:

"Then I'll tell Yunyin: Senior Xiang and I agreed to go to Shenghua Conservatory of Music in two weeks to participate in the music festival."

"!"

It was a bolt from the blue!

And the amount of information is too much!Why is there such an agreement, is it a date? !It's a date!And it's Shenghua Conservatory of Music again!This ghostly place that lingers, every time I hear it, there is no good thing!

Mu Yunyin found out with great grief and indignation: Although Xiaoqing told her the matter without hesitation, she couldn't feel relieved at all.TT

"Can't you not go..."

"I have promised to others."

"TT"

"...Then I want to go too!"

Zhuang Qingchan didn't speak, just stared at Mu Yunyin silently.

Mu Yunyin suddenly panicked.

Xiaoqing...does Xiaoqing think that she is messing around, making trouble for no reason, and is very, very willful...

Once Mu Yunyin panicked, she couldn't explain it well, and this matter was groundless and unfounded, and she couldn't give a reason at all. It seemed that she was unreasonable.

Zhuang Qingchan looked at her sister's flustered look, sighed, reached out and touched her head, and explained calmly and clearly: "This agreement was made before Yunyin and I became lovers, so there is no There is no way to go back on it. But I can promise Yunyin, if something like this happens again in the future, I will not agree, or at least I will ask Yunyin for advice in advance, is that okay?"

Mu Yunyin nodded in a daze.

Then, Mu Yunyin suddenly said in a low voice: "Xiaoqing...do you think I'm particularly immature..." I'm totally unworthy...to be Xiaoqing's lover.

Zhuang Qingchan held Mu Yunyin's hand.Mu Yunyin naturally focused her gaze on Zhuang Qingchan's face, Zhuang Qingchan said: "No."

"Yunyin is so forthright...it actually makes me feel at ease. Because at least I can be sure that Yunyin really, really cares about me...I too...feel very happy from the bottom of my heart."

"... If Yunyin is dissatisfied in her heart but never tells me, I will also be worried: Will there be a day when I do something that makes Yunyin unhappy but I don't realize it, and let Yunyin—" Zhuang Qingchan subconsciously I wanted to say "Let Yunyin hate me", but in the end what I said was "Let Yunyin be unhappy".

Mu Yunyin was a little at a loss after hearing this, so she just continued: "I will never be dissatisfied with Xiaoqing..."

Zhuang Qingchan suddenly realized that the topic was too heavy for her, so she took a sip of her drink and said, "Actually, it's not that I don't want to bring Yunyin with me, it's just—"

Mu Yunyin subconsciously answered, "Just?"

Zhuang Qingchan sighed: "On the weekend of the music festival, Yunyin will participate in a metalworking internship."

Metalworking internship...the only practical project that doesn't even have weekends off.

Why are all the stumbling blocks on the road to happiness in her life related to learning!

Seeing Mu Yunyin's grief-stricken face, Zhuang Qingchan comforted her, "Actually, Yunyin was quite imposing just now."

"……what?"

"Just questioning my relationship with boys, and asking me to promise not to get along with other boys secretly." Zhuang Qingchan said briskly, propping her head.

"Eh??" Did she really do all these things? ...It doesn't sound like a good thing...Mu Yunyin was speechless and burst into tears.

Zhuang Qingchan said: "Yunyin looks like a lover. And... the feeling of being controlled by a lover is really amazing." Zhuang Qingchan, who was independent and capable and measured in her actions since she was a child, was rarely treated like this. The experience of exhorting discipline.

Mu Yunyin looked at her lover carefully, and seeing that the other person seemed to have no dissatisfaction, she couldn't help but feel very complicated: Xiaoqing is so good, will there really not be many people who will come to grab her in the future... I feel so worried TT

……

Originally, Zhuang Qingchan thought that the discussion about the music festival was over, but...Ms. Mu, who had a very long reflex arc, suddenly called her two days later and said:

"Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing, after much deliberation, I decided to go with you for my metalworking internship!"

Zhuang Qingchan: "..."

Zhuang Qingchan persuaded patiently: "The metalworking internship is going to other schools for closed internships. It is said that the roll call is very strict. If you miss two days for no reason, you may not be given it. This will leave a record of failure." Failure records will affect the application and selection of many things, and the school is very strict in this regard.

Mu Yunyin: "I can call myself sick, and then sneak out!"

Zhuang Qingchan: "..."

In order to express her determination, Mu Yunyin added another sentence: "Even if Xiaoqing disagrees, I will go after you secretly!"

Zhuang Qingchan: "..."

Zhuang Qingchan's mood was particularly complicated.

If a normal person wants to follow up, will he say it in front of the "disagreeing" party?The sincerity of her sister always made her feel guilty of bullying children.

However, Zhuang Qingchan was not so persuasive.After realizing that the reasoning didn't make sense, Zhuang Qingchan changed her strategy without blinking her eyes: "If you let me know that Yunyin is missing an internship... I won't talk to you anymore."

"!!"

The effect of this simple and crude threat is remarkable, and it is immediate!

Mu Yunyin could only hold the phone and burst into tears all of a sudden.

And although Zhuang Qingchan made up her mind not to compromise, she then quietly offered various benefits to comfort her lover.Coupled with some guarantees and "Doesn't Yunyin trust me?"As a result, Mu Yunyin was quickly coaxed by Zhuang Qingchan, and she also deeply reflected on her lack of confidence in her lover...

Zhuang Qingchan: "..."

Even she herself felt that her behavior of "hitting a date with a stick" was particularly bad, especially when the object was her own lover who was so naive and easy to coax.

☆、Music Festival

Zhuang Qingchan and Xiang Zhihua successfully got on the high-speed train going.

Zhuang Qingchan looked at the rapidly receding scenery outside the car window, and her own face faintly reflected on the window glass, with no expression of joy or anger.

Originally, she deliberately invited a third person to go with her because she was still hesitating, so she hoped that the relationship with Xiang Zhihua would not develop too fast, so that she could give herself some time to think about adapting.

Now it is not necessary.

——It is more convenient for her to solve this matter completely when the two of them are alone.

……

Shenghua Conservatory of Music is the most famous art institution of higher learning in the country, and it is also the dream temple of all young people with musical dreams. It was once known as the cradle of future musicians in China.

The predecessor of Shenghua Conservatory of Music actually has a very long history, but it was officially established as a university 50 years ago.So this year, it is the celebration of the [-]th anniversary of Shenghua Conservatory of Music, and a grand celebration ceremony will be held.

The preparations for this music festival actually started last semester, and the selection of personnel and rehearsals for various performances and activities began very early.After various hardware and software improvements were made to the school building and the auditorium, the college has made great efforts in publicity, so this event can be said to be unprecedentedly grand.

The two days when Zhuang Qingchan and Xiang Zhihua arrived were actually the end of this event, and of course it could also be said to be the climax.On this Saturday night, it is the extravaganza featuring the winners of various instrumental competitions, accompanied by a performance by the Academy Orchestra.

This orchestra was also established when the college was founded. It is almost the portal and representative of Shenghua Conservatory of Music, and it is also quite famous in the outside world.Therefore, the selection of its members is extremely strict, and any musician among them is a talent seedling with great potential and a bright future.

Zhuang Qingchan's mother was once the principal violinist of this orchestra.That's right, the reason why Zhuang Qingchan has a soft spot for this school is not only because of its great reputation, even overseas, but more importantly, because this school is also her mother's alma mater.

On the one hand, my mother has a deep affection for it and never forgets it. On the other hand, because she gave up halfway and failed the cultivation and expectations of her alma mater and all the mentors, she felt deeply guilty and ashamed to step into this place.

Zhuang Qingchan sat in the magnificent auditorium, wondering if her mother had also come to watch this music festival.

As the music gradually started, these performers were among the most talented in music at their age, and they used their diligence and sweat to make sure that none of their unique talents was wasted.Today, this group of outstanding players who have their own opinions in the field of musical instruments they have studied are well-deserved future musicians.

A variety of instruments, some performed solo and others in groups.And the finale was the long-awaited performance of the orchestra.

In a band, the position of the performance is strictly paid attention to. Therefore, the chief violinist can also be identified at a glance by the position.

It was a bright-looking girl in a dark evening dress.Zhuang Qingchan watched her ecstatically perform, as if she had also seen how her mother used to shine on the stage, giving the audience a supreme feast.I can't help feeling a lot in my heart.

After the final awards ceremony, the night was already heavily smudged on the sky.

But it gets dark early in March and April, so it's not too late.Zhuang Qingchan and Xiang Zhihua strolled in the conservatory.The campus at night is decorated with a special scene. The dim lights and the crisp sound of fountain water are intertwined into a beautiful song of the night.

Suddenly a boy came towards them.

"Chengze?" Xiang Zhihua said first.

"Yo." The boy waved his hand casually, and said, "I've been so busy today, I'm finally free now. How's the show going?"

"Living up to expectations." Xiang Zhihua smiled, and slightly turned to Zhuang Qingchan to introduce to her, "This is what I said to invite my friend, Bai Chengze."

After speaking, he turned to Bai Chengze and said, "This is my junior sister Zhuang Qingchan."

Zhuang Qingchan nodded politely, and was about to say hello, but Bai Chengze said, "I've heard about you for a long time. I heard that the school girl is also quite accomplished in music?"

As a result, before Zhuang Qingchan could answer, the other party continued, "It's just right, let me show you around the campus." Obviously, it was just a casual remark just now.

Xiang Zhihua glanced at the other party and said, "You are well informed." But he didn't know what he was targeting.

Seeing this, Zhuang Qingchan didn't mention what she said before, and walked forward together quietly.

Unexpectedly, before they took a few steps, they heard a female voice from behind: "It is said that the visitor is a guest. Besides, since I commissioned and invited the person here, I shouldn't be the host ?"

The voice was bright and light, and the group of people looked back, only to see a girl walking quickly, walking with great aura.

Zhuang Qingchan was startled, and recognized at a glance that this was the principal violinist whom she had just seen at the performance.

Bai Chengze said at this time: "This is my classmate——"

Before he finished speaking, the girl interrupted him and gave her name: "I'm Xie Yiyan." She glanced at Bai Chengze and Xiang Zhihua, and finally her gaze was directed at Zhuang Qingchan.

It was hard to get a ticket for the performance just now due to the high expectations. The two tickets that Bai Chengze sent to Xiang Zhihua before were given by this girl.

But Zhuang Qingchan didn't know it. At this moment, she was slightly surprised to see the other party looking straight at her, so she continued: "I saw senior sister's performance just now... Senior sister is the principal violinist of the orchestra."

As soon as this sentence came out, Xie Yiyan was a little surprised.

The orchestra of Shenghua Conservatory of Music is well-known, and its scale is not small. Just like a formal orchestra, the violin is also divided into two parts.This time, because the performance is a modern symphony, the seats are arranged according to the American style.If you are listening to the excitement, not everyone can tell who is the principal violin at a glance; or in other words, most people usually don't pay attention to this point.

At this time, thinking of Bai Chengze who vaguely heard Bai Chengze say that the other party has some knowledge in music when he walked over, Xie Yiyan became more interested in this girl brought by Xiang Zhihua for a while, and said: "I heard that you also learn musical instruments. , what did you learn?"

Zhuang Qingchan didn't expect the other party to ask this, and replied, "Violin."

Hearing that she was learning the same musical instrument as herself, Xie Yiyan became more interested at the same time, subconsciously said: "Where is the teacher's inheritance?"

Xiang Zhihua's face suddenly changed.

Xie Yiyan was straightforward.She herself comes from a family of musicians. If she has good friends since she was a child, most of her friends learn musical instruments under the guidance of famous teachers.He was worried about Zhuang Qingchan's embarrassment, and was about to interrupt, but only heard Zhuang Qingchan continue without a pause:

"It's Teacher Li Hongqing."

"Teacher Li?" Xie Yiyan asked in surprise.

Li Hongqing used to be a very famous violinist, and later he taught at the Shenghua Conservatory of Music. His status was very high, and he easily refused to accept students. Even the orchestra only occasionally got advice from the other party.Because Xie Yiyan is the chief, she was fortunate to have been tutored by the other party alone, and she also respects that senior very much.

At this time, Xie Yiyan looked at Zhuang Qingchan in a different way.

Zhuang Qingchan knew that the other party probably misunderstood. Originally, she didn't want to say anything more to outsiders, but on the one hand, the topic has reached this point; on the other hand, Xie Yiyan's position in the orchestra was also held by her mother. Zhuang Qingchan saw her When I was in a trance, it seemed to be seeing my mother when I was young.

At this time, her mood was still fluctuating violently due to the performance, and thinking of her mother's detours and finally returning to the original path, Zhuang Qingchan couldn't help but want to tell some things she had never said to anyone.

So Zhuang Qingchan slowly recalled: "Actually, my mother used to be Teacher Li's favorite student. Later...for some reason, she stopped playing. Teacher Li accepted me because of her mother."

When Zhuang Qingchan said this, she thought of that kind old man, and his expression of unbearable and regret seemed to be still vivid in his memory.So he sighed: "I have practiced the violin for more than ten years... But Mr. Li once said that my talent in the violin is far inferior to that of my mother. I am afraid that it will be difficult to achieve much in my life."

Zhuang Qingchan knew that the other party was telling the truth because of her affection for her mother and her teacher-student, as well as knowing her mother's thoughts, and she didn't want her to spend all her life here at a young age.But these words were almost a fatal blow to Zhuang Qingchan at that time, and she hadn't even told these words to her mother until now.

Zhuang Qingchan's few words contained too many sighs and regrets, which made people sigh.Xie Yiyan has also known too many similar examples since she was a child. It is a pity that those who have worked hard and hard but can't achieve the goals that others can easily accomplish.

Looking at the girl beside him who practiced the violin like herself, Xie Yiyan grabbed her wrist and said, "How can you judge your level by talking about it without practicing it? Why don't you play a song for me before you talk." After thinking about it, she said, "It's just right." The practice room should not be closed now, and we also have a lot of spare violins here, which are all tuned in advance for the performance."

Zhuang Qingchan looked at the other party's youthful and bright face, and when she heard the straightforward words, she just smiled and said, "Then can I make a request first?"

"What?" Xie Yiyan subconsciously asked.

Zhuang Qingchan said: "I also want to hear senior sister play a song for me. Can you?"

Xie Yiyan saw something in the other's beautiful eyes that shocked her, and she understood Zhuang Qingchan's meaning almost instantly: let me see where the gap between me is.

This was the long-cherished wish of the other girl who was also a violin player, and Xie Yiyan's heart suddenly became heavy.

She said solemnly and solemnly: "I promise you."

So Xie Yiyan went to pick up her own violin before going to the piano room with Zhuang Qingchan.

Xiang Zhihua and Bai Chengze also followed.

Zhuang Qingchan picked out a violin, tried to play a few chapters, then nodded to Xie Yiyan to indicate yes.

Zhuang Qingchan stood in the center of the piano room.The moment she picked up the bow, she seemed to have entered a mysterious state.

When the first sound sounded, Zhuang Qingchan seemed to re-interpret all the life accompanied by the violin for many years in her mind.She seemed to think of a lot: once all her wishes were pinned on this violin, hoping to make her mother happy, this was all her dream in her young life; later this violin brought her too much disappointment And pain, expectations that can never be achieved, but have to persist day after day, and in the end they almost lose themselves.Those chaotic memories and complicated emotions were all intertwined, but Zhuang Qingchan's mind was in chaos, as if she couldn't perceive anything.

Zhuang Qingchan chose her best piece of music, which was also her mother's favorite. Zhuang Qingchan practiced it countless times.Although the violin in her hand is not the one she is used to, but now that she has let go of the burden of her heart, she hopes to have a final feeling, which is almost Zhuang Qingchan's best performance.

After one song, it seems that many, many complicated things dissipate invisible during this song.Maybe sad, maybe negative, maybe precious, maybe worth remembering.

However, Zhuang Qingchan, who ended the song, almost felt delighted!

Music touches people's hearts. After Zhuang Qingchan finished playing this piece, there was no sound in the piano room.

After a long time, Xie Yiyan picked up the violin and said softly, "It's my turn."

☆, relieved

Xie Yiyan walked to the center of the room, where Zhuang Qingchan had previously occupied, and took a deep breath.

Xie Yiyan has been learning the violin since she was a child. It can be said that she is extremely talented. She has too much experience in performing, and the company of the violin has almost run through her entire life.At this time, she just raised the bow, and the turbulent momentum swept over!

This is the spirit of the first violinist.

After only a few seconds of playing, Zhuang Qingchan immediately realized that Xie Yiyan played exactly the piece she played just now!

The song Zhuang Qingchan chose had an extremely intense rhythm and a high degree of difficulty.Her own interpretation is also full of rage and venting, passionate and shocking.

Xie Yiyan's playing style is similar but different.

Zhuang Qingchan kept repeating this piece over and over during the long practice process. She was already familiar with the piece and could play it only by physical instinct when she was unconscious.Her control over this piece of music is so high that Zhuang Qingchan can repeat every gesture, position, force, and duration of each drop of the bow ten times with complete accuracy.

Xie Yiyan was different.

Maybe she is also very familiar with this piece, and even practiced it for a while, but she can't compare to Zhuang Qingchan's obsession.However, the pieces played by Xie Yiyan are obviously frenzied, passionate, violent and oppressive, but there is an irresistible vitality oozing from each chapter!

Like a wildly burning prairie fire, no one can stop it, no one can touch it, and no grass will grow wherever it goes.But it ostentatiously proclaims its own power and arrogant posture, as if it is endless and endless.This piece of music seems to be a creature itself, with its own life and soul. It uses the notes as a sword, the melody as its formation, and the rhythm of the breath as its charge horn, launching an endless wave to all those who stop at the scene. attack.

When the song ends, everything seems to be the afterlife.

Zhuang Qingchan did not know when she was crying silently.She bowed to thank Xie Yiyan who had finished playing, and then slowly said after getting up, "Thank you."

Perhaps what really shocked her was not only the soulful piece, but also the radiance on Xie Yiyan's face during the performance.

It was the light of devotion, immersion, and belief and life, a light that never, never appeared on Zhuang Qingchan's face.

At this moment, Zhuang Qingchan may truly feel relieved.She looked at Xie Yiyan, and smiled softly: "This is really, a unique, unparalleled talent. Senior sister... I hope senior sister can one day fully release all its power... so that more, more People are intimidated by it, and finally they can reach the realm that others can't even see the stairs—the sky."

This passage contains too many emotions and the most sincere blessings.Xie Yiyan couldn't help but put down the piano, and gently hugged this girl who shocked and enlightened her and stimulated her breakthrough.

When the group of them left the piano room, Xiang Zhihua wanted to say something several times, but finally kept silent.

Zhuang Qingchan didn't need to be comforted, she had already given an explanation for all the hard work, sweat, hard work and painstaking effort she had put in.She got the answer she wanted, a closure.From then on, the violin may still accompany her, but it is no longer the source of constant pain, an insoluble obsession.

There was no room for him to interject.

Xiang Zhihua sighed silently.Zhuang Qingchan has never seen him in her nearly 20 years of life, but she has already shaped and completed herself before he had time to participate, so there is no room for others to intervene.

It almost made him feel sad and regretful.

However, Xiang Zhihua didn't want to give up just like that.

It wasn't that friendship that he first met Zhuang Qingchan.

The first time was the summer vacation before school started.

Xiang Zhihua had dinner with friends at a restaurant near his home.At that time, an old man begging in dirty clothes came to beg, but accidentally knocked over the glass when he passed by the next table.

At that time, the sound attracted the attention of many people, but the girl who was splashed all over her body did not fly into a rage as everyone imagined.The clerk who heard the sound apologized and tried to drive the old man away.

The girl shook her head and said it was all right, and said to the clerk and the helpless old man, "There are shards of glass on the ground, please be careful." It turned out that the shards of glass were broken in a large area, and it was easy to step on them.

That girl's gentle attitude and gentle and delicate appearance almost made people forget her embarrassment.

The second time was when the various departments of the student union needed to arrange members to watch over the sheds set up by the event sponsors on the side of the road and be responsible for sales promotion activities.For a period of three days, three sheds and six departments will be shared equally.

The same girl with slightly curly long hair.She was the person on duty in the organization department, and when her replacement arrived at the end of her time period, she looked very bad, as if she was unwell.The girl gently persuaded the other party to go back to rest, comforting that she was not tired and had no class in the afternoon, so she could help the other party.After the other party left gratefully, the girl stayed on guard for the whole afternoon in the hot weather, and also helped when closing the stall, with a calm and patient attitude and no complaints at all.

Xiang Zhihua, who was in charge of the second half, arrived early and happened to see the whole process of the incident.At that time, a member of another department laughed and said to him: "I heard that this elementary school girl is the most handsome among the new recruits, and has a good personality. I don't know how many people are coveting her."

Xiang Zhihua only asked, "What's her name?"

"Eh? It seems...it's Zhuang Qingchan. Why, even the male god of our literature and art department is attracted?"

In less than a month, I met twice in two cities, and I was also a senior student at a university and a college. This kind of fate is so wonderful.

The third time is fellowship.

Although Zhuang Qingchan didn't know Xiang Zhihua, Xiang Zhihua had already remembered her.

"Hi, I'm Xiang Zhihua, Deputy Minister of Literature and Art." Since then, they can really know each other.

Perhaps Xiang Zhihua had already been tempted when they met for the first time. This is probably the so-called love at first sight.I never thought there would be so many fates behind.

The juniors in the next department of the same college, this relationship is close enough.

☆, refuse

On the second day, most of the various performances of the Conservatory of Music were over, but the campus was only open for everyone to visit, and there were some programs to enjoy in some activity rooms.

The violin contest the night before obviously narrowed the distance between Zhuang Qingchan and Xie Yiyan.They are both girls. They have also practiced the violin for more than ten years, and they have also received guidance from a teacher. They have many topics in common.

Xie Yiyan told Zhuang Qingchan a lot of interesting things that happened in the conservatory, such as where and what kind of campus legends, music teachers with their own eccentricities, and what it was like to participate in the training and performance of the orchestra, etc.After all, this is the alma mater where Zhuang Qingchan's mother studied, and these are also the lives that her mother has experienced. Zhuang Qingchan is actually very interested.

As a result, the four people walking around the campus became a scene where two girls chatted and walked in front, and two boys followed behind.

"To be honest." Bai Chengze said to Xiang Zhihua who was beside him, "Do you think you seem superfluous?"

Xiang Zhihua glanced at him, but didn't speak.

"Hey, hello." Bai Chengze said lazily, "I can't bear to see you being left behind alone. I'm just going to accompany you to visit this place where you've gone so far."

Xiang Zhihua said without squinting: "You probably forgot who begged me to come."

Bai Chengze shrugged and said, "Who?"

Xiang Zhihua couldn't do anything about the other party's shameless efforts, so he simply ignored him.

Bai Chengze didn't feel guilty or ashamed at all, and continued: "Speaking of which, I thought that someone in your family already had a suitable candidate in his heart. Are you planning to fight for true love?"

Hearing the nonchalant remarks that were all gloating without the slightest concern, Xiang Zhihua twitched his lips and said, "Mother really meant that, but it depends on my opinion. My mother is quite open-minded." After a pause, he continued, "Without Zhuang Qingchan, maybe I would really be with... her. After all, marriage is not a matter of love or not. I am confident that I will be loyal to my wife, respect her, and protect her in the long-term life together. , and start a family with her."

"Maybe in between, we will also develop new feelings, maybe it's family affection, maybe it's love... Anyway, I will not let down the girl I entered into marriage with."

"But now... I always want to try again." Xiang Zhihua looked at Zhuang Qingchan in front of him when he was talking to Xie Yiyan. Sometimes she listened carefully, and sometimes she answered the conversation with a smile, and smiled when she heard something interesting. She looked very beautiful when she got up, as if she was radiating light.

Bai Chengze also cast his gaze on the two girls in front, and said, "That girl is really unusual...at least she is normal, Miss Xie's family doesn't have such a good temper."

She said again: "Her music lacks aura, only craftsmanship. She was not born to play music... What a pity." That kind of proficient posture and control, I don't know if I have practiced hundreds of thousands of times. It can be achieved only once, but after all, something is missing.

And this is like a moat.

There was no praise or criticism in Bai Chengze's tone, but a touch of regret.But Xiang Zhihua said coolly: "Yes, the aura-filled Young Master Bai almost made your father sick."

Bai Chengze snorted when he heard the words: "He is tone deaf, so I am not allowed to have musical talent. He does boring stuff that I don't know what it is every day, and he forces me to do it too."

"Anyway, my brother is on top. I've already finished talking, unless my brother dies unexpectedly one day, don't bother me." Bai Chengze said without expression.

Xiang Zhihua was also speechless, anyway, he knew he couldn't be persuaded, so he didn't say much.

……

When the high-speed train carried the passengers to their destination, Zhuang Qingchan and Xiang Zhihua finally finished this fulfilling and tiring journey.

Xiang Zhihua smiled gently: "Thank you for coming out with me this time. Are you having fun?"

Zhuang Qingchan nodded, recalling this music journey, she couldn't help saying: "It was really a pleasant surprise."

However, after a few seconds of silence, Zhuang Qingchan continued: "...But actually, I have something to say to Senior Xiang when I come out this time."

Xiang Zhihua has always been a person who knows the elegance of string songs.He only had a premonition from the attitude of Zhuang Qingchan's words