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At 59:[-] in the afternoon, Gu Yile, who had just got off the bus, sprinted into the campus at a speed of [-] meters.

Going round and round to the rehearsal hall in the east, he accidentally tripped while climbing the steps. Fortunately, a classmate who passed by grabbed his piano case and pulled it back.

After standing still, the classmate who helped him reminded: "Take it easy, it's a trivial matter for people to fall and get injured, and you will cry when the piano breaks."

Gu Yile herself was quite frightened, turned her head and saw Lu Xiaodi, a senior from the same department, and then heaved a sigh of relief: "Sister, don't scare me."

"Sister never scares people." Lu Xiaodi raised her finger to a familiar classmate who just walked over, "Here, in your class, in our orchestra, the piano case was not fastened last week, and the piano fell out. 30 for a new one."

Gu Yile shuddered violently, hurriedly unloaded the piano case to check, and made sure everything was fine, then hissed: "My piano case is strong, and it was fine when I rolled down the stairs last time."

"That's your luck."

"That's right." Gu Yile put the piano back on her back, squinted her eyes with a smile, "Wrestling is always rescued by beautiful women, I'm so lucky!"

Lu Xiaodi thought he was poor, but he still laughed heartily when he was praised.

The two chatted for a while, and when it came to Lu Xiaodi's orchestra's chief being arrogant and difficult to communicate with, Gu Yile patted his chest and said, "Someday you will figure it out and change people, and I will be the chief for you."

Then Lu Xiaodi laughed like a silver bell: "You're always late, don't make our leader mad."

"I'm not taking students. There is a traffic jam on the road. If I don't pay attention, I will..."

Halfway through the speech, Gu Yile grasped the point, and ran away with a slap on the forehead: "I'm leaving first, sister, we'll talk another day!"

Hurry up and hurry up, but you are still late.

The cat stooped to move in from the back door of the rehearsal hall, and then drilled forward row by row. Gu Yile was very fortunate that this performance was arranged in the second stage, and the position was not eye-catching at the back.

Sitting in the seat reserved by his friend Peng Zhou, he took out the piano stand on his shoulders.

The first movement of Lao Chai's Violin Concerto in D major, once the bow is bowed, the flowing melody merges with the main force, and Gu Yile can't help closing his eyes, feeling intoxicated and intoxicated, the years are quiet and beautiful.

If his cell phone didn't ring.

It was the break time at the junction of the two movements. The specially invited conductor on the stage, Mr. Sun, took the opportunity to highlight a few important points and was speaking, when a ringing bell broke the calm.

Gu Yile almost frantically took out his mobile phone and hung up the call from his mother.

However, it was still too late, Teacher Sun flicked his baton, and accurately tapped his Yintang from the air, fierce yet elegant: "You, solo."

After the rehearsal in the evening, Peng Zhou in the front row turned around and said, "Look at you, that stinky kid is disobedient again?"

It's about the door-to-door sparring job that Gu Yile recently took over, which is located in a wealthy area in the south of the city.The child in that family is 6 years old this year. He has just started and is still in the stage of drawing the empty string. Every bow brings double torture to the ear and the soul. If it weren't for the high class fee, Gu Yile would not be spared this crime .

"No..." Gu Yile, who had just experienced a solo under the baptism of the eyes of the whole group, was like a useless person, "The class time has been extended, and I came too early, so I forgot to mute the phone."

"He came running?" Peng Zhou reached out to take Gu Yile's piano, and broke the shaft twice, "It was so violent that the strings ran away."

Gu Yile nodded feebly, if it wasn't for running the strings, it wouldn't have been so ugly just now, and he lost a lot of people.

Seeing him drooping, as if he couldn't move his bow and hair, Peng Zhou comforted him: "It's okay, your strength is obvious to all, and it was an accident that you were assigned the second mention this time. Old Sun was angry at you for being late, and deliberately taught you a lesson. , he must have heard that your piano is out of tune."

Gu Yile shook his head and sighed: "I often walk by the river, how can I not solo."

Fortunately, in addition to strength, Gu Yile's self-regulation ability is also well-known. After a while, he was resurrected on the spot, laughing and laughing, and went out with Peng Zhou shoulder to shoulder to discuss what to eat for dinner.

"I must have a good meal today to heal my wounded heart."

"Those who didn't know thought you were broken in love."

"There is no one to love, how can you lose it?"

Gu Yile took out his phone again, clicked on the unread message, and was stunned for a moment, then turned the phone 90 degrees horizontally, and rolled his eyes: "Just now I said there was no one, so it will be delivered to my door."

Peng Zhou leaned over, and there was a hoarse call from Gu Yile's mother on the screen - I found a strong man, my mother will hold it for you, come back soon! ! !

At the same time, on the other side of the earth, Liang Dong returned to the bedroom after washing up, packed up the books he took to the classroom, looked at the mobile phone on the table, thought twice, and then picked it up and stuffed it into the side pocket of his schoolbag.

He usually does not bring his mobile phone in class, for fear of being distracted.This habit has been criticized many times by my mother, saying that the jet lag of seven or eight hours is enough. Occasionally, no one answers the phone, and I feel very empty, lonely and cold, and feel that my son is born for nothing.

So this day, after Liang Dong sat down in the classroom, he took out his mobile phone and sent a smiley face to his mother on WeChat, and within three seconds, a line of [/surprised] came back.

Liang Dong usually communicates with his classmates and teachers by calling or sending emails. He is really not good at using such chat software that has nothing to do with study and work. He clicked on the emoji interface and turned a few pages, but he couldn't find an emoji suitable for expressing his current mood.

The person on the other side couldn't wait, so he spoke first: [They said they got in touch, don't you feel relieved when mom is doing things? 】

Seeing this line of words, Liang Dong pursed his lips, as if a little embarrassed, slid his thumb on the keyboard, and chose an emoji to send: [/shy]

After sending, he put the phone aside and turned on the laptop.

There was only one big class in the morning. After class, Liang Dong took off his glasses, picked up his phone that had been left out for a long time, and saw two "advice" sent by his mother.

【Son, listen to mom, if you can type, don't post emoticons】

【Especially this little yellow face will make your handsomeness plummet】

Liang Dong thought for a moment, but couldn't figure out the connection between the little yellow face and being handsome.

He believes that the most important thing to communicate with others is to express accurately. The most important thing is for both parties to express their feelings directly to reduce ineffective communication. What’s wrong with choosing expressions according to one’s own mood?

When I was leaving the classroom, I ran into my roommate who lived in a share room in the corridor, and asked him to go to the foreign student party together to make up the head.

Liang Dong refused, "No, there are arrangements."

The roommate guessed: "I don't want to go back to make models again, do I?"

"No," Liang Dong said, "We want a blind date."

It was reasonable for him not to go to the party, and the roommate hadn't expected much when he sent the invitation, but even so, the answer was shocking.

"Blind date? Here?"

"Others are in the country."

"A cross-country blind date...then how do we meet?"

"via Internet."

"That's right, I'm going back to China in half a year." As he said that, the roommate was still a little unbelievable, "It's too sudden. Seeing that you are usually alone, I thought you would have cut off your emotions and desires a long time ago."

Liang Dong frowned slightly, expressing his disapproval.

His face was deep and sharp, and when he was unsmiling, he looked extremely stern. In addition, he cherished his words like gold on weekdays, and was serious in doing things to a certain rigidity. He gave the impression that he was an unattainable Tianshan snow lotus, which no one could pick.

Sure enough, Liang Dong gave a short and powerful answer: "No."

He said that if there is no, then there is no, and there is no need for any evidence to support it.

Perhaps the anticipation of the upcoming blind date gave Liang Dong a bit of popularity today, and his roommate, who usually seldom communicated with him, became more courageous and asked gossipingly, "Since it's a blind date, it should be approved by both parents, right?"

Liang Dong nodded: "Yes."

"What kind of person is the other party?"

Liang Dong was stumped by this question.

He didn't want the words coming out of his mouth to be inaccurate, so he thought for a moment with a scientific and rigorous attitude, and replied in a deep voice: "I'm an artist."

At this time, Gu·Artist·Yile had a full stomach, hiccupped and pushed open the door, just stepped in, when he was tripped by a broom protruding from the side, and jumped out two meters.

General stabilized his figure, Gu Yile supported the table with one hand and protected the piano box behind him with one hand, and said helplessly: "If the piano breaks, mom, can you buy me a new one?"

"Buy a fart!" Guan Mengqing, who was sitting on the sofa eating sunflower seeds, cursed, "If you break it, don't learn it before it breaks, you will burn money."

Gu Yile, who almost fell for the second time today, was aggrieved: "I still have to learn, don't you have the heart to watch a new star in the music industry fall?"

"Let's fall, let me fall quickly, just don't fall on the roof of our house."

The daily bickering between mother and son ended with Gu Yile sitting down next to Guan Mengqing and grabbing a handful of melon seeds.

Sitting in a row eating melon seeds, Guan Mengqing was very dissatisfied with his son's late return, and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where did the handsome guy come from?"

Gu Yile: "From the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Land."

Guan Mengqing rolled her eyes: "Hey, I have converted to Buddhism, no wonder I am so happy that I don't even go home."

Gu Yile sighed: "Don't throw me into Pansi Cave, this family can still return."

"What is Pansi Cave?" Guan Mengqing was dissatisfied, "Which one of the people my mother introduced to you is not a leader in the dragon and phoenix industry?"

"Yes, yes, last time, that one was really outstanding in business ability. He recommended insurance for me before my butt was hot. It was also a pension type. He said that I am not young at 21, and it is time to plan for a rainy day."

"The business executive at your aunt Wang's distant relative's house last time was pretty nice, too?"

"It's pretty good. Wearing gloves when eating is more particular than those who play music. Take it off and look, ten fingers with fluorescent powder, a whole Barbie doll."

"Then go back to that university professor..."

"Don't mention it, he looks quite serious. After dinner, he squatted down to tie his shoelaces. The guy showed a section of lace panties. Do I have to compare who is more beautiful with him?"

"That must be my son!" Gu Yile's biological father, Gu Dong, came out of the kitchen holding a fruit plate, and talked to him first, "What's wrong, another newcomer has brought trouble to my son?"

At this moment, Gu Yile couldn't help but feel a headache for his parents' enlightenment.

Since he confessed his sexual orientation to his parents and got understanding, this kind of introduction has happened at home every now and then.In Guan Mengqing's words: "There are few good men these days, so you can see that there are fewer good gays. If you don't hurry up, you won't have anything to choose."

Therefore, Gu Yile moved between various blind date venues at a young age, but he was regarded as a piece of unsalable pork belly even though he was in full bloom.

He made a "stop" gesture, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and got up to leave: "Don't give me any trouble, I can't bear it."

"This time it's different, it's really different!" Guan Mengqing stretched out his legs to stop Gu Yile, "Trust my mother, I will regret it forever if I miss this!"

Because she was curious about how she planned to play this time, Gu Yile stopped and listened attentively.

As expected, Ms. Guan Mengqing spent about 10 minutes talking about the previous situation, and only 3 minutes introducing the other party's situation.

In short - when she was in her hometown in the capital, she had a very good girlfriend. When they were girls, they were heartbroken because they were of the same gender and could not be together forever. They made a wish to let future generations get married. Now is the time Maturity, the children are also of age, and it is imperative to fulfill the promise.

After hearing this, Gu Yile found it ridiculous: "No, how do you two know that the baby you will have in the future will definitely be a good pair?"

"First she gave birth to a son, and then I gave birth to you. I thought it was a dead end. Who would want to turn around? After you came out, he also came out with his family."

Gu's father patted his thigh: "Isn't this just a coincidence?"

Guan Mengqing praised: "This is simply an arrangement of fate!"

Gu Yile didn't know if it was fate, but blind dates were still as unreliable as ever.

The most outrageous thing is that because the other party has not yet completed their studies abroad, this blind date is not to find a restaurant to meet and solve the problem of food and clothing, but to add WeChat to connect with each other.

This seems to be a routine of online fraud that made Gu Yile speechless, thinking that this is too stupid.

However, in view of Guan Mengqing's difficulty in doing things until he does not achieve his goal, superficial work is still required.

After taking a shower, Gu Yile stood in the middle of the living room with his mobile phone in his hands, flamboyantly akimbo: "Oh, I haven't added me until now, it's probably useless...Mom, I think you should block that girlfriend, she is playing with you!"

"Nonsense!" Across the door, Guan Mengqing's voice was still loud and clear, "I have jet lag in country y, and I'm in class at this time, do you think everyone is just as idle as you, holding a mobile phone every day?"

Gu Yile, who couldn't make excuses but was scolded instead, felt bitter, went back to his room and immediately took out the piano and played scales for half an hour.

It was just after 08:30 after finishing playing, before it was time to disturb the people, Gu Yile opened the score of the concerto for the orchestra's next performance, planning to practice the part mentioned, and strive to sit in the front row next time.

Just as the sheet music was opened and set up, the phone rang.

Tilting your head and leaning over to have a look, new friend.

Thinking of the eight-hour time difference, the blind date finished class in the middle of the night in the capital time. The person who came to add him with a middle-aged and elderly landscape portrait must be the Qintong's parents!

The class was extended for half an hour at noon, and he agreed with the child's father face to face that the class fee would be increased according to the standard, and he left a WeChat account and waited for the money to be sent there. He managed to scrape together and bought the electric violin that he had been coveting for a long time.

Gu Yile got excited, put the piano away, kicked off the slippers and jumped onto the bed, eager to pass the verification.

I was organizing my language to say hello to my boss, but the other party spoke first.

Liang: [Hi, my name is Liang Dong, I'm one year older than you. 】

Gu Yile, who was lying on her stomach with happily dangling legs in the air, said:?

One less 0?

Besides, it's just a business relationship, so is it necessary to declare your family name?

However, the tone was quite close to the face. Based on the principle of mutual respect, Gu Yile didn't have the nerve to correct it, and responded politely: [Hello, hello[/handshake]]

Then the other party sent a [/smile].

Gu Yile replied [/ baring teeth].

There was a [/happy] back.

Gu Yile: ...

It's almost done, it's time to give money.

Stop fighting emojis, pinch the watch and wait for 3 minutes, the dialog box is as quiet as a chicken, and no dime is thrown over.

Gu Yile was in a hurry, thinking what was going on with this person, did he go to the bathroom?Or forget the payment password?Is it possible that this handsome guy should speak up in person?

Dangling his legs and waiting for another 2 minutes, his patience was exhausted, and the humble little Gu tactfully demanded: [It's getting late, why don't you settle the fee first? 】

Liang: [What fee? 】

today should be happy: [about today's sparring fee]

Another 2 minutes of silence.

Gu Yile couldn't help but began to wonder if the other party wanted to renege on the debt, but if he didn't want to give it to him, just don't add him. Is it worthwhile to pretend to be dead after adding it?

Don't guess what the rich think.

Bored and rolled a few times on the bed, just as Gu Yile was yawning and planning to ask again tomorrow, the familiar ding-dong sound sounded.

Liang: [Wait a minute, I'll bind the bank card. 】

The author says:

Xiao Gu: I am an old artist!

Xiao Liang: Is it normal for a blind date to ask me for money as soon as he added WeChat?