you are different from the picture

There was professional class on Thursday morning and rehearsal in the afternoon. The day was full of schedules. Gu Yile had lunch in the middle and found time to practice in the piano room for an hour.

During the rehearsal, Gu Yile and Peng Zhou sat together, and the two shared the music stand. When turning the score, they hit each other's hands several times, which attracted Commander Sun's frequent glances.

During the break, Peng Zhou asked concerned: "What's wrong? I'm out of my mind."

"Shh, don't talk." Gu Yile held up the bow, "Let me play for a while."

"I've never seen you work so hard. Why, do you really plan to win an award next year?"

Gu Yile closed her eyes: "As long as I pull fast enough, my worries won't catch up with me."

Peng Zhou: ...

Listening to Gu Yile's story in the sound of the piano that is more than fast enough, Peng Zhou helped his forehead: "Brother Le, you are too good. Others simply overturned the car. You took off the tires and pulled out the brakes at the intersection of the highway. There is no problem at all." Leave yourself a way out!"

Gu Yile sighed: "I didn't expect things to turn out like this."

"That's right, if you don't refuse, how do you know that you will regret it." Peng Zhou found him a step down, "I think you might as well apologize to him, and then accept him, after all, he is willing to do nothing for love."

Gu Yile looked at him: "Yesterday, I wanted to ask, aren't you a straight man of steel, where did you learn these 1's and 0's?"

"On the Internet, isn't it everywhere... Hey, why are you talking about me?" Peng Zhou brought the topic back with a guilty conscience, "Brother Le, you really don't plan to try with your blind date? I think you can try it, anyway, he is far away in the sky, he can't see or touch, neither of you will suffer."

"If you don't try, don't try." Gu Yile shook his head with the piano between his hands, "If you lose, you will be hospitalized, if you win, you will go to jail."

"Dating is not fighting."

"Almost." Gu Yile thought for a while, then changed his words, "No, it's more terrifying than fighting. The social news is full of shouts of beating and killing because of the collapse of the conversation. I still want to live for a few more years."

Peng Zhou leaned back on the chair, shook his head and sighed: "Oh, who would have thought that our brother Le, who is full of gossip on the Internet, has never been in love once when he grows up?"

The 21-year-old Gu Yile has zero attributes and no love experience, but she doesn't feel ashamed at all. After all, mother-fetal solos run all over the dating forums.

There is such a post on today's hot topic on the forum. It is a little Ling who claims to be fierce 1 (many Ling do this on the forum), saying that he is in love with a straight man, and thinks that straight man is also interesting to him, but it's just because of the secular world Notion dare not admit.

He said: Once I accidentally spilled water on him, he immediately blushed and covered his crotch to prevent me from seeing it.

Gu Yile found it interesting, and commented: Anyone who encounters this will be embarrassed, they are all wet, why don't they block the important parts?

When I clicked send, I accidentally pressed the share button. While syncing to my personal space, my friends in the forum also received his dynamic push. Gu Yile hurriedly entered the chat interface of Hedong, and found that the forum function was not up to date, and the sent messages could not withdraw.

today should be happy: I'm sorry, I made a mistake, just ignore it

Since Dong stepped on his comment last time and ignored the private message, the boat of friendship between the two capsized and never spoke again.So this time, Gu Yile didn't worry about it, so he turned it up when he thought about it. Brother Le and my boyfriend don't dare to look for them. Aren't ordinary friends all over the world?Not bad for you.

Then slap the face after the other party replies.

Dong: Well, it’s all right.

Gu Yi, who had turned off the lights and was about to go to bed, sat up from the bed mischievously.

todayyihappy: Finally, I care about me... tat

Netizen dong said that he was busy two days ago and didn't go to the forum, so he didn't see the news, and he clicked the wrong button, which was not intentional.

Gu Yile felt relieved, exhaled the turbid breath that was pressing on her heart, and leaned on the head of the bed to reply to the message: I was scared to death, I thought I said something wrong to make you angry

Dong: No.

Today should be happy: That’s good[/haha]

today Yihappy: It's very late, why are you still awake?

dong: Overseas, it’s daytime here.

today should be happy: Wow, how come one and two are abroad

Dong: Who else?

Today should be happy: The blind date I told you about last time

Dong: Oh.

todayyihappy: Speaking of which, you are quite similar to him

Dong: Really?

today should be happy: Well, they are all cute

Dong: ...

today should be happy: Hahahahaha...haha...haha woo woo woo woo woo woo

Hurling and crying, the netizen on the opposite side was confused: What's wrong?

Late at night is always sentimental, Gu Yile still can't help but confide in the face of unfamiliar netizens.

today should be happy: but he ignores me now tat

Dong: why?

today should be happy: because I made him angry tat

Dong: Maybe not angry, but just don't know what to say.

Today should be happy: It’s over, I have nothing to say, it’s more serious tat

Dong: If you don't want to go on a blind date, wouldn't it be good to get rid of him?

today Yihappy: Although I am far from him in terms of personality, he is very interesting and I am very happy to chat with him

Dong: Interesting?

today Yihappy: Yes, he invented the "tat" emoji. Does it look like you are crying with false eyelashes on?

Dong: Yes.

Today should be happy: "tat" "tat" "tat"

today should be happy: Ah Dong, I’m so sad

Netizen Dong, who got a new name, shouldered the mission of listening to Gu Yile's distress and continuing to help him engrave Qin's name.

There were no classes on Saturday, and the department temporarily arranged a lecture related to chamber music in the evening, the kind that required roll call, and none of the students in the department could escape.

And Peng Zhou, on the grounds of his sister's marriage, asked for leave in a fair manner.

Near the end of the period, there was another competition to prepare for. Gu Yile practiced the piano all day from morning to night. The professor on the stage was so eloquent and eloquent, and the ppt was so exquisitely done that he could yawn and lift his head. Can't get up.

He turned his head and looked back to the right. Even Lu Xiaodi and Chief Jiang of the next-door regiment were yawning, and the guilt that had just arisen disappeared instantly.

Fortunately, Adong chatted with him.

Gu Yile wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and lowered his head to fiddle with the phone.

dong: If you are worried that writing in Chinese will spoil the overall effect, you might as well try using acronyms.

Today Yihappy: What do you mean, Sese... ss?

Dong: Yes.

Gu Yile rubbed his eyes, used the table as a piano board, and made two gestures on it with his fingers.

today should be happy: I think it will look good, Adong, hello [/star eye]

The person on the other side didn't seem to approve of the new name, and simply sent a "hmm" in a perfunctory manner.

Just as the two began to discuss how to match colors, the professor who was chanting on the stage suddenly stood up and announced: "Next, I will invite Mr. Tan Qian, the consultant of the Piano Department of our school, to talk about ensemble skills. .”

Hearing a certain name, Gu Yile froze.

In the small auditorium, after warm applause, a well-dressed and tall man walked slowly onto the stage: "Hello students, I am Tan Qian, and I will follow up on Professor Fang's topic just now and express a few humble opinions. .”

Although Gu Yile was very sleepy, he could at least listen to the first half of the lecture, but in the second half, he wished he could leave early or cover his ears.

He didn't want to hear a word.

This was no less than the torture caused by a torture, so that when he heard the conclusion on the stage, he began to wrap his scarf and gloves and get ready to go.

Before leaving, I don’t forget to explain to netizen A Dong: It’s almost over, let’s talk when I get home

Dong: Yes.

today should be happy: I will be the first to rush out later

Dong: Is there something urgent?

today should be happy: The person speaking on the stage is a bad person, I don’t want to meet him

Gu Yile did what he said. As soon as the voice on the stage fell and the applause from the audience didn't stop, he stood up awkwardly, whispering "excuse me", while bowing his waist and squeezing towards the back door of the auditorium.

I thought the arrangements were all right and foolproof, but when I was about to walk to the school gate, I remembered that I had left the acrylic paint I bought at the art supply store in front of the Academy of Fine Arts in the evening and left it in the auditorium.

After struggling for less than five seconds, Gu Yile turned around and ran back.

The paint was purchased under Dong's guidance, and the two discussed for a long time before deciding on the brand and color type.Although the same style can be bought online, it is troublesome, and he has agreed with Dong that he will try to color it when he returns home in the evening, and give feedback on the effect at that time. He does not want to lose his promise.

He thought to luck, the auditorium is probably being cleaned at the moment, everyone must have dispersed, and he couldn't run into that guy by such a coincidence.

However, such low-probability events will always happen when Gu Yile thinks "it won't be so unlucky".

Back in the auditorium, Gu Yile took out the bag containing the paint from under the seat, deliberately suppressed his breath, and walked lightly to the only open door behind the auditorium.

When he heard footsteps approaching from far to near at the door, he still tried to pretend he didn't hear them, but he had to stop when a tall figure stood in front of him.

Tan Qian called his name and said, "I saw you on stage just now. The last time we met was too hasty, and I wanted to catch up with you after the show."

Gu Yile tried to find a crack to slip out from the side, but to no avail, she looked away dejectedly: "There's nothing to talk about."

"Really?" Tan Qian smiled exactly the same as when he was speaking on stage, "We haven't seen each other for three years, right? Since the art exam back then..."

"I don't remember." Gu Yile interrupted him immediately, "Get out of the way, I'm going home."

The expected playfulness appeared in his eyes, Tan Qian leaned forward and lowered his voice: "Why, are you so afraid of me?"

As if bumping into something dirty, Gu Yile suddenly took a few steps back, and when he raised his head, his breathing became short of breath.

"What are you hiding? There is surveillance here, and I didn't touch you." Seeing his fierce reaction, Tan Qian raised his hands to prove his innocence, but his expression was not innocent at all, "But, didn't you love to cling to me back then? Now Dodging like a snake and a scorpion, who is it for?"

Lips opened and closed a few times violently, Gu Yile seemed to have a lot to say, and there was only one fighting word left on his lips: "Disgusting, you are so disgusting!"

He knew that the more he showed emotional fluctuations, the more proud the bastard in front of him would be, but because of a few words, he was easily brought to the locked door of that nightmarish past, and he couldn't control himself at all.

Sure enough, when Tan Qian saw him like this, the corners of his mouth turned up, clearly revealing the viciousness of his success.

"I'm sick?" Tan Qian took a step forward, "You are gay, the whole school knows, but I am not."

He pressed on every step of the way, meeting Gu Yile's resentful gaze, because he knew clearly that he could do nothing about him, so he was very happy.

"Don't forget, you were the one who confessed to me and wanted to fall in love with me... the whole school knew about it."

The light words poured into the ears, but fell on the heart with a thousand weights.

Gu Yile was inevitably dragged back into the dusty past, and fell continuously like stepping into a vortex.

The ridicule of the classmates, the disgust of the teacher, the clips of being treated as aliens and pointing fingers, the pain of having no way to justify... The snow fell like snowflakes, making Gu Yile's teeth chatter and his face turn blue.

Reason told him that he should leave as soon as possible, and he couldn't bear it any longer. Talking to this bastard would be a physical and mental torture and exhaustion, but the opportunity was rare, and he had to work hard for himself again.

I can no longer be as cowardly as before.

Holding the phone tightly behind her back, Gu Yile set a very simple unlock password. With muscle memory, she tapped six consecutive numbers, and slid her thumb to the left on the screen, trying to open the recording program in the upper left corner.

Gu Yile forced himself to be calm: "You should know in your heart what the facts were like back then."

"So what? Anyway, they only know that you are shamelessly pestering me." Tan Qian said with a relaxed tone, "Sometimes, rumors can capture people's hearts better than evidence."

The heart was beating fast in his chest, and Gu Yile's concentration was limited, so he couldn't hear anything clearly.He knew that the time was almost up, his fingertips sliding on the screen trembled, and his palms were covered with cold sweat.

Tan Qian took another step forward, perhaps seeing his frightened look softening his heart, he slowed down his tone a little: "If you have learned the lesson, you should know your mistakes. I used to be so good to you, as long as you are obedient and don't say anything, I will Well enough--"

He was talking to himself, when suddenly, an abrupt sound of music resounded through the auditorium.

Due to not being able to see the screen of the phone and being overly nervous, Gu Yile opened the recording software with his finger and accidentally pressed it to the wrong side, playing the performance recording stored in it.

It’s over.

Gu Yile's face turned pale in an instant. With the last bit of strength, he ran towards the door behind Tan Qian, but because of the disadvantaged position, Tan Qian grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

Under the disparity in strength, Gu Yile only had time to struggle a few times before being thrown against the wall by the door.

"Playing tricks under my nose? Believe it or not, I won't let you stay in this school!"

Seeing that Tan Qian showed his familiar ruthless face again, with his fists raised above his head, Gu Yile reflexively closed his eyes and clenched his hands.

Just at this critical moment, the bent thumb pressed somewhere on the screen, and the music stopped, replaced by a deep voice.

"Lele." Someone called him, paused for a moment, and called again, "Lele, are you listening?"

Tan Qian was also caught off guard by the sudden situation, and hurriedly tried to snatch his mobile phone.

This time, Gu Yile took the first step. He raised his phone and pressed it to his ear, panting and replied: "Yes, yes."

"It doesn't sound right, do you have a cold?"

"Well, the temperature has dropped today, maybe, maybe I caught a cold."

The other side was quiet for a while, and said, "It's very noisy around here, turn on the speakerphone."

If Gu Yile had been paying attention at this moment, he would have noticed something. After all, there were only him and Tan Qian in the auditorium, so how could they be arguing.

But he couldn't think about it, he could only follow the instructions from the only source that could give him a sense of security, put down his phone, glanced at the interface, and said mechanically: "It's already, it's hands-free."

"Okay." The other person responded, and then said, "Have you finished class? Why haven't you come out yet?"

Gu Yile swallowed dryly, and replied under Tan Qian's gaze: "It's down, let's go out now."

He was in a daze, staring at the voice call named "Liang" on the screen, and all the answers he gave were subconscious.

He was forced to stand on the cliff with a height of [-] feet, and he just wanted to go down as soon as possible and escape as soon as possible.

So, the man at the end of the network who had never met before handed him a strong and stable ladder, and tried to catch him with open arms.

"Well, I'm at the gate of your school, and I'll give you 3 minutes."

When Liang spoke, his voice was calm and gentle.

For a moment, Gu Yile felt that he seemed to be right next to him, and the overwhelming fear disappeared.

"If I don't see you in 3 minutes, I'll go in and look for you." He spoke seriously, no one would think he was joking, "Now, the countdown begins—"