Protocol Refinement [Wearing the Book]

On Monday, there is class at eight o'clock in the morning.

Shen Cizhou sat on the edge of the bed and stared blankly for a while. After three minutes of sleepiness, he put on his slippers to wash up. When he passed by the desk, there was a book of popular science on folk music instruments spread out on it.

When sharing a body with another soul, it is difficult to guarantee the right to privacy. Shen Cizhou considered this when discussing cooperation. Ji Lingo said that he could temporarily close some of his senses.

Shen Cizhou found that when Ji Linge "closed his eyes", the cotton doll's purple chopper eyes would turn into two curved arcs, and a few exaggeratedly long eyelashes would be added.

Shen Cizhou didn't wake up, his eyelids drooped, and his voice was hoarse, "Hand."

Ji Linge whistled, "Fu Niao? Which hand did you say you used last time?"

Shen Cizhou: ...

This man really deserves a beating.

But in the final analysis, the agreement between him and Ji Linge is just to "prevent gentlemen but not villains". He is a gentleman, but he can barely be regarded as a person. After he said a word, the cotton doll's eyes became arcs, and a pair of silver circles like handcuffs were attached to the two small spherical gloves.

"There are still ears." Shen Cizhou's ears were a little hot.

"Tsk."

The cotton doll's two small semicircular ears pressed against its cheeks.

Pretty fun.

While washing his hands, Shen Cizhou looked up at his glasses.

Ji Linge's eyes were still closed, his handsome brows were furrowed impatiently, upon closer inspection, the eyelashes were quite long.

When Shen Cizhou was brushing his teeth, Ji Lingge, who had tasted the lemon, opened his eyes, and the gaze he saw in the mirror was very meaningful.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Cizhou asked vaguely.

"Hmm..." Ji Linge tilted his head, "It's nothing, it's just early in the morning, time flies by pretty, fast."

Shen Cizhou glanced at the wall clock, nodded, "Indeed."

He got up late, didn't have time to eat breakfast, and when he tied his shoelaces with the bag of bread in his mouth, he realized what Ji Lingo meant just now.

Shen Cizhou: ...

Jigoubi! ! !

……

First send the piano to the piano room, and when they arrived at the lecture theater, there were not many vacant seats. Shen Cizhou habitually wanted to find a corner, but was stopped by Li Chengfeng.

"Cizhou! Come here!"

The kid was yelling and waving, smiling like a ostentatious sunflower, Shen Cizhou couldn't help but pretend he didn't see it, before more people looked over, he sat down and pressed those two enthusiastic paws down.

Shen Cizhou wore a baseball cap, and after taking off the cap, he loosened his particularly smooth hair, and when he put down his hands, he heard Li Chengfeng breathe out a cold breath.

"What?" Shen Cizhou glanced sideways at him.

Li Chengfeng smiled like a fool, "A good-looking person can do whatever he wants, and he looks better if he grabs it casually."

Although they shared the same piano room before, they didn't say a few words. Shen Cizhou was originally not a reticent character, but he was forced to calm down in recent years. Inexplicably hostile, and will not take the initiative to speak.

I decided to use Li Chengfeng to experiment with the unlocking effect of the character because once Shen Cizhou forgot to bring the key card of the piano room. Wechat greeted Li Chengfeng. Get there before the door leaves.

But Li Chengfeng didn't reply to that message, and when Shen Cizhou arrived at the piano room, the door was already locked.

The "spare key" is too malicious to be a good experiment subject.

The effect was remarkable. Li Chengfeng apologized embarrassingly the next day, saying that he may have taken too much cold medicine, his mind was in a daze, and he was in a hurry to go back to his lunch break and forgot about waiting for someone...

Since then, the relationship between the two has turned into an ordinary classmate relationship. It was not until yesterday that they entered the police station together that they made rapid progress and became friends who could help occupy seats.

"Ci Zhou, that inch-headed guy is really not a good person, what exactly is he going to do in the piano room?"

Shen Cizhou: "I don't know."

Judging by Cun Tou's performance, this matter has something to do with Shen Yingzhi, maybe he wanted to destroy the Qin Gong to interfere with tonight's performance?

What else did Li Chengfeng want to ask, but was picked up by the sharp-eyed teacher to answer the question. Shen Cizhou lay on the table and asked Ji Linge in a mosquito-humming voice, "Shen Yingzhi, as the protagonist, shouldn't he be pure and good, Do you love the world and are willing to help others? Why does he always engage in such... small actions that harm others and benefit himself?"

"I'm thinking too much, kid." Ji Linge snorted, "There are so many entertainment methods in the Star Age, how many literary works are still reading? Of course, the weirder the character setting, the more eye-catching it is, so it's hard to find a primate protagonist." , You still ask him to be a good person? He doesn't have horns on his head, and he has eight tentacles that are already pretty good."

Shen Cizhou choked up.

It is because he has a small structure and does not look at the changes of things from the perspective of development.

Is it a dark style reality to Mary Su's rebirth article?

There are a lot of elements.

After the theory class ended, the students participating in the evening performance went to the piano room to make preparations. Shen Cizhou played the evening repertoire twice to get familiar with the new bow.

As a member of the organization department, Li Chengfeng has to follow the student union to set up the venue. In Room 206, only Shen Cizhou is practicing the piano. After two times, Shen Cizhou stopped to get a water glass, and he heard Ji Linge's low and hoarse humming Playing the tune he played just now.

His timbre is already as mellow as a piano, so humming is very tender and gentle, and his intonation is very good.

A gust of refreshing wind blew in from the half-open window, carrying the smell of magnolia flowers outside the window. Shen Cizhou listened for a while, and put down the thermos in some surprise.

"Ji Linge, you are very talented." Shen Cizhou smiled, "After retiring, you can consider learning another craft."

The humming stopped, and Ji Linge also laughed, "Where did the mercenaries retire? If they didn't die on the battlefield, they were probably disabled... As for talent..."

Ji Linge asked: "What if I don't want this talent? What if this talent is forced on me?"

These words sounded like Versailles at first, Shen Cizhou was taken aback for a moment, but before he could think about the meaning, the door of the piano room was pushed open.

Shen Yingzhi changed into the clothes she would wear for the evening performance, with her coat draped over her arms, and only a white shirt on her upper body. With two pitch-black eyes, she looked at Shen Cizhou faintly.

"Brother, you should take time off tonight and don't perform on stage." He said.

Ji Linge:? ? ?

Are you all right?The door didn't catch my head just now.

At this moment, Shen Cizhou and Ji Linge had a good understanding, and he thought so too, but the problem of human design prevented him from saying that, so he could only ask: "Why?"

"There are two places for cello performance." Shen Yingzhi said with a blank expression, "Meng Xu's grandfather will come to the school tonight as a specially invited alumni. I want him to see me and recognize me."

Shen Cizhou looked out the window.

No wonder it's been cloudless and hot to death these days. It turns out that Shen Yingzhi made it rainless.

"Two places, I remember the other one is not you, right? It's another senior from the orchestra department." Shen Cizhou raised his eyes, "Welcome, aren't you a substitute?"

"Yeah." Shen Yingzhi smiled, very sweetly, "Unfortunately, Senior Liu had a little accident."

Before yesterday, Shen Cizhou might still believe that Senior Liu was an accident, but today he was "taught" by Ji Linge, and he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Shen Yingzhi, as the protagonist with a halo, is very talented in music. Before returning to Shen's house, he only studied cello for a few years, and he was still self-taught, but finally passed the art examination and entered the N Arts Orchestra Department. Listen to it It's unbelievable, but it's not particularly exaggerated compared to the golden fingers of the protagonist in other novels.

It's just that this book still has a "realistic orientation" after all. Shen Cizhou and his classmates basically started playing the cello in elementary school. Knowing whether to be grateful for this little bit of fairness.

"Brother?" Shen Yingzhi smiled, "Please ask for leave, you are not missing the opportunity to perform this time."

Opening the task panel, there was no new task released, Shen Cizhou had no reason to tolerate Shen Yingzhi's unprovoked expansion of the face, and quietly refused: "Sorry, no."

Shen Yingzhi's smile gradually disappeared, and her long eyelashes flickered, "Brother, this is not a competition, so there is no need to be so serious, right? Don't you get enough awards and appreciation? But these should be mine."

There was a twinkle in his eyes, and he looked very pitiful.

Shen Cizhou was unmoved, and even almost laughed out loud, intending to let Ji Lingge appreciate what real tea art is. Compared with Shen Yingzhi, the tears that Ji pinched out in front of Meng Xu are simply a The pot of oil tea was so dry that it almost choked Meng Xu to death.

"Well, yours." Shen Cizhou smiled coldly, because of this smile, a -1 jumped out in front of his eyes, so he restrained his smile again, thinking about how Xiao Baihua should act now.

He lowered his head, and the curvature of the back of his neck was as fragile as a bent flower branch.

"But welcome, look..." He rolled up his sleeves with a trembling voice, "You want to take away the honor I occupy, so what about the pain I have suffered for it? Can I return it to you together?"

From an angle that Shen Yingzhi couldn't see, Shen Cizhou lowered his eyelashes, his pupils seemed to hide a frozen lake, cold and silent.

"Yo, the kid's acting skills are really..." Ji Linge paused when he saw the slender forearm, and after looking carefully, the cotton doll frowned.

He may be a murderer, but before he started wandering, he also lived a peaceful life for two years. There was an old man who engraved the most basic morals in his heart. This was the only inheritance of the poor old man. Also reluctant to throw away.

The only remaining moral bottom line tells him that wantonly spying on other people's bodies without their knowledge is really not something that can be summed up in the word "disrespectful", or it is more appropriate to describe it as "abnormal".

So apart from the tattoo on the collarbone, Ji Linge didn't observe Shen Cizhou's body carefully, only the general outline, and now he took a closer look at Shen Cizhou's forearm, only to find some faint scars on it.

Those lines that are only slightly raised are not very obvious on the cold white skin. They should be some years old. Ji Linge knows all kinds of wounds, and he can tell at a glance that they were drawn by some thin blades. So tidy, it should be man-made.

Shen Yingzhi also saw it, he was stunned, frowned and asked: "What is this?"

"Punishment when you don't want to practice the piano." Shen Cizhou said.

作者有话要说：感谢在2022-03-2721:01:24~2022-03-2822:21:09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Yuan Zong; 2 bottles of Shen Mo Ningyuan and Drunk;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!