The teenagers in the broken shimmer dance with the wind

Leaning on the stone pillar of the school, it was pitch black and no one appeared.He took several deep breaths before recovering, the young man looked at the desolate night in front of him.He lowered his head dejectedly.

So the people in this school are so strong?

There was the sound of footsteps, and he carefully hid behind like a frightened bird.

"I said, can you be more serious." Wanliyou's voice sounded in the night: "You might as well not play in the first half."

"Isn't that to highlight your strength as a big star?" An extremely elegant and lazy voice: "I'm going back to sleep, don't bother me."

"You will be beaten sooner or later! Wait for me."

Huang Chuanhui clenched his fists, and his whole body trembled even more.

It turns out... Isn't that all the strength?

Is it that strong?

Is he really such a strong person?

Another person walked out, that person walked very slowly, like a stalker who followed Xu Shanmu and Wan Liyou all the way out, that stalker's expression was full of despair.

Huang Chuanhui turned to look at him. The man seemed to feel the gaze from this side, with makeup on his delicate face. This person should also be the performer just now, but unfortunately... Huang Chuanhui didn't remember this person's stage.

"The show isn't over yet, isn't it good for you to just run out like this?" the man asked.

"It's over." Because the adults in his family have special occupations, Huang Chuanhui has practiced a mask since he was a child. Even the sharp eyes of the family can't find flaws in him, let alone these fledgling children.He said easily to the people over there: "Those programs that should be watched are over."

The handsome man smiled helplessly, and he also said to the boy with dreadlocks: "Did you chase after him because you cared?"

"I met them after I came out. It's different from you." He put his hands in his pockets and reached out to the person in front of him who was as tangled and concerned as he was: "Hello, my name is Huang Chuanhui."

The handsome young man also stretched out his hand: "Yes, Li Yuanzhi."

Life in the main school is simpler than imagined. Huang Chuanhui can often see people practicing hard in every corner of the school.They are alone or in twos and threes.In short, everyone here is very busy, so busy that there is no time to breathe.Huang Chuanhui can often see Li Yuanzhi hiding in the practice room until midnight, and he can often see the child named Ruo Jinghong appearing alone in the shadow of flowers. He doesn't often go to the practice room, but hides in deserted places. After practicing, everyone said that Fairy Jinghong was lonely and proud.There are also those who stand on the school square holding a microphone and singing at any time.

But he rarely saw Wanliyou and Xu Shanmu at school.

Because Wanliyou has a job, he doesn't show up all the time. As long as he shows up, there will be news. As long as he is in school, he will be everyone's focus.A light that no one can hide.

But the strange thing is that compared to Wanliyou's busy schedule, Xu Shanmu almost disappeared.

During the big class, the teacher called the roll call, but he was not there all the time.He just came over to show his face in the dance class. After showing off in front of everyone for a while, he slipped away quietly amidst the cheers.Being alone, unfathomable, makes people respectful and far away.

Everyone knew his temperament, and many teachers were dissatisfied with the boy's attitude, but in the end they didn't say much, just let him be free and unrestrained.Because adults also have to admit that the gap in talent is not just this short lesson.

Everyone saw that Xu Shanmu was at ease and disappeared.He also saw that person's work appearing at the top of each list, ranking first in the school, he is the ace of the top ten thousand people.

Everyone was angry, but they had to be convinced.

Nanjun has always been exceptionally tolerant and indulgent towards geniuses.

These are Li Yuanzhi's original words.

Huang Chuanhui and the boy stood on the bulletin board and watched Xu Shanmu once again top the list. Even though he was absent from many courses and even failed to take two exams, he was still far ahead of others professionally. trampled on.Treat them all like nothing.

Li Yuanzhi always hid in the practice room without saying a word after reading the names at the top of the list, like a snail shrinking into its own shell, cowardly seeking protection and progress.

Huang Chuanhui would accompany him most of the time, accompanying him in a perfect state, pretending to be calm and breezy.

The library in South County has a large collection of books. Usually, few people gather in the library, and most of them are crowded in the small practice room.

Huang Chuanhui often goes to the library to borrow CDs. After all, there are many out-of-print CDs in the school's storage system.

There are a lot of people queuing up every day. When he borrows things, he will look for the name on the loan card, as if he is monitoring those who are looking for progress.

Popular music and foreign new tributaries are changing with each passing day, and the school will update the CD room every month.

Huang Chuanhui sat in the library for a whole day until he finished listening to all those things.He seldom goes to the classical music side, after all, that is the other territory of the instrument department.

Perhaps it was an accident, music theory study always has to step into the classical unit, and the boy who obeyed the teacher's assignment still stepped into the boring classical palace.

Mozart, Bach, Liszt, Beethoven...

All by famous masters, oh and... Paganini here.I don't know how many music files are archived in the huge library.The red-colored bookshelves are full of the heaviness of the age, and the solemnity is breathless.

He randomly picked up a Bach vinyl turntable, an aria on the G string, and Orchestral Suite No. [-].

To be honest, just seeing this name was enough to make Huang Chuanhui's head swell. He flipped through the turntable, habitually looking for people who were interested in this kind of thing.

maybe.

The moment Huang Chuanhui saw Xu Shanmu's name on the borrowing card, he already understood that geniuses have worked hard even where others can't see them. He stuffed things back on the bookshelf like a hot potato, then turned his head and took them off again. something else.

Every turntable he could get his hands on, there was a library card on the back of each one, and those cards had that person's name on them.

A music student, why should he touch these useless classical music.

He was majestic and bewildered.

Why did he spend such precious time listening to these music?Instead of touching what they should have learned.

He fled out of the classical music area in a hurry, turned his head and fled outside.

Someone in the library turned on the projector, and a music turntable was put into it, spinning it round and round.

Chopin's Fantastic Impromptu in C sharp minor.

Like rain pouring into the lake in my heart, the whole library became inexplicably quiet.

Someone appeared with an old turntable, appeared from the end of the sun and the light, accompanied by the rhythm of the piano blending quickly and slowly, that person came with the reverberation, every step, it seemed that a sea of ​​flowers drowned everyone was coming, he Just standing there seems to be going away with the wind.Everyone put down what they were doing, turned their heads and looked at him carefully, fearfully, carefully.

Behind the genius came a lively young man, who smiled like a begonia, and his fairy air was flying wantonly, like a fairy in the world. They smiled and walked deep, feeling an inexplicable sense of estrangement from this world.

That's right, we are people from two worlds, Huang Chuanhui lost his strength and felt sour all over.The back is slumped, and the heartstrings are about to split.

But his mask is always perfectly disguised, he straightened out his emotions in an instant, and walked out the door, as if he was not affected by it at all.But those resentments and dissatisfaction accumulated little by little in my heart and finally formed a sea, converging into a tsunami, trying to destroy life.

Huang Chuanhui fell into a dream and couldn't wake up. The picture in front of him kept changing, turning upside down, and changing constantly.

Last stop in the literature section of the library.

He had just finished the exam that day, and he habitually went to the library to borrow CDs and return the CD he used last time. There was no one in the library that day, and he was the first one to hand in the papers. There are basically no one else besides the rehired employees of the item.

This was the first time he walked around in the vast library, a glass door separated books and CDs.

Huang Chuanhui pushed open the door on a whim, and entered the library. A strong smell of books came over him, making him want to yawn.

"Sure enough, this kind of place is not suitable for me."

As soon as he was about to leave, he saw someone coming out of the classical music area with a turntable in his hand. He reached out and put the turntable into the public turntable player.

Huang Chuanhui looked like a mouse that ran into a cat, and carefully hid behind the stone bricks. The heavy music sounded, pressing down on his heart, making him breathless.

After the man turned and entered the other side of the glass door, he stepped forward to check the cover of the turntable.

Chopin, Ballade No. 23 in G minor, op. [-]

It's a headache and I can't understand the name.

Driven by curiosity again, Huang Chuanhui walked into the literature library cautiously. For some reason, he just wanted to see what the genius, who was called a genius, was trying to do in a place he couldn't see.

After turning around several times, Huang Chuanhui couldn't find that person. Just when he was about to give up, someone was sitting on the ground with earphones on the sunniest corner, leaning against the wall, and secretly sleeping with his eyes closed.

The sun fell on him, and the young man had seven or eight books piled up in one place, as if he was about to be taken away.

I don't know how long after, someone pushed the door and came in again, that man's handsome face like a peach blossom is unforgettable in his memory, Wan Liyou approached him, came forward to sit with him.

Later, someone came in again, and Wan Liyou patted his head as soon as the little fairy-like figure appeared, and watched the little fairy obediently take out a lollipop from his pocket to share with Wan Liyou.

I don't know when, the three of them got together.

Great people are always attracted to each other.

maybe.Huang Chuanhui comforted himself, the genius is just tired today, Xu Shanmu will definitely give in places he can't see, after all, he has heard all those classical music over there... He is sure!

Countless times, he saw Xu Shanmu in the corner of the library that was not visited by people. He always closed his eyes and would stay in the corner for a few hours even if he didn't sleep, and then left with the book.

He wasn't working hard, he just ran to the quietest place on the noisy campus to hide and sleep.

Huang Chuanhui finally admitted that Xu Shanmu was not the kind of person he met in high school who wanted to save face and suffer.

Not the kind of person who studies hard every night, but pretends to be calm and says that he didn't work hard at all.He really is a genius, a true genius.

The list of school rankings always has to be considered in combination with the results of all aspects, and genius once again topped the list.

In class, Wan Liyou stood up to answer questions, and Huang Chuanhui could look in their direction openly.Xu Shanmu rested his chin on one hand and was staring out of the window in a half-lazy manner. He would accompany Wanliyou to class, but Shensi always flew to nowhere.

Huang Chuanhui thought, it must be a place they will never be able to reach in their lifetime.

He gradually felt powerless to the situation in front of him, and finally sighed heavily facing the sun outside the window, feeling so distressed that he couldn't breathe.The boy woke up from his dream in astonishment.

Outside the window is a withered, yellow and withered look, the sky is slightly bright, and there are a few touches of blue hidden in the white background, looking at it makes people feel cool, and the wind is also refreshing and bleak.

He lay down for a while, even though his head was dizzy, he didn't feel sleepy anymore.

Woke up softly, the boy took his mobile phone and change to go out for a stroll, and bought some breakfast along with him.

Stepping out of the old door with a quaint atmosphere, a ray of sunlight fell from the sky, which happened to fall on the boy's eyebrows.In the dazzling light, he saw the boy in white who was building a house.

The man was facing away from him, wearing earphones, humming a tune, with a night light in his hand, holding a hammer and hammering on the roof. The messy cat warm room immediately took shape in his hands.

Huang Chuanhui walked over and stopped beside him, Xu Shanmu was still smiling slightly, and didn't show any surprise when he saw him: "You woke up so early?"

"Did you not sleep?" Even though he felt unspeakable jealousy towards the genius in his heart, he was still worried about the power of the so-called smiling depression: "Can't you sleep?"

"Yeah." Xu Shanmu just nodded, and then began to gesture those wooden boards: "Liyou said that sleeping pills should not be taken too much, but I didn't take them, they were all asleep, and I would disturb them both if I turned on the light to read, so come out and have a look Is there anything we can do."

"You ran out without saying a word, aren't you afraid that Liyou will go crazy?"

"Why is he mad?"

"When you ran away some time ago, I thought he was going crazy." Huang Chuanhui reached out and touched the wooden house, and sighed helplessly: "Please show some consideration for him."

"He's just not used to my absence." Xu Shanmu twisted the screw and said, "I'm not as important as you said."

"Do geniuses like to underestimate themselves?"

"I don't like cocooning myself very much." The boy took the paint bucket at the side and began to carefully brush the surface of the cat house. The genius's hands are very skillful, and the painting also has his own style.

Huang Chuanhui sat on the spread newspaper, resting his chin on one hand, watching the colors revealed one by one in front of him.

Xu Shanmu didn't care about him either, just let the silence pass and time passed by.

When Wan Liyou ran out of Loudao wearing a coat, he was still somewhat anxious and embarrassed.He is like the owner of a lost cat.

Seeing him getting up, Xu Shanmu immediately put down the brush in his hand, smiled at the man with obvious angry eyes, and raised his hands with an expression of being caught: "I left a note for you, I said I Go downstairs and look around. You can't get angry, it's not cool to be angry."

Wan Liyou shook his head and asked, "Do you have any money?"

"There is a mobile phone."

"Go and buy four bowls of wontons and come back."

Xu Shanmu nodded, and left the school obediently.