Xia Chang

Zhang Nian came to meet Liu Xiaobai with his junior in charge of publicity for the orchestra. There was a thunderstorm at noon on Sunday, and when the sun came out again, there was a smell of wet dust in his breath; Zhang Nian was wearing a short-sleeved light-colored denim cardigan and the same color. He wore tight pants and a pair of black sneakers, and when the time came, his junior followed behind him.

Three people came to eat Thai hot pot on the middle floor of the building.

The gold-copper pot contained Tom Yum Kung-flavored soup base. On the table in front of the three of them, bamboo baskets were filled with fresh seafood, meat and vegetables; Liu Xiaobai stuffed half a mouthful of mango glutinous rice into his mouth, and watched Zhang Nian speak. Time to move the mouth.

The junior student suddenly expressed his opinion. He is tall, thin and handsome, and wearing glasses, he seemed much more stable than Liu Xiaobai. He said, "We were all persuaded by the leader..."

After being silent for two seconds, he added: "Although he didn't say a few words in total."

Seeing his junior's cautious expression, Liu Xiaobai quickly swallowed the rice in his mouth and laughed out loud. Shrimp, scallops, and squid were boiled in the pot...in the hot red soup, bringing the umami flavor to his breath.

"You are too powerful." Liu Xiaobai said.

Zhang Nian was not in a hurry to refute, he raised his eyes to stare at Liu Xiaobai, then turned to stare at his junior, and said calmly, "I begged you to come?"

"No," the junior suddenly sat upright, he shook his head after a smile, and said, "The main reason is that I really, really want to chat with Senior Liu about playing football, so I want to add a WeChat, Nothing else, thank you leader for taking me."

Zhang Nian is well known in the Ninth Middle School, many classmates are divided into two types, those who admire Zhang Nian, or those who hate Zhang Nian;

The junior has already handed the mobile phone on the QR code page to Liu Xiaobai. He is not as cold as most people in the symphony orchestra who are completely artistic, but cheerful and polite, asking: "Can I add a WeChat account?" ?”

The food in Liu Xiaobai's mouth almost spewed out, but he restrained himself, covered his mouth and swallowed it, and then said: "You're too polite, add as you like, add whatever you want, oops, I'm not good at playing football, but we If you can communicate, you can call me by my name, you don’t need to call me senior.”

Holding the chopsticks, Zhang Nian put beef and fish into the pot piece by piece. He seemed to be eating seriously, but he kept talking about the poster; he said: "Time is running out, we must have someone take the lead. Too much democracy is inaction.”

"How do you want me to draw? But I told you in advance, I haven't learned it before, it all depends on my feeling."

"I showed them what you drew in the dormitory before." Zhang Nian took a sip of lemonade and swirled the light blue short glass in his right hand. He said, "You can communicate with our publicity director. he."

The junior was probably still immersed in the joy of adding to WeChat, he suddenly came back to his senses, a little nervous, he said: "That's right, our theme is 'translucent time', after the graduation ceremony, we will carry out Play, so there must be elements of graduation and farewell, more fashionable, more lively."

"Can I tell the truth? I don't quite understand it." Liu Xiaobai put down his chopsticks. Like Zhang Nian, he took a sip of water from his cup and looked at his junior with probing eyes.

The interior is decorated in a simple and homely way. Looking out from the window of the restaurant, Zhang Nian noticed that the sun was drifting to the west. Zhang Nian suddenly turned around and added: "I actually didn't understand it either."

"Then I'd say it's more concise, that is, play freely and look good."

The junior suddenly smiled, and he was also concerned about the two people who were looking at each other, so he explained: "I didn't make it clear, I apologize, thank you senior, thank you leader, thank you."

"Don't pretend to be a dog, who doesn't know you?" Zhang Nian didn't know him very well at first, but the personality of his junior is easy to get along with, so there is no need to add too much barrier, Zhang Nian picked up the bamboo stick in front of his eyes The few big raw shrimps on the table were distributed to Liu Xiaobai. After thinking about it, he distributed two to his junior.

Zhang Nian felt that he had never been good at taking care of others, but the environment was changing him after all, so subtly, he was occasionally surprised by his actions.

The rehearsal started in the evening on Monday, and the outside was still, dull and hot. Standing under the small stage in the rehearsal room, Zhang Nian could feel the cold air from the air conditioner pouring into the collar of his school uniform. He raised his face and swallowed two mouthfuls of the ice water that was handed him.

The regiment was full of boys and girls with good posture and decent expressions. They wore school uniforms and stood close to their musical instruments. Zhang Nian’s clarinet was on the side of the piano cover. He said: “One of our violinists is sick today. It’s not sure if you can’t come, so I need to add a violin temporarily, don’t be a beginner, do you have any recommendations?”

As soon as Zhang Nian spoke, the chattering members of the regiment began to hold their breath, and suddenly a loud voice came from the crowd, saying, "Tengxi, the leader of your class, learned it at the age of three."

"Is there any more?"

After Zhang Nian finished speaking, the air suddenly fell into silence. He believed that there were many people who could play the violin in this school, and he also knew that Teng Xi was really good at it; Zhang Nian frowned, raised his head again, and said: "Then go and call her. It doesn't matter if you don't bring the piano today. Let's see if we can get along."

Of course, it will take time to select and get in touch with many people who don't know each other at all, but the band's rehearsal time is limited, so Zhang Nian can only bite the bullet and try to face the Teng Xi who likes him.

The girl came running, trying her best to catch up with the student who also played the violin.

"I'm sorry to trouble you today. If you are willing to join, you can try it first." Zhang Nian didn't even show a polite smile; the junior student on the side lent the piano to Teng Xi, who lowered his eyes and said a few words " Pastoral Song".

"I am very honored."

Teng Xi has never been inferior or gloomy. She has excellent grades and is constantly learning various skills. She grew up in a family as rich as Zhang Nian and received the same rich education.

But beside Zhang Nian, she is the most soft and lacklustre woman. People have different weaknesses. Tengxi is sensitive and delicate. The thing that can break her down the most is her liking.

Teng Xi naturally joined the symphony orchestra. Her talent comes from her heart and she has a very deep artistic accumulation. She is willing to cherish the rare moment this summer and try her best to be gentle.

The Zhang Nian she saw was youthful and handsome, yet unsmiling, with a clean school uniform on a tall body and thick black hair on his forehead.

He possesses an unadorned and powerful beauty.

"Are you going abroad for the college entrance examination?" After the rehearsal was over, Teng Xi suddenly asked Zhang Nian in the noise of the surrounding people.

Zhang Nian shook his head and said, "It hasn't been decided yet."

The girl took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly, she was still tied with a smooth ponytail, looking smart and majestic, she said: "I want to go abroad, I thought you would definitely go abroad..."

"Ah...you think it's still necessary?" Zhang Nian said, then turned to turn off the air conditioner, picked up his backpack and clarinet, and was ready to leave.

It was pitch dark outside, and it was the end of the evening self-study. Zhang Nian went down the stairs, and within a second of the voice-activated lights dimming, a figure rushed around the corner and bumped into Zhang Nian.

Zhang Nian also bumped into him.

Because they all walk fast, the feeling of bones hitting bones is not good. For a moment, Liu Xiaobai prayed that he must not be a girl, but in the next moment, he saw Zhang who was close by, grinning like himself. read.

Zhang Nian was carrying a schoolbag on his back, and a clarinet was hung on one shoulder. His eyes were wide open, and he was looking at Liu Xiaobai under the dim light in the stairwell.

The air seemed to start to slide, making people feel dizzy suddenly. Liu Xiaobai raised a bottle of water in his hand and smiled, saying, "I'll wait for you."

"Oh," Zhang Nian reached out to take his water, the cold and wet bottle stuck to the palm of his hand, Zhang Nian continued to go down the stairs, and asked Liu Xiaobai while walking: "Aren't you hot?"

"I'm hot, bro!"

Hearing the sound, Zhang Nian turned his head again, and this time, he saw Liu Xiaobai's cheeks covered with beads of sweat; moreover, Liu Xiaobai, who came all the way from the teaching building with a flushed face, was still panting from exhaustion.