the landlord is a former

October 2003, Rongcheng.

In the spring, "SARS" broke out, killing tens of thousands of people. Immediately after the news of Leslie Cheung's death from jumping off a building in Hong Kong, the beginning of the Lunar Year of the Goat was shrouded in a dark shadow. It was all good things—the virus was eradicated, "Shenzhou V" took Yang Liwei into space, and the whole country rejoiced.

On the campus, the green shadows of camphor are mottled, and the sound of books in the classroom is loud.

The mechanical bell hanging on the wall rang, and the shrill and clear voice spread to every corner of the teaching building. Following the teacher's "get out of class end", boys and girls in blue and white school uniforms rushed out of the classroom and filled the corridor.

"xx, are you going to the bathroom?"

"Walk."

The girls went to the toilet together, or jumped rubber bands, or kicked the shuttlecock. Some boys played Yu-Gi-Oh! and comics have lost their color.

"Devil Commander!"

"Sonic God of War!"

During the short 10-minute class break, some male students who were influenced by cartoons and were crazy about four-wheel drive vehicles got together and started a small competition.

The students who stayed in the classroom chatted and chatted while eating the spicy sticks for [-] cents a pack in the canteen, and the students who were busy copying the lyrics also joined in enthusiastically.

"Do you know Shi Jinzhi from the art class? It's the one from the super rich family who can play the piano." Classmate A stuffed a spicy stick into his mouth.

Classmates BCDEF nodded one after another.

"Tonight's school celebration party, she is the finale!"

"real or fake?"

"I saw with my own eyes that her servants brought the piano to the school and put it in the auditorium. It's so big, it's bigger than my bed." Tong A put down the spicy sticks and gestured vowingly.

Even in autumn, the temperature at noon is dry, the electric fan above the head is spinning leisurely, and the whole classroom is filled with the aroma of spicy strips.

Classmate C said: "That's just right, what the people in the art class are blowing up, I have to go and see tonight."

Classmate F nodded: "Yes, and the location of our class is also good, right in the middle, so you should be able to see clearly."

"Blowing it is just bragging that her family is rich and can go to foreign competitions." Classmate A opened his mouth and exhaled hotly, took out a pack of small ice packs from the drawer, bit open a corner with his teeth, and sucked it clean.

"In terms of face, our monitor is more beautiful."

Everyone's eyes fell on a certain seat in the middle of the fourth row.

Fu Baiqiu was brushing up the Huanggang test questions, his head was blocked by the books piled high on the table, and only half of his face was vaguely exposed.The young girl has fair skin and a pretty face. Her brows and eyes are clear and cold, with a bit of a fairy air. At first glance, she is amazing, but after a long time, she becomes more gentle and attractive.

The fan blew the conversation into her ears leisurely, but she ignored it and kept writing.

The heart lake rippled in a circle.

Hibiscus...

She has heard of this person, who is also a freshman in high school this year, a little piano princess in the art class. It is said that her family is very rich and has connections in school. She is proud, obsessed with music, and disdains to play with ordinary classmates.

Hearsay is often unreliable. You need to get in touch with a real person to know what a real person is. She has always admired talented people, no matter what kind of talent they are.

Tonight will have a good opportunity to find out.

Halfway through the class break, Fu Baiqiu glanced at his watch, remembering to go to the teacher's office, put down his pen and stood up, and when he looked up, he met the eyes of those chatting classmates.

Everyone smiled shyly at her unconsciously, and hurriedly looked away.

Fu Baiqiu didn't take it seriously, he took out a small notebook from the pile of books piled up like a hill, and left the classroom straight away.

The teacher's office is in the next building, which is divided into the class teacher's office and the subject teacher's office. The first-grade teacher is on the first floor.

The door was ajar, Fu Baiqiu knocked three times, pushed the door open, and saw his homeroom teacher walking towards his seat with a water glass, and softly called: "Teacher Zhou."

The middle-aged woman turned around upon hearing the sound, her eyes sparkled under the thick wine bottle, her mouth raised a cheerful smile, and she greeted enthusiastically, "Fu Baiqiu, come here."

She has good grades. She is both a top student and a class monitor. She is beautiful and has a quiet personality. All the teachers like her, especially the class teacher. Every time she sees her, she smiles like her own daughter.

Fu Baiqiu stepped forward slowly, opened the book in his hand and handed it to her: "This time the xx donations have been counted, you can take a look."

Some time ago, it was reported that a girl in the second grade of high school had a serious illness and needed a lot of money for treatment. The school organized staff and students to donate. Following the principle of voluntariness, each class was counted by the monitor and the total amount was handed over.

But their class...

The class teacher asked her not only to register the name, but also to register how much each person donated, and then use this as one of the considerations for this semester's evaluation.

Fu Baiqiu didn't do that, so he was very calm at the moment.

"Why didn't you write your personal amount?" Zhou Jing frowned looking at the mature handwriting on the notebook.

Fu Baiqiu lowered his eyes and glanced, and said lightly: "Teacher, I think that donating more or less is the intention of the students, and this should not be used as the basis for judging excellence."

"..."

Her voice was so small that it would not be heard by other teachers, but it was enough for Zhou Jing to hear clearly.

No. [-] Middle School is a key public province, and there are not many children who come in because of the relationship between money and power. Most of the students are good at studying and admitted in the entrance examination. , if the evaluation of excellence should be linked to money, then the so-called voluntary donations are a joke.

There were a few students in the class who did not donate, so she also registered their names, and each of them donated five yuan out of her own pocket.

Xueba always has invisible privileges. Zhou Jing, who is so stubborn and old-fashioned, didn't say anything when she heard her words, but nodded in agreement.

"Too."

There were 47 students in the class, and the total amount of donations was as high as 1000 or [-] yuan. In those days, the monthly salary of many people was not so high.

Zhou Jing is not stupid either, she knows that Fu Baiqiu's family is rich in business, at least 1000 yuan was donated by the child himself, so it seems that it is better not to register the personal amount.

"In the evening, take your classmates to the auditorium early, remember to go downstairs first and line up according to your student number."

"Ok."

As soon as the school bell rang, Shi Jinzhi, who was lying on the table sound asleep, immediately sat up and yawned lazily.

The English teacher who hasn't left yet: "..."

Although the art class doesn't have high requirements for academic performance, and it doesn't have to be so strict, any teacher will be angry if they see such a blatantly sleeping student in class.

The English teacher's face was gloomy, and he cleared his throat and said, "Shi Jinzhi, did you sleep well?"

"Comfortable." The man yawned again, and his voice was also lazy, "Thank you teacher for your concern, get off work quickly, I'm going home for dinner."

"..."

Shi Jinzhi, the little piano princess in the art class, is famous for being loved and hated by teachers of various subjects. They say she is incompetent, and her grades are not bad, and she is presumptuous and rude, but she is very polite. He is also different from other students. He comes from a wealthy family and has been well-known in the professional field early on. On the first day of school, he stated that he would not take the college entrance examination in the future.

I heard that several conservatories abroad have already set their sights on her, and whether to stay or not is just a matter of thought.

Teachers usually don't care about this kind of children, but after all, a big living person sitting in the classroom can't turn a blind eye. At the age of fifteen or sixteen, he doesn't understand the basic etiquette of respecting teachers, which is annoying.

The English teacher was so angry that he couldn't speak, but he had no choice but to pack up the lesson plans and leave.

"Jinzhi, that's awesome. It's been a few times."

"Are you not afraid that he will sue the principal?"

The boy who was learning oil painting next to her nudged her with his elbow, and other students gathered around and gave her a thumbs up to express their admiration.

Shi Jinzhi stroked his hair, and slowly packed his things, with a hint of impatience in his coquettish eyes: "Sue me."

English is the last subject she needs to take. She can take a plane to Europe and the United States to participate in competitions by herself, and give the acceptance speech to scare the foreigners for a while. Can the teacher?

The students all laughed.

No matter what she said, everyone would laugh and chime in, but she was clear in her heart and never took it seriously.

The conditions of the art students' families are not bad, but these people are obviously not in the same circle as her.

whocares?

"Jinzhi, I heard that you will be the finale tonight? Do we have benefits?"

"No." Shi Jinzhi replied bluntly, without lifting his eyelids, he straightened his hair in front of the mirror, picked up his small satchel, "Let's go, bye."

"See you tomorrow."

People have left the classroom.

There were still two hours before the school celebration party, and it was too late to go home for dinner. Shi Jinzhi took out her newly bought Nokia 3600, called the driver, and said that he had dinner at school and would pick him up at ten o'clock in the evening.

After school time, there are blue and white school uniforms and colorful bicycles at the school gate.

At this moment, she was hiding by the stone pillar, waiting to hang up the phone, watching the car that picked her up turn around, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and slipped out in peace.

There are many restaurants nearby. She doesn't like to squeeze into the cafeteria with her classmates. When she doesn't go home, she will eat out. She just picks a restaurant that looks well-decorated and goes in. Today she chose a newly opened restaurant.

After ordering the dishes, she waited boredly, her gaze inadvertently swept across the diagonal table, and she was stunned.

Only one girl was seated in the spacious four-person seat. She was about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing the school uniform of Rongcheng No. [-] Middle School, with a low ponytail tied behind her head, and her skin was very fair. Looking at the book in his hand, there is an indifferent and peaceful atmosphere around him.

The angle was wrong, and the whole picture could not be seen, but Shi Jinzhi heard a "ding" from the bottom of his heart, as if he was attracted by something.

At this time, the waiter came to the table and served the dishes one by one. The girl raised her head, smiled and said thank you.

Shi Jinzhi saw clearly this time.

It was a gentle and pure oval face, with a smooth and full forehead, slightly protruding eyebrows, two neatly trimmed crescent eyebrows, a pair of clear and bright black eyes, a straight nose, plump lips, and a warm smile. In spring, when you don't smile, you are cool and cold, as if you have a fairy spirit.

Fairy sister?

Shi Jinzhi will always remember these four words as his first impression of Fu Baiqiu.

When the dishes were ready, the girl didn't eat right away, but continued to read the book for a while. Her fingers holding the book were slender and slender, with well-proportioned bones and flesh, and looked very powerful.

Shi Jinzhi held his breath, looked down at his hands, the same.

Beautiful girls are especially attractive to her. If they have good hands, they will be even more so. And the girl in front of her is not only beautiful in face and hands, but also gentle and gentle in temperament, calm and calm, completely to her taste.

Like a piece of clean and unpolluted air, it caused her to breathe wantonly.

There is such a treasure in the school.

After a while, the girl started to eat, but Shi Jinzhi couldn't take her eyes off her, and didn't even pay attention to the waiter coming to serve the food.

After eating for about half an hour, the girl put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a paper towel, called the waiter to pay, and casually took out a hundred-yuan bill from her wallet and handed it over.

Gee.

The students of that era were considered wealthy with five or ten yuan on their body, but this person was able to spend one hundred, so he might be of the same kind as himself.

Shi Jinzhi thought to himself, seeing the girl standing up, picking up the book that was put aside and patting it, her eyes fell on the black watch on her left wrist, her pupils shrank slightly.

PatekPhilippe5059J, the same model as the one in my brother's hand.

Her heart was beating violently, she looked like a beast that had found its prey, and there was a glimmer of excitement and playfulness in her eyes as she watched the girl leave.

The celebration party starts at 07:30.

There is no need to go to the night for self-study, and there are programs to watch. The students are very excited. All classes line up early and enter the auditorium in an orderly manner.Class [-] was the first to go in under the leadership of Fu Baiqiu, and it happened to be in the middle of the front row. As soon as everyone sat down, they took out the snacks they brought with them, chatting and laughing while eating.

At that time, the hardware facilities of the No. [-] Middle School were the best in the province, and the decoration and layout of the auditorium would not be outdated even after more than ten years. This is what the No. [-] Middle School students are most proud of.

Fu Baiqiu's position is in the middle of the middle, facing the stage, and has the best viewing angle of the audience. After she sits down, she starts to read, letting the classmates around her laugh and make noise without being affected.

The boy next to her wanted to talk to her several times, but seeing that she was engrossed in reading, he didn't bother to disturb her.

Indeed, Fu Baiqiu was quite engrossed in watching, and when the surroundings suddenly darkened, she was startled, and then she came back to her senses, closed the book, and concentrated on watching the performance.

The stage lights are gorgeous and the music rhythm is cheerful.

She watched too many singing and dancing shows, and she didn't feel anything new at all. After a long time, she was a little sleepy, and she was trying her best. The students around her were very happy, and they were discussing handsome men and beautiful women with great interest.

"Next, Shi Jinzhi from the art class of the first year of high school will bring us a piano solo, "Colorful Clouds Chasing the Moon." The host's passionate voice was amplified by the microphone.

Fu Baiqiu woke up suddenly from a doze, straightened his back, opened his eyes wide, and stared intently at the stage.

The red curtain was slowly opened to both sides, and a pure white grand piano appeared in sight. There was no one in front of the piano bench, and the auditorium, which was originally slightly agitated, fell silent.

She held her breath.

On the left side of the stage, a slender figure slowly walked out under the silver-gray cold light, and the audience burst into unprecedented warm applause.

"Wow--"

"Shi Jinzhi has come out!"

"The dress is so beautiful!"

There were exclamations one after another in his ears, and Fu Baiqiu forgot to applaud.

The girl was wearing a water-blue floor-length evening dress with fluttering skirts and a noble demeanor. She walked to the piano, faced the auditorium, bowed naturally, and then sat down.

The applause stopped, and the audience was silent.

Shi Jinzhi fine-tuned the piano bench, lifted the hem of the skirt slightly, hung his right foot on the pedal, gracefully raised his two lotus arms, and gently landed on the keys.

A second ago, she was still complaining in her heart that she wanted to play such a simple piece of music for a group of old hats, and the next second, she was immersed in the clear music like flowing clouds and flowing water, fascinated.

"Colorful Clouds Chasing the Moon" was originally a national orchestral music, and was later adapted into a piano piece by Chinese pianist Wang xx. It not only retains the unique national color, but also has a strong artistic appeal. The melody is smooth and lyrical. It depicts the thin clouds in the vast night sky The charming scene of chasing the bright moon.

Her ten fingers are slender and white, flexible and powerful, and she played a series of full-grain notes lightly. The sound of the piano is as clear as running water, and the situation is fascinating.

Fu Baiqiu stared intently at the figure on the stage, his breath suddenly became deep and long, his hands tightly clutched the corner of his clothes, and his eyes burst into brilliant brilliance.

Although she has never learned the piano, she has listened to many concerts with her parents, and felt the expressiveness of well-known pianists on the spot, the dominance of the orchestra, and the sense of being conquered by the audience.

This girl, who is the same age as her, gave her the feeling of being in a concert.

There is a strong intuition in the dark that she will see her in the magnificent concert hall in the future.

At some point, the performance ended. Fu Baiqiu listened to the surprise words in his ears, such as "It's good to be rich", "I want to wear that kind of skirt", "The person who can play the piano is so good", etc., his heart raced fell down.

No one knows how to appreciate.

She actually gave birth to a sense of regret that the pearl was covered with dust.

At the end of the party, all classes leave in order, those who go home go home, and those who go back to the dormitory go back to the dormitory.

Fu Baiqiu went back to the classroom to tidy up, and received a call from the driver saying he was waiting at the school gate, so he picked up his schoolbag and went out.

The autumn night is cool and the night sky is vast.

She couldn't help raising her head, and saw a crescent moon in the sky, densely covered with stars and thin clouds, and suddenly remembered the scene depicted in "Colorful Clouds Chasing the Moon".

really beautiful.

There were several cars parked at the school gate. Fu Baiqiu found his own car according to the license plate, walked over, and was about to open the door when someone patted him on the shoulder.

"Sister Fairy."

"???"

When she turned her head, her eyes met a pair of narrow and charming peach blossom eyes, with a smile on her face, and the tails of her eyes were slightly hooked, as if she would be intoxicated.

"My name is Shi Jinzhi, from the art class."

"!!!"

The girl smiled and blinked, showing a row of small white teeth, "Can you give me your phone?"

Fu Baiqiu stared into her eyes, somehow, as if possessed by a demon, he put his hand obediently into his pocket, took out a Motorola A920 and handed it to her.

Shi Jinzhi took it, skillfully pressed a series of numbers, and dialed until a nice ringtone came from her satchel, then hung up.

"Okay, now I know your phone number."