The time machine tells me [rebirth]

Jiang Muzhi was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes suddenly.

In the past month, she has been so busy that she has long forgotten this matter.The person she wanted to meet had already met, so she didn't focus on it.

Jiang Muzhi let out a long breath: "Not yet, thank you... Senior sister for reminding me."

After thinking about it, she still called out the initial address. Since she agreed to be friends, she would naturally not be stingy with this address in front of everyone.

She looked down at her phone, today is Wednesday, Friday's game... the time is almost up.

This final is not a self-selected repertoire, but a designated repertoire by the organizer. They have given them a range of 26 repertoires in advance, a total of [-] songs, and they will be drawn from them at that time.Jiang Muzhi had seen it before, and there was nothing she was particularly unfamiliar with. From this point of view, there was nothing to prepare for.

"Since we met, are we going to eat together?" Liu Chen asked, mainly focusing on Jiang Muzhi, with a concerned expression on his face, waiting for her answer.

None of the people present were stupid, and they could all see that something was wrong between Rong Feijin and Jiang Muzhi, let alone Liu Chen, who had talked with Jiang Muzhi a long time ago. She was a little worried that Jiang Muzhi would be embarrassed.

But they all met, and their relationship was so good, if she didn't invite them to have dinner together, she would show this avoidance too obviously.

"Yes." Jiang Muzhi nodded lightly, and repeated what he had just said to Jinyan Tang Mian: "But I only have half an hour."

"No problem, we'll eat near the school and eat while the food is served, it won't be too late." Liu Chen nodded.

Liu Chen finally chose a restaurant at the east gate of the school. The quality is cheap and the portions are generous. He often chooses this place for group dinners. Liu Chen naturally picked up the menu and ordered six dishes skillfully. She knew everything about it, even Rong Feijin knew about it because he always had dinner together recently.

Jiang Muzhi looked at the meal she ordered, and nodded secretly. Ah Chen is really the most reliable when it comes to eating and drinking.

The food was only half served when Jiang Muzhi's cell phone rang. She hurriedly swallowed the last mouthful of food in her mouth. After seeing the string of numbers, she quickly stood up and said a little apologetically:

"I'm sorry, the senior sister is urging me, I have to go first."

"Well, goodbye." Tang Mian said casually.

Jiang Muzhi smiled at her and left.

Rong Feijin was a little stunned, holding his chopsticks, and staring blankly at Jiang Muzhi's back, with an indelible sadness in his eyes.

This is the first time she has heard Jiang Muzhi call someone a senior. For others, she always adds her name to her senior. She thinks that for Amu, this is a title that belongs to her alone...

Is it because they broke up, so even this title is taken away?

When Jiang Muzhi walked to the laboratory and touched her neck, she realized that she was still wearing Rong Feijin's scarf.

She tightly touched the scarf with her hand, feeling a little dazed for a while.

"Muzhi, come here and see if this is right..." The senior was still writing and drawing, but when she looked up to see Jiang Muzhi coming, she quickly waved her over.

Only then did Jiang Muzhi get out of his thoughts, and replied, "Here we come."

He sighed secretly again, it seems that he can only return it to her on the day of the competition...

Soon it will be Friday night.

Jiang Muzhi put Rong Feijin's scarf into a bag, and came to the studio as scheduled. She came early, and there were only a few scattered people.

She looked around and locked on to the familiar figure, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of her lips.

The man was still looking at the paper in his hand, muttering something, so focused and serious that he didn't even notice Jiang Muzhi's approach.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Muzhi walked around behind her with his hands behind his back and asked in a low voice.

"Ah!" Bai Yiran was taken aback, opened his eyes wide and exclaimed, tilted his head to see Jiang Muzhi behind him, and heaved a sigh of relief.

She raised her hand and patted her little heart, and complained with a smile: "I'm scared to death, you walk without making a sound."

For some reason, Bai Yiran always had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the person in front of her. Those tone of voices and actions she had never done before were applied to this person without the slightest sense of disobedience, as if It's just as it should be.

Obviously they have only known each other for less than two months...

Jiang Muzhi sat beside her, blinked his eyes, and looked at her innocently: "It's obvious that you are too fascinated by watching, I have been standing behind you for a long time, but you didn't notice...you are watching what?"

Doctor Bai fell silent, and touched his nose.

Jiang Muzhi glanced at it, and it was a little hard to say, and he said word by word: "Relief, relief, pressure, strength,... the seven natural remedies?"

Bai Yiran was a little embarrassed at first, but then felt that it was normal to be nervous, so he said confidently:

"That's right! You're not nervous..." Bai Yiran looked Jiang Muzhi from top to bottom, then nodded, with disappointment and a little envy flashing in his eyes: "Yes, you and Fei Jindu is so powerful, easily is the first and second."

"She turned out to be the second..." Jiang Muzhi was in a daze, lowered his eyebrows, and whispered to himself.

"What did you say?" Her voice was too low, and Bai Yiran couldn't hear her clearly. Seeing her stunned, he waved his hand in front of her eyes a few times: "Amu? Amu!"

"Huh? What?" Jiang Muzhi snapped back to his senses, and then heard Bai Yiran ask her, "What did you just say?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Muzhi shook his head, smiled at her lightly, his eyes were full of serious and undisguised appreciation, and he said sincerely: "Actually, you are really good, you sing really well, It's really good." You are the real one who achieved this result at the age of 19.

In her and Rong Feijin's singing, they will unconsciously bring their 30-year-old understanding and sentimentality about the world, and these emotions are something they didn't have when they were 19 years old.Actually speaking, they just took advantage of Bai Yiran in terms of age.

"Thank...thank you." Bai Yiran's cheeks inexplicably blushed under the gaze, she shyly tucked away the broken hair around her ears, then secretly raised her head to look at Jiang Muzhi, vaguely happy , asked expectantly: "Do you really think that I sing well?"

Because Jiang Muzhi was calm, not like someone their age, and he was the number one in the rematch, Bai Yiran subconsciously attached great importance to Jiang Muzhi's opinion.

"Well, it's really good." Jiang Muzhi replied softly, seeing her future friend who was so strong and decent, but now he was so shy just because of a simple compliment, and the smile gradually appeared in her eyes. Fainted: "So, let's do our best in the finals."

"I, I will."

Jiang Muzhi couldn't help but rubbed her hair.

Rong Feijin pushed open the door, and the purpose of entering was such a scene.

Her friend, with eyes as bright as stars, looked up at her girl a little shyly, and her girl, with a faint smile on her face, touched her head helplessly but tenderly, the two There seemed to be something quietly flowing between them.

Rong Feijin's heart was suddenly stabbed fiercely, she took a step back and closed the door, as if she could deceive herself into thinking that everything in front of her was an illusion.

Could it be... as time goes by, will Amu's love for her fade faster than hatred, and she will turn around and fall in love with someone else?She suddenly remembered Jiang Muzhi's cold eyes and relieved tone when facing her, and compared it with the indifferent but gentle person in front of her...

don't want!A huge panic suddenly arose in Rong Feijin's heart, his eyes were full of begging, don't love others, only me, okay...don't forget me, wait for me...

She can't wait any longer!Time waits for no one, and Amu doesn't want to wait for her. She is really afraid that before she resolves all the obstacles between them and regains her position to pursue this person again, this person has already switched to the arms of others, so what should she do? How desperate?

Rong Feijin tightened her hand holding the phone. How on earth should she tell her mother all this so that she would not be too irritated?

Rong Feijin stabilized his mind, pushed the door and walked in, pretending to be calm, walked in front of Jiang Muzhi, forced a smile: "It's so early, you all."

Jiang Muzhi looked up at her, pursed his lips, and suddenly remembered something, and handed her the pocket that was put aside: "Your scarf, thank you for that day."

"You're welcome." Rong Feijin took it and pointed to the narrow place next to her: "Can I sit here?"

They were sitting on a bench, Bai Yiran was stunned for a moment, and quickly moved to the right, Jiang Muzhi followed suit: "Yes, yes."

After another ten minutes, the game started. Jiang Muzhi and other 27 people lined up, only one door away from the stage.

"Now we invite... the 27 finalists!"

After the host finished speaking, Jiang Muzhi took a deep breath, opened the door, and led the other 26 people inside.

Rong Feijin stood behind her, lowered his eyebrows, and suddenly took her hand lightly.

Jiang Muzhi's breath was suffocated, his back was stiff, the soft and cold touch on his hand reminded what happened, and his heart beat wildly uncontrollably.

The man stood behind her, approached her, and whispered: "Amu, I'm so nervous."

The man's warm breath hit Jiang Muzhi's ears, Jiang Muzhi shuddered, and his ears turned blood red unconsciously.

"There's nothing to be nervous about." Jiang Muzhi replied immediately, couldn't help but quicken his pace, found his position, faced the audience, and stood on the stage.

In this final, the competition organizer prepared a total of nine songs, and the songs to be sung were confirmed by drawing lots. The 27 people were divided into nine groups, and finally the judges and the audience scored together to determine nine winners and set them as the champions.

The remaining [-] people each have the right to challenge twice, to challenge the challenger, and the challenge song is still determined by both parties. people pose.

The highest score of all the songs sung by ten people is the final score of this person, and the ranking is based on this score.

The nine songs of this competition were continuously shown on the big screen, and Jiang Muzhi was the first to draw lots.

She took a step forward. In front of everyone, she felt the tension she hadn't seen for a long time. She gritted her teeth and pressed the button casually. Her heart was beating wildly in her chest, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on the palm of her hand holding the microphone.

There is no way, one of the nine songs is a genre that she is not good at at all, she can't sing the high notes of that song at all, and if she doesn't speak hoarsely, she won't be able to sing the taste of this song.

Jiang Muzhi silently prayed for himself.

She held her breath and stared at the rolling screen without blinking.

In the end, the picture freezes on a song she is not unfamiliar with.

"I Hate I Love You".