Low Key Star

  Chapter 22 [022] Pick up a conversation

   Zhang Yang pre-funded the rest of today's music theory study time until tomorrow to go to the library for self-study, so it was rare to have a quiet night. After watching TV, he thought about memories by himself in the room, and reviewed all the poems he could memorize, so as not to forget them.

   During the period, a few got stuck. He asked Luoshen, who was addicted to profiteers, and actually wanted to charge by the word.

   Zhang Yang was furious and scolded her before accepting.

  Although he has been lying in the hospital for nearly a month, Zhang Yang has always been preoccupied and his sleep quality is not good, so he will not have to go to class tomorrow weekend, so he is going to have a good sleep.

  But it's a pity that my mother doesn't have to go to class.

  So after he finished his breakfast, it was only a little over eight o'clock. There is no need to wear a school uniform. Although the clothes are pretty, the logo of Qingcheng No. 2 Middle School is too eye-catching. Although Zhang Yang's name is Zhang Yang, he always considers himself a low-key person.

  He was wearing an ordinary white T-shirt and a pair of black sweatpants—in fact, he originally wanted to wear jeans, which made his legs look longer, but unfortunately there was a plaster cast, so he couldn't fit them in.

The Municipal Library is in Dongcheng. Zhang Yang has been here several times and is no stranger to it. It is a new library that has just been opened for a few years. It has an excellent environment and has three floors. Reading room, free hot water, heating in winter and air conditioning in summer

  —The last advantage becomes a disadvantage in summer, because people who read books or not all run into it, and they can’t find a place if they go late.

The museum opened at 8:30, and when Zhang Yang arrived on crutches, it was only after nine o'clock, which was not too late, but he walked from the first floor to the second floor with a cane, and then from the second floor to the third floor, After searching for a long time, I couldn't find a seat. When I was about to give up, I finally caught a glimpse of an empty seat and walked over immediately.

   There was also a young man with the appearance of a college student who saw this seat almost at the same time as him, but after seeing Zhang Yang leaning on a cane and subconsciously taking a step forward, he stopped and turned to find an empty seat elsewhere.

Zhang Yang didn't notice this heart-warming scene. He happily sat down on his seat, put down his schoolbag, went to the reading room on the second floor to borrow books, searched the computer and found the area for music books, and followed Luoshen's suggestion, I took three books, "Basics of Music Theory", "Basic Music Theory Course" and "Tonality and Harmony", and returned to the third floor after swiping my ID card to borrow them.

  Put down the book, and went to get another cup of hot water.

Everything is ready.

Zhang Yang sat down in his seat, raised his arms and expanded his chest, took a deep breath, and prepared to study seriously, but the next moment he found that the girl sitting opposite was not generally good-looking, and suddenly he wondered if he was a little blind, back and forth After going back so many times, I didn't notice it.

He sized up his eyes, because he was sitting, he couldn't see his stature clearly, he shouldn't be too tall, he seemed not much older than Zhang Wei, he was extremely beautiful, his long black and rich hair was tied into a ponytail, and he was sitting upright There, it seems that English words are being copied, the skin is milky white, innocent and pure, and people have a peaceful and beautiful feeling when they look at it.

  He quietly asked Luoshen: "How old do you think this girl is?"

   "Want to strike up a conversation?" Luoshen pointed out his evil intentions.

   "Cough..."

  Although it’s hard to say whether Luoshen is human/is there reproductive isolation, but she has always had a girl’s voice, and it’s very nice. Hearing her say such things, Zhang Yang feels somewhat uncomfortable.

   Still too thin-skinned.

   "To be precise, I'm following your advice and start from the emotional point of view. Didn't you say that falling in love is easier to reach the starting point?"

   "Isn't it better to choose Lin? And she's prettier than her."

   "Please, I don't want to lose face. People have already rejected me and are you still shameless?"

   "You are too eager to confess your love. Based on your previous relationship, if you honestly wait for the water to come to fruition and confess your love after the college entrance examination, it will basically be done."

  Luo Shen seems to have always believed that the key to Zhang Yang passing the first assessment lies with Lin Yiran, and he talked too much when mentioning her, "But it's not too late, if you don't know how to chase, I can teach you."

   "Are you kidding me?"

  Zhang Yang flatly refused, "I am a popular romance novel writer, and I need you to teach me how to flirt with girls?"

  Luo Shen let out a chuckle, "How much did you get?"

  She took the initiative to answer for him: "Just one."

   Then he made up the knife, "And married someone else."

"go away!"

Zhang Yang became a little annoyed, and he didn't want to talk to her about it anymore. He looked at the girl a few times, but he was still a little hesitant. She was beautiful, but she seemed a little young. To the energy! How can you do such a beastly act? Scumbags also have a bottom line, okay?

  He struggled for a long time, but was finally attracted by the pure and childish aura of the girl, and finally made up his mind, took out his notebook, turned to the blank page, and wrote in free and easy regular script:

  Hi, sorry to bother you, but I finally saw you again, I don’t want to miss you again, my name is Zhang Yang, may I know your name?

Of course, she had never seen this girl before, so she was playing a trick so as not to leave her a frivolous impression of flirting at the first meeting. impression, but also added some romantic colors that the two are very destined.

If she asks, it is actually very simple to lie, because it is very likely that it is not the first time for her to come to the library. She replied that she had seen it at the entrance of the library, but she had never done this before, and she did not have the courage to go forward, so she missed it... basically There will be no surprises.

  Zhang Yang gently tore off that page of paper, and then put on an expression mixed with anticipation, joy, nervousness, and apprehension, but tried to maintain a calm expression, and gently pushed the page of paper carrying a beautiful vision in front of her.

  When the girl saw the page, she raised her head in doubt. Zhang Yang showed an awkward yet handsome smile with his adjusted expression, and signaled him to read what he wrote with his eyes.

  The girl lowered her head following his gaze, and her fair and crystal-clear face was soon stained with a faint blush, making her look even more pure and moving.

   Zhang Yang's heartbeat quickened when he saw it, and he thought to himself that she is so beautiful at such a young age, how many years will it take? Not necessarily losing to Lin Yiran!

The girl raised her head again, obviously a little shy, but her expression seemed to be mixed with some weirdness. She looked at Zhang Yang, as if to confirm whether he was joking, and then smiled, as if under the rising sun after the storm, The crystal clear dewdrops on the delicate petals are fresh and pure.

  She picked up the piece of paper, put it on the homework book, held the pen with her white and delicate fingers, quickly wrote a line, and then gently pushed it back.

   Zhang Yang took it, and when he stared at it, he saw the girl's beautiful and neat regular script writing:

  Senior, don't you remember me?

   Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat, he read the line twice, and made sure that he hadn't misunderstood it. Then he raised his head and stared at the girl's innocent and beautiful face for another two seconds, but he still didn't have any impression.

   So I wrote: Did we know each other before?

  The girl took a look at the paper, picked up a pen and wrote two lines, and then gently pushed it over to him.

   Zhang Yang was thinking in his heart that this girl is also a student of No. 2 Middle School. She wouldn't know that she confessed to Lin Yiran and was rejected from jumping the stairs, right?

  He thinks about things like this often, first think about the worst-case scenario, so that no matter how bad the reality is, it won't be so bad.

   This was the worst situation he could think of, it was enough embarrassment and embarrassment, but when he saw what the girl wrote, he found that the reality was even worse:

  I’m Tang Yanqi, we met on Zhang Wei’s birthday last year, and she often uses my mobile phone to send you messages.

  (end of this chapter)