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Lu Tian and Bai Yu waited until the scene started, and Bai Yu's unlucky reminder was carried by Lu Tian.

He refused to eat well when he went out and insisted on performing impromptu on the main road, but he was accidentally hit by a rampant bicycle, and the brat on the bicycle ran away without looking back. His knee was injured It was scratched, and I couldn't get up while sitting on the ground, and I was still looking around.

Sitting on the ground blocked the traffic for a full 5 minutes. Fortunately, there were not many motor vehicles at the school gate, and only students entering and leaving the school. He took out the small notebook he carried with him and began to record the words and deeds of the people around him. They looked at him as if they were crazy, and some secretly smiled, but no one paid him any attention.

It wasn't until Lu Tian saw him on the main road after eating that he was picked up immediately. The two of them didn't communicate much at ordinary times, only Jiang Xing would talk a few words together when Jiang Xing was present.

To be honest, Lu Tian felt a little apprehensive seeing this magical kid.In the whole class, except for Jiang Xing, he had no good looks towards anyone. He raised his chin high all day long, his waist was straight, and his manner of speaking was exactly the same as that of Fu Chengfeng at the beginning. One word, Gao Leng has arrived at grandma's house.

What made people even more angry was that during the class competition, every time there was a game, this guy would stare at them with a ponytail and draw with a notebook. Feeling that their basketball team has become his experimental mouse team, he panicked.

However, he couldn't bear to see a psychopath fall ill on the main road. He stepped forward and pulled Bai Yu to stand up. As a result, his knees felt a sharp pain, and he immediately collapsed on Lu Tian's body as if a bone had been pulled. , No way, Lu Tian had no choice but to send the Buddha to the west, and carry this guy to the infirmary, to send him to the dormitory to rest, but he didn't, he just went to the concert.

Lu Tian sighed, resigned to his fate and carried him to the gymnasium again.

There was a small hole the size of a needle eye behind Lu Tian's left ear, and it would be hard to find if he didn't carry it on his back. Bai Yu stared at the small hole, her heart suddenly moved, her eyes looked around, and she said, "Go to the side of the road." Pick me a dog's tail grass."

Hearing this commanding tone, Lu Tian wanted to put him on the ground directly, and he didn't know what kind of demon he was going to be, so he pretended not to hear him and strode forward.

At that time, the atmosphere in the gymnasium exploded. He wrote in the mirror for ten years and had more than 70 original songs. He sang from the youngest high school days, until last year's "Brilliant" and this year's "Spring Thunder". Every song is a period of time, and every song to another capital is a period of growth.In the photo ten years ago, the young man’s face is immature and his expression is shy. In the scene ten years later, the young man’s face is calm and calm. His dreams and persistence flowed with all his hard work and sweat.

Jiang Xing stared at the young man obsessively. He was thin and thin. Although his appearance was not outstanding, he was not even handsome, but he was a luminous body on the stage. He sang about ten years of dreams, life, Love, friendship, all kinds of life, no moans, no rhetoric, simple and not simple words, touching music, together with his talent and hard work, straight into people's hearts.

Finally, Yu stood on the stage in the mirror and bowed deeply. He said: “Three years ago today was the first concert in my life. I came to the place where I wrote the first song. At that time, the gymnasium had not yet been built. I imagined that one day I would bring my own work back here and sing it to my juniors..."

When he came out of the gymnasium, Jiang Xing seemed to have lost his soul.On the way home, he sat in the back seat, clinging to Fu Chengfeng's back sullenly, rarely quiet.

"what happened?"

"I..." Jiang Xing thought for a while, and finally said, "It's nothing."

In the following days, Fu Chengfeng clearly felt that Jiang Xing was a little absent-minded when he was studying. Although he was sitting on the chair honestly, his soul had already flown away, and it seemed that something was hidden from him Every time Fu Chengfeng asked about it, Jiang Xing always faltered, talked nonsense, and looked away.

His appearance makes Fu Chengfeng feel uncomfortable, but he can no longer calm down. The conflict between the two has not been long, and he doesn't want to experience that torture again, and he can't bear it. Seeing Jiang Xing's lost appearance again.

After Fu Chengfeng went out, Jiang Xing immediately put down his pen and took out his mobile phone to send a message to Lu Tian.

"Just listen to the song, why are you thinking about so many whimsical things?"

"Just listen to what it means, don't you also like being in the mirror?"

"I don't like him."

"The math class representative from the class next door asked you to buy a ticket, why didn't you sell it?"

"I have evening self-study every day. Are you tired? I just want to rest!"

"..."

"Okay, then whether you like him or not, just think about it, don't you want to make your life more valuable?"

"There are so many valuable things, this one is not bad. Didn't you clamor a while ago to study hard? Studying well is also a valuable thing."

Jiang Xing quickly tapped the keyboard in his hand and went back, "I've thought about it for the past two days. My brain is not good for learning. Some people have a developed left brain, and some people have a right brain. My left brain is rotten to the extreme. Then It is very possible that I really have artistic talent!"

"Even if you have it, I don't know it. I think my left brain is developed enough. I am destined to take the road of learning. The key is that I am not interested. Why don't you ask the art students in ordinary classes , It’s almost useless to find someone in our class.”

Idealism also needs capital. Looking at the gathering place of the top students in the whole school, there are many powerful and powerful families among them, but these people haven't thought about it, let alone ordinary people who want to change their lives through learning.

Lu Tian thought for a while and sent another paragraph, "And, to be honest, some things are really unrealistic. If you say you can win a basketball game, you have to put in enough hard work and some luck. It is possible, but you have never studied music since you were a child, and you want to form a band all of a sudden, and you are still in such a harsh learning environment in our fog. Your painstaking efforts, of course, and Fu Dashen's painstaking cultivation, you don't know how many people are jealous of your one-person tutoring!"

Seeing the last few words, Jiang Xing couldn't help but feel confused for a while. He looked at the time with a guilty conscience, it was 10:30, and then looked at the important and difficult points of knowledge marked by Fu Chengfeng on his notebook. .

He hadn't thought about the meaning of his hard work before. Judging from his current situation, no matter how hard he tried, he would not be able to get into a good university. Isn't high school exam-oriented education just a springboard? If he doesn't need this springboard, then wouldn't this springboard be meaningless to him.

Just like Bai Yu, even though her parents forcibly sent her to this class for reformation, she still does her own thing and puts what she wants to do first.But his grades are indeed more than a little better than his own.Looking in the mirror again, he has such good grades in high school, and even went to make music, why can't he do it himself?

Lying on the bed, he closed his eyes and didn't feel sleepy for a long time, got up and sent Gu Xichen a message, "Are you asleep?"

The other side came back quickly, "Don't mention it, I just finished practicing the piano, if the house's sound insulation is not good, the neighbors around my house would come and smash the windows of my house."

Just now when Lu Tian was splashed with cold water, Jiang Xing's interest was not as high as before. He said the matter in a few words, and Gu Xichen jumped up immediately, and the phone was called immediately, Jiang Xing After seeing it, he quickly nestled under the quilt, connected to the phone, and whispered "Hello".

Gu Xishen's voice was full of uncontrollable excitement, "Jiang Xing, you are so talented, why didn't I think of it after playing the violin for so many years, your idea is good, look at those fans in the mirror, they are so beautiful Young lady, according to our conditions, how can it be worse than in the mirror, when the time comes to stand on the stage, can there be fewer screams and cheers?!"

This image suddenly appeared in Jiang Xing's mind. He didn't care about young ladies or anything, but for him who grew up in the most humble position and looked up at others' excellence and brilliance, it felt like all the lights were shining on him. Exciting, he still has endless recollections of the feeling when he was a representative on stage to receive the award at the basketball game awards... His heart was a little itchy, and the worries and apprehensions before the call were instantly swept away. Thinking of Gu Xichen agreeing so readily, the two hit it off.

"You compose the music and I write the lyrics." The two naive rookies were gearing up without any preparation.