The childhood sweetheart who fell from the sky

"Is this what you said is not pretty?"

Mu Yao looked at Jiang Feng suspiciously.

Today is the day of the school's audition program. When Jiang Feng came here, he just used the auditorium to rehearse. At that time, Jiang Feng didn't tell Mu Yao. He came to try the piano, played Mu Yao's music, and then played the drums. Was appointed by default.

Other programs include magic, dance, chorus, and even cross talk... Solo performances have the most candidates, but there is only one finale program, Jiang Feng and Mu Yao, and the selection of solo performances is to choose the best They're the lead singer, so they've been waiting backstage to watch.

The girl standing on the stage is the last one to come. Wen Yu, a senior in the liberal arts class of the second year of high school, is a school belle. She has a bit of ethnic minority blood. She has a high nose and deep eyes, long legs and a thin waist. She is holding an unplugged electric guitar. She almost sang the song "360 Five Days of Missing You". Halfway through the song, Li Biwei, who was still sitting in the arena, left with a dark face, and her high-pitched voice was so high that Mu Yao doubted her life.

"Why didn't she debut directly?" Mu Yao asked Jiang Feng in a low voice.

"You like her?" Jiang Feng sat upside down on a chair with his chin resting on the back of the chair, "Actually, you are quite suitable for someone older than you, but she probably has no interest in you..."

"You know again?" Mu Yao patted him, "Always talk about me, don't tell me you're suitable?"

"It's better for me to be single," Jiang Feng said with a smile, "I'm afraid you will be sad."

"It's a good idea," Mu Yao was amused by him, looked at the stage, and asked again, "She can just perform by herself, why did she form a team with us?"

Jiang Feng blinked, thinking about how to word: "Uh..."

After Wen Yu sang, he nodded to the teacher in the first row, turned his head to look at Jiang Feng in the backstage, and gave him a wink.

Mu Yao: "...Oh."

So unhappy!Why do pretty girls like this guy!

Mu Yao looked at Jiang Feng's innocent smile, and turned off the fire again, after all, his face was so handsome, especially those peach blossom eyes crooked when he smiled... It's almost crooked.

"I know why the boys don't reject you anymore," Mu Yao felt frustrated. Since Jiang Feng came to him, the boys have even become more friendly to him. He said dejectedly, "Because the gap between you and everyone is too big. Now, not just the face, but also material conditions, personality... If they are not comparable at all, they will not want to compare."

"...Am I that good?" Jiang Feng couldn't laugh or cry, "My appearance is just ordinary..."

"Ordinary..."

"By the way," Jiang Feng finally remembered a shortcoming of his own, "My grades are not very good, is this a fatal injury?"

"But you are a sports student," Mu Yao recalled the news, "I heard from the old lady that with your grades, domestic universities can choose whatever you want."

As soon as the old lady in English class was mentioned, Mu Yao thought of Li Biwei, the English class representative.

The old lady, who only likes boys, failed to choose Mu Yao as the class representative. She has always been a pity in her heart. Now she immediately occupied Jiang Feng, who has a good English score, and let Jiang Feng and Li Biwei be class representatives at the same time. It can be regarded as the fulfillment of Li Biwei's wish.

"Until the level of competition, learning sports is actually not interesting... What do you want to do in the future?" Jiang Feng asked Mu Yao.

At this time Wen Yu came over gracefully, and Mu Yao sat nervously behind Jiang Feng.

"Yaomei," Wen Yu opened his mouth and called him a nickname, without any politeness, "How was my singing? Is it okay?"

Mu Yao was not familiar with her, so he nodded reservedly.

Wen Yu reached out to Jiang Feng and said, "Bring me the lyrics score."

"I haven't decided whether to use you yet." Jiang Feng was more polite than her, and Mu Yao sweated for him.

But Xiaohua only took it as a joke, and said with a smile: "Hurry up, sister Yao agrees."

"Who is your sister Yaoyao?" Jiang Feng put his arm around Mu Yao's neck and said, "I didn't hear that Yaoyao agreed with us."

"Mu Yao!" Wen Yu looked at Mu Yao helplessly, "Tell him quickly that this person is deaf."

Wow... since when did you two get to know each other so well?Mu Yao slandered, and replied wearily: "Ask Brother Jiang, I'm not in charge."

"Are you two playing tricks on me?" Wen Yu was also a little angry, and pulled his face down, "You Brother Jiang said that you are the master, but you threw it back. I will leave if I join or not."

Jiang Feng smiled.

When he laughs, he will lick his lips habitually, first his upper lip, then his lower lip. The tip of his tongue only sticks out a little bit, and then he retracts it quickly. With a helpless and slightly doting slow blink, he lowers his head at the same time, When he looked up again, his eyes had already been raised to look at the other party.

His eyes are upright, but they can make people feel that they are full of affection, but the most hateful thing is that when he looks at everyone, he is so affectionate.

Mu Yao has watched this expression countless times at close range, and I can already play it back at 0.25x speed in ultra-clear quality. In the past week, I have been subjected to a long-term beauty crit, and I have developed a habit, and my heartbeat no longer speeds up at every turn.

But it's different for others. Now Mu Yao clearly felt that Wen Yu was taken aback.

Mu Yao: "..."

The goblin seduces people again...

Jiang Feng said with a smile: "The beauty has a big temper."

Mu Yao: Who said just now that she looks average?Can you stop beguiling the public with such gossip?

Wen Yu may not even be aware that he is already laughing: "You are poor, do you need me? My sister has something to do later, I can't play with you all the time."

"Yuyu!" A fat girl pushed open the back door and walked into the backstage, looking down with a mobile phone in her hand, holding a large bag of water in her arms, "Our class ball game is about to start, do you want to go?"

Mu Yao thought she looked familiar, fat, dark complexion, and buck teeth, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

"Here we come," Wen Yu threw the guitar casually, turned halfway around, turned his head suddenly, and suddenly shot to grab the lyrics and score in Jiang Feng's hand.

Jiang Feng reacted very sensitively, and immediately dodged without being snatched by her, and even dodged backwards with his arms around Mu Yao, lest Wen Yu's right hand would accidentally hurt Mu Yao.

But just in such a flash, Wen Yu, who was fine at first, slipped his fingernails to the button of Mu Yao's coat.

"What are you hiding!" Wen Yu said angrily, not knowing whether he was training Jiang Feng or Mu Yao, when he looked down, his nails were broken, "It's impossible for you to just print this copy, show me what to do gone?"

"Are you okay?" Jiang Feng asked Mu Yao, and Mu Yao shook his head.

"What can he do? You treat me as One Punch Man?"

Wen Yu was about to withdraw his hand, but Jiang Feng stopped him, and tugged at her cuff in a gentlemanly manner. Looking carefully at her hand, a little red was faintly exposed between the nails of the index finger.

"Fortunately, there is no bleeding, so don't mess around next time," Jiang Feng took out a band-aid from his pocket, with cute cartoon patterns drawn on it, and handed it to her, "Can you do it? May I stick it for you?"

"You post it." Wen Yu's voice became softer, and the confidence to blame him just now was completely gone.

"Yuyu, what's the matter?" The fat girl who came in leaned against the door, and when she looked up, she saw Wen Yu, who usually looked like a big sister, standing there honestly and stretching out her hand, asking Jiang Feng to put a band-aid on her, " oh……"

Wen Yu glanced at her coquettishly, she fell silent, but still smiled and looked back and forth between Wen Yu and Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng's appearance of lowering his head and earnestly doing something is very charming, and his charm is even more attractive when he cares about others. In addition, the object is the beautiful Wen Yu, and Mu Yao also finds this picture pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Feng's beautiful hands moved steadily and neatly. After posting, he said, "Take care of yourself. There's still a month to go on the show. Don't worry, don't pluck the strings."

Wen Yu blushed a little, and his tone changed: "Then you also give me the score first, so I can get acquainted with it?"

"Huh?" Jiang Feng pretended to be puzzled, "I mean your own show?"

"You're done!" Wen Yu pointed at him.

"Yuyu, let's go," the girl looked at the phone, "I'm urging you again, hurry up and bring them water."

"Anyway, I don't have anything else to prepare, just wait for your song," Wen Yu walked towards the door, holding the girl's arm, "I won't be on the show if you don't give it to me, you can figure it out."

"Let's go too." Mu Yao said, "There seems to be no one else."

Jiang Feng nodded, and said to the girl carrying water, "Which basketball court are you going to?"

"Zhixinglou." The girl replied flattered, before Jiang Feng took the bag from her hand before she could react.

Jiang Feng: "Let's drop by the playground, let me carry it for you."

Mu Yao also blushed seeing this girl, and felt that Jiang Feng's eye-closing operation was really beautiful, and she couldn't compare it to herself.

When he sent them to the basketball court, the chubby girl was looking at her mobile phone and accidentally tripped on the steps. Jiang Feng quickly helped her up: "Be careful."

Mu Yao felt that Wen Yu's complexion was not very good.

"Wang Zi'an!" The boys on the court called that girl, but they didn't dare to call Wen Yu, "Do you dare to slow down?"

Wen Yu really choked back: "If you think we are slow, you can buy it yourself!"

As soon as the name was mentioned, Mu Yao thought of this senior named Wang Zi'an. He helped this senior carry sports equipment in physical education class last semester, and was laughed at by the boys in the same class who saw him: "Sister Yao has a very special aesthetic. Like dinosaurs?"

"You don't miss Wang Zi'an? I admire you."

At that time, Mu Yao thought that this girl had no reason to be so famous, but now she understands that it must be because she always walks with the school belle, so she was regarded as a control group by her classmates.Mu Yao hated her classmates making such jokes, so she kept a dark face and didn't answer.

But now they also met their classmate—"Jiang Feng!"

"Come here!" said the classmate with a smirk.

Jiang Feng looked at Mu Yao, and Mu Yao signaled, "Go, what are you doing watching me?", and then he walked over to listen to the other party muttering something in a low voice.

There are few courts in Thirteen High, and the baskets have to be scrambled, so as long as there is a game, there will be many people watching, and Zhou Zhiyi happens to be here, walking out from the crowd of boys, and saying hello to Mu Yao.

"It's a good welfare to hang out with Brother Jiang, isn't it?" Zhou Zhiyi said, looking at Wen Yu outside the second class of high school on the other side.

Obviously he was messing with me, but it was my song, okay?Mu Yao said in her heart, keeping her mouth tightly shut.

But Zhou Zhiyi is used to talking to himself: "Did he agree to the school belle?"

what?

"No," Mu Yao shook her head, "Did Xiaohua confess to him?"

Zhou Zhiyi squinted his eyes to appreciate Wen Yu for a while, then suddenly lowered his voice mysteriously, leaned into Mu Yao's ear and said, "Tell you something, keep it secret, I suspect that Brother Jiang is a gay."

Um--?Mu Yao felt that her heart function was not good again, why did she start to miss a beat?

"He rejected our school beauty, who else can he like? I guess he has a crush on you."

On the one hand, Mu Yao felt that he was insane, and on the other hand, she also felt that...

He looked in Jiang Feng's direction, and found that Jiang Feng was also looking at him, and walked over as soon as he saw him. He didn't care how the other boys around him kept him, and just said, "Don't talk nonsense."

Mu Yao watched him approaching, didn't even know when Zhou Zhiyi ran away, at one moment she felt that Jiang Feng looked at him very affectionately, at another moment she felt, no, he looked at everyone like this.