Double King Concerto Op. 192

The four-person study seminar was held as scheduled.

During the period, the seniors of the two majors provided directional guidance and technical tips to the juniors respectively, and the juniors expressed that they benefited a lot.

Afterwards, during the group dinner in the cafeteria, the four of them had some inter-group discussion and question-and-answer.

such as--

"Yu Xiaozhen, my sister has never really figured it out. Why do you always go to bed at eight o'clock and study by yourself at night?"

Yu Zhen was stunned for a moment: Is there still an evening self-study?

Seeing the child's reaction, it was obvious that he did not expect such a problem. Moss explained: "Actually, the school stipulates that freshmen have to study by themselves at night."

"But Xiao Qiuzi doesn't go to study by himself at night."

"Our college doesn't have such a rule." Wen Lulu clapped the "Clinical Psychology" on her hands proudly, "With the overwhelming majority of the seniors' collective votes, the college has given the rule of late self-study to freshmen. No, implement democratic self-government.”

"Our hospital is a liberated area," Qiu Weiran followed closely to express hatred, "The sky in the liberated area is a clear sky, and the people in the liberated area like it very much~!"

Seeing that Xiao Qiuzi's face was bursting with laughter, Young Master Yu pursed his lips: he seemed a little envious.

Looking at the child's expression, Moss couldn't help raising the corners of his lips: "Your work and rest time can be set according to the school's preferential treatment policy for teenagers, so you don't have to participate in morning exercises and evening self-study. This is what the courtyard guides and us The student council has all said hello."

Yu Zhen was delighted when he heard the words: "The whole country is liberated!"

Another example——

"Actually, I'm also very puzzled. Sister, you don't seem to know much about music. Why did you become the head of the Arts Department?"

Wen Lulu curled her lips in disdain: "Who said that the head of the Ministry of Literature and Art must know everything. If he is really so good, do you want other officials to be a decoration?"

Yu Zhen looked at Wen Lulu, raised his hands and cupped his fists: "Strong man, I respect you for being a man!"

Wen Lulu waved her hand: "When there are activities in the school, all the tallest girls in the department can be pulled out to be used as men, and all the tallest men can be pulled out to be used as livestock." After a pause, Wen Lulu Looking at the sky from a vicissitudes of life at a 45-degree angle, "As for me, I'm just an immortal little tough going to death."

Qiu Weiran felt a little pained, and frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

Little classmate Yu Zhen was very surprised when he heard the words: "You want to drag me into the pit of fire after being so hard-pressed, so you can do something?!"

Moss: ...

——The focus is still so accurately grasped.

Wen Lulu: ...

——Yu Xiaozhen's brain circuits are indeed different from those of normal people.

Qiu Weiran: ...

——Even if you want to be a mule, the majority of hero fans will not agree, okay?

Another example--

"I heard people in the department say that Moss is famous for his aloofness in the school, but these days I really haven't found any aloofness in him. Lulu, why don't you help clarify."

Speaking of this, Wen Lulu glared at his cousin fiercely: "He has always had an iceberg face since he was a child, will anyone believe me when I say he is not cold and cold?!"

Moss remained silent, drinking his soup gracefully.

"Since childhood?" Little classmate Yu Zhen blinked, "Sister, are you and Moss childhood sweethearts?"

Qiu Weiran was obviously taken aback: "Lulu is Moss's cousin, don't you know?"

Yu Zhen was also taken aback: "Why do you know?"

"Everyone in the ministry knows it, and it's not surprising that he knows it." After drinking the soup, he answered questions in time.

"Oh." Pian Pianzui: I just don't know how to hum!

"By the way, Yu Xiaozhen, do you have any honorable titles other than a hero? Nicknames are also fine."

Yu Zhen thought about it seriously, nodded seriously, and then said seriously, "Your Majesty."

Wen Diaomin almost spit out a mouthful of white rice, trying to hold back a laugh and quickly swallowed it, feeling like he was about to suffocate.

—— "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Eunuch Qiu clarified: "No, you are still Yu Shentong, Yu Shengmai, Yu Mary, Yu Jack, Yu Su, and more importantly, Yu Xiaozhu."

Upon hearing this, King Mo silently changed someone's caller profile picture to a little suckling pig wearing a crown, without making a sound, hiding his merit and fame.

In such a peaceful, friendly, warm and touching atmosphere, the song "Half Juice for You" rang out, which was very appropriate for the occasion.

Wen Lulu froze for a moment when she saw the caller ID, then signaled the other three to keep quiet, and answered the phone.

But before he could speak, the voice from over there came.

"Lulu, I've thought about it these days. Our personalities may not be suitable."

Wen Lulu's expression changed instantly: It's clear that you've done some investigation these days, haha.

But after thinking about it, the two of them will definitely not last long, so Wen Lulu did not overreact. She took the attitude of dealing with outsiders and nodded calmly: "I see, thank you for your care these days."

The other end of the phone was obviously stunned for a moment, and smiled awkwardly: "You are always so tight."

The voice is still the same as before, gentle, elegant, unhurried, just like him.

"You never wanted to understand me, who is full of loopholes." Wen Lulu lowered her head, unable to see the expression, and said in a very soft voice, "That's it, I wish you happiness."

"I wish you happiness too."

——So we broke up peacefully.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Lulu kept that posture without moving, wondering what went wrong.

——The madness towards friends and the conscientiousness towards work do not conflict with the gentleness, courtesy and humility of the two people's relationship, does it?

Moss continued to drink the soup without making a sound, and found that the soup was cold and picked up the thermos to drink water.

Yu Zhen looked at Wen Lulu, then at Qiu Weiran, lowered his head and poked the rice grains left on the dinner plate with a spoon.

Qiu Weiran kept looking at Wen Lulu, not knowing what to feel in his heart.

Finding that the atmosphere around her was depressed by herself, Wen Lulu adjusted her mood.

"Hey, you three can stay with me for a day." He looked up and wanted to laugh, but his eyes were red, "I'm broken in love."

Moss had never seen his cousin shed tears before. He froze for a moment, handed over a pack of tissues, and nodded.

Qiu Weiran felt that his heart was being pulled hard, but he didn't know how to react at the moment.

Yu Zhen couldn't see Fa Xiao'er's correct reaction, and felt that Wen Lulu's behavior was actually quite worrying, so he blinked: "Sister, you look a little ugly if you want to cry like this, if you dislike them, one has an iceberg face and the other is stupid If you are in a daze, I can lend you my shoulder, as long as you don't think the altitude is not high enough."

Iceberg Face: ...

Stupidly Leng: ...

Wen Lulu laughed through tears: "I don't despise your altitude, I despise your aesthetics! What the hell is a little ugly, my mother is an unprecedented beauty in the world!"

"Okay," the little classmate Yu Zhen who was despised by aesthetics shrugged, "Then, would you like to lend my shoulder to this beautiful sister, who is pear-blossoming and raining, and I feel pity for it?"

"come over."

Yu Zhen hurriedly got up, walked around in a circle and walked to the opposite side, being hugged by Wen Lulu who was just sitting on the seat like a pillow, felt his hoodie was wiped with tears all over his face.

"Well, it's more useful than Bingshan face and silly face, five-star praise, keep up the good work!" Wen Lulu buried her face in the child's arms, her voice muffled.

Iceberg Face: ...

Stupidly Leng: ...

Then this afternoon, the four people who had originally agreed to study hard together and make progress hand in hand every day set off to sing karaoke.

Seeing that the exam was approaching, Wen Lulu waved her hand: "I'll sing mine, and you can watch yours. I won't turn off the lights. Well, it's such a happy decision!"

Moss: "..."

——On what kind of experience it is to prepare for the exam in KTV.

Yu Zhen pushed Qiu Weiran and pretended to look around.

Qiu Weiran understood, scratched the back of his head, and asked worriedly: "Are you sure?"

"Well, it's okay, I just want to howl a few times, if you are tired from reviewing, you can come and sing."

Qiu Weiran nodded: "Okay, you can sing." Then he found a place to sit and took out a book from his bag.

Yu Zhenjiong: Xiao Qiuzi is indeed an idiot!

Then he found a seat and sat down, ready to scan the place Moss mentioned before.

Wen Lulu's voice is very nice, and her intonation is also good. If she sings a lyrical song, she must be very charming.

However, the songs she chose at this time were rock and roll songs, and she even wanted to tear the high notes, which made the audience frown.

Moss took out his textbook and compared his notes to write and draw: A woman who is broken in love is terrible.

Yu Zhen couldn't hold on after reading a few pages of the textbook, so he just hugged Moss's sketchbook and started flipping: Dad, I seem to suddenly understand why you don't like this kind of place.

Qiu Weiran was very worried, and went out early to buy a bottle of water and waited for the person singing in front of him to moisten his throat when he was tired.

For the next two hours, the small box was filled with the singing of the lovelorn comrade Wen Lulu.

It wasn't until 10 minutes before the limited time that she sat down in front of the karaoke stand as if the electricity was out, and cut out all the other songs, leaving only the last one.

—— "Eversleeping" eternal sleep.

OnceItr□□eledsevenseastofindmylove (I crossed seven oceans just to find my love)

AndonceIsang700songs (also sang seven hundred songs of love)

Well, maybeIstillh□□etowalk7000miles

UntilIfindtheonethatIbelong

Iwillrestmyheadsidebyside (I willrestmyheadsidebyside)

Totheonethatstaysinthenight

Iwilllosemybreathinmylastwordsofsorrow

Andwhatevercomeswillcomesoon

DyingIwillpraytothemoon (I will pray to the moon before I die)

Thatthereoncewillbeabettertomorrow

Once I crossed seven rivers to find my love (I crossed seven rivers to find my love)

Andonce, forsevenyears, Iforgotmyname

Well, ifIh□□etoIwilldiesevendeathsjusttolie

Inthearmsofmyeversleepingaim (I would like to use the reincarnation of the seventh world in exchange for eternal sleep in your arms)

Iwillrestmyheadsidebyside (I willrestmyheadsidebyside)

Totheonethatstaysinthenight

Iwilllosemybreathinmylastwordsofsorrow

Andwhatevercomeswillcomesoon

DyingIwillpraytothemoon (I will pray to the moon before I die)

Thatthereoncewillbeabettertomorrow

Idreamedlastnightthatthecametome (Last night, I met him in a dream, he was close to me)

Hesaid: My love, why do you cry? (He said, "Honey, why are you crying?")

Fornowitwon'tlonganymore

Untillinmycoldgr□□ewilllie

By the time she sang the second line, her voice was already hoarse, but Wen Lulu insisted on finishing the whole song indifferently.

Qiu Weiran wanted to snatch the microphone from Wen Lulu's hand, but was stopped by Yu Zhen.

"Don't, if you want to vent, vent it enough. It will be healed only when scabs form. Why does it always ooze pus?"

When the song ended and the microphone was put down, Wen Lulu finally felt relieved as if she had finally let go of something.

——Goodbye, this first love that ended without a disease.

——Since then, I have only loved.

The author has something to say:

#精紧read time:#

#歌词自己报，Please feel free to enlighten me~#