Song about you

After all, Quan stayed at the idiot's house that night.

The family members were somewhat surprised when they heard that he planned to sleep out at a classmate's house, but they didn't say much.For teenage boys, this should have been a very common thing.However, it is too troublesome to go home and turn back. It is still a rush hour when the roads are congested, so it is a complete waste of time no matter what you think. Leo didn't give him a chance to think about it, he pulled him into the room, his hand was unexpectedly strong, Quan followed him into the door with half a push.

Dinner was fried hamburger meat - Ruka's strong request, Quan's expression was a little bit very obviously displeased, but he couldn't vent his displeasure on the little girl.He fiddled with the steak in the pot with a wooden spatula, and squinted at Leo beside him.The guy was sitting on the counter, writing scores on a stack of manuscript paper without any haste.

Normal operation.Thinking this way, Quan raised his foot and kicked the opponent's calf when passing by: "I can't eat hamburger meat."

"Well, umm... Then Sena eats what she likes. What do you want to eat? The most delicious ingredients are delicious inspirations." Leo was talking nonsense absent-mindedly, and wrote two more lines on his hand , raised his head after he stopped writing, stared blankly at Quan in front of him and thought for a while, then clapped his hands suddenly, "Ah! The treasure Sena is looking for is in the refrigerator!"

Quan followed this tip and found a box of vegetable salad in the refrigerator.No one in Yueyong's family is used to eating this, it should be specially prepared for him.

... I don't know whether I should thank the other party for their intentions or laugh at myself for being so pitiful.he thinks.

It's going too far for someone who can only eat salad to watch other people eat hamburger meat.Quan quickly finished his dinner and went to Leo's room.I should sort out the books I brought back today, and it will be more convenient when I bring them home.

Without realizing it himself, Izumi was sorting out his books while humming a little tune with a light-hearted mood.It was a bit late when he found out, the door of the room had been pushed open a crack at some point, and two heads poked in a little bit. Ruka looked a bit embarrassed by being smashed, but Leo seemed to have done nothing wrong, finally found the opportunity to give up patience, opened the door with a big smile and rushed in, grabbed a stack of blanks from the table paper and start writing.

"——Excellent, hahahahahaha, although it is still not very pleasant, but Sena's singing helped me find inspiration again! If you want to divide it, it should be the most precious category! Oh no, no, hurry up It will be too late to finish writing..."

Ruka also came in, still looking very embarrassed, Quan hurriedly said before the other party started to apologize to him: "It's okay——Ruka, where do you keep your brother's old textbooks?"

The little girl pointed to the bottom of Leo's bed.

It's too much trouble.Quan clicked his tongue in displeasure, then bent down mercifully and pushed in the stack of books that belonged to Leo, which he had helped tidy up earlier.He heard Ruka's slight eagerness as he came out carefully.

"...That, Brother Quan, are you my brother's friend?"

Quan almost subconsciously refused for a moment, he wanted to turn his head to watch Ruka speak, but was caught off guard by the bed board and bumped his head.

To be honest, he didn't know if such a relationship could be defined as a friend.Should it count?He reflected on his own relationships and realized how inexperienced he was on the topic.

Leo is his... classmate, partner in the same group.That's how they explained it to Ruka at first.At that time, it seemed that no one specifically mentioned the concept of "friends".Quickly flashed some previous pictures in his mind, Quan rubbed the back of his head, glanced at Leo who was still creating with great enthusiasm, and then at Ruka who was startled by this small accident, in order to solve the trouble Nodding on the principle of priority.

The effect was immediate, and the little girl seemed to have forgotten the episode just now (but she still looked at Quan's head several times with obvious worry).She said in a low voice that she was going back to her room, and seemed to stand up happily.

Quan thought for a while, and somehow blurted out the question that was in his mind: "Does your brother's classmates...friends or something, come to the house often?"

"No." Ruka turned around at the door and said, "Except for Brother Quan, no one else has been here."

It's not something that should be surprising, but Seinaquan still felt that his previous train of thought was interrupted again because of this answer, and he glanced in Leo's direction again, which happened to be written by a new paper The sheet music blurred his face.

"Let's start practicing from this today!" Yueyong Leo announced loudly in a completely irrefutable tone.

How can I get better at singing?

If you want to briefly summarize it, you can basically use "more practice" to describe it without making mistakes.However, the process of implementing it may not be enough to describe in detail if the four words are expanded to a length of [-] times.Later, Sena Izumi also felt that even if there was a bonus as a past event, the process of practicing singing was still an out-and-out black history-enough to the extent that people don't want to recall it at all.

Fortunately, there are only three of them in Yueyong's family. To be honest, if there are elders at home, Quan would not agree to practice here no matter what.

"But it's really fun!" Leo said with a smile while sitting on the floor.There seemed to be more and more drafts written around him, and he didn't know what kind of inspiration such a solo concert had brought him.

Quan drank more than half of the glass of water in one breath, rolled up a stack of music scores and hit Leo's head hard twice. The latter was completely unaffected by his cloudy expression, and just slid down and lay down. On the floor, still laughing non-stop.

"I'm going back," said Quan, throwing the sheet music in Leo's face.

He didn't say that because he was really angry or something.These days, he has stayed at Yue Yong's house intermittently a few times, but there are also times when he has to do other work.For example, tomorrow there is a photography job that I have to participate in early in the morning. Quan should have gone home earlier to make some preparations.

Leo had heard him talk about the arrangement a long time ago, and it seems that he hasn't forgotten it now.He pushed the manuscript covering his face away a little, revealing only the upper half of his face with eyes, and his voice sounded muffled when he spoke under the pages: "If you can keep practicing, you will improve even more. Bar……"

"You can practice when you go back," Quan shrugged. "If you want to let the whole group practice together, you can't let everyone come to your house—oh," he paused, realizing the thought It seems that it can be realized without any obstacles, "... Is that what you plan to do?"

"No—yes—" the answer was drawn out.

Quan picked up his things from the ground and stuffed them roughly into his backpack: "So..."

"Because I like Sena very much." Leo maintained the posture lying on his back, cut off the other person's words confidently and continued, "It's very beautiful, the voice is also very nice, and... oh, anyway, I was I came to you because I heard Sena's voice. It really is the most suitable voice for singing!"

"Huh? Is it possible to write music even if your ears are broken?" Quan stood up straight with his backpack in his hand, and waved casually at people, "I'm leaving."

"tomorrow--"

"I know, you are really troublesome." Quan said, "It didn't take long...the vacation is coming to an end."