Xueba Raiders

nefleurquin'existequ'àunexemplairedanslesmillionsetlesmillionsd'étoiles,asuffitpourqu'ilsoitheureuxquandillesregarde.Ilsedit:Mafleurestlàquelquepart... He is happy. He can say to himself: My flower is on one of the stars...)"

The music style gradually changed, the lighting became darker and softer than before, the background changed, and the narrative became a memory on a small planet.

Lin Weizhen came out slowly behind the curtain.There was a fresh rose in his breast pocket, which was dazzling red against the black suit.The lighting engineer kept up with the rhythm very well. Lin Weizhen stood still, turned sideways, and smiled faintly.The sweetness of the past was perfectly hidden, although she was smiling, there was an indelible sadness in her eyes.

"Oh my God!" the girl in the back row covered her mouth and exclaimed in a low voice, "It's really beautiful!"

Jiang Feng froze for a moment, then turned to look at He Qing, and counted the number of roses in the other's inexplicable eyes—eighteen.

Jiang Feng pursed his mouth to suppress a smile, the more he suppressed it, the more he wanted to laugh.He didn't know that Lin Weizhen was playing the role of roses at the beginning, and he urged He Qing to buy roses just to add fire to the two of them.

Jiang Feng felt that he was a little genius, so he blinked fiercely at He Qing a few times, and motioned him to look at Lin Weizhen.It was only then that He Qing realized that when he was eating, he put the roses in the cubicle, probably the students from the drama club used them as props!

He Qing's throat twitched, and the rose on the stage suddenly had some metaphorical meanings, and it complemented the rose in his hand, forming an invisible thread.

"I didn't understand anything at that time," the little prince showed annoyed expression. He and Lin Weizhen stood at both ends of the stage, as if separated by a long river. "I should judge by his actions, not his words."

"How contradictory is Hua's mind," the little prince faced the audience, lost in reminiscence, "I was too young at the time, didn't know how to love, didn't know how to love him."

Lu Hui's voice was very contagious, and the background piano accompaniment obviously used a few accents, as if hitting He Qingxin.

He suddenly thought of many things. Thinking of the day when he ate fish hot pot, Lin Weizhen looked at himself pointedly and said, "I like it, of course I like it."

Memories are like a long shot, and all the hesitant words have their own context.

The little prince on the stage is about to leave his planet. He uproots the last few baobab trees and waters the roses for the last time.The director designed the farewell as a dance, which is one of the most brilliant parts. The accompaniment is very quiet, and silence is better than sound.

He Qing watched intently, his palms were sweaty and sticky.

"Good-bye," said the little prince, "good-bye."

"I'm going to cry," the girl in the back row whispered, "Rose is really wronged."

Another person comforted: "Watch the performance, don't get too involved in it."

But they are not the most involved in the play, He Qing can hardly tell whether he is an audience or a person in the play.

At the end of the song, Lin Weizhen took a short breath. I don't know if it was because the microphone on his head was too good to pick up the sound, or He Qing was too focused on listening, not even letting go of this little detail.

Lin Weizhen raised his head, looked towards the auditorium, and accidentally met He Qing's eyes.

With four eyes facing each other, something seemed ready to come out.

"Maisoui, jet'aime. (Yes, I love you)" Lin Weizhen said the last line of Rose slowly, "Tun'enasriensu, parmafaute. (But you never know)"

The author has something to say:

I especially like the metaphor of roses, and I finally have the opportunity to write it in a novel, happy! !

Today is a bit short because I reviewed "The Little Prince" before writing the article to find out how I feel QAQ, and then I will go to class after writing this QAQ

Thanks to the French consultant for helping to find the original French lines!It is the original text!happy~

I hope readers like the romantic Linlin! (and writers seeking romance =w=shy) Love you guys.

感谢在2020-05-2412:42:19~2020-05-2512:59:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Feifei is not a king;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 19 bottles of Beijuan; 10 bottles of Green Man Girl; 5 bottles of Miaoermi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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## Chapter 23

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An hour and a half passed in a hurry, and the performance soon came to an end.The gentle piano melody is like pouring out in the middle of the night, and the pilot stands in the center of the stage, as if looking at the stars in the distance.

"If a little boy appears at this moment," said he, "with fair hair, laughing, and not answering questions, you will surely guess who he is. Please tell me, give me some comfort, write me a letter .”

"Tell me he's back."

The pilot bowed deeply, and when he raised his head again, the lights suddenly turned on, and a line of "LAFIN" (the end of the whole play) appeared on the screen.

The audience applauded thunderously, and Jiang Feng clapped his hands so hard that his palms turned red. He turned to Zhao Linlin and said, "Your school's performance level is really good! You can put it in the city to participate in the competition!"

Many audience members were even more excited than Jiang Feng, and shouts of "bravo" sounded one after another in the back row.Zhao Linlin also cheered a few times, and said with a smile: "Of course, W University's humanities are still very strong, and the school in the outer courtyard has also given a lot of resources to support."

While the two were chatting casually, the curtain of the stage had been closed and opened. The leading actor Lu Hui stood in the middle and waved to both sides. The actors came to the stage one by one and stood in a row. The piano accompaniment was also invited to accept the cheers of the audience.

A boy in the front row suddenly rushed to the stage amidst the booing, and stuffed a bouquet of flowers for the girl who was playing the piano.This is great, he seems to have dropped a bomb on the stage, the actors and the audience screamed together, the boy started to be shy after delivering the flowers, scratched his head and retreated, the girl took the flowers, blushing like an apple, but Laughing from ear to ear.

The sound engineer played the love song just right, and the atmosphere in the venue became more enthusiastic.Jiang Feng pushed He Qing, and shouted amidst the noise: "Hurry up, hurry up, old He!"

"Wait," Zhao Linlin swept across a row of actors, and said suddenly, "Why isn't Lin Weizhen on stage?"

He Qing found out earlier than Zhao Linlin, holding the bouquet of roses tightly in his hands, feeling a little uneasy.

Lin Weizhen has been in the backstage cubicle since he left the stage, sitting in the corner silently, holding a bottle of mineral water in both hands, and only took a few sips in half an hour.

"What's wrong?" Ge Yan came over and asked, "Uncomfortable?"

"It's okay," Lin Weizhen raised his head and smiled, "I'm a little nervous on stage, just take it easy."

Ge Yan comforted: "Don't be nervous, I watched it, and the acting is pretty good! How many girls' hearts will the fangirl harvester take away this time?"

Lin Weizhen smiled and didn't answer any more. Ge Yan saw that he was fine, so she went about her own business.

Lin Weizhen's heart was beating so fast that it was about to burst. He Qing's arrival was an accident. He couldn't restrain himself. He wanted to look at him and say what was hidden in his heart.The rose on his chest didn't seem to be a flower, but the heavy thoughts he had condensed hundreds of days and nights.

Why is he here?

Why did he come with roses?

Ecstasy, self-denial and longing intertwined back and forth, Lin Weizhen raised his head and took a deep breath, unscrewed the lid, and was about to take another sip of water when he suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Senior?"

Xiao Wenqian opened the curtain and walked in slowly.

She is the manager of the club and did not participate in the performance, but she has to worry about things big and small, and she is busy from beginning to end.Lin Weizhen raised his eyes and smiled at her: "You've worked hard today, what's the matter?"

Xiao Wenqian put her hands behind her back and her fingers were entangled. She wanted to take a step forward, but she felt that she was too close. She was afraid that she would retreat, so she simply stayed where she was: "If it's convenient for the senior... I have something to say."

"You have to send the flowers," Jiang Feng patted He Qing's shoulder, "walk around, go to the backstage to find someone."

After Jiang Feng finished speaking, he winked at Zhao Linlin, and the two had a good understanding. Zhao Linlin quickly answered, "Is Lao Lin uncomfortable? Usually actors have to come for this kind of curtain call. You can see that in the play, all the businessmen who play tricks will go up. A familiar character like Rose, even though it's a supporting role, can't help but come out."

Jiang Feng couldn't help sighing in his heart: "My future girlfriend is really smart!"

He Qing nodded lightly, but Jiang Feng could see that he couldn't wait, so he simply sent the Buddha to the west, and pushed He Qing to the cubicle.

The performance tonight was really a success, all the students from the drama club were honored, and a few girls were taking selfies with great interest.Zhao Linlin stepped forward to say hello and asked, "Is Lin Weizhen inside?"

"Yes," the girl said, "you should rest and drink water inside."

Jiang Feng thanked them, walked forward and said: "Look, I'll just say