My senior is too affectionate

Looking back on meeting but not seeing each other in life is just believing that you have loved without regret. Those growing pains have become silent until now, and what you have is nothing more than everything you have given.The tears in the time are the footnotes written by hard work. When the sun rises tomorrow, everything will be gone. Years of running around is just a persistent pursuit.

Everyone has delusions, but love needs a kind of dignity and strength of character. A touch of red at the node of youth will stay on the lotus flower, swaying the style of not getting old.

It was Liu Yang's turn to perform soon, and Liu Yang wasn't very nervous. Compared with the greasy dances of the fat guys in front, his music could be said to be a clear stream in the water of Prajna Lake.

However, for Mu Feng, Liu Yang has a little bit of inferiority complex, and he is actually not very confident about whether he can win the competition.After all, there are still half of the people behind me who haven't shown it, so it's not guaranteed if there is some trump card to push me down all at once.Moreover, Liu Yang is also burdened with the pressure of a promise, the promise he made to someone.

All he paid attention to was that there was no one in the seat where Mu Feng should sit. Mu Feng clearly said very seriously that he would definitely come to see Liu Yang's performance.

"The next one, Liu Yang from class five."

There was warm applause from the audience.

Liu Yang took a deep breath and took the first step. After a few steps, "Oh, I'm going" and fell to the ground. The audience was silent for a while.

Liu Yang really wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in, it's too embarrassing, especially after hearing the burst of laughter after a brief silence, my God!What a shame!

"Hey! This little chubby fairy in ancient style didn't stand still when he came down to earth!"

"..." Liu Yang stood up accompanied by laughter and the host's sarcasm. Fortunately, there was no makeup, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.

Liu Yang walked over slowly, lifted his robe back and sat on the seat, the moment the robe floated up really felt like a fairy, especially the moment Liu Yang played the piano, everyone rubbed their eyes.

After calming down, Liu Yang started his own performance, just like the usual training, he closed his eyes, played with his heart, and played out the pure land in his heart.

The melodious and low-pitched sound of the piano came, like a decadent sound, echoing the sky.It's like drizzle hitting plantains, it's silent when you hear it from a distance, but it's still in your ears when you listen quietly.Slowly intoxicated in this low-key piano sound.

No one in the audience made a big movement, and no one dared to destroy this beautiful artistic conception. The majestic piano sound was melodious and long, very peaceful.

Liu Yang was also completely immersed in it, playing a piece that seemed very familiar in his heart, the piece was played for him alone, everything was beautiful, the beautiful time when you and I were drinking and having fun in the smoky fairyland surrounded by green mountains and green waters, full of joy. happiness.

Suddenly, worries filled my heart, and a sudden sense of sadness came.Just like in Li Daoyuan's "Three Gorges", "the ape cries three times and tears stain his clothes", just like the departure of a relative, when saying goodbye, only the back is seen from a distance, and as the distance gradually fades away, the shadow cannot be caught by hand , but you can only bless in your heart, even if you can't be with you.

In this hair-like drizzle, sail away with your own ambitions.With the rotation of the fingers, the speed increases.When it is passionate, it is like a mountain and flowing water, flowing down slowly, turbulent and whirling, with the fiery original heart.

The enthusiasm that swelled in my heart was finally wiped out by the cold reality with the passage of time. The pain that no one can understand lingered in my heart. No one can replace that person, the person who may never be available, The love that is widely circulated in people's mouth will not come to oneself after all.

After all, what is love?Maybe we don’t understand love yet, we depend on each other in life and death, or love each other, Liang Zhu’s love has been passed down to this day, how enviable, how many boys and girls are enlightened by this bleak love story, and imagine that they can also get this kind of love.

Fantasies are always fantasies, and the more beautiful the more shattered, the crueler it will be.

Liu Yang also sneaked a glance at Mu Feng while playing, the seat was still empty, no one was there, maybe he didn't want to watch this kind of boring performance.

It's fine if you don't come, so you won't be restrained, because Liu Yang dare not look Mu Feng directly in the eyes.I'm afraid that I can't help but tell the truth buried in my heart, the closer I get to him, the more I can't help but want to express my heart to him.

And whether there will be a small territory of his own in Mufeng's secret, if so, it's better not to say it!No reason, just bury it!

And Liu Yang glanced at the white seal next to the empty seat from the corner of the eye for the second time, and looked at his every move with a smile on his face, wondering what he was thinking?I also don't understand why he pesters me, obviously he has countless girls chasing after him, and any one he pulls out is better than him, at least it's a girl!

Liu Yang didn't notice it either, the moment he glanced at Bai Yin, the sound of the piano also changed, from melancholy to contradictory, chaotic and chaotic, with constant cutting and reasoning.

With the seamless connection between the last note and the audience's applause, it also means that Liu Yang's performance has come to a perfect conclusion, and the host followed the procedure on the stage to carry out the interlude.

Liu Yang walked off the stage silently, and Mu Feng didn't come until the last moment, feeling very uncomfortable.

Just find a stool and sit down, wait in silence, think about nothing, do nothing, just sit like that.

"I heard it all"

Liu Yang turned his head along with the voice, Mu Feng's affectionate expression made Liu Yang's face turn red suddenly, and his heart beat wildly.

"You're talking nonsense, you're not even in the audience"

"I can hear you better in the background!"

"Then how did you say it played?"

Mu Feng didn't know why when he thought of the melody of the piano sound, he felt a strange feeling in his heart, and when he thought about Liu Yang's expression when he played, his heart felt a sudden pain, although it was only for a moment, it seemed to be dripping blood. At that moment, Mu Feng seemed to be able to recall the rhythm in his mind.

"Very good" Mu Feng pretended to be perfunctory. At this time, his mind was also in a mess and he didn't want to say too much.

Liu Yang curled his lips at him, eating half of the lipstick on his lips. "I knew you would say that"

"Really? Then you really have a flash, little fat pig."

"Thank you for the compliment, little wood"

However, this conversation was interrupted again, which was annoying.

"Student Liu Yang, I'm a reporter from the school newspaper. After watching your performance, I feel that the response is good. I want to interview you."

A female student with round glasses came over, holding a microphone, followed by two or three men holding unknown objects, approaching menacingly, it seemed impossible to avoid.

To be honest, Liu Yang really didn't want to participate in this kind of boring and nonsense activities. How could he have expected that when he turned to look at Mu Feng, there was no sign of him, only the stuff that he didn't know when it was stuffed into his hands was left. A bouquet of unknown little red flowers.Mu Feng is just Mu Feng, even if he has become a little cheerful, he is still rigid Mu Feng.

"Why did you choose Guzheng, a unique performance!"

"Uh...I...oh...Because I think Guzheng can cultivate our sentiments, and can even associate with our lives through the sound of the piano. Sound is the best transmission medium. I think each of us has imagined our own beautiful future. , so I chose to use this method to help recall previous dreams.”

A flashy piece of fake can’t be faked anymore. In fact, the real reason is that I have tone insufficiency, my limbs are uncoordinated, I can’t sing, I can’t dance. Played so well, hehehe!

"Oh." The reporter nodded thoughtfully, and asked again, "Did you fully melt into the music when you played it, because I listened to it the whole time, and I felt very sad!"

"Uh... this..." Well!I can't make it up, I have no choice but to be honest "I don't know"

Liu Yang's answer seemed to end the entire interview at once. The corners of the reporter's smiling eyes twitched. This was the first time she had encountered such a deadly conversation, so she kept smiling, trying to make Liu Yang let go of the truth. So little information, and then I can go back and associate it, spread it, and write about him and a thousand or eight hundred words.

"I don't know? How could it be!"

"It's normal to be a fan of the authorities!"

"That's...that's right." The reporter looked embarrassed. It may be that she has too little work experience, so no one else is to blame.

Liu Yang stared at him, and muttered, "I just hope he can feel it."