He always wants to kill this scum

There is longing in Zhang Wei's eyes, but his face is full of anxiety: "I promised my mother..."

"It's fine if you like it." Zhao Yan said solemnly: "No one can walk the future path for you. You are walking on your own, so no one has the right to interfere with your choice. It can be seen that you like playing drums very much. Brother Wei!"

"Yeah Brother Wei, I really want to see how you play the drums." Huang Xiaoya pushed Zhang Wei to the front of the drum and pressed him on the chair, took the drum hammer and handed it to Zhang Wei: "Come on!"

Zhang Wei held the drum hammer in his hand tightly and took a deep breath. With firm and flexible fingers in his eyes, he turned the drum hammer in a circle and went ahead.The moment the drums sounded, the world seemed to be left with only this rhythmic and dynamic sound. They had never seen Zhang Wei with such a handsome and serious side. In Xie Huan's opinion, the Zhang Wei they knew before was not The real Zhang Wei, only at this moment, felt that he was so real!

Huang Xiaoya had studied music before, and was soon drawn into Zhang Wei's super sense of rhythm. He walked to the piano and sat down, tried the sound of the piano, and played with Zhang Wei on the piano and drum.The music is simple but bright and full of emotion.Xie Huan took out his mobile phone and took a group photo with them and sent it to WeChat—the most romantic couple in history, the love story that Huang Xiaoya and Brother Wei had to talk about.

The music quickly attracted the attention of some students, and the music room was blocked in just a few minutes.The drum beat stopped first, and the sound of Huang Xiaoya's piano also came to an end. The applause was so enthusiastic that it was overwhelming.I don't know when the music teacher came in, and he pulled Huang Xiaoya to chat with Zhang Wei with interest.

It was a bit late when we returned to the dormitory, and the four of us were walking in the quiet campus. Huang Xiaoya was always the one with the most fun: "Your Majesty, did you take a few more handsome photos for us? Maybe you can charge us more tomorrow." A love letter, hahaha!"

"Huang Xiaoya, you are only so promising!" Zhao Yan scolded with a smile.Huang Xiaoya sighed pretentiously: "Yes, who is like our classmate Shitou, who is both talented and beautiful with great ambitions and ambitions!"

Zhang Wei was preoccupied, and Xie Huan remained silent for the first time.Zhao Yan is the one who knows best how to read faces, and quickly noticed something wrong with them: "Brother Wei, Ah Huan, you don't look right, what's wrong?"

Xie Huan smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled: "It's nothing, I feel so tired today! I'm going back to the dormitory to sleep."

That night, Xie Huan suffered from insomnia. He lay in bed and couldn’t fall asleep. He used to feel that he had found a kindred spirit and a confidant. He used to think that the three brothers were the closest to him, but Xie Huan finally discovered that the distance between them turned out to be very far away. .

They can mess around with themselves, eat and drink with themselves, and be willful with themselves, but they always know their goals and directions when they are crazy with themselves. This is the real gap between him and them.The shrewd and steady Zhao Yan knows what he wants sensibly.Zhang Wei, who hides his secrets, has his dreams and aspirations. Even Huang Xiaoya, who is usually the most disappointing, can play the piano well. Maybe his Chinese painting is better than the piano, otherwise he would not be recommended by the teacher to enter the school.

I used to think that he understood them, but in fact he never understood them. Instead, it was himself. The blankness is so simple that people can see through it at a glance.When Huang Xiaoya took it for granted that he got into the school through connections, Xie Huan's face seemed to be slapped severely, and it was heavy and painful.