The whole world is begging for my debut

"Today's class ends here, get out of class is over!"

Cheng Yige stretched his waist, and said lazily with a long ending.

Compared to his swaying figure as soon as he came out of class, Wen Shi still sat upright, nodded and said, "Okay, thank you, Mr. Cheng, I will trouble you today too."

Cheng Yige waved his hand lazily: "How many times have I said this, no need to thank you, you are so polite every time. Be casual, relax, I'm not such a difficult person to get along with, am I?"

Wen Shi smiled and said nothing.

Looking at his appearance, you can tell whether he has listened or not, so Cheng Yige doesn't bother with this topic anymore. After getting along with him for a long time, he also understands that Wen Shi's temper is too indifferent, and he treats everyone in a lukewarm manner. , he doesn't hate it.

However, he was still curious why the other party would be keen on it?

Thinking of this, as soon as his eyeballs rolled, thoughts flooded up.He said, "It's still early, let's have a chat."

Wen Shi has no objection: "Yes. But, what are we talking about?"

"Just chat casually! For example..." Cheng Yige pondered, "How about the music arrangement?"

"This..." Wen Shi looked at the composition interface in front of him, then shook his head embarrassingly, "I haven't compiled it yet, sorry."

Cheng Yige smiled tolerantly: "What apologies, I'm not here to check the homework - can you tell me which step I'm stuck on?"

Wen Shi lowered his eyes, which made him look a little depressed.He said: "I tried to make it up, but the effect came out..."

He paused and frowned, as if struggling with how to describe it.

"Is there a sample song?" Cheng Yige asked after watching him for a while.

Wen Shi hesitated for a while, then nodded: "Yes, but only a small part."

"Call it out and let me hear it."

"……it is good."

Wen Shi started to operate the computer, and quickly called up the song he composed, and clicked to play.

The sound of music sounded in the quiet arrangement room.

This piece of music is not long, only about 20 seconds, and it will be played quickly.

"Well--"

After listening, Cheng Yige rested his chin and began to think for a long time, while Wen Shi quietly waited for his comment.

It took a long time for Cheng Yige to finish thinking, and commented: "First of all, I would like to praise you, the quality is very high, the elements used in the song are very rich, and I have used all the skills I taught you."

"Thank you." Wen Shi nodded, but his expression didn't relax. This comment didn't make him happy.

"But," Cheng Yige's voice sank suddenly, "I don't know what to say."

Wen Shi pursed his lips.

"To me, this piece of music is just a superposition of notes, and I use skills to connect them." Cheng Yige said slowly, "I can't capture what you want to express from it. Is it happiness or sadness? Or Are you in love, or have you been dumped?"

He shrugged. "I don't know."

"Can you understand what I'm saying?" After Cheng Yige finished speaking, his expression became tangled, "It needs to be felt with the intuition of music, it may be a little abstract, and it's hard to express it accurately in words..."

Wen Shi shook his head: "No, I can understand."

He was silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, his tone was a little sad, "I think so too."

Cheng Yige looked at him, his face showed a trace of bewilderment and loss, and he seemed quite troubled by it.

"What were you thinking when you composed the music?" Cheng Yige asked softly.

Wen Shi shook his head: "I'm not thinking about anything."

"This is the problem!" Cheng Yige suddenly raised his voice and shouted.

"Huh?" Wen Shi looked at him in confusion.

"Remember what I told you before that composing music is to express what you think in your heart?"

Wen Shi recalled it and nodded.

"Since you want to express what you think in your heart, how can you not think about it?" Cheng Yige looked at him with a smile, "As long as it touches your heart, you can make a fuss about it."

"I was touched..." Wen Shi murmured, raising his hand to rub his forehead.

Cheng Yige blinked at him and said, "By the way, let me teach you a formula."

"The formula?"

Cheng Yige nodded, leaned closer, and said mysteriously, "The formula for the arrangement."

Hearing this, Wen Shi's expression suddenly became focused, and he looked at him intently.

Cheng Yige smiled, and said leisurely: "Don't be too far away from life."

"Ok?"

Seeing those beautiful transparent eyes filled with puzzlement, Cheng Yige put one hand on his chin and the other on the table, tapped his fingers on the table rhythmically, and said with a smile: "Creation is nothing more than From life. Most of your feelings come from your experiences in life, like—"

"The rose in the living room."

Hearing him mention this suddenly, Wen Shi suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Rose?"

"Yes, it's that rose." Cheng Yige smiled secretly when he saw his reaction.

When he came today, he immediately saw the rose on the coffee table in the hall.

The contrast of bright red roses to the cool-toned hall is so obvious that people can spot it at a glance.However, although the existence of roses is abrupt, it gives people a sense of surprise, just like the flowers growing suddenly in the desert.

He has been here many times, but he has never seen this rose. After asking Aunt Wang, the other party told him that Wen Shi went out a few days ago and brought it back. She let her dispose.Aunt Wang thought it was a pity to throw it away, so she found a vase and put it in the living room, adding a touch of color to this cold space.

"Did someone give you the rose?" Cheng Yige asked with a smile.

Wen Shi was silent, but the roots of his ears were inexplicably red.

Seeing this, Cheng Yige whistled, and said nonchalantly, "Oh, we're all grown-ups now, so what's so blushing about sending a flower to show your love? You're such a baby—but by the way, hey, who is it?" ?”

Looking at the other party's increasingly malicious smile, Wen Shi whispered in embarrassment: "It's not what you think..."

"What's that like?"

Wen Shi kept silent.

Cheng Yige struggled for a long time without prying a word out of his mouth, he was a little frustrated at the moment, but he soon cheered up again.

"Forget it, don't say it if you don't want to say it." He shrugged, then coughed lightly, and became serious again, "I'm not here to gossip about you, just to give you an example, you can think about what it was when you received the flowers Feeling. Whether you like it or not, no matter what, you won’t feel nothing.”

"As long as you have feelings, you can weave them into the tune. This is the precious experience life has given you, remember it."

"Yeah!" Wen Shi nodded with red ears.

"Good boy." Cheng Yige reached out and rubbed his head, "I just like obedient and smart kids like you."

"It's almost time, and I should go." Cheng Yige looked at the time and stood up, "I hope that when we meet next time, you can compose a song that satisfies you."

Wen Shi followed suit and stood up: "Okay, I will work hard."

"Well, come on! Bye."

The weather was overcast.

Wen Shi glanced out the car window, it looked like it would rain any moment.

Hope it won't come down before we go back, he didn't bring an umbrella.

He just came back from the Conservatory of Music. He only listened to two classes today, so he came back early, and now he is going back by car.

Withdrawing his gaze, he continued to stare at the back of the chair in front of him, tapping his fingers on his knees, but it was chaotic, without any pattern.

He knocked for a while, then stopped, and sighed softly. He still had no idea about the arrangement.

Although Cheng Yige gave him a hint last time, and even stated that he could start with the rose incident, Wen Shi was unwilling to make a fuss about it. This incident was an oolong from the beginning to the end, a misunderstanding, and some solved Yes, some are still being misunderstood.

For example, his relationship with Shang Siyan.

Thinking of the situation when he got the rose, Wen Shi had a headache. He knew it was a misunderstanding, but he couldn't help but blush in front of Shang Siyan.

Obviously the other party is still calm and composed, but he is flustered and at a loss. Compared with the two, it is really embarrassing.

In front of that person, why is he always so embarrassed?It's the same in the bar, it's the same with the argument with the parents, it's the same when you get lost at the conservatory, it's the same when you get the rose.

Can I be more embarrassed?

The bus turned a corner, and the range was too large. Sitting in the last row, his body shook involuntarily. He quickly grabbed the handrail to stabilize his body.

I remember that time in the car too, a cat jumped out suddenly, the car braked suddenly and he crashed into Shang Siyan's arms...

Wen Shi shook his head, trying to get these distracting thoughts out of his mind.

By the way, cat!

The scene in front of me became familiar. It was near the dormitory of the former company. When he was still there, he fed a wild cat named Xiaohua.

Don't know what happened to it.

Wen Shi got up and walked towards the car door.

Not long after getting out of the car, he came to the dormitory. At this point, everyone else should be training in the company, so he shouldn't bump into him.

I searched around the places where Xiaohua often haunts, but Wen Shi still didn't see that familiar color.

"Little flower—"

There was no response to the successive shouts, Wen Shi frowned. In the past, as long as he barked twice, that well-behaved kitten would wag its tail and come to him to beg for food, but now it couldn't find it everywhere.

Is it because he hasn't been here for so long that the cat forgot him, or did he go out to find something to eat?

Wen Shi stood there and waited for a while, but Xiao Hua was still nowhere to be seen, so he could only give up.

He was about to turn around and leave when suddenly he heard something.

"Meow~"

It's meowing, but very faintly.

Wen Shi listened carefully, the cry continued, intermittently, as if it would disappear at any moment.

After looking for the sound, Wen Shi walked to the edge of a green belt, pushed aside the dense grass, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his pupils suddenly constricted.

The kitten with dirty fur tried to raise its head and let out a weak cry: "Meow~"

"Little flower?" Wen Shi called out its name with difficulty.

"Meow~"

The kitten raised its left front paw to reach him, but the small front paw was hanging down unnaturally at this moment, as if the supporting bones had disappeared.

Wen Shi saw that the mottled blood on it had dried up, and the hideous wound was shocking.

"Meow~"

The weak cry came to his ears again, and Wen Shi suddenly trembled, no, save it!

The rain that has not fallen for a long time finally fell, and the autumn rain drenched on the body, which was as cold as the bone.

Wen Shi was running on the road wearing only a thin T-shirt, holding a cardboard box in his arms, which contained his coat and a cat.

He asked for the cardboard box from the housekeeper he knew. The housekeeper told him that the cat had been run over by a car and broke its leg. It had been three days, but no one cared about it. She fed some food, but the cat’s condition was still getting weaker and weaker. Can't last long.

Knowing that he wanted to save the cat, the dormitory manager showed a hesitant expression, and finally just told him the location of the nearest pet hospital.

It is about three kilometers from here to the pet hospital. Wen Shi wanted to take a taxi, but the sudden heavy rain made the cars on the road full of passengers, and even the bus refused to allow pets to board.

Looking at the kitten whose breathing was getting weaker and weaker, Wen Shi could only decide to run over.

Pedestrians with umbrellas on the road looked at this thinly dressed boy running in the heavy rain with surprise on their faces, but Wen Shi didn't care about it, he just wanted to reach the pet hospital as soon as possible.

He must hurry, and hurry!

The rain is cold on the body, but the lungs are hot, as hot as suffocation.

There is an intersection ahead, and the countdown to the green light is in jeopardy.

Pick up speed when warm and get ready to plow through.

"Bah-ah-"

Horns blare loudly very close by.

Wen Shi turned his head to look, and saw a car speeding towards him.