[Golden String + Net King] Arc

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"In Bach's life, he has created many famous pieces..." On the podium, the old professor's words talked about boring music theory without ups and downs, which lulled people to sleep.

On the seat, the boy with long purple hair looked at the tablemate who was added today beside him, and smiled vaguely.

Bored, the girl switched hands to support her head, and yawned in an extremely inelegant manner.

Really, boring.school life.

"Hey, Qing, I haven't had time to ask this morning, what musical instrument are you majoring in?" A crumpled ball of paper was thrown by a girl with short chestnut hair sitting in front of Qing Yu, "Let me introduce myself, I am Feng See Sa, majoring in jazz drums."

Qing Yu rubbed her sleepy eyes, scanned the content on the paper, and smiled.

He raised his head, just in time to see the girl smiling brightly and winking mischievously.

Really, passionate girl.

Before he had time to write anything down, the old professor pushed his black glasses, "Kazami, maybe you can tell me what Bach's "Well-Tempered Piano Collection" is known for?"

Near the end of the noon get out of class, he was called out by this famously stern old professor, and the whole class cast a sympathetic glance at the lively Feng Jian.

"Eh..." After thinking hard for a while, but to no avail, he simply shrugged, "Sorry, Professor."

The professor squinted his eyes, let out a "hum" when the get out of class bell rang, and walked out of the classroom aggressively.

Kazami looked back in distress, raking his short chestnut hair, "Well, really. Why did the old man pick me up? Mingming Qingsang didn't listen carefully."

Really, I am familiar with it.

Qing Yu chuckled, "The Old Testament with keyboard music."

"what?"

"Bach's Well-Tempered Piano Collection is known as the 'Old Testament of keyboard music'." Qing Yu explained in a good-tempered manner, then narrowed her eyes a little, like a lazy cat. "And, I'm majoring in... piano."

Therefore, even if she is drawn, there will be no problem.

Kazami puffed up his face and slumped his shoulders.Carefully glanced at the purple-haired young man with an unfathomable gentle smile beside Qing Yu, and muttered softly, "It's only been a long time, how did you get infected?!"

The black belly is really contagious.

I saw that Yuki Azuma's smile deepened a bit.

Declining Kazami's invitation to have lunch together, everyone in the classroom left one by one, until only the new tablemates by the window were left.

Qing Yu brushed the strands of black hair that were hanging down in front of her eyes behind her ears, and smiled, "Hey, after just a few words, someone actually noticed our resemblance."

Pushing away the textbook in front of her, the girl walked out of the classroom leisurely. When she reached the door, she paused, her voice slightly mocking, "Really? Brother..."

**

"Thank you." Qing Yu opened the lunch box in her hand, narrowing her eyes happily.The refreshing vegetarian dish is served with steamed pork ribs, which is nutritious and refreshing.Sure enough, it was Lian who understood her taste.

I have to say that the boy Tsukimori, who went to a Chinese restaurant to pack lunch, has a heart.

Yue Sen put down the violin in his hand, picked up the lunch box and sat down beside Qing Yu.The wind from the roof blew their hair, bringing a trace of tranquility in the noisy campus at noon.

Both of them were raised with strict education, and they behaved elegantly and quietly when they ate.

After a while, after putting down the finished meal, Qing Yu looked curiously at the rooftop.It's a good place to practice.

Yue Sen also packed the lunch box without saying a word.

Qing Yu withdrew her gaze, looked at Yue Sen who was still silent, and smiled secretly in her heart, but on her face she showed a questioning look of doubt, "Lian?"

Yuesen turned his head somewhat concealed, and pursed his lips.

The corner of Qing Yu's mouth rose a little.

awkward guy.But because she told him when she came to school this morning that she was going to be in the same high school as him, not the second year but the third year, she secretly darkened her face all morning, and the depression is still going on till now.

This temperament has not changed.He almost never loses his temper at the people around him, even the occasional sarcasm is his way to cover up his heart.If you are really angry, you will only be bored and self-depressed.

He tugged at the sleeves of the boy's white uniform flatteringly, "Okay, it's my fault. It's just that this time the teacher asked me to go back to Japan when the summer vacation was approaching, so there will be more courses for the second year of high school. Most of the third year students The students have already applied to the corresponding universities, so it will be easier." She curled her lips and said, "It's a big deal to go to a third year of high school next year." God knows how long the damned old man will have her stay in Japan to pass the test.

Hearing the girl's explanation, Yuesen's face softened a little.Knowing that girls are always lazy—except when it comes to music—so being able to hold back and explain is already a big let down.What's more, such treatment is often only available to him.

Turning around and seeing the girl still tugging at his sleeves, Tsukimori's fair ears were dyed a touch of pink.

Qing Yu naturally wouldn't miss it.In the end, he couldn't help laughing and fell on the young man's shoulders, and then stopped laughing when the young man gradually sank but with a somewhat helpless expression on his face.

Yuesen sighed softly inwardly, feeling helpless—for her, and also for himself.

After all, for each other, they are special existences - they can even be called weaknesses.

"Aria on the G string?" Qing Yu tilted his head.

Yuesen nodded, stood up, took out his violin from the package, stood a few steps away, and set up the violin.

The soothing music flows out from the strings, and it is especially peaceful with the warm sunshine in the afternoon.

Qing Yu sat on the bench, propped her hands back, crossed her legs, and closed her eyes.The long black hair fluttered gently against the midday wind, the golden light scattered on the pretty face, and there was a faint smile on the corner of the mouth.

What a beautiful afternoon.

Slowly opening her eyes to the sound of the music, Qing Yu carefully looked at the boy in front of her.Wearing a white uniform set off the boy's tall and straight figure, his serious expression added a bit of attractiveness to his already handsome face.His body swaying slowly with the rhythm, and the ice-blue hair fluttering around his cheeks, made him look like a prince who walked out of a story.

Such a young man, how beautiful.

Qing Yu raised her right hand and put it in front of her eyes, it was really itchy.

So following his heart, he took his dark brown violin bag from the bench, took out his golden violin, and got up.

At the beginning of another section, the brisk tones of the two violins collided and merged in the air, but the two players just looked at each other, then closed their eyelids tacitly, and devoted themselves to the mutual coordination.

In the trembling reverberation of the lingering sound, Qing Yu slowly opened her eyes, and smiled at Yue Sen.

The sudden applause broke the original silence.

At the entrance of the rooftop, Hihara, Yuki and Hino stood there at some point, applauding together after the music ended.

Huoyuan smiled enthusiastically, and stepped forward a few steps, "It's amazing. Not only Yuesen, but Qingsang is also very powerful."

"That's right." Hino smiled, a little bit of praise and a little bit of envy, "But as a judge of the school recital, Qing Sang is very good."

Qing Yu just put away the relaxed expression just now, restored the slightly lazy and casual image in front of everyone, shrugged, noncommittal.Secretly, he glared at the long-haired boy leisurely leaning against the door.

Teak Azusa horse.

Teak crossed his arms around his chest, gently tossed his soft purple hair, and smiled brightly.

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Calculated according to domestic time, today is a double change.