I am straight!

was bullied by him.

So I involuntarily looked up and down.

He probably didn't notice the look in my eyes, and continued: "It turns out that the young master of the Warlund family is also going to enroll. It seems that there is going to be another joke in the academy. The young master Warlund, who is called a genius, actually Will be so nervous that I will pass out at the banquet..."

He deliberately laughed, and with the others, the ridicule and malice rushed to his face, making people sick.

I frown.

Ann remained silent, as if they were not talking about him.

"Why don't you talk? Am I wronging you? I heard...the college sent an invitation letter to invite you to enroll? If they knew that they invited such a waste, would they regret it enough to vomit blood? You..."

I pulled Ann behind me, out of Djeru's view.

"...Ah, I'm sorry to interrupt you..." I tried to put on a sincere expression, and asked, "Who are you?"

"..." I was probably very upset when I was interrupted when I was talking about it, and Jilu glared at me and didn't answer.

So I gave him a pitiful look, and said to An in a low voice: "An, this man is so pitiful, he is so sick, he doesn't even know who he is..."

Ann twitched the corner of her mouth.

To be correct, everyone twitched their mouths.

I continued my efforts: "Ann, do you know who he is?"

An glanced at me and shook her head: "I haven't seen it."

So I looked at Jilu with a sympathetic expression again: "An, you obviously haven't seen him, but he seems to think he has seen you—is he delusional?"

Classmate Jilu was angry: "I don't have any paranoia! I have clearly seen Warlund! What the hell are you talking about!"

"It's so pitiful, with amnesia, paranoia, and agitation and violent mental illness..." I pulled Ann back a step with some worry: "Ann, don't get too close to him, what if it gets infected?"

"..." Everyone was silent again.

"I don't have amnesia either! I'm Djeru Modhan!"

"Oh!" I looked at him in surprise: "Your memory has recovered!"

"...Damn you are kidding me!!!"

So it was my turn to twitch the corners of my mouth: "Why did you just find out that I'm playing tricks on you now..."

"..." Everyone was silent again.

So I suddenly discovered that I had a cold field physique.

An glanced at me, and there was a little smile in her rare eyes. She let go of my hand, walked around in front of me, and finally spoke to the man named Jerry: "Jeru Modhan? I seem to be I remember the name... Your father was an Austrian nobleman?"

He spoke in a lukewarm manner, but his eyes made me feel strange—the sharpness made me feel chills.

Jerry looked at him suspiciously.

"In terms of seniority, you can only be regarded as a distant relative of my mother. You should call me cousin—I heard that you were sent in because you have a little talent in sculpture?"

Jerry was impatient: "What are you trying to say?"

"Although your family does have some influence... But if you really match up with me, who will be abandoned, you and I both know this, right?"

Djiru's face immediately became ugly.

An raised her chin as proudly as a purebred Persian cat: "——don't let jealousy destroy you."

Gritting his teeth, Jilu finally waved his hand and led the others away.

I stood there and looked at Ann intently.

An was uncomfortable being looked at by me, and looked back at me with a frown: "What?"

"Hmm... It's the first time I've heard you talk so much." Really, from the time I've known him to now, this is the time when he talks the most.

"..."

"And..." I stretched out my hand to touch his head: "Isn't what you said just now very good, next time you are bullied, you can't bear it so foolishly."

"... many things." The young master opened my hand, gave me a sideways look, and took the lead to leave.

I shrugged, touched the watch on my wrist, and followed.

As for the young master's glowing red ears - let's pretend he didn't see it.

Ann led the way, and actually led me to a place I hadn't been to before.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

An Yan spit out three words concisely: "Practice room."

"……what."

I almost forgot where this ship was headed to—since it is a special ship for the art college, how could there be no music practice room or the like.

"You have never been out of the room, how do you know where the practice room is?" I asked curiously.

"...the crew handed out travel brochures when we boarded the ship."

"……"I'm speechless.

The practice room is simpler than I imagined. A piano is placed there, and there are various instruments, large and small, including my favorite - the violin.

Ann stood in the corner and looked at me: "I want to hear you play the piano."

"……what?"

An looked at me and said hesitantly, "...the one you hummed last night."

"You like that song?"

"……Um."

"It's the lullaby my mother used to sing me when I was a kid—I love it too."

"……Good to hear."

"I think so too." I picked up the white violin in the violin case on the shelf and stroked the strings lightly: "I heard from my mother that it was a song sung by mermaids during courtship, once in a lifetime."

"Mermaid..."

"If you want to hear it, I'll play it for you." I lifted the violin, set it up, and put on the strings: "It's just... I haven't played the violin for more than a year, so it may be very unfamiliar."

"It's okay." He stood in the corner and didn't make another sound.

I took a deep breath, closed my eyes - and pulled out the first syllable.

The soft wind poured in through the window, and the refreshing and tangy smell of seawater came to the face—it was probably just a heavy rain, which made the seawater feel refreshed.

So I bathed in the sea breeze, playing the melody circling in my mind more happily.

I seem to be able to see the notes jumping up and flying out of my mind, filling the whole practice room - although I can't see anything with my eyes closed.

--I like this feeling.

I never deny that I like the violin and music.

But I never thought about using it as a tool for a living. I wanted to be a doctor, but never a musician.

Because that kind of dream is too illusory and unrealistic.

I also want others to recognize my music, but rather than playing music on various stages and then winning applause from the audience, I think I want to play a serenade for the person I like, in exchange for a sweet kiss from the other party .

However, if you can play your favorite tunes all the time—perhaps, even if you go to a western restaurant to play the violin to earn a salary, it will be a good choice.

I think, probably from the bottom of my heart, I love the violin and music.

I laughed, trying to convey the happiness in my heart to Ann.

I like the flying music, the gentle and flexible violin, the blue and deep sea, the breeze that occasionally blows on my face, the first sunshine in the morning, and the bent daisies blooming on the roadside, I like the leaves that occasionally fall on the ends of my hair, I like the tender green of the grass in early spring, I like this peaceful but satisfying life, I like... I like everything I have.

--how about you?

After finishing a song, I looked at Ann with a dry smile.

The song that was supposed to be affectionate and soothing was played cheerfully and high-pitched by me-and it seemed a little out of tune.

The rhythm is not grasped accurately, and the continuity between measures is not well grasped.

Cough, thank goodness I can pull so excited.

I touch my cheek.

The skin on my face felt extremely hot.

Seeing my uncomfortable appearance, Ann spoke first.

"I still want to listen."

"Hey?"

"Pull again."

"But... I don't play well at all, I'm out of tune, and I almost forgot all my skills..."

"I like."

"..." I was stunned.

"I like the sound of your piano."

An gently pursed her soft and bright red lips like rose petals. For the first time, she smiled slightly in front of me.

The author has something to say: == So... the young master went crazy, and the protagonist showed off his piano skills for the first time—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

nose picking.

There will be many characters appearing in the future, if there are bugs in the music, please feel free to point it out, I don't care.

Try to change.

ps: It's not my fault for fake updates!Who told me that there are so many typos!

pps: I repeat, I am not arrogant.

My aggressive spirit is an invincible bastard! ! !

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10. I came to the zoo? ...

I don't think that's actually a smile at all, it's just a slight twitch of the corner of his mouth, but... I don't know how to describe such a smile.

It was as if——for a moment, the background turned into a hundred flowers blooming, and lilies were all around him, and they were shining... so dazzling.

...What is this thing that looks like the background of a shoujo manga...

I was wondering, when I was suddenly startled by the loud knocking of the door, I looked back, only to find that I saw an acquaintance—the pair of twins.

... just ignore it.

I tried to ignore them, but I didn't expect them to rush towards me like a rocket on their long legs.

——What are you going to do! ! ! ? ? ?

The two of them rushed towards me like wolfhounds welcoming their master home - I was knocked down by them on the soft carpet without any precaution, but fortunately the violin was firmly protected by me, it was not a big deal hinder.

I hurriedly put the violin on the ground and pushed it aside, trying to remove the two heavy objects on my body - I almost rolled my eyes under the pressure.

Twin A looked at me tearfully: "Xiaoxian..."

Twin B is teary too