I am straight!

Well...it always feels like a bully—as long as Ann is mentioned, he will basically give in completely.

I sighed, and opened a door at random - I guess he doesn't care where he sleeps, so it's better to choose a lighting for him - the most important thing is that it is closer to the shore.

I thought so, and pushed him into the room: "Basically, people here are easy to get along with—ah, except for a dead face...but if it's you, there should be no problem."

I firmly believe that as long as the senior smiles, no one can refuse - that smile is so sincere, you will feel that it is a sin to refuse.

I smiled: "If you have any discomfort, just come to me."

After I finished speaking, I realized that my nanny attributes had flared up again. He was a senior, and he seemed to be a careful and capable person, so it was my turn to take care of her.

I scratched my head in embarrassment: "It's the other way around, it should be, if I'm in trouble, I'll go to you for help."

"My honor, and..." He smiled: "Did Elliot trouble you?"

"You know that guy?"

"Well... I have known him since I was very young."

"Huh? It's hard to imagine that guy had a childhood..." I asked curiously, "Is he as naughty as he is now?"

"When he was a child... he was not as cheerful as he is now."

I imagined the gloomy Elliot... Well, I can't imagine.

Forget it, maybe he changed his temperament suddenly?

I thought about it, and took out my phone: "Senior, give me your phone number, so I can contact you conveniently."

"Okay." He reported a series of numbers, and I wrote them down carefully.

"Senior, have you had breakfast?"

"Well, I've eaten."

"That's good," I said, putting the phone back into my pocket, thinking for a while and then said: "Shall I eat in the dormitory at noon? Or go out to eat? If I'm in the dormitory, I'll be in charge of the cooking."

"Well, then I really have to taste Ah Xian's craftsmanship."

"Of course it's not as good as the chef's, but the home-cooked food should be pretty good, right?" I thought uncertainly, recalled Claude's ferocious eating, nodded and said, "I'm sure I'm full."

The senior smiled: "You are so interesting..."

"Well, I'd rather be uninteresting... Forget it, I'm going out, you take your time to clean up."

"Okay, see you later."

"Well," I pushed the door open, "see you later."

I searched inside and out, and finally found Ann standing on the edge of the pond watching the fish swimming in the pond full of fish.

But his mind was obviously not on the fish, he didn't know what he was thinking, and his expression was very unhappy.

"……what happened again?"

He turned around, looked at me, then turned back to look at the fish - and gave a nasty snort to show me meddling.

"...I don't want to meddle in other people's business, but..." I walked in, grabbed his face with my hand, and gently pulled it from side to side: "You have a stinky face, but it will make people who see it uncomfortable."

He glared at me and slapped my hand fiercely.

"What? Angry?"

"Humph."

"I said... really hate your brother so much?"

He glanced at me, frowned slightly, and looked a little impatient: "What's the matter with you?"

"Because I don't like to see you unhappy." People around me are unhappy, how could I be in a good mood.

"..." He was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, and said in a sullen voice, "You...are you really unhappy?"

"Of course." I put my index finger against my chin, and smiled softly, "So you have to smile more, as long as I see Ann's smile, I feel that all the discomfort, unhappiness, and unhappiness will disappear. Lose."

"Really?"

"That's right, this is... the magic of smiling." I pressed the corner of my mouth upwards.

He lowered his eyelids, and after a while, he returned to the original Ann, with a haughty expression, and walked back first.

"Ann." I followed behind with my hands behind my back.

"what?"

"Are you feeling better?"

"No."

"Really?"

"..."

"install……"

"what do you want to say in the end?!"

"Well, I want to say, you are so cute."

"...And! Strings!"

——But his temper is not very good.

I looked at his fire-breathing emerald eyes a little funny, couldn't help but reached out and touched An's head: "When you are unhappy, come to me, huh?"

"... Humph." He glared at me, and hurried back to the house, leaving me standing in the yard alone.

I shrugged, knelt down and reached out to poke the firework-like red koi that looked up at me in the water: "Hey, did your monkey friend come to see you today?"

The koi looked at me blankly.

"That monkey is so smart, how could it be your friend... You are so stupid... Or, which other fish is that monkey's friend?" I continued to poke, and the fish's scales were cold, It's completely different from the scorching fiery red on its body.

The koi tilted its head in doubt, and its small eyes the size of mung beans were still dazed.

"...Although I know that the brain of a fish is very small, it's so strange that there is one as small as you..." I touched the fish's head, and suddenly I wanted to eat fish head hot pot.

The fish finally realized that I was poking him, frantically swung its tail and got into the school of fish, trying to confuse my sight—but the scales of this guy are too dazzling, the red is dazzling—the target is too conspicuous, I want to ignore it no.

...Forget it, let him go.

Swallowing, I temporarily deleted the two recipes of chopped pepper fish head and fish head tofu hot pot from my mind.

Back in the room, I started to memorize my speech again. The manuscript was written with passion, full of enthusiasm, full of yearning for the future, great expectations for a new life, encouraging freshmen to take the lead, and encouraging graduates to find their own path in life— —I got goosebumps all over my body.

Do you really want to go on stage and read this?

...felt ashamed.

Ah, forget it, whatever, anyway, it's just a matter of those few minutes, it's embarrassing to be ashamed, but... I really can't recite it anymore, huh, just bring the manuscript to the stage and forget it.

Thinking of this, I casually stuffed the manuscript in my hand into the corner of the room, turned on the laptop, and wrote a letter to my younger brother—I promised to send him a letter every day, so I can’t go back on my promise.

After I casually wrote some little things in life and clicked send, I suddenly found that I became more relaxed.

After the opening ceremony tomorrow, campus life will really begin. Don't worry about the textbooks, they have already been delivered, and I haven't read them once in the room.

... I really don't seem to be a good student.

Well, let me read the textbook first...

I don't know what the textbooks in the music department are like.

They are all basic and compulsory courses, and you can also choose courses that you are interested in-no limit, but if you choose too many, you will definitely be at a loss.

I dug out all the books of the music department - "Classical Music Appreciation, Violin", "Introduction to Musicology", "History and Current Status of Musicology", "Music Aesthetics"...

...what is this all about.

I was dizzy looking at a large area of ​​theoretical courses.

...It seems that most of this course is something that needs to be learned by rote... Forget it, it's better than learning mathematics.

When I was in high school, my biggest headache was mathematics class. If I made a mistake in a number, all points would be deducted for the whole question—at least, I would only deduct [-] points for a wrong word in Chinese.

I think so, feel a little lucky.

However, there are only a few main courses, so it seems that there should be a lot of practice and free time.

Well... Then I have the opportunity to go to work.

Last time I wanted to find a job, but I was interrupted by the twins, and I dragged them to the supermarket to play video games, and completely forgot about the business... Well, I went to work when school started.

Well... how about the coffee shop?Easy, great tips...or do you want to be a tutor?Forget it, this college is full of geniuses. If I were a private tutor, I would be humiliating myself and misleading my children. Or should I get up earlier in the morning to deliver newspapers and milk?But they have to prepare breakfast for them in the morning...

Hmm... I'd rather be a coffee shop clerk after all.

I made up my mind, and moved a rattan chair to the yard to read those incomprehensible theoretical books... It was so boring.

The sun shines from a persimmon tree in the yard, cut by leaves one by one, and the mottled tree shadow gently covers my face, covering most of the glare of the sun for me.

Well... the weather today... is really nice...

I opened the book and covered my face, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep.

Then I started dreaming again.

In the dream, the weather was as good as today.

The clear blue sky, the gentle and refreshing breeze, and... the sunflower fields are more vibrant than usual.

Each flower raised its head and followed the scorching sun in the sky, as if... with all its life and every inch of its body, it adored the incomparable lover in the sky.

From sunrise to sunset, from flowering to the end of the flowering period...they will always only see the unattainable sun, and the dazzling golden yellow is like a gift from the sun to the flowers—— Separated its own ray of sunlight, rendering the petals of the flower...

I was so happy to see it, I stood on tiptoe and reached out to reach the sunflower flower - unfortunately, no matter how hard I tried, there was always a distance from my goal.

I am not reconciled, I want to jump to make myself higher - so that I can touch that ray of sunshine...

When I was young, I was still too short, and I was always short. I was annoyed, but I was gently supported by a pair of hands, and the golden yellow that was originally out of reach in my eyes suddenly came to my eyes.

I kiss the delicate petals and look back at the owner of those gentle hands.

golden hair, eyes like the bluest sky or