If honesty is a disease

Geng Zhi went out with his erhu and bow in his hand. His father stipulated that he must come back before eight o'clock, so Geng Zhi ran.

When he arrived at the door of Mo Fang's house, Geng Zhi was sweating a little. He wished he had opened the door before he knocked, so that he could save a minute of time.

Knocked on the door, waited for a while, the door opened, Mo Fang pushed the door and looked at Geng Zhi standing outside, his eyes widened instantly, and he said happily: "You are here, ah, you also took the erhu." He did not Geng Zhi was not allowed to enter the door, and while stepping on the shoe, he put it on and shouted into the room, "Mom Geng Zhi is here, I will go outside and practice Erhu with him for a while!"

"Hey, hey!" Mo's mother closed the door before she had time to say anything.

Mo Fang dragged Geng Zhi downstairs, looked at the erhu in his hand and asked, "What are you practicing?"

"little stars."

"Hahahahahaha." Mo Fang laughed loudly, "Others who play the piano and electronic organ are all little stars, so how about your erhu, shouldn't the north wind play it?" After finishing speaking, Mo Fang snorted and said Fingering an orchid, he turned around in front of Geng Zhi, "Daddy, where is my red-headed rope?"

He is very upright and happy, seeing Mo Fang making a fuss, he is very happy in his heart, he just likes Mo Fang like this, he can let go of everything, he hopes that others can see such a lively Mo Fang, but he doesn't want others to see him , I think it would be nice if Mo Fang could only see it by himself.In this way, I am different to Mo Fang.

"Hey, I just watched the show hosted by the host for a long time, but my mother is at home, so I didn't practice. Isn't it just a coincidence that you are here, hehe."

"Well, you said, I will be an audience."

"Don't be so serious," Mo Fang held the bow of the erhu and carefully touched the hair of the bow. The hair is very smooth and smooth. Geng Zhi took good care of him. He knew that rosin should be added, but he had never seen how to do it. Just listen to my tone of voice."

"Okay." Geng Zhi found a step and sat down, very serious.

Mo Fang was a little nervous, holding the erhu bow, otherwise he wouldn't know how to put his hand.

"Dear teacher, dear friends, hello everyone! I am Mo Fang. Although we have only been together for less than two months, I believe that my bright smile and my innocence and livelyness are all appreciated by everyone. You've been impressed..."

Geng Zhi watched Mo Fang stand in front of him and talked eloquently, the reasons for running for the literary and art committee, and what would happen if he became the literary and art committee. He was fascinated by hearing that, and felt that there was no more suitable candidate for the literary and art committee than Mo Fang up.Mo Fang didn't think too much about the manuscript, he just said something impromptu, and after he finished speaking, he urgently needed to hear honest opinions: "How is it?"

Geng Zhi clapped his hands between the erhu: "That's great."

"Don't flatter me, tell the truth."

"Really, there's nothing wrong with it."

"..." Mo Fang leaned his face closer, rubbing against the streetlight to see the honest expression, "Really."

"real."

Mo Fang handed him the bow: "Okay, that's it, it's up to you."

Geng Zhi twitched: "Oh, I'll forget it."

"Don't," Mo Fang quit, "Hurry up, I haven't heard you pull the little star yet, I've had enough sawing wood last time, come on and be more elegant."

Geng Zhi puts himself in a good pose, luckily, prepares, and finally loses his temper: "Oh, forget it." The main reason is that compared with Mo Fang's performance just now, his performance is too bad, "My mother just ran away because of me." , Said I was frustrated."

"How come!" Mo Fang encouraged him, "You play it first, and then I will sing for you."

"it is good."

Geng Zhi adjusted his posture, and the little Xing Xing came out with an obvious pause. He was a little determined to go to the end of the alley.

He knew that he wasn't pulling very well, but he still couldn't help but want to see Mo Fang's reaction. If... If Mo Fang smiled happily, that would be good.

He looked up at the front, and then turned his head to take a quick peek at Mo Fang. Although Mo Fang was smiling, it wasn't because he was laughing at his poor pulling. He was too familiar with the expression on Mo Fang's face.

The corners of the mouth are curved, the eyes are smiling, and from time to time, he nods his head to the beat, listening very carefully.Geng Zhi readjusted his gestures and strength, and pulled it again after one round.

At the end of the last note, Geng Zhi stopped. Mo Fang waited for a few seconds, and seeing that Geng Zhi had no intention of pulling any more, he clapped his hands: "Geng Zhi, you are awesome!"

"Still not good."

"No, no, it's already very good." Mo Fang patted his thigh, "You are the only one playing the erhu in our grade. You are absolutely the only one. Who dares to say that you can't play the erhu well? Let them play the erhu by themselves. Pull away."

"Maybe there are still people practicing."

"No, I've already asked about it."

Geng Zhi was taken aback: "When did you inquire?"

"Know yourself, know your enemy, and win every battle. As for when, it must be the beginning of school." Mo Fang smiled, "How is it? I care about you. Are you very moved to hear that?"

Geng Zhi said: "I just didn't expect it."

"You mean I'm not good enough for you?"

"It's not that you don't care enough, it's that you don't care at all."

"What!" Mo Fang stood up abruptly, "Say it again."

Geng Zhi tilted his head and looked up at the aggressive Mo Fang: "Don't care about me, don't care about me at all."

Mo Fang wanted to get angry at first, but when he tried hard to think about it, he seemed to be very fierce towards Geng Zhi, and Geng Zhi usually waited for him to go to school, including shopping, so he let out a breath, and was afraid that Geng Zhi would hold it in his heart for a long time , I found an excuse and said it today, this is the rhythm of reckoning.

"Hey honesty, you can't talk nonsense, just touch it," he held his straight hand on his chest, "I'm almost scared by you. I'm just, I'm just used to being cared by you, so, My concern for you is always deeply hidden in my heart, and I have no chance to express it. Yes, it is the opportunity to express it, and you never give it to me." Mo Fang stood up again, "So, tomorrow I will go to your house Waiting for you at the door, okay? I see my mother bought me two breads today, how about sharing one with you tomorrow?"

The upright palm can still feel the powerful beating of Mo Fang's heart, thumping, full of youthful vigor, and jumping into his heart, he just feels that his heart is also beating faster with Mo Fang Get up, can't wait to jump into an equal frequency.

"You pick me up?"

"Yes, I will pick you up and wait for you."

"Are you asking me to forgive you?"

"Yes, uh, I hope you don't care about me." Mo Fang put his hands together to please.

Geng Zhi felt that his goal had been achieved. As for who was waiting for whom, he had better wait for Mo Fang. He hoped to see Mo Fang coming out of the stairs.

"Well, for your sincerity, I forgive you, but you have to listen to me again."

"Do it, do it, a hundred times."

"It won't work a hundred times, my dad told me to go home before eight o'clock."

"You're really brainless."

Geng Zhi played two notes first, and then officially started. Before playing a section, someone opened the window and shouted: "I said, can you stop playing at night? I'm almost in tears, okay?"

"Hahahaha!" Mo Fang stood up and took Geng Zhi's hand and ran away, turning his head and shouting in the direction of the voice, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Geng Zhi was dragged by him, and soon followed his footsteps, and he ran with Mo Fang. Keep running, keep running.

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