Epigenetic

Before the winter vacation, Zhu Weixing went to school for the last time, and Jiang came to make an appointment, saying that someone wanted to talk to him.I wish MSI understood who it was, and agreed.

Walking on the campus road, I can see that Zhu Weixing's vision is more than before, because of his own image, because of his exam video being disseminated, and because of his and Jiang Yi's running photos on the U body running photos every day on the forum.

Turning enemies into friends, sympathizing with each other, being close to the water, friendship, and other tricky angles, comments with divergent thinking swiped the screen every day, and they even gave Zhu Weixing a horrible nickname, which is as weird as Liaozhai.

Thanks to his firm mind, he was able to avoid outside interference under such strange attention.

Entering the electronic audio equipment room, it is rare to be lively inside, a small room, crowded with five or six students.Besides Jiang Lai and Na Lou Zhaoyang, there were a few more strangers.I don't know them, but I can guess who it is. Looking at the modular synthesizers piled up randomly around them, one of which can reach a car, it is nothing more than the real electronic music master Xin Manman's friend mentioned. During the week of the U arts exam, it was rare for this group of people to make a fuss.

Seeing Zhu Weixing, they also cast curious eyes.

Jiang Laidang stepped forward first, and on the day of the exam, he ran into He Tingzhi in the audience after his accompaniment, and the two of them listened to Zhu Weixing's piano together.After Zhu Weixing left, He Tingzhi chased him out in a hurry, and after returning, he was out of his mind.Jiang Lai couldn't control He Tingzhi's situation, he only wanted to express his praise to Zhu Weixing when he met Zhu Weixing.

An expert who knows the way, he really doesn't know that Zhu Weixing's piano is so good.There is no need for Zhu Weixing to explain, Jiang Lai thought of a set of excuses for him, he must have learned it before he lost his memory, and now he remembered it again!

Jiang Lai was talking enthusiastically, but was interrupted by someone beside him, it was Lou Zhaoyang, who wanted to apologize to Zhu Weixing for his rashness last time, and then asked Zhu Weixing for WeChat.

Lou Zhaoyang smiled and thought he was chic, but in Zhu Weixing's eyes, he was full of frivolity. I don't know what he meant, but Zhu Weixing still frowned and rejected the other party.

Hearing Zhu Weixing's voice, another person walked out of the next room, with mixed eyes and mixed emotions, but he didn't seem to be as arrogant as before.

In order to relieve the current frozen stare, Zhu Weixing said lightly: "Go out and talk."

He Tingzhi nodded and quickly followed behind him.

After they left, Jiang Lai was so angry that he kicked Lou Zhaoyang: "What are you doing! You want to die!" You can guess what he's up to.

Lou Zhaoyang was rough-skinned and thick-skinned, he was kicked so unaware, he just sighed: "How could I recognize him as Tingzhi? It’s not good to make friends.”

This time, Jiang didn't need to scold him, and even a few people couldn't stand it.They are Jiang Lai's classmates, and they have similar family backgrounds. They usually play together, and they know Lou Zhaoyang well.

Kindly remind: "This is really not good, just touch it, and the brothers can predict that you will not be able to get out of U Arts."

Lou Zhaoyang didn't believe it: "What? He still has a special status in U Art?"

Accustomed to grasping all weather vanes, the electronic music giant who is not easy to miss even if it is popular in campus forums: "I don't know if my identity is special, but I have a new nickname for reference."

Lou Zhaoyang: "What?"

Electronic music boss: "Madam Yazhai."

Lou Zhaoyang was not angry: "Who is the village master?"

"Ah, I know!" Jiang Lai had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly rushed to answer, "Weixing himself said that he has a village owner, and it turned out to be him."

Lou Zhaoyang asked, "Name?"

Jiang Lai shook his head: "I don't know, I only know a good friend who goes to and from school with him every day, runs with him, practices flute with him, and eats with him."

Lou Zhaoyang doubted: "That's called a good friend?!!!"

Jiang Lai: "Isn't it? Ting Zhi and I are also like this."

Lou Zhaoyang: "Who in the world is as normal as you two!"

Lou Zhaoyang still did not give up and asked: "Is there really such a person as the village master?"

The electronic music tycoon warned: "Isn't it good to live?"

Lou Zhaoyang: "Tell me the name of the head office."

The electronic music boss was so pestered by him that he reported his name as the village owner.

In the end, one person reacted more than Lou Zhaoyang.

Jiang Lai: "Huh?"

Lou Zhaoyang: "Do you know him? How do you look? Are you as handsome as me?"

Jiang Lai shook his head: "I haven't seen it before, but the name is familiar."

Electronic music boss: "Is it possible that you are not familiar with it? If there is a hot search on U Art, he can top the word 'explosive' every day."

Jiang Lai denied: "No, no, I don't go to the forum, but I have heard his name elsewhere... It seems to be in my house, my brother's mouth."

……

On the other side, Zhu Weixing and He Tingzhi walked out of the equipment room together. They didn't go far, and found a corridor to stop casually.

Zhu Weixing looked into the distance, and He Tingzhi looked at him.

Neither of them spoke.

It was still Zhu Weixing who broke the silence, he could feel He Tingzhi's tense inquiry, put aside the alienation in his previous words, and said slowly: "What do you want to ask me?"

He Tingzhi stared at him intently, and asked, "You...what's your name?"

Ordinary questions, but full of probing intentions, Zhu Weixing smiled lightly: "My name is Zhu Weixing, didn't you already know?"

He Tingzhi was stunned, and there was a wavering light in his eyes, one side seemed to doubt, the other side seemed to hope, intertwined into contradictory judgments.

"I know that I am very similar to an old friend of yours, Jiang Lai told me." Zhu Weixing saw this contradiction in his eyes, and understood that He Tingzhi's hostility towards him might have turned into suspicion.But he seemed unable to perceive the other party's surging emotions, and said calmly, "You miss him very much."

He Tingzhi looked away from the faces of the people around him and looked out the window.

He Tingzhi's eyebrows were sharp: "He is the person I cherish the most and is irreplaceable. I don't allow anyone to make a fuss about him to achieve any purpose, not at all."

Zhu Weixing lowered her eyes: "Do you think I did it on purpose?"

He Tingzhi asked blankly, "Do you think I'm a fool?"

Zhu Weixing said: "Jiang Lai didn't tell you? I lost my memory."

He Tingzhi sneered: "You have lost your memory, why do you still play the piano?"

When He Tingzhi first heard the sound of the piano, He Tingzhi was really shocked beyond belief. After more than ten years of listening and seeing, after he left, he played it over and over again. Even if He Tingzhi had no musical ability, the skills and habits that belonged to that person would be unforgettable.As a result, he lost his composure in front of this person twice.But He Tingzhi has the genes of the Lou family, and he seldom acts on emotion. He went to learn the piano, went to U-art, and went to the music building to find people in the middle of the night.When such a person really appeared, He Tingzhi felt strange instead.There are too many people with ulterior motives around him, and he has been used to it since he was a child.

Zhu Weixing said: "I have amnesia, and I can also play the flute."

"Then you are really amazing, you have a set of piano and flute," He Tingzhi sneered, his eyes burning brightly: "So, do you have real amnesia or fake amnesia?"

I wish MSI silence.

He understands in his heart that his experience is illogical at all, and once the worldly affairs are illogical, there is no room for argument, it just depends on what you think in your heart.

He Tingzhi's reaction was completely in Zhu Weixing's expectation. This little nephew couldn't trust him immediately and rely on strange powers, just like Zhu Weixing who woke up at the beginning.

Zhu Weixing turned to ask: "Let's just pretend that I really have amnesia, can you tell me what misunderstandings we had before?"

Thinking of the past, He Tingzhi frowned slightly with disgust, and saw the clear eyes of the person in front of him, which was clearly separated from the old impression. The familiarity shocked him for a moment, and he quickly regained consciousness.

As if wanting to see what the other party was planning, He Tingzhi said: "A year ago, I was recommended to A University in advance, and it was just in time for my birthday, so I held a private banquet in U City to entertain my friends and classmates. Many people came that day, some I don’t even know friends who are friends. You...the you in the past somehow got into the banquet, ran around, and even sneaked into the master’s room and took my personal belongings. Fortunately, the servant went upstairs to clean it and was able to find it .”

Zhu Weixing frowned: "He... what did I take?"

He Tingzhi: "A comb. I bought a random comb in a foreign scenic spot. Although it is ebony, it is not considered an antique, nor is it considered expensive." Any thing in the house can be worth dozens of times this thing, and I don't know how to steal it. What vision.

Zhu MSI frowned.He thought that Zhu Liangliang was just coveting the rich man's mansion, but after seeing the expensive decorations, he went there prepared.

He Tingzhi showed contempt on his face: "You got the stolen goods at the same time, but you in the past still denied it and said a lot of nonsense to make excuses. I couldn't listen to it, so I called the police."

It seemed that thinking about it, he was still angry, his face was a little swollen, finally revealing the childishness that he should have at his age.

"But you kept crying at the police station, I was annoyed, and in the end I showed kindness and didn't sue you."

Zhu MSI was speechless, and could only choose to apologize to He Tingzhi again: "I'm sorry."

He Tingzhi was silent, didn't say blame, didn't say forgiveness, stared at Zhu Weixing for a while, and slightly misunderstood.

"I can write off the past," He Tingzhi said, with a hint of warning, "but now, no matter whether someone asked you to approach me proactively, or you have a crooked idea of ​​framing, I advise you to do it yourself. I can It's not Jiang Lai, who is so naive and easy to deceive, and if I find out that you are pretending to be someone you shouldn't think about, I will be rude to you. This time, it's not just a one-day trip to the police station that ended so well."

Abandoning the threat, He Tingzhi took another cold look and walked away.

Zhu Weixing was left standing on the porch, sighing softly for a moment.

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Once in a thousand years, I wish MSI a good night's sleep today. I don't have a stall today, and it's past nine o'clock when I open my eyes.

Grandma cleaned the outside, and brother mopped the floor. As the most healthy labor force in the family, Zhu Weixing quickly helped the living room, kitchen and bathroom, and the room, and it was afternoon in a blink of an eye.

Zhu Weixing went out to practice flute. Along the way, fried bacon, fried meatballs, steamed rice cakes, small alleys, ten miles of fragrance, and every household was full of spring breeze and beaming with joy.

Practicing the flute for three hours is like smelling a table full of Han people in the wasteland.

When I got home, I met Jiao Longlong who went upstairs to play with him in the corridor.Big Trumpet was standing in front of Liang's house, and Liang Yongfu was pasting Spring Festival couplets beside him.

A good steed is not good, and his ambition is thousands of miles away; Mei Yu does not love mountains, but loves Wei Que.

It should be written by him himself, with good handwriting and high ambition.

Spotting Zhu Weixing's gaze, Liang Yongfu explained: "Isn't it too similar to Spring Festival couplets? It's not convenient this year. I can only use the old ones. It lacks a bit of the flavor of the year, but I can make do with it."

Zhu Weixing noticed the gauze on the back of his hand and expressed his concern: "Have you hurt your hand?"

Liang Yongfu's smile faltered, and his eyes seemed to glance forward: "It's almost healed. I was revenged by a psychopath a while ago, it's a small matter."

Liang Yongli was still sitting on one side, and she returned to her previous simple and elegant image, doing handwork with her head down.Noticing that Longlong, who was following Zhu Weixing, was staring at his stars for a long time, he asked him, "Which one do you like?"

She is using a red string to tie a Chinese knot. In addition, there are small finished products such as hair ropes, hand ropes and small lanterns on the table, which are very dexterous.

Longlong pointed to the lantern and asked knowingly: "What is this!! Why is it so beautiful!? I've never seen it before!"

Liang Yongli: "A small decoration that can be used as a mobile phone pendant. Do you like it? Give it to you."

Longlong wanted it, but he was embarrassed, and scratched all over there awkwardly, like itching all over his body.

Liang Yongli took out a cut red thread and taught him to fold it.It's a pity that Longlong is so ugly that he frequently looks at Zhu Weixing for help.

Zhu Weixing is also clumsy, and he can get a glimpse of his level by looking at the colorful signboard of the milk shop that shakes Yuzhou Street, but he has to help out.

In the end, Liang Yongli couldn't see it, so she gave them a lucky lantern and sent them back.

Tonight is New Year's Eve, and the two pillars of Jiao's family have to go to work. Grandma told them not to be too busy when they come back, and to make do with Zhu's family and have New Year's Eve dinner together.Now after work, the two families gathered in 7401, which was very lively.

Zhu Weixing did not enter the house, but stood on the balcony, watching the lights in the entire antelope are brightly lit today, and the cramped grid has become a crowded honeycomb, each piece is sweet and golden, running happily.This joy contrasted even more with the darkness and silence of Hole 6407 on the opposite side, where there was no movement throughout the day.

Zhu Weixing did not send a message, but chose to wait on the spot, stood for nearly an hour, and finally saw a person walking far away under the dim street lights.

When he got closer, he could see that he was holding the dog in one hand and a convenience store pocket in the other.

Zhu Weixing shouted: "Jiang Yi."

It's a pity that during the meal, he was pushing cups and changing glasses everywhere in the alley, his small voice was drowned in the noise of the crowd, and the people downstairs didn't hear him.

Seeing that the other party was about to enter Building No. [-], Zhu Weixing had no choice but to cheer up and shouted twice.

The person over there finally raised his head and found him accurately.

Jiang Yi: "Why?!"

Zhu MSI: "Have you eaten yet?"

Jiang Yi: "Huh?"

Zhu Weixing: "I said, have you eaten yet?"

Jiang Yi: "What?" The clairvoyant Shunfenger who used to be is very dull and handicapped today.

Zhu Weixing repeated: "Have you eaten yet? Do you want to..." Coincidentally, the persuasion downstairs started again, hiding the second half of his sentence.

I wish MSI speechless.

At this time, one person seemed unable to stand it any longer, and rushed out from behind him, pouring force into the sea of ​​clouds and sinking his dantian.

"Jiang-yi-bro-bro!!--MSI-bro-bro-ask you!! Do you have--dinner!!! If you don't--, I want to invite you to--he-- ——home—eat—year—night—meal——!!!!!!!!!”

The antelope, which was still noisy just now, was silent for a second amidst this casual roar.

Zhu MSI: "..."

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