cute special student

It has been more than a week since Nan Zhao transferred to the No. [-] Middle School. Except for the small episode that night, the campus life is quite peaceful.Most of the students in the class are easy to get along with, but occasionally there will be a little friction with the group of people in the western music class next door.

Nan Zhao and his tablemate Shi Qiu hit it off by accident. Both of them love folk music very much, they have a lot of common language, and they can play together when they meet the right music.

There was a music theory class in the morning, and the music theory teacher brought both music classes into the music room, saying that they wanted to learn from each other and try to use novel ways to collide with each other to create different sparks.

The western music class and the folk music class in the first year of high school had a bit of disdain for each other, but now they meet together, and the air is tainted with a layer of gunpowder.

After the sight-singing, the music theory teacher chose a tune that everyone was familiar with, and planned to pick two students to come out to play together.

A good-looking boy came out from the western music class, holding a violin, his gaze was deliberately lowered, with a bit of arrogance.

Shi Qiu leaned close to Nan Zhao's ear, and introduced in a low voice, "This man is Zhang Tao. He plays the violin very well. He thinks of himself as noble, and often looks down on our folk music."

Look down on folk music?

These words aroused Nan Zhao's displeasure. He glanced at Zhang Tao and said with a moan, "Let me teach him how to be a man."

After speaking, he picked up the erhu and stood up, meeting Zhang Tao's eyes without any timidity, his eyes full of provocation.

People from the two classes were applauding the people they sent. Zhang Tao seemed to enjoy this moment very much. He set up his violin confidently and quickly entered the state.

Nan Zhao unhurriedly set up the bow, and quietly gestured to Shi Qiu, with a calm expression on his face.

This is a piece with a gentle prelude and a gradually rising tone. After the music theory teacher set the tune, the two set up their respective instruments to play together.

In the first half, Nan Zhao deliberately slowed down the tune to bring out the smooth sound of the violin. Zhang Tao thought he couldn't keep up, so he glanced at him disdainfully.

Nan Zhao ignored his gaze, kept a steady mind, and lowered another scale. The sound of the erhu was slightly low, and was almost overwhelmed by the violin. Shi Qiu watched anxiously, thinking that Nan Zhao was too nervous and did not perform at his true level. .

Unexpectedly, when the key was changed in the middle, Nan Zhao suddenly turned the wind of the piano and accelerated the speed of his hand. The melody was ups and downs, impenetrable, and soon broke away from the suppression of the violin sound, and took the leading position in the ensemble.

Zhang Tao's complexion gradually darkened with the melody, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The erhu's tune changed too fast, fluctuating high and low, fast and slow, as if deliberately guiding him.

However, Nan Zhao seemed to be able to do a job with ease, as if there were notes jumping on the strings, making a piece of music with an ordinary style out of tricks.

In the end, Zhang Tao, who was taken into the pit, obviously couldn't keep up, and inadvertently became the accompaniment. Nan Zhao changed back to the original tune and ended with a vibrato.

"Pretty!"

The performance was so wonderful that the onlookers were dumbfounded. After a few seconds of silence, thunderous applause erupted. Teacher Le Li did not expect the new students to be so talented, and was pleasantly surprised by this.

Nan Zhao was winning for the folk music class, and the students in the class surrounded him happily, full of praise for him.

"Nan Zhao, you're so amazing, I'm sure I saw you right." Shi Qiu clapped his hands excitedly, his face beaming with joy.

Zhang Tao put away his bow in despair, and glanced at the man who was admired by all the stars, his face was very ugly.

When the get out of class bell rang, Nan Zhao walked up to Zhang Tao with a smile, pointed to the suona Shi Qiu was holding, and gave him a piece of advice with a pure face.

"Don't look down on folk music, you still expect it to go away in the future."

Zhang Tao was full of resentment, gritted his teeth and looked at his leaving back, and quietly clenched his fists.

In the art class in the afternoon, the art teacher did not give a theme and let everyone play freely. They needed to hand in a piece of work before get out of class ended.Nan Zhao drew a watercolor kitten, got a lot of paint, and even stained his face.

Shi Qiu only drew a sketch, and his body was clean. When he saw Nan Zhao's appearance, he chuckled and said, "Why did you turn yourself into a cat? Hurry up and clean it."

Nan Zhao wrinkled his face, and waited until the bell rang for the end of get out of class before dawdling in search of the bathroom.

Because the men's and women's toilets in the teaching building of No. [-] Middle School were separated, he walked around the teaching building and climbed two floors before finding the men's toilet.

As soon as he walked to the door of the toilet, he heard a noisy conversation coming from inside. Nan Zhao heard his brother's name by accident, and stopped involuntarily.

"I really didn't mean it, that kid is too arrogant, I just teach him a lesson."

"You are capable, you fucking cause trouble yourself, and you still rely on brother oath."

"It's all right now, Nan Mu took the blame again, and decided that we moved the people in the gym class, and this matter is over!"

"Brother oath, I won't dare next time, please forgive me."

Nan Zhao stepped lightly, approached carefully, and peeked in through the crack of the door.

I saw a guy with yellow hair squatting in the corner, who seemed to be begging for mercy, surrounded by a few tall boys, cursing and a little aggressive.

There was a person leaning against the innermost wall. He had a cigarette in his mouth, and his expression was hazy by the smoke. After a while, he seemed to feel Nan Zhao's sight, and his extremely black pupils swept over, with a bit of sharpness in his eyes.

"Come out." His voice was as cold as ever.

After Nan Zhao was stunned for a moment, he realized that he was calling him, so he slowly opened the door, stretched out a small head and asked, "Are you calling me?"

The people present heard the movement and turned their heads to look at him.Gu Xi looked through the misty smoke, his eyes became deeper.

The young man blinked innocently like a small animal that had strayed into a forbidden area by mistake, with a youthful and ignorant expression on his face. There were a few spots of paint on his face, which added a bit of beauty to his fair skin.

A boy glanced at him and frowned displeasedly, "Who are you! Didn't you see the sign at the door?"

Before Nan Zhao opened his mouth, he felt the smell of smoke wafting over and sneezed several times.

Gu Yan's eyes darkened, and he quietly extinguished the cigarette in his hand.

"I want to wash my face." Nan Zhao rubbed his nose, and accidentally wiped off a little paint, making his face even more smudged.

Several boys laughed, "Kids, go home and wash."

"See if you're going to beat me up too, hurry up—" Before the words could be said, the man was kicked and swallowed the words.

Gu Yan withdrew his legs expressionlessly, his eyes glanced down at the door, as if he was paying attention to Nan Zhao's reaction.

Nan Zhao blinked innocently, and said with a little fear, "Then I'll go first."

Then, he closed the door, picked up the mop at the door, stuck it between the two doorknobs, hummed a little tune, and went downstairs to find the next toilet.

Ten minutes later, someone vaguely heard cursing coming from a certain men's toilet.

"Fuck! What's going on, why can't the door be opened!"

"Someone locked it from the outside."

"His grandma, who is so courageous, I will kill him when I go out."

"Help! Someone open the door!"

Gu Yan remained unmoved, and was not in a hurry, as if he was not the one locked up.He leaned against the wall indifferently, moved his gaze to the skylight, and found that there was sunlight shining in through the mottled glass, which was a bit dazzling.

……

The ringing of the bell after school was crisp and loud, which aroused the joy of the students. The moment the teacher walked out of the classroom after a few minutes of delay, the boys in the back row also picked up their schoolbags and rushed out.

Nan Zhao finished packing his things slowly, and planned to go to the art center to find his original teacher to give him after-school tutoring. He refused the driver's pick-up, bid farewell to Shi Qiu, and walked out of the school with the erhu on his back.

When he passed a commercial street on the way, he smelled a tempting aroma. He stopped involuntarily, looked inside, and found a small cart selling snacks parked not far away.

Nan Zhao's taste buds were stimulated, he hesitated for a while, and went in anyway.

"what is this?"

In the past, the family was strictly controlled and he was never allowed to eat food from roadside stalls, so he didn't understand these snacks at all.

The stall owner is a kind-hearted old man. He looked at the kid who was clean and well-dressed. He looked like a kid from a rich family. Guessing that he had never eaten these things, he enthusiastically introduced: "This is pancake fruit. , You haven’t eaten it before, have you? Why don’t you try one?”

"No, thank you." Nan Zhao still forced himself to look away, turned his head and left.

I thought to myself: My parents won’t let me eat from roadside stalls.

But after walking a few steps, he stepped back and said hesitantly, "I still want one."

There is no way, minors cannot withstand the temptation.

"Don't worry, my stuff is very hygienic." The uncle probably saw his thoughts and knew how the children of rich families are pampered, so he promised with a smile: "Master, I have been doing business in this area for more than 20 years. A novice has become the current master of pancakes, and no one has ever eaten anything wrong."

Nan Zhao bent his eyes and agreed without any psychological burden.

The uncle scooped up a spoonful of batter and spread it skillfully, his eyes lit up a little after seeing the erhu on his back.

"You guys learn erhu? Where did you study?"

Nan Zhao said, "Hebei Seventh Middle School."

"Seventh Middle School? My grandson goes to school there." The uncle's eyes lit up, and he added ham, vegetables and other ingredients. Before he could roll it up, he heard an exclamation from behind.

"The city management is here!"

Like a mouse seeing a cat, the uncle ignored the half-spread pancakes, pushed the car neatly, and ran away.

"Boy, I'm sorry, I'll do it for you next time."

Nan Zhao just watched the pancakes flying away. Although he hadn't had time to give the money, he was still very depressed.

Just when he was about to turn around, another flower stall rushed past, and a burst of fragrant flowers rushed to his face. His nose itched, he sneezed several times, and tears flowed out.

Nan Zhao felt very uncomfortable, and lowered his hands to wipe his tears. At this time, someone presented a fresh pancake in front of him.

"do not Cry."

Nan Zhao turned his head back with tears in his eyes. After seeing the person behind him clearly, he took a bite of the pancake with his hand.

Woo~ It's delicious.