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In the classroom of Class [-].

Taking advantage of Lao Luo not coming to supervise the morning reading, Ye Qingzhi lay on the desk with half of his face buried in his school uniform.

His mind was so full of things this morning that he had no intention of reading early.

Go back to an hour ago.

After Tang Weibin and He Jiarong finished singing together, Ye Qingzhi didn't want to raise his head to face the two of them anymore, and buried his head on Chen Xun's chest very ostrichly, pretending that he had lost his soul.

Chen Xun was made a little uncomfortable by the person lying on top of him, he hesitated to speak for a moment, and reminded him: "...Qingzhi, you make it difficult for me to do so."

Ye Qingzhi still didn't raise his head, his voice floated out from below: "What?"

"Maybe it's a little hard to say." Chen Xun thought for a while, and lifted his lower body up a little.

"Probably so."

Ye Qingzhi: "..."

What kind of hooligans are you playing in the early morning!

Tang Weibin on the opposite side couldn't stand it any longer, dragged He Jiarong away from the scene, and went to the balcony to wash up.

When Ye Qingzhi heard the two leaving, he quickly jumped off Chen Xun's bed, picked up his school uniform and rushed into the bathroom.

It took him half an hour to digest the stupid thing he did last night, but the other party, Chen Xun, accepted it well and even praised him for being cute.

When facing the other two brothers, Chen Xun was also open and frank, so that Tang Weibin didn't know for a while whether it was Chen Xun's tactical confusion or pure brotherhood.

I don't understand. I don't understand.

Ye Qingzhi also calmed down after drinking two bowls of porridge in the cafeteria, and hypnotized himself to forget those stupid things.

Chen Xun sat across from him, and after eating a double breakfast as usual, he stopped to watch his good brother eat breakfast contentedly.

It may be that Ye Qingzhi left a little resentment last night. Sitting in the noisy cafeteria, Chen Xun suddenly said to the person opposite who was eating buns slowly: "Qingzhi, you called my brother last night. Do you remember, shout again?"

The elder brother Ye Qingzhi shouted is completely different from what his younger brothers and sisters shouted, and the more you think about it, the more pleasant it is.

Ye Qingzhi: "..."

The smile in Chen Xun's eyes deepened: "Your Majesty, call your brother to listen?"

Ye Qingzhi: "... Bah."

The steamed stuffed bun in his mouth suddenly tasted bad.

……

What Chen Xun did made a direct result of Ye Qingzhi's entire morning reading without any intention of studying, and wasted the whole morning lying on the table.

Jiang Hua, his deskmate, hesitated for a long time, but finally did not speak to persuade him.

After the bell rang for the morning reading, Ye Qingzhi still maintained that unrequited expression and movement, and turned his head just to face Jiang Hua.

"Well, classmate Ye Qingzhi," Jiang Hua didn't see that Ye Qingzhi's gaze was false, so he mustered up the courage to talk to him, "The time for early reading is very precious, and memorizing words and texts is very effective."

Ye Qingzhi's eyes slowly focused, his expression was a little dull, and he replied: "Thank you for your reminder, but I'm done reciting it."

Jiang Hua: "...??"

The student's glasses slipped a little, and he couldn't help them in time, so he asked tremblingly, "All the words...? Have you memorized them all?"

Just finished memorizing the words at the beginning of school, is this the power of being the first in the grade!

Ye Qingzhi nodded because he didn't know.

Jiang Hua was in awe: "I'm sorry, my thinking is too narrow."

Maybe this is the confidence and talent to get the first place.

The wilted Ye Qingzhi thought for a few seconds why Jiang Hua's expression was so awe-inspiring, and then he realized that his words seemed a little irritating, and he remedied: "It's easy to memorize the words if you grasp the method, but I used to advance when I was free and bored. back."

Jiang Hua took out his notebook and wrote down Xueba Chronicle, nodded: "Yeah, I understand."

Ye Qingzhi drank alcohol last night and only slept for more than five hours. He still had a headache at this time.He looked at Jiang Hua who took notes carefully and agreed with his words, and inexplicably thought of Zeng Xiang who regarded him as his sworn enemy.

A completely different attitude.

Ye Qingzhi blinked: "By the way, last time I read the group, it said that your family has pigeons?"

"Yes, my family has more than 100 of them." Jiang Hua put away his notes and showed a shy smile, "I don't have much to help in class, and I don't have much communication with my classmates. I can help you this time." I'm happy to be busy."

Ye Qingzhi smiled sincerely and said, "Thank you, I am looking forward to the opening ceremony of this school sports meeting."

……

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No. [-] Middle School has two major events in the first half of the semester every year, one is the school sports meeting in early November, and the other is the cultural performance at the end of December.

The rehearsal time required for an event such as a theatrical performance is far more than that required for a school sports meeting.

So in mid-October, Hu Xiaobing, the cultural and entertainment committee member of class five, stepped onto the podium during a certain class break.

"Hi students, I think everyone who is a student of No. [-] Middle School knows the purpose of my coming up this time."

At the back door of the classroom, Chen Xun leaned on Ye Qing's shoulders and asked a question from a non-native No. [-] middle school student: "So what are you doing?"

History is always strikingly similar. Their actions now, cannot be said to be somewhat similar to that day when Cheng Junfeng called everyone to choose class uniforms. It can only be said to be exactly the same, even the purpose is the same.

"I really want to drink iced happy water this time." Ye Qingzhi answered Chen Xun's question after fighting hard for his own rights, "Oh, this should be a cultural performance."

Sure enough, Hu Xiaobing knocked on the blackboard: "Yes, that's right, it's a cultural performance. Our class must produce at least one of the genres. It's better to be high-spirited, otherwise you may not pass the review."

Where the goddess is, Cheng Junfeng will always be there.He immediately applauded: "Okay! Understood! Sister Bing continued!"

Hu Xiaobing smiled and gave him a blank look: "That's right, if it's a musical instrument program, if students who are willing can bring any musical instruments, they can bring them here tomorrow and show them first. If you have ideas about other types, you can also actively talk to me. , It would be even better to have a plan. Alright, now let’s invite Tang Weibin to report on the enemy’s situation.”

Cheng Junfeng: "???"

Why, why didn't he complete the mission of the goddess? ?

His overly resentful gaze made Tang Weibin shiver, and he explained with full of desire to survive: "Because my brothers are all over the No. The chorus, the third class is poetry recitation, the ninth and eleventh classes are dancing..."

At the back door, Chen Xun sighed in Ye Qingzhi's ear: "Good guy, Brother Xiaotang has such a wide range of influence."

"Brother Xun, didn't I do the same thing in your school before?" Ye Qingzhi replied calmly.

Chen Xun: "..." It seems to be the same.

Chen Xun, who used to roam the campus and the streets, felt guilty for two seconds, and then calmed down as if nothing had happened: "But Qingzhi, I'm in a new school now, so far away from home, unfamiliar with the place, and you are the only friends, how can I Bring it up again."

Ye Qingzhi silently recalled Chen Xun who had established a good relationship with the front, back, and left after the first day of school, and didn't want to talk to him for a while.

On the podium, Tang Weibin finished reading his report, and left the scene quickly under Cheng Junfeng's resentful and condemning eyes.

"Okay, the situation in other classes is probably like this." Hu Xiaobing continued to host the scene, "Everyone is welcome to show themselves tomorrow."

This time they didn't take up the whole big break, and they still had enough time to buy happy water.Chen Xun hugged Ye Qingzhi to buy two bottles of ice coke, and happily walked back.

"Qingzhi, have you learned any musical instruments?" Chen Xun asked Ye Qingzhi in a good mood after having obtained the sublimation of life while drinking the happy water.

It was rare for Ye Qingzhi to drink iced water under Chen Xun's evil influence, but when he heard his question, his originally extremely happy mood suddenly sank a little.

"I have learned it." His expression was a little cold, "I have learned the piano for almost ten years. What about you?"

Chen Xun didn't know how his question made Ye Qingzhi unhappy, so he said cautiously: "I have only learned one musical instrument, and it is... after all, an instrument of the soul."

As for the number of souls, Chen Xun mysteriously refused to say anything.

……

the next day.

I don't know what's going on, but the registration for the cultural performance is much more active than the registration for the school sports meeting. Several students brought their instruments, and many of them said that they used the same piano as Ye Qingzhi.

Cheng Junfeng was not at all bitter or dissatisfied with this grand occasion, which was completely different from the registration for the school sports meeting, but felt relieved for the goddess.

Several students who wanted to sign up for musical instruments performed a section in turn.Hu Xiaobing encouraged everyone: "Is there any more?"

Chen Xun slowly raised his hand, and under the expectant eyes of everyone, he took out his musical instrument.

One, suona.

Yes, very soulful indeed.

Tang Weibin made an ignorant voice: "Brother Xun, what are you doing?"

Chen Xun smiled slightly: "Let me play a part for you."

Ye Qingzhi rummaged in the belly of the table, trying to find his earphones.

But it was too late, Chen Xun had already blew the suona.For a while, the classroom was filled with cheerful and jumping suona sounds, and the previous few musical instruments had lost all traces of their existence.

One song is over.

Chen Xun looked at Ye Qingzhi expectantly: "How is it?"

Ye Qingzhi's expression was in a trance: "It's very soulful."

Chen Xun: "Perfunctory."

"..." Ye Qingzhi looked at him and praised him sincerely, "It is indeed a musical instrument from birth to death."

……

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Although the two major activities of No. [-] Middle School have opened registration in advance, the second monthly exam at the end of October is the first to usher in.

When moving tables and chairs, Chen Xun was still very unconvinced: "Why didn't you choose my suona, isn't it enough to command the audience?"

That day, a suona song shocked the audience and beat all the instruments, but it was still ruthlessly rejected.

After several days of hard work, the one that was finally voted by the class was to perform a textbook play or a drama, and the script was undecided.

"Brother Xun, don't be discouraged," Ye Qingzhi comforted him, "Maybe I can add some drama to you in the script, you say so."

Chen Xun felt that what he said made sense, but still couldn't help muttering: "This is different, so it won't exert its due power."

Ye Qingzhi really couldn't imagine the scene of people in the auditorium listening to him playing the suona, so he could only tactfully persuade him to let it go.

"Brother Xun, didn't Lao Luo ask if you can change seats to watch this monthly exam." Ye Qingzhi stimulated his good brother, "Don't think about that, think about the exam, if it doesn't work, you can only play a song for yourself .”

Chen Xun didn't understand his words for a while: "???"

Ye Qingzhi smiled and patted him on the shoulder, prodding him: "From birth to burial."

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