Did Professor Yang bend today?

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The days are lost at the fingertips, and in June, the temperature is close to 35 degrees.The noisy cicadas filled my ears, and the birds on the campus began to sing at four or five in the morning.

Chen Nianen has been hiding from Yang Zheng for more than a week.Except for Qi Yang who knew that she was in a bad mood these days, the others didn't see any clues at all.

Everyone should eat and drink, make fun of, and go to class...

The Campus Singer Contest kicked off like this.

On the day of the official competition, there were quite a few professors who watched the excitement. Although Yang Zheng was far away, he was one of them.

Chen Nianen had noticed the desolate beauty in the back row very early.

She sat at the preparation table, far away from Yang Zheng.

Chen Nian'en remembered the reason why he chose "waiting for love" as the entry song, and now he feels very sad and funny.

She is not someone who loves to grieve for Qiuyue, and would like to publicize a little thing in front of her friends and classmates to seek comfort.

But thinking of these things now, her heart still feels a little dull.

For the first time in my life, I really liked someone seriously, and I blew it within a month.No one will feel better about this.

Qi Yang was the first to see that something was wrong with her, and wanted to comfort her, but Chen Nianen ran away.

Chen Nianen always felt that he was an optimist, and comforted himself every day, thinking that he would meet better people in the future.When she talked about this matter with Qi Yang, she always had a calm face, as calm as if she was telling someone else's story.

But at this moment, when she saw Yang Zheng's figure, she couldn't help but her eyes turned red.

She lowered the brim of her hat a little lower, trying to adjust her mood.

The next show will be hers.

Driven by Wang Yi, the people in a dormitory waved their flags and cheered wildly for her.The rose ribbon held by the planner was crumpled by him.

As soon as the electronic music came out, the whole audience became restless.

Chen Nianen held the microphone and sat in the center of the stage lonely holding the guitar.

The students below couldn't figure out what kind of medicine she was selling in the gourd, and all of them stared wide-eyed.

The rhythm of the electronic music was exciting, and Chen Nianen sang the whole song just like that.Pronunciation standard, voice pleasing to the ear.

There is a stark contrast between on stage and off stage.

At the end of the original song, the electronic music stopped abruptly.Chen Nian'en took advantage of this feature and plucked the guitar after pausing for a few seconds.

This is another version of "waiting for love".

Her voice is a bit hoarse today, and her Russian pronunciation is even thicker.

The pros and cons were completed in such a short period of time, which brought a sense of shock to everyone present.

Yang Zheng was in the last row, that distant figure in the stands.

When Chen Nianen sang the adapted part, the lighting team only left a slanting white light hitting the center of the stage.Chen Nianen's shadow was stretched very long.

Chen Nianen seems to be born with a sense of stage, and he is enough to control the audience by himself.

Listening to the song, Yang Zheng heard Chen Nianen's low-pitched complaint in the car - "My dad won't let me participate in the talent show."

At that time, she didn't know Chen Nianen's brilliance on the stage. If this concert had been held earlier, what Yang Zheng said that time might not have been so ambiguous.

She will persuade Chen Nianen to stick to himself and chase his dreams.

A person will shine brightly in his suitable position.

After Chen Nianen finished singing, he stood up and bowed.There was thunderous applause from the audience.At that moment, Yang Zheng felt that there was that light in Chen Nianen's body.

Chen Nianen left after the performance, and the male planner didn't even have time to present her flowers.

When she left, she received a WeChat from Yang Zheng.

"Last time you told me that your father did not support you to participate in the talent show. My answer was very perfunctory at that time, and I will answer it again today."

"When a person is in his right position and does what he loves, he will shine. You are very bright today. Be firm and do what you love."

Followed by photos of Zhang Nianen's performance.

Chen Nianen pinched the phone, the corners of his mouth kept rising.Now her dusty heart seems to be soaked in warm water, and there is a moving temperature spreading there.

It seems that based on this incident, she has been able to like Professor Yang for a long time again.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but Chen Nianen and Yang Zheng met outside the auditorium.

Tonight, the wind is warm and gently strokes their hair.

Chen Nianen propped his arms on the railing, leaning over to look at the flashing neon lights in the distance.

Yang Zheng imitated her posture and stood aside.

The chirping of cicadas seems to be no longer noisy mixed in the evening wind.Early summer evenings are truly magical times.

Chen Nianen mustered up her courage, she was silent for a long time before she said: "Professor Yang, in fact, I have always liked you very much before." She didn't dare to look into Yang Zheng's eyes, and she drooped her eyes after speaking.

Yang Zheng smiled: "I seem to have guessed it."

"I've been avoiding you these days."

"I know."

After speaking, both of them were silent.

After a long time, Chen Nianen asked: "Professor Yang, do you hate homosexuality?"

Yang Zheng shook his head: "There is no distinction between high and low in feelings. Homosexuality and heterosexuality are just expressions of love. If I really love someone, I won't care about her gender."

Chen Nianen didn't have the courage to ask that sentence.

Yang Zheng could understand her mood.

"I won't be prejudiced because you have a crush on me. It's not a question of whether we have feelings, but a question of personality differences and social prejudice." Yang Zheng turned his head to look at Chen Nianen's profile: "Although it is in college, prejudice is still everywhere."

"Leaving aside the question of the degree of tolerance of same-sex feelings in our society, there is still a teacher-student relationship between us. Although we are all adults, I am not actually your teacher. But some people will feel that such feelings are tainted. Academic circle." Yang Zheng's voice was as soft as the evening wind, but it still brought a dull pain to Chen Nian'en's heart.

"Although we all understand the truth that 'the eyes of others are our own shackles', there are a few who can really not care."

Chen Nianen felt a little bored.She couldn't refute Yang Zheng's words.The difference is less than ten years old, but the experience is already very different.Yang Zheng has been tempered, and her way of thinking about problems is much deeper than hers.

In the final analysis, Chen Nianen is still an inexperienced student. She is sometimes rational and sometimes romantic.

These are beautiful and precious qualities in young people.

Chen Nianen covered his eyes and asked the last question.

"If I always like it, will I be able to impress you in the end?"

Yang Zheng felt that this question was a bit illusory.She never believed that a person could always, from beginning to end, only like one person.

She felt that she was also a dedicated person. She liked Chen Nian in high school, but she didn't like anyone afterwards.But she never dared to say that she would always like this person.

There are so many uncertain things in the world, isn’t there a saying that says this—the only constant in this world is change.

She looked at Chen Nianen's clear eyes and was a little moved. She couldn't bear to hurt her, but she was afraid that she would cause more harm if she gave more hope.

After thinking for a long time, Yang Zheng said: "I am a person who is too indifferent to feelings. I don't want to bring you unnecessary harm by giving you a little more hope."

What's more, Yang Zheng is afraid of being abused, afraid of being poked in the spine.