I made the object green after respawn

Because of a sudden illness, Lu Meng was ordered to lie on the bed and rest well. Apart from being fed by Yu Qingfeng, the rest was to sleep.

Zhang Siliang came again on Sunday. As soon as Lu Meng saw her coming, she covered herself with a quilt and pretended to be asleep. However, Zhang Siliang seemed to have seen through it. After chatting with Jiang Qianqian and the others for a long time, she still received a call from Lin Jing She just left, and as soon as she left, Lu Meng immediately got out of bed and took a big breath of fresh air.

A little later, she may have to say goodbye to this world forever.

It wasn't a serious illness, Lu Meng was back to life after resting for a weekend, and she was thinking of learning guitar when Wen Jiu got better on Sunday, which really delayed things.

"Are you well?"

It was rare to see Wen Jiu come to school early in the morning. Lu Meng informed Lao Meng and dragged her to the music classroom.

"All right."

"Is there nothing you want to tell me?"

Lu Meng waited for two days, but Wen Jiu didn't send her a message. At first, she wanted to wait for Wen Jiu to come to her, but she made a serious complaint, but in the end, let alone thank you, he didn't even send a single punctuation mark.

Now he still looks at her with a puzzled face, as if her question is so ridiculous.

Lu Meng took a deep breath and forced a smirk: "At least say thank you, didn't you see the many messages I sent you?"

"I saw it."

"Then what should you say?"

"Cleaning is what you promised me in the first place. I'm sick. As the monitor, you should take care of me."

Lu Meng almost didn't bring it up: "I owe you, right?"

There was nothing to worry about at first, but Lu Meng didn't know what was wrong. Seeing Wen Jiu's indifferent look made her inexplicably uncomfortable. She worked all night and fell ill. It's all right?

Lu Meng was lying on the corridor smoking a stuffy cigarette. After a while, the sound of the guitar behind her suddenly stopped. Lu Meng tilted her head slightly, thinking that it might be Wen Jiu who came to apologize, thinking: It's too late!Even if you kneel down, I won't accept it!

"Lu Meng."

Lu Meng smoked the last cigarette, put the cigarette butt out in the flower bed, turned around and met Zhang Siliang's face, and Wen Jiu stood behind her, leaning against the door frame, as if watching a play.

"What's up?"

"I just thought it was a coincidence that we met again."

There is only one music classroom in the school. Lu Meng and Wen Jiu don't want to be crowded with others, so they come here every time during class time, and Zhang Siliang and the others are more upstairs because of many classes.

"It's okay, just twice."

Lu Meng is a person who has all kinds of emotions written on his face. He really can't express any good feelings towards Zhang Siliang at the moment, but Zhang Siliang doesn't care much, and still smiles: "You are going to participate in the campus singer Is it a contest?"

Lu Meng shook her head: "I'm just an escort." After speaking, he pointed to Wen Jiu behind him.

Zhang Siliang nodded, but still didn't look at Wen Jiu: "Are you free on Friday? We will report on the performance at two o'clock in the afternoon. If you come, I will reserve a good seat for you."

Lu Meng didn't answer immediately, but looked at Wen Jiu over Zhang Siliang, and said after a while: "We'll talk about it later, senior sister, if you have nothing to do, go get busy first, we have to continue practicing."

"Okay, then come on."

Lu Meng smiled and nodded, waved Zhang Siliang away and then looked at Wen Jiu who was still leaning on the door frame: "The play is over? Continue to practice."

Wen Jiu shrugged and followed her: "Doesn't she really think you are strange? One day at a time."

"What do you know, this is playing hard to get."

"Are you going to see it on Friday?"

"You want to go too?"

Wen Jiu picked up the guitar again and strummed the strings: "I'm afraid you will be caught by his girlfriend."

"Catch it if you catch it, what am I afraid of, and I didn't do anything." Lu Meng rubbed his chest and continued to sit on the small bench next to him: "Besides, I still have you, all our contacts are in It's happening right under your nose, as long as you don't think there's anything, no one can say anything about me."

Lu Meng was secretly delighted with her idea, and she discovered another usefulness of Wen Jiu, and she became more and more fortunate to find Wen Jiu to cooperate at the beginning.

It's okay to take revenge on the scum, but we can't ruin our reputation!

She must tear off Zhang Siliang's hypocritical skin!

Besides, she wanted to be caught by Lin Jing, but Zhang Siliang would never give her this chance at all. She was Zhang Siliang's shameful thought, and Zhang Siliang would only hide her well.

If she could invite Lu Meng to visit again and again, she could ensure that Lin Jing would not appear.

She has no love and is light, and she has nothing to hide. She will definitely win this game.

"How much do you know about guitar knowledge?"

"Lu Meng!"

"Huh?" Lu Meng was so immersed in her fantasy that she didn't hear what Wen Jiu said to her at all: "What's wrong?"

"I asked you how much you know about the guitar."

Lu Meng thought for a while, then timidly said: "53231323?"

Wen Jiu handed her the guitar: "It's okay, then you can start practicing now for 40 minutes, and tomorrow I will bring you books related to music theory."

Chapter 40 minutes?Music theory book?Lu Meng took the guitar in a daze: "Now? You don't practice anymore?"

"I don't really need it, I have nothing to do anyway."

"No," Lu Meng grabbed Wen Jiu who was about to go out for a smoke: "Can you just learn something quick? I can play a piece or two. I don't need to read music theory books."

If she wants to practice like this, she might as well just give up as before.

"Then stop learning."

In a word, it blocked her to death.

Lu Meng lowered her head, picked up the guitar resignedly, and played 53231323 repeatedly in silence.

She doesn't have the patience to lay the foundations, but she is still young, if she can really learn it, it can be regarded as her own wish.

Thinking of this, Lu Meng straightened up a little, looking less reluctant.

Wen Jiu leaned on the corridor and looked at Lu Meng who was plucking the strings carefully. The same melody over and over again seemed to have some magical power, which made her feel a little relieved in her breathless heart.

She gently opened her lips and said to Lu Meng, "Thank you."

Thank you for that day, and thank you for today.

Naturally, Lu Meng couldn't hear this "thank you". She played back and forth countless times, and she was looking at Wen Jiu begging for help, hoping that she would show mercy and end this boring practice.

But Wen Jiu just twitched the corner of his mouth perfunctorily: "There are still 25 minutes."

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