God said I would meet you

On the other side, Lin Ye was having dinner with his classmates outside. While holding his mobile phone over his shoulder, he picked out the coriander from the bowl of noodles in front of him one by one: "Are you arranging the program... a children's instrumental music competition?" He said : "Don't, don't... I'm just kidding."

Lin Ye turned his face evenly: "It's nothing, then you go..." He said: "Just at the school gate, not far from the neighborhood where I live, I'll go back later, um, bye." After finishing speaking Hang up the phone.

The classmate asked: "Who is it, your new boyfriend?"

"Oh no," Lin Ye said, "a little...brother."

While eating noodles, the classmate put the suitcase next to him under his feet so that it would not get in the way: "Have you brought the key, I will go directly to the station later... Why don't you go home for the National Day?"

"Bring it," Lin Ye said, "If I go back, my mother will probably hunt me all over the neighborhood with a feather duster... Oh, and my brother is standing by and applauding and cheering. I won't go back just to be on the safe side."

"Ah." The classmate said helplessly, "I wish I could be better off" and then I bowed my head and concentrated on eating noodles.

……

There are many old trees on Lin Ye's university campus, and all kinds of college students dressed in fancy dress, or in pajamas, shorts, flip flops, are walking on the road in a hurry holding books, carrying a piano case, and talking on the phone.

Lin Jinyu and the three high school students in school uniforms look out of place in this scene.

"Do you have friends here?" Xu Zhao said as he walked, "College student? How did you meet? Why didn't I know?"

"That's how we met," Lin Jinyu said, "Can you stop being the same as Hundred Thousand Whys?"

Zhang Xinli followed them all the time without saying a word.

The time Lin Ye spent eating bowls of noodles was much shorter than the time they spent on the road. When Lin Jinyu and the others arrived, Lin Ye was already there.

He seemed a little surprised that Zhang Xinli was here, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Come as soon as you come, and bring your family along."

Xu Zhao was at a loss: "What drags the family?"

Lin Jinyu blushed: "...all my classmates."

"Let's sit down somewhere and talk," Lin Ye glanced at the school uniforms on them, "I have the illusion that I'm abducting and trafficking children."

In fact, there are quite a few students in their school who receive extra money to give small lessons to high school art students, which is nothing unusual.

Lin Ye led them to sit down in a cafe near the school, and asked Lin Jinyu to watch what he wanted to eat.

Zhang Xinli has almost never been to this kind of place, and he has no idea of ​​the various names on the price list, such as this mousse, this mousse, this ice, this ice, this coffee, that coffee.

They didn't have dinner, and they didn't look like they were going to eat anything else. The cake was delicious and full.

Xu Zhao casually ordered, Lin Jinyu turned around and asked Zhang Xinli what he wanted to eat, Zhang Xinli said, "You guys eat, I won't eat."

Although he knew that he really didn't like sweets... Lin Jinyu didn't ask any more, he said "Let me order it for you" before turning back, thinking about Zhang Xinli's usual taste in his memory, and ordered for him Something that he thinks is okay.

"Let's talk," Lin Ye motioned them to eat and said, "What are you going to arrange?"

"Just... a piece of music," Lin Jinyu said, "I haven't chosen it yet, mainly because we don't know how to divide the work."

Lin Ye expressed difficulty in understanding: "The song has not been decided yet? Do you want to start a band? Or just sing a song. For this kind of thing, you can just search for scores on the Internet, and then ask your own school's music teacher to guide you."

"Isn't that common?" Xu Zhao said while sipping his coffee, "You're a music student? Then can you just write a song or something? It shouldn't be too difficult for a music student, right? Repertoire, wow, how awesome it will be!"

"..." Lin Ye said, "I think you may have misunderstood the music major. I'm studying music notation, not composition."

Xu Zhao didn't understand, Lin Ye didn't want to explain to the fool, so he said directly, "Do you know how to play musical instruments?"

"Yes," Lin Jinyu explained the general situation: "Can the guitar and the violin play together?"

"Look at how to make it up," Lin Ye asked, "What's your level? Is anyone an art candidate?"

Lin Jinyu glanced at Xu Zhao: "Amateur class N."

"..." Lin Ye said: "I suggest you search for a little star on the Internet, and then play a section each, and everyone will be happy."

Zhang Xinli still doesn't quite understand their conversation. He had never heard of anyone learning musical instruments in his previous class. If any student went to a crash course for two months during the summer vacation, he would come back with a special outfit... Seems awesome. look.

However, in fact, students of this major see what countless parents are keen to show off, "their children have eighth grades, ninth grades and tenth grades", just like CBA players fancy the honorary certificates of school team members.

Lin Jinyu said: "Don't be a little star! Be serious! We are taking this matter very seriously, okay?"

As a prospective graduate, Lin Ye is actually very busy. His classmates are preparing for the entrance examination for the orchestra, the examination for the compilation, and the postgraduate entrance examination for the graduate school. He is also preparing for his future.

He rubbed his chin and said, "Okay, but at least you have to choose the repertoire yourself, choose one you are best at, play it, take a video and send it to me, that's it."

"Shall we choose a song together?"

"Choose separately," Lin Ye said, "Choose your own and send them to me."

"But..." Lin Jinyu was a little uncertain. He chatted with Lin Ye for a long time, and finally reached a consensus and came up with a plan.

They were almost done eating, and Lin Jinyu wanted to pay the bill. Lin Ye called them to get up, and said, "I've already paid, how can a small coffee shop let you pay later."

"Then I'll go back and transfer it to you later..."

"It's okay." Lin Ye and his brother walked out with Lin Jinyu's shoulders in a normal manner: "You students have no income, and I can still afford a few cups of coffee."

"Aa is better."

"No need," Lin Ye stroked his hair casually, "I'll treat you like a cheap brother."

Xu Zhao followed the two of them with his schoolbag on his back, wondering when he had such a new favorite... er, a new friend, he didn't even know him at all.

Lin Ye graciously sent them to the car, and gave Lin Jinyu a handsome bye from the car before driving.

……

After arriving home, Lin Jinyu fell into deep thought.

Lin Ye asked each of them to record a video and send it over, so what should he practice, Bach, Beethoven, Kreisler, or something messed up, so he can't send a Seitz over.

His parents had gone to see his grandpa in the hospital, so it was a rare unwatched night.

Lin Jinyu took off his shoes and went straight to the small balcony, dug out his music stand, books, etc., frantically looking for suitable pieces.

Zhang Xinli didn't say anything along the way, and now he watched Lin Jinyu change from his usual procrastinating style and shuttle between the rooms, as if he was preparing some application materials for the Guinness Book of Records.

Lin Jinyu hadn't touched his piano for almost a year since he entered high school, so he was in a hurry to hug Buddha's feet temporarily.He searched for nail clippers to cut his nails, tuned his voice, and practiced scales to find his hand. After struggling for more than an hour, he officially started recording his video in front of the score.

Zhang Xinli didn't go back to his room, nor did he do anything else, he just leaned against the door and looked at Lin Jinyu.

Lin Jinyu recorded several times in a row, but the recording was still not good. Either the sound was wrong or there was a flaw, or the phone was not placed in the right position, and the structure of the picture was extremely ugly.He is raw and can't enter the state. Once he is not good at pulling people, he is easily irritable, and the more irritable he is, the worse he is.

After making another mistake, Lin Jinyu temporarily gave up and sat in a chair in a daze.

Zhang Xinli had been watching him at the door, but he hadn't had time to talk to him just now.

"Why don't you continue?" Zhang Xinli watched him sit still for a while, then walked in and said, "Weren't you very attentive just now?"

attentive?What kind of strange adjective is this... Lin Jinyu didn't understand what he meant, and replied, "The recording is not good, think about it for a while."

He leaned back in the chair, turned his face to the sky, and thought about what to do.

Zhang Xinli walked behind him, and asked inexplicably, "What do you think?"

"I miss Lin Ye."

What Lin Jinyu meant was that he was thinking about how to fulfill Lin Ye's request with dignity. After all, everyone has a good face, and the violin is one of his specialties since he was a child. He didn't want to be laughed at if he played too badly.

After receiving this answer, Zhang Xinli had no expression on his face. He stood behind the chair, looked down at Lin Jinyu, and said, "I didn't realize that you care so much about him."

"He kindly guides you carefully, so you must take it seriously," Lin Jinyu said, "We have something to ask for, and they didn't shirk it. How can we fool it."

Although he didn't know that Lin Ye's classmates were charging two to three hundred for a class for art candidates outside the junior three, but this did not prevent Lin Jinyu from taking this matter seriously.

Zhang Xinli said, "Should we take this matter seriously, or should we take him seriously?"

?

Lin Jinyu asked, "What?"

Zhang Xinli said, "Nothing."

It's nothing, Lin Jinyu felt that he was very strange tonight.

"Are you taking a shower today? Do your homework first." Lin Jinyu wanted to let herself go: "Let me think for a while by myself."

"Wash," Zhang Xinli looked at him for a while, and said, "You'd better settle this matter quickly."

"Why? Slow work and meticulous work. If you want to urge Lin Ye, you will urge him, but you will urge him before him."

"Can you stop..." Zhang Xinli braked in the middle of speaking.

"Don't what?" Lin Jinyu said, "You said it."

"Don't... Old Lin Ye, Lin Ye's."

"Why?" Lin Jinyu was at a loss: "What's wrong with him?"

"You clearly know him..." Zhang Xinli thought for a few seconds, but still didn't say it.After all, Lin Jinyu has repeatedly emphasized that he doesn't mind if Lin Ye likes him, so he doesn't seem to have any position to ask if there is any.

"What about him? Is he gay? So what?"

"It's not this," Zhang Xinli became a little irritable, "Forget it, I'm going to take a shower." After he finished speaking, he turned and went back to his room, leaving Lin Jinyu alone in the back, Monk Zhang Er, puzzled.

The sound of running water in the bathroom soon rang. Lin Jinyu thought for a long time and still had no idea, so she simply checked her phone.

Violin...repertoire...nice pop music...suitable for changing to violin... Lin Jinyu searched a lot on and off, and tried it himself, but couldn't find anything he was satisfied with.

Just when he was one head and two big, and wanted to simply put this matter aside and talk about it tomorrow when he woke up, he suddenly found a short piece of a song about one and a half minutes long.

That clip was probably taken from some movie. From the moment the first note came out, Lin Jinyu was like a fanatic illegitimate fan meeting an idol video, and couldn't click the cross at all.

He was the only one in the room. Lin Jinyu sat there, holding the mobile phone like a sculpture, and listened to the clip without fast forwarding for a second.

It's really beautiful, the tune, the voice, the lively and gentle eyes of the heroine, and her golden hair.

The best time for a song is actually the short period of time when it has just touched you, and you haven't had time to fully understand it.As if an electric current passed through his body, Lin Jinyu felt a voice telling him in the dark: it is this song.

He quickly sent this clip to Lin Ye, and then left him a message saying: Can this song be changed, I really like it.

Lin Ye returned to him 2 minutes later: Do you know this?What about your own videos?

Lin Jinyu typed: I don't know...but I want to pull this.

……

Lin Ye said: "What kind of movie is this clip? This clip is too short, isn't it? Your program doesn't have a length requirement?"

It was indeed a bit short, but Lin Jinyu wanted to learn it very much.He said: Wait, I'll look for that movie to see if there is a full version.

He had just finished posting this sentence, and before he had time to log out and open the browser, Lin Ye had already sent a line of words: Don't think about it, the full version of the song is 3 minutes, and the full version of the movement is 7 minutes longer. At your current level , it should be impossible to complete any piece of music that appeared in that movie.

???

This is too contemptuous, does Lin Ye really regard him as someone who only goes to a summer crash course every two years... Lin Jinyu rolled up his sleeves and replied: Why?My level is not as bad as you think!

Maybe it was because he was too tired to type, this time Lin Ye sent him a voice message slowly: "I don't mean that, I just give you a tactful advice for the purpose of caring for you... Almost all the official soundtracks of that movie come from Paganini's violin works, the tune of the piece you sent is adapted from the Paganini Concerto, and the words are taken from Goethe's little poem "Love is by my side."

Paganini?Lin Jinyu's hands and feet were already trembling just hearing the name, my Queen Mother, God, God.

Before he had time to reach out his trembling hand to reply to the message, he heard Zhang Xinli say at the door: "'The purpose of loving you'?"

Lin Jinyu listened to the voice outside, and he said embarrassingly: "It's the purpose of 'caring for you'..."

Just at this moment, with a "ding dong", Lin Ye sent another voice message.

Zhang Xinli was holding a towel in his hand, and the tip of his hair was dripping with water. He walked in while wiping his hair, and said, "Have you finished recording?"

"No..." Lin Jinyu felt that his tone was inexplicably questioning... Was it an illusion?

Zhang Xinli walked to his bed and sat down, putting a towel around his neck.Seeing that Lin Jinyu hadn't moved, he said, "Listen to the news, can't I listen here?"

No... Lin Jinyu thought: I didn't realize it for a while, why I can't listen anymore, and it's not like I'm doing something shady.

He turned on the voice, and heard Lin Ye say over there: "Hey, it's better to choose an easier one. Little Xingxing is really good. How about Seitz? It doesn't take much effort. I can teach you by hand, no problem." .”

Lin Jinyu felt insulted, damn it!Too much for you!

He was struggling with the repertoire here, while Zhang Xinli's attention seemed to be on the conversation between him and Lin Ye: "Since when have you two become so close in words?"

Lin Jinyu was furious, didn't pay attention to what he said, and said indiscriminately: "What kind of intimacy! I'm so mad! Little Xingxing, Seitz, see if I don't send him a message that shocks his whole family!"

Zhang Xinli did not understand the concept of "Seitz". This violinist from Germany is famous for his five student concertos and has accompanied many children who are learning the piano to grow up.

Lin Jinyu rushed over, handed him her mobile phone, and said, "I've had enough of the fixed bracket, hold it for me, and record a segment."

Zhang Xinli inexplicably became a tool man, with a strange expression on his face, he said, "What are you doing?"

"Hurry up, do me a favor." Lin Jinyu didn't give him a chance to refuse, took the piano to test the pitch, and said, "I'll start recording when I call."

"I don't..."

Lin Jinyu said fiercely: "I only accept your agreement, and swallow the rest automatically."

...It was very reminiscent of the domineering president's lines, Zhang Xinli was half-forced by him, and followed his instructions to press the video button.

Lin Jinyu played a set of scales in the first position, and then began to play "The Butterfly Lovers".

He stood very straight, his bow didn't fly, every sound was precise, and there seemed to be lingering butterflies flying out of his fingertips.

...Maybe it was because of holding his breath, this time he made every sound right, all in one go.

"It's done," Lin Jinyu put the piano on, snatched the phone from Zhang Xinli's hand, and sent it in one go: "I think he's still here, Little Xingxing is laughing at me!"

"... Is it necessary," Zhang Xinli said, "Is it so serious to listen to him?"

Lin Jinyu always felt that he spoke strangely tonight, but she was not sure. After all, why did Zhang Xinli speak strangely?

Lin Jinyu sat beside him: "I did it casually, I just thought it would be better at the show, and he's not there...Only you are there."

Zhang Xinli stopped talking.There was a pleasant scent of shower gel on his body, which diffused to the tip of Lin Jinyu's nose when they sat next to each other.

Their house only had a bottle of shower gel, and the smell made Lin Jinyu feel very familiar and friendly.

At this time, there were only the two of them at home, without parents or classmates. Lin Jinyu resisted the urge to go over to hug him and smell it, and said, "...Didn't you say that you don't like to use body wash? Why did you use it today?"

Zhang Xinli replied: "Try something new."

"Really, you have the spirit of exploration, praise." Lin Jinyu sent a message to Lin Ye with her mobile phone, while slowly moving over, pretending to lean on his shoulder casually, Zhang Xinli did not move, and let him lean on.

He hadn't been this close to Zhang Xinli for a long time, and the satisfaction at that moment couldn't be described in words.

Although it might be a bit exaggerated to describe it like this, Lin Jinyu did feel happy because of this small gesture.

He leaned against Zhang Xinli, breathed the smell of his body, and held up his mobile phone to send messages. From this angle, Zhang Xinli could easily see the screen of his mobile phone when he lowered his head. All the messages sent by Lin Jinyu were openly and undefended in front of him. .

A few minutes after Zhang Xinli saw it, Lin Ye sent a message from over there, saying, "Wow, your basic skills are much stronger than I thought... But why is Liang Zhu so pulled by you to have such a slight feeling of turning into a butterfly and killing the enemy."

Lin Jinyu clattered and typed, and replied: The one who killed was your little star.

His shoulders were stacked on Zhang Xinli's, and his head rested on his shoulders. He felt a little slipped down, so he squirmed to find a more comfortable position, but he still slid down a little.

"Don't push back and forth," Zhang Xinli said while watching his message, "Like a maggot."

"Get out," Lin Jinyu retorted, "I'm a maggot, so what are you? The maggots are usually sh..."

Before he had time to pronounce the vulgar words, Zhang Xinli said, "Okay, okay, play with your phone."

Zhang Xinli had never quarreled with him once, so Lin Jinyu had to be forgiving and forgiving, so let him go and stop talking.

He was playing with his mobile phone. Zhang Xinli watched him play with his mobile phone. Lin Jinyu replied to Lin Ye: I still want to choose the one you sent, and just change the one-and-a-half minute version. You can repeat the chorus part to make up the time. Can you simplify it? ?

Zhang Xinli asked, "Which song?"

"I won't tell you," Lin Jinyu said, "Let's watch it on the day of the performance."

Zhang Xinli said unhappily: "It's fine for him to see it, but not for me."

"Isn't there no way, I need a simplified score... You are the final audience, of course you have to keep a sense of mystery." Lin Jinyu moved her body up again, feeling like a bird The maggot attached to Zhang Xinli's body... This metaphor is too disgusting, let's replace it with a sloth.

"Oh," Zhang Xinli said, "Then why did you choose this one?"

"Just... it sounds good."

Coincidentally, Lin Ye from the opposite side also sent back a message, saying that this is not impossible, but it is a bit troublesome, and asked him why he insisted on this song.

Lin Jinyu glanced at it, but didn't return.

Zhang Xinli asked, "Why didn't you reply?"

Lin Jinyu lied: "I don't want to go back... I won't." He put the phone away, closed his eyes and said, "I'm a little sleepy."

"Then go take a shower and sleep." Zhang Xinli put his arm around his shoulder and patted him lightly: "Hurry up."

Lin Jinyu said yes, but she didn't take any action.

He was greedy for this state at this moment, and he didn't want it to end, even his movements became lighter, as if he was afraid that excessive and rough movements would disturb the peaceful atmosphere in the room, and he was afraid that Zhang Xinli would feel uncomfortable and leave, so he would It was no longer natural to lean on him.

"Then get up," Zhang Xinli simply agreed to him, almost getting used to the way of his body not moving at all, and said helplessly, "Not moving again."

"Take a break." Lin Jinyu was a little greedy. He knelt on the bed naturally in this position, pressed Zhang Xinli from behind, rested his chin on his shoulder, clicked on the video just now, held it in front of Zhang Xinli, and asked, "What happened to the video just now?" Is it okay to pull?"

Zhang Xinli said: "Very good." He paused for a few seconds, then added: "I don't understand this, I can't say one, two, three like Lin Ye...but it's very good."

Lin Jinyu felt that he was trying to compete with Lin Ye for some kind of magical power this night... He said, "It's fine if you agree."

There was no one else watching them here, only Lin Jinyu and Zhang Xinli.

Lin Jinyu said: "Will you watch the show seriously, will you... At that time, you still have time to study or something."

He knew that Zhang Xinli was very perfunctory about this kind of entertainment, and felt that most of these things were a waste of his study time, but Zhang Xinli said, "Yes," he said, "I will watch carefully when you perform."

Lin Jinyu nodded. He felt very happy, a kind of happiness that could not be expressed in words.

Zhang Xinli turned his head and patted him: "Okay, go take a shower now, get ready for bed, and get busy with your business tomorrow."

Lin Jinyu slowly separated from him like a sloth descending a tree, and got out of bed to put on slippers.He walked into the bathroom with his mobile phone and clothes, and saw the message from Lin Ye that he hadn't responded to.

Lin Jinyu started typing: because I want to play this song for him.

He wrote: ...that song is really nice, and it has a beautiful name, Lotipensoamore.