fate.Curly [campus to entertainment circle]

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"Listen to my heartbeat beating irregularly"

"I'm thinking quietly and don't want to be disturbed by anyone"

"We hugged tightly but let go easily"

"That feeling is very subtle, how should I put it?"

"Time is divided into diagonals, stop your kindness to me and disintegrate our dependence"

"...I can only look forward to the rainbow after the rain with a smile"

The strings gently brushed off the last notes on the composition, and the singing stopped, and the small room suddenly became quiet.

After the performance, the students glanced at the other students with embarrassing faces. Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and it was rare to turn their eyes to their guitar teacher at the same time with a tacit understanding.It’s very strange. I’ve been in the guitar class for half a year, and it’s the first time I saw the teacher distracted. The student who played the quiz’s self-selected song bit the bullet and called out to the distracted teacher, “Mr. Bo? Teacher Bo?”

Boya finally returned to her original soul from the past. When this classmate scribbled the first note, she couldn't concentrate on listening to him play. This song was a kind of pain to her.

She looked up at him a few times, and without saying a word, she lowered her head and was about to write down the score on the score paper, but was stopped by this classmate.

"Teacher! You lost your mind just now. You probably didn't hear how well I played. I'll play it one more time, so that the score will be more fair!" His cleverness was laughed at by other students. I played the wrong sound, now I'm cheating!

Boya looked up from the score paper again, with a hint of playfulness and sharpness.

She has taught a lot of students, and she has encountered many students who play tricks, and she knows how to deal with them.The ballpoint pen tapped the board in his hand, and pointed lightly: "I admit that I was distracted, and I was just trying to give you a good score to make up for my distraction. I don't respect you, classmate. Now you ask to play it again. I It doesn’t matter, but this time I will definitely listen carefully.”

"Ah! No need! Teacher! I think I played well just now!" The classmate was ashamed. At the beginning, he applied for the guitar class and chose this teacher. Teacher Bo is famous for his patience and good temper. A few songs pop up.But friends who have applied for it warned him at the same time, don't try to play tricks to provoke Mr. Mao, otherwise...

Every time my friends talked about this, they just laughed and didn't say anything about the follow-up. At first they didn't understand, but now he understands!

"Really? Do you think it's good if there are five or six mistakes in the whole song?" Boya was indeed distracted, and she still heard what she should have heard, not to mention that she was too familiar with this song.

"No! I was wrong, teacher, please give me a chance to play it again!" The classmate stood up and bowed to her solemnly, and the other students also secretly smiled, showing the power of Teacher Bo!

Teacher Bo usually seems to be very gentle, with almost no temper, like a sheep who seems easy to bully, but in reality he is not.Whoever offends Teacher Mao, she will not yell like other people, she is just like the student who does not know what to do now, with some tricks, one sentence is enough to kill you!

More exciting than riding a roller coaster.

The four or five students in the small house laughed and laughed. After Boya said: "Okay, let's start." After that, no one in the room dared to speak again, and listened quietly to the male student playing while playing. Sing the "sky" of some years

The boy was even more nervous than the first time, but at least he didn't miss the whole song except that he was not smooth.After he finished playing, Boya gave a score on the score sheet, followed by the next classmate.

All six students finished the test, only the male student seemed to have something to do and pretended to clean up for a long time. After everyone else left, he stayed and said to Boya: "Teacher, I want to play the song better. Can you practice with me again?"

Boya was tidying up the chairs in the class room. She turned around and looked up at the male student. She asked curiously, "Boys want to learn guitar. There are several reasons. Let me talk about your reasons first, and I'll think about it later." Boya put down the chair in her hand and touched the guitar that happened to be next to her. It was her guitar, the brand was Martin, and it was a full-single electric box guitar.

The guitar in her hand is in the middle price of Martin, and the middle price is more than tens of thousands of yuan.

"Of course I learned to meet girls!" The male student didn't want to hide it at all.

"Hmm, sure enough, boys like you come to learn guitar to meet girls, so why did you study for half a year, and finally chose this sad song to play in this quiz?" Boya let go of his fingers. hands on the guitar, motioning the male classmate to sit down with her.

After the male student sat down and touched his cheap goods, his eyes suddenly became hot, and tears fell on the strings in front of Boya. He said hoarsely and sadly: "At first, I didn't choose this one, but later , she said she was leaving, and her parents wanted her to go to a foreign country... This is her favorite song... Even if it is a parting song, I want to record it for her to take away..."

"It just so happens that I have nothing to do next, so I can practice with you... Let's start, don't cry." Boya took a deep breath, picked up the guitar beside her, and brushed it down with her fingertips...

During the two-hour special training, the male student played the song smoothly and left happily, leaving her alone in the small room.In a quiet room, it was this song that lingered in her ears, not because she played it many times, but because she had a similar love story with this song.

Readjusting her sitting posture, in a very quiet environment, the strings played a bitter prelude between her fingertips again, tears slipped down unconsciously for the indelible and short days in the past while playing... .

"Listen to my heartbeat beating irregularly"

"I'm thinking quietly and don't want to be disturbed by anyone"

"We hugged tightly but let go easily"

"That feeling is very subtle, how should I put it?"

"Time is divided into diagonals to stop your kindness to me and to disintegrate our dependence..."

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Some grow overnight;

There are, but it is silent and colorless.

When the two kinds of growth are mixed together, there is something fermenting in the depths of the growing soul, and it is put there like rotten, and it smells bad.When the fermentation is complete, the childish shell fades away, and even the heart has matured, even surpassing the real age. Girls at this time especially attract the eyes of boys. They want to get close, but dare not.

When the exam papers for the last course of the freshman year are finished, it means that the student's favorite summer vacation is coming.Sitting in the classroom, Boya looked out the window quietly at the sunny sky, and sighed in his heart that he had come to Capital Normal University to study for a year without knowing it.

She recalled the past and was in a trance.

"Hello, Boya." Suddenly a male classmate stood in front of her, blocking her view.

Boya then felt that the students around him who obviously wanted to run out of the classroom also stopped in their tracks.Their mentality is to watch a good show, or do they want this male student to succeed?Boya couldn't figure out what the boys in college were thinking.

Boya heard the same confession for the fifth time since coming to this university. "Student Boya, I think you are very cute, gentle and quiet. I... want to make friends with you, can you give me your phone number?" The male student bent down exaggeratedly at the end and handed over his phone respectfully .

The friends standing behind him, as well as the classmates around him, began to boo. Some whistled, some sniggered, and some clapped their hands for her to accept.

Such an embarrassing scene, even for the fifth time, Boya was still very uncomfortable, stood up quickly, put all the things in the off-white canvas bag and carried it on his shoulders, his eyes avoided the sincere expectation of the other party eyes, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I... have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Boya flashed past the male classmate, and hurried out of the classroom. She had to walk two floors before she slowed down and her heartbeat slowed down.I breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the next summer vacation, many students chose to go home, and only a small number of students who might not be able to afford air tickets stayed in school for the summer vacation.

Among them, Boya also decided to stay in school during the summer vacation of the first year of college for some reason.

She was carrying a bag, and was walking back to the dormitory under the sun. When she approached the dormitory, someone grabbed her arm, and her body was pulled by the force. She thought it was someone, but it turned out to be that male classmate again. . "Student, it's not good for you to do this." She stared at the big palm on her arm. Although it is an open era, how decent is it for a boy to hold a girl's arm in the street?

"I'm sorry!" The male student ran out of breath and realized that he had done something inappropriate. He immediately let go of his fear and bent down to apologize. "Student Boya, I don't want you to be my girlfriend right away. I...know you don't know me, so I want to start with you as friends. By the way, you like playing guitar very much, right? I also went to learn recently A little bit, can you listen to my first song... give me some pointers."

When it comes to the guitar, the boy in front of me ran to learn it for her, his legs were nailed in place when he was about to flee, and he couldn't react. None of the boys who confessed to her the first four times went to learn it on purpose. Ask her to teach guitar to approach her.

The male classmate thought she was willing to listen to him play, so he quickly took out the guitar. When he played the prelude, a girl who was about the same height as him suddenly blocked Boya in front of him.

What was even more surprising was Boya.

The tall girl turned around, wearing sunglasses, stared at him coldly, and scolded: "Who allows you to use the guitar to confess to Xiaoya? Xiaoya is still young, not suitable for dating, get out of here !" After the girl finished speaking, the boy was still in a daze, thinking that he was going to play tricks, so he took off his sunglasses, squinted a beautiful eye at him, and poked his forehead with his nails.

When a boy sees a girl, he is instantly obsessed. She is a very beautiful girl!Instantly forget that he is after Boya!The boy touched his forehead that was sore from the poke, and a light fragrance bewitched his five senses. He nodded obediently to her inexplicably, turned around and walked away foolishly holding the guitar.

"Ren...Ren Fu?"

Boya was overjoyed. When she was admitted to Capital Normal University, she hoped that it not only had a music school, but also was located in Beijing, so the distance between her and Qi Renfu could at least be shortened.

But Boya never thought that she and Ren Fu would meet again in a place where they were not big or small.

The author has something to say:

At the beginning of this chapter, we return to the present tense, and then use the method of memory to switch the scene to the college days, the day they met again.

They showed their hearts at this stage. The content of the two people has more sweet interactions, and there are also unspeakable plots in Jinjiang, but I should post this kind of content green. If you want to see the friends who have not been greened, you need to turn & Looked at the wall to find resources (thief laughs)