Don't slag me, it doesn't work

Because there was no light around, it was dark. Qin Ye lay on the ground for a while before slowly sitting up. He put his arms on his knees and spoke in a low voice.

"It's okay, it's fine, what can I do."

Lin Qi breathed a sigh of relief after hearing such a sentence.

Their eyes were slowly getting used to the dark room, she looked in Qin Ye's direction without moving, the man was sitting very idle, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with him.

It was only after the nervousness passed that Lin Qi thought about the matter with bewilderment. Qin Ye didn't hesitate to fall to the ground and came over to protect her after the fall just now... What a shocking feeling.jump.Enter.

"Brother Ye, I didn't expect you to care about me so much..."

...?

Qin Ye pressed his shoulder with one hand, and threw out a straight sentence without embellishment.

"No, you fell too accurately."

"..."

Lin Qi decided to shut up.

The two sat opposite each other silently in the dark room, and a rustling sound came from the corner. Lin Qi felt that she might not be able to shut up, and the soprano was ready to speak.

It's not that Qin Ye didn't hear those voices, but he was exchanging points for things in the system, so he had no interest in responding.

Three minutes after Xiaozheng went online, Qin Ye got a lamp, the only one in the store.

This lamp is different from ordinary lamps, it is the kind that little girls like, the name is nice, starry sky lamp.

After the thing was put in the middle and started to spin itself, the atmosphere of the original horror movie suddenly became an ambiguous romance movie.

Qin Ye had no choice but to choose this one. After seeing the effect, he suddenly regretted it.

Lin Qi beside her was already covered in pink blisters.

"Brother Ye, you are too good at it. If you change to a little girl who is not familiar with the world, if you encounter this kind of trapped classic Xiaoyan plot and excellent atmosphere, you will fall for less than a minute."

He rested his hand on his forehead, feeling a little helpless.

"I don't fucking want to, and I don't want to."

Qin Ye was going to turn off the light, but when he looked up at Lin Qi, he paused again. The soprano who was hovering on the verge of screaming was very happy, and he was very happy to see the light turn. It's a clean space.

Stay clean and let yourself go.

He leaned against the wall, didn't mind the mess too much, closed his eyes and whispered:

"The battle-tested one, I fell asleep."

Qin Ye's subtext is: You'd better keep quiet and don't disturb me.

What Lin Qi understood was: You almost also go to bed earlier.

She sat there, hugged her knees and put her face on her arms, looked at Qin Ye for a while, and said "good night" softly.

The gaudy lamp was still turning diligently, Qin Ye was still in that posture with his arms folded loosely, the light slid across his eyebrows and face from the dark all the way, and through the black hair fell a patch of mottled stars. And pass.

Lin Qi was indeed battle-tested, but when she looked at Qin Ye, she inexplicably felt that she had returned to a state of ignorance.

She thought, she can't be blamed, whoever can stand it will fall into it.

When he woke up the next day, the lights were still turning, Qin Ye opened his eyes sleepily, only to feel that his shoulders were sore and heavy, and when he glanced sideways, Lin Qi was beside him, leaning his head unceremoniously on him.

He squeezed between his eyebrows.

"Hey, get up."

Lin Qi was soundly asleep, opening and closing her eyes, humming twice.

Qin Ye didn't have much patience and love. He pushed her head away and stood up. Just when there was a sound of opening the door, he glanced at the broken door that couldn't be opened last night. What catches the eye is Yan Qilie, who looks uncomfortable while holding the key.

"You fucking are still here."

Ariel swept in, feeling a little depressed.

"I was waiting for you in the dormitory overnight, and you spent the night here with her?"

Qin Ye smiled silently, "When you say this, it sounds like I'm stealing someone behind your back."

"...Damn you are."

Irritable Ariel, online grievances.

Qin Ye looked at him like a child:

"It's a fart."

Not long after, Lin Qi also woke up completely, and the three of them wasted some time there before leaving.

After Yan Qilie learned of the accident last night, he was still not very happy, so he could only secretly sigh that Lin Qi's little sister was too lucky, and she took advantage of all good things.

Qin Ye is such an interesting person, it would be a fucking loss for someone to get ahead of him and take him away.

In the next few days, the whole school was full of artistic atmosphere, and various practice programs could be seen everywhere, three steps and one musical instrument, five steps and one love song, and occasionally ran into a dancer, there were coquettish and ruffian, sharing the refined and the vulgar.

During this period of time, in addition to the two points and one line in the dormitory and classrooms, Qin Ye also added an art building.

Yan Qilie and Lin Qi were forced to rehearse together because of the stage play, so they had no time to bother him, and it was considered a quiet time for him to be alone.

A week later, the art festival will come as scheduled.

After the program schedule was finalized, Qin Ye was still in the musical instrument group, still on number seven, and the place to watch the show was still in the auditorium.

The three of them are in the same class, and the positions are arranged together.

Qin Ye's performance order was relatively late, and the two of them, Beauty and Beast, came on stage earlier.

It's not their turn yet, the three of them gathered together to criticize a lot.

"I didn't say, Qin Ye, you really have to thank me, look at this clothes, this makeup, what kind of monsters and ghosts, is this something human can bear?"

Qin Ye glanced at Yan Qilie and smiled, "Isn't it a beast, it's good and suitable."

"I'm suffering for you, you know dad."

"Then why don't you switch back with me now?" He raised his chin and pointed with a hint of teasing in his words, "Look, the piano is all set."

Qin Ye intentionally or unintentionally imitated Yan Qilie's way of tricking him earlier, the latter was a little hoarse, and admitted his cowardice: "...not as capable as you, pretending that I didn't say anything just now."

Lin Qi seemed a little quiet today, or she talked less since she was trapped that day.

Although she and Yan Qilie were still fighting each other, but when Qin Ye was there, something was different.

The shows on the stage went one after another, and they went backstage when there were two scenes before the stage play of "Beauty and the Beast".

Only Qin Ye was left in the original three positions.

The noise around was endless, but it had stopped here.

He doesn't like watching this kind of stuff very much, but for the sake of the leading role, he still took enough time to save face.

This familiar love fairy tale follows the original plot step by step.

The beginning of the story is a curse—

"If he can learn how to love and be loved before the last petal falls, the magic will be broken. If not, he will be a beast forever."

Happy ending to the story——

"After all this time, he finally learned to love."

Qin Ye sat under the stage with a very calm expression on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.

The actor took the curtain call, and he got up and left his seat.

Yan Qilie and Lin Qi didn't see him when they went back. They wanted to go out and look for him, but they were wearing some ridiculous costumes, which was really inconvenient and ruined their image.

It was nearly an hour before they saw Qin Ye again.

His name was read by the announcer, and the spotlights were ready.

The audience was rustling, the previous tuxedo was still in front of Qin Ye, he didn't change the song, he practiced the previous song with pure love, and the priority was perfect.

The people who mocked them a week ago still had a little bit of fun in mind, hoping that Qin Ye would make a fool of himself again and add some jokes to their boring days.

"I don't think it's better not to come up, it will be so embarrassing to play stumblingly."

"Don't worry, there are so many crazy people. When you are in the limelight, you must come, but you don't know if you can get the limelight."

"I don't know if this buddy has practiced well. The last player who played the piano at this level is sure to win. As for him, he can't play it well."

The tuxedo who had just stepped off the stage was delighted to hear it, and he happily returned to his original position, happily sitting with these people and waiting for Qin Ye to make a fool of himself.

One minute later, Qin Ye finally showed his face unhurriedly. He carried a guitar on his shoulder, and lifted a chair with his other hand. He put it in the middle, adjusted the position of the guitar, and sat down with his eyes down.

The auditorium was very quiet, and the people below, including Lin Qi and Yan Qilie, were a little confused.

Those who broke their mouths continued to break their mouths:

"Why don't you play the piano? It seems that you are a little self-aware and know that you are not suitable, but I guess it won't be much better if you switch to other instruments."

"It's just that it looks good on the shelf. If it's so good, why didn't it come to this sooner."

"It's a bit interesting to make a fool of yourself."

……

Qin Ye was far away from them, he couldn't hear these things, and he didn't care what others said, but some people couldn't bear it.

Such as brown hair them.

"Can you keep your mouth shut? Why are you talking so much?"

With one fierce sentence, the world suddenly became very clean.

Qin Ye has already started to tune, this is the guitar he saw in the art building, not his own, he simply borrowed it for the performance, and will return it when it is over.

His fingers are slender and strong, and they fit and fit on the strings, more comfortable than a piano.

After a few voices came out, those who had just spoken looked at each other, and none of them spoke more.

The guitar is an instrument that accompanies the vocals most of the time, and is rarely taken out alone, but Qin Ye just used this thing to play a clean pure tone, fingerpicking the strings, seeking a mood.

Qin Ye already had a bit of laziness on his body, but playing this song now is even more unbearable.

At first he just wanted to deal with it casually, but as soon as his hands touched the strings, he unconsciously changed his attitude to the right.

Lin Qi and Yan Qilie listened quietly there, without saying a word, as if they ruined the smell of idle clouds and distant mountains and fresh water when they opened their mouths.

The lamp on the stage shone down from the top, it was very bright, and it gave him a layer of light.

Lin Qi was a little lost in thought, she was not a person who could calm down, she was bold and unrestrained, but now she was full of delicateness.

She has thought a lot these days, and although she doesn't want to admit it, she is indeed playing with herself.

Whether it is in the eyes or given by the spotlight, he is shining.

A few minutes later, Qin Ye's performance ended, and the audience was still silent. This piece of music almost suppressed the restlessness of the audience just now.He unintentionally raised his eyes to look at his class, and saw Yan Qilie, but not Lin Qi.

Having had the previous two experiences, this time he thought about it.

Qin Ye couldn't tell what mood he was in. He sat quietly on the stage for a few seconds before he slowly got up and put his guitar on his back and moved it back to the chair.

There was no sound below, and when he had completely walked backstage, Yan Qilie realized that he wanted to clap his hands, followed closely by his hulking back, and took advantage of the opportunity to slap the back of the tuxedo beside him.

"Why are you standing still, applaud."

"..." I was so miserable playing the piano.

The group of people who were soft-spoken before have been silent now.

They are not qualified to mock Qin Ye's level.

——I am also happily slapping myself in the face today.

After Qin Ye returned to his place from the backstage, he glanced at Yan Qilie and got straight to the point.

"Lin Qi left?"

"Yeah." Yan Qilie didn't hide it, he spoke bluntly, and at the end he joked, "Why, you can't bear it? It's a pity to lose it? Are you moved?"

"I'm sorry, your father is hard-hearted and doesn't understand your love affairs."

Qin Ye lowered his eyes and put the guitar aside.

"These days, it's time to play with feelings if you don't want to. I'm talking about normal friendship, revolutionary friendship, not the kind of dating." Yan Qilie paused, then continued: "To be honest, I also I'm very reluctant, but thinking about it, no one will compete with me in the future... I think I can, damn it, it's cool."

Qin Ye, who was leaning back on the soft chair, glanced at him and teased:

"Are you not afraid to play with your own number?"

"I'm not afraid."

Qin Ye didn't want to watch the performances one after another on stage, Yan Qilie was equally lacking in interest, the trio was missing one, and the two big men couldn't get used to it for a while.

Qin Ye's eyes fell on the guitar for a while, and he decided to put the things back first.

But as soon as he walked out of the auditorium, Yan Qilie followed behind.

"Hey, are you going to steal someone behind my back again? My sister is gone, who are you looking for?"

It was rare for Qin Ye to be patient and didn't hate him, and replied:

"Father will not find anyone, and will die alone forever."

They went to the art building one after another, and returned to the auditorium one after another after playing the guitar.

"Brother Ye, I really didn't realize that you still play the guitar?"

"I've learned it before." He touched the calluses on his fingertips, "I forgot, but my hands remember."

Yan Qilie let out an "oh" and didn't continue the topic. When the two returned to the auditorium, the show had already finished, and even the awards were halfway through.

Qin Ye won one of the ten best, and he went up to get it, but the host who had just stepped off the stage and walked a few meters away from the stage stopped him again.

"Hey, classmate, I haven't delivered my acceptance speech yet."

There were nine people standing in the center of the stage, the first one had already started to push, and his voice was eloquent and eloquent. Qin Ye didn't really want to do this, and it would be troublesome to go back and say "thank you", so he simply gave the things in his hand to the one who looked familiar tuxedo.

"I'll see you off, go up Shijia."

"..."

The man was a little dazed and felt deeply insulted, but he went up happily after struggling and hesitating for a moment.

Qin Ye sat sleepy in his seat and listened to the tedious awards ceremony, and was just about to go back to his dormitory to sleep, when the awkward mechanical voice came online again.