don't stick with me

Chapter 40 1 Record Song

""Like the Wind", writing lyrics, Li Qi...ah, you wrote the lyrics..." Lin Yang chuckled lightly, glanced at Li Qi's reddened ears, read the page seriously and said: " It’s well written, you can.”

The guy in the back row was the Jarhead, Guo Ba. He hurriedly raised his head when he heard the voice: "Show me the lyrics!"

Li Qi then kicked him: "Get out."

Duan Fei was originally buried in the reading questions, drunk and dreaming, but when he heard the movement in front of him, the sleepy person ran away immediately.

"Brother Qi, are you humming that song on the balcony of the dormitory these few nights? Humming every day every day, the people from the opposite building are almost calling us, hahahahahaha."

Lin Yang also became interested: "Have you finished writing the lyrics and music? Then Brother Chess, go up and sing for us? Everyone is about to fall asleep, and just woke up. I want to hear it too."

All the students are like this. When they are studying the Eight Classics, they are like a mourner. As soon as there is any episode, they immediately come back to their souls, and their ears are pointed like something.

Someone in the back row has already started booing.

"Sing a song! Sing a song!"

"Let's play a song by Li Qi! It can't be just a few brothers in our dormitory who suffer from your magic voice every day hahahahaha, it must be exposed to rain and dew, right?"

"Brother Chess is clamoring for millions of lyrics every day, show us your skills!"

Li Qi touched his nose: "Who said I was stabbed in the throat last time!! I can't sing well, and I'm still looking for someone to record a demo."

I don't know who whistled, and the classroom was noisy.

"Brother, why don't you hum~"

"Brother Zhang is so brave, he dares to act like a spoiled child in front of Brother Qi! Brother Qi is an asshole, wait for him to hunt down the third floor of your dormitory tonight, hahahahahaha..."

Lin Yang stood aside and watched them play with a smile on his lips.

The only teacher the students in the first class are not afraid of is Lin Yang, because Lin Yang is more like a peer or a friend than an elder. He is not very old at all, 25 six, and graduated from the Chinese Department of a famous university. Talented young man.

Although he teaches a seemingly rigid subject, he is actually the one who dislikes conformity the most among all the teachers. He likes to watch students laugh, and also likes to teach students knowledge other than textbooks. What he talks about the most is definitely not the routine templates for answering questions. It was Wang Zengqi, Keats and Baudelaire, so the Chinese class before the general review was always the most lively.

The students below shouted for Li Qi to go up and sing, but Li Qi couldn't stand it: "Sing, sing, I'll sing a short part, and I'll record a demo for you to listen to the full version."

Another whistle came from nowhere.

Li Qi went up to the podium with a small notebook. The notebook was a very ordinary notebook. It was a kraft paper checkered notebook for ten yuan and three copies in Longlang Supermarket, but it was written and scratched, and it was full of traces of repeated revisions.

He coughed a few times and cleared his throat: "Don't scold me if you don't sing well, I'll take it all, you guys made me sing!"

"Brother Chess! Sing!"

"I raise the banner for Brother Qi!"

"I hit a big wall for Brother Chess!"

Li Qi exhaled, and sang the first line: "At this moment, there is a lot of voices..."

The classroom fell silent in an instant. Li Qi might be a little nervous, his voice was tense, and the ending "boiling" even made a trill, but everyone remained silent and looked at Li Qi on the stage seriously.

"There's summer soda/

and the scent of grass breaking /

I hope you are silent/

Youth is like the wind..."

Li Qi only sang a short section, and when he got to Rufeng, he split the note. He scratched his head after holding back: "Forget it, I didn't write this song for myself, but actually it was written for a class, and I can't sing it. That smell..."

Only then did a group of students laugh, and thunderous applause rang out, which lasted for quite a while.

Lin Yang: "Since it's written for class one, then we should all have a share...do we have a song for class one?"

Zhao Jiaxu had the loudest voice: "Yes, yes, old Qiao picked up the previous class song randomly, it was so awkward and awkward, no one sang it!!"

"Old Qiao's aesthetic is superb, the songs are from his era, and no one opened their mouths when they sang in the sophomore singing competition..."

"We believe in Brother Qi's aesthetics!!"

When Li Qi stepped off the stage, his face was a little red, not shy, but excited.

Lin Yang raised his mouth: "Then Li Qi performed really well this year. It will be November soon. Hey, Shiqin, the program for the New Year's Gala will be in early November." Pretty Omega.

She nodded: "Yes, teacher! It's been like this for the past two years."

Lin Yang: "That's coming soon, probably after the midterm exam." He muttered, and then said to the students: "You perform well in the midterm, you will be the vanguard of No. [-] middle school and senior year. If you can rank in the overall ranking this year Go to the school and feel proud, and it will definitely be no problem to report to the program."

"it is good--"

After class, Lin Yang went to Li Qi's to read the lyrics carefully, pointing to the last word of that paragraph: "The artistic conception of this 'wilderness' is quite different from the style of your overall lyrics, try to change it? Use a meaningful A word that connotes longing."

Li Qi tentatively wrote "tomorrow".

Lin Yang raised his eyebrows and thought for a while: "Yes."

The episode of the Chinese class is only ten minutes long, but everyone has buried a fruit called anticipation in their hearts.

After night class at night, Li Qi fled hurriedly with his schoolbag in his hands. The boys who wanted to catch him but didn't chase him looked confused.

Over there, Wen Kuo and Jiang Peizhi had just left the school gate and turned a corner when they were stopped by Li Qi who came out of the wall.

Li Qi panted: "Brother Wen, I was really wrong, I will never make fun of you again, don't be so cruel."

Wen Kuo: "..."

Jiang Peizhi raised an eyebrow.

Li Qi: "I have observed and observed, and I have found that Brother Wen's timbre is the most suitable for this song. You can help me record one."

Wen Kuo: "Why didn't you think of today when you laughed at me that day?"

Li Qi scratched his head and muttered in a low voice: "Didn't you forget that at the time? If you think about it, give me ten more courages and don't say such outrageous things."

Jiang Peizhi had a good time by the side, "Are you asking Wen Kuo to record the demo for you?"

Li Qi nodded: "Brother Wen's voice is more suitable for this tune, and no one else can sing that tune."

Wen Kuo met Jiang Peizhi's gaze, and said directly: "What do you want to say? Hold back! Don't think I didn't see you laughing with them that day, it won't work if anyone says it."

Jiang Peizhi smiled: "I didn't want to say anything, but it suddenly occurred to me that I owe you a condition? You want me to honor it tonight."

Li Qi looked at this, glanced at that, confused.

Wen Kuo said in a choked voice, "...then you record it."

"can."

Wen Kuo: "???"

Li Qi: "???"

Jiang Peizhi: "But do you still remember? If I come first in this midterm exam, you have to promise me one condition."

Wen Kuo: "..."

"If I get the first place in the exam, you will record with me."

Wen Kuo suddenly raised his voice: "You think..." Mei.

"Master, you will do what you say." Jiang Pei Zhiyu smiled.

Wen Kuo was dumbfounded by the phrase "young master".

Li Qi blinked: "It's done?"

Wen Kuo raised his foot and kicked at him: "What a fart, whoever said that he will definitely win the first place in the midterm exam, hurry up and get out."

Li Qi was already happy, and ran back while laughing: "Thank you, Lord Jiang, for your kindness! Brother Wen, please do your best for the midterm exam!"

This "come on" sounds strange.

Wen Kuo glared at Jiang Peizhi: "Just sing a song, it's cheap for you."

Jiang Peizhi thought for a while: "Come on for the midterm exam."

Wen Kuo: "..." Damn.

In the next few days, during the intensive review and "supervising" Li Qi's creative progress, the midterm exam also came.

This time the exam is the Huai City University Entrance Examination. The No. [-] Middle School has a very strong opponent. The High School Attached to Huai University has the same annual admission rate as the No. [-] Middle School, and the scores are ridiculous. The school leaders of the No. [-] Middle School looked at the students of the Attached Middle School I was worried, and in order to boost morale, I asked the head teachers of each class to hold a class meeting for the students before the exam, and poured a pot of chicken soup.

The exam time is on October 31st and November [-]st. Each school arranges the exam room by itself. The habit of the No. [-] Middle School is to disrupt the whole school. It is not divided by grade ranking like the Attached Middle School. A total of forty examination rooms were occupied, occupying the entire building of Mingde Building and three lecture halls in the opposite laboratory building.

Wen Kuo's examination room is Class [-]. It's on the first floor, and the location is good. There is a small piece of greenery outside the corridor and stairs. Tall acacia trees flutter in the wind, almost blocking all the scorching sunlight.

It just so happened that the weather was weirdly hot on the day of the exam, and the students in Class [-] who took the exam were so comfortable that the cool wind blew away their sticky, long-lasting body.

In the morning, I only took a math test. From nine to eleven o'clock, I could go to eat after the test, and the classroom soon emptied.

Only Wen Kuo sat there with his chair legs up and recalculated the last big math problem. He wrote three or four pieces of scratch paper, but he always felt that something was wrong. There were two times when the answers were still not right.

He leaned over and wrote the formula again slowly. Suddenly, someone knocked on the corner of the table.

Wen Kuo raised his head, and a slender and powerful arm stretched out from the window.

"Have a meal."

Wen Kuo pursed his lips and looked at him for a while: "Jiang Peizhi, how much did your answer to the last question count?"

Jiang Peizhi pushed open the window and leaned over the window frame: "The first case is one-half, the second case is one-fourth, the third case is the square root of three..."

When Wen Kuo heard this, his brows finally relaxed a little.

However, Jiang Peizhi immediately said: "The fourth situation..."

Wen Kuo: "Is there a fourth type?"

"No solution."

Wen Kuo looked at the draft paper, and after reading it again, he understood what Jiang Peizhi meant in the fourth case. He didn't even consider the solution when the condition was zero. In fact, Wen Kuo would not forget it normally, but this question It's too obscure. For a big question with [-] points, at least three points will be deducted for one missing circumstance.

"Don't look at it, I will pick some English in the afternoon and come back?"

Wen Kuo: "..."

Pretend to forget that Jiang Peizhi's English is almost perfect every time.

He stood up and said angrily, "What do you want to eat, I invite you."

Jiang Peizhi: "Huh?"

Wen Kuo: "Thank you, for saving character, if you score more points in Chinese composition than you in the afternoon, you will be able to close the gap between English and mathematics."

Jiang Peizhi smiled and said, "I don't choose, you can do whatever you want."

Wen Kuo snorted.

in the afternoon.

I don’t know if it’s because the ten yuan rice set meal on the first floor of the school restaurant is too cheap. This character really didn’t save much. When Wen Kuo took the Chinese test, he was confused by the long and vague questions in the composition Almost every time he writes a word, he feels that he has strayed off topic. He has read the argumentative essays written by Lin Duo.

On the other hand, if he suffocates this article, he will probably only get Lin Yang's "every word punishes his heart", which punishes the teacher's heart.

The author has something to say:

"like the wind"

Lyricist: Li Qi

Composer: Li Qi

There is a lot of people at the moment

summer soda

and the scent of broken grass

I hope you are silent

young as the wind

I want

All soaring and ardent, running towards you

Kiss you with vigor and romance

don't be dull

to see the flowers on the promenade

rolling on green leaves

It is the midsummer dominated by the scorching sun

after we left

it records with residual temperature

boy who records like wind

Record that year was full of people

wind

Blow us to a farther tomorrow

It's late, little angels! ! !The lyrics are thanks to Mrs. Dongmen who came out of my good friend! ! !She and I helped Brother Chess write together, so happy!

Another thing is that the column is about to change its stalk, I will write that later, please take a look at the new stalk, please! !

Quoting a wife's column: "I am a signing author of Jinjiang, there is no pre -collection! I! I will die! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"He Bend After Marrying with Bamboo Horse"

A fishing beauty who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger is raped without knowing it, seven violent dog attacks in one night

Wen Fan likes his friend Shao Yisui who grew up with him, and he discovered it when he was in college.

But Shao Yi followed a straight man with a wall ten meters thick, and the last man who liked him was sent to the hospital for half a year.

Although Wen Fan is gay, he has no interest in this kind of straight-up drama, and he doesn't like Shao Yi to the point where he has to follow him.

I thought it would be good to be friends for the rest of my life, but on Shao Yi's 28th birthday, a contract was suddenly delivered to him.

Shao Yisui: "Fanfan, my parents are pressing hard. I feel more at ease marrying you. You can just help me. When you find someone you like, we can get together and break up."

Wen Fan looked at the detailed agreement above, glanced at him, and agreed.

Wen Fan changed from Feng Sui's good brother to Mrs. Shao, the boss of Feng Sui Technology, and had a happy life, but Wen Fan was very clear-headed, and he always remembered that Shao Yi Sui liked girls, and he would never pester her too much. He expressed several times that he didn't mind Shao Yi Bring people home as you go, and play their own things.

As a result, one day, Shao Yi got drunk with a party, and stumbled into Wen Fan's room in a daze.

The straight male brother who has been abstinent for 28 years is as fierce as a tiger, and Wen Fan can't even get up the next day, Shao Yi blushes blood dripping and wants to rub his waist.

Wen Fan: "They're all adults, just treat me as a one-night stand with friends, what's the point of hypocrisy?"

After that day, Wen Fan continued to play as he should, but Shao Yisui, who knows the taste of the marrow, is not calm at all.

He found Wen Fan more beautiful and more attractive every day than the day before.

Wen Fan sat on the balcony reading a book, and he stared at people all afternoon.

Wen Fan came out with a bath towel on after taking a shower. He had a nosebleed all night.

When he sleeps, his dreams are filled with the beautiful young man singing softly under him that day.

Wen Fan met a man in a bar, who was five points similar to Shao Yi Sui, he was his favorite style.

The two had a lively chat, and they added WeChat to each other and planned to make an appointment another day. Before leaving, the man grabbed him and wanted to put a kiss on his lips, but Shao Yi who rushed over knocked him down with a punch.

Wen Fan looked at the distraught Fa Xiao, very puzzled.

The man asked: "Who the hell are you!"

Shao Yi put his arms around Wen Fan, gritted his teeth: "I'm his husband!"