Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 529 The Most Romantic Thing - Remember
"July [-]st, I am so small, that track will never reach / your memory. But I remember your taste / will it be on a certain street, will it just happen for me to meet..."

There was a singing sound, Su Qianqian was startled, Uncle Xiao Wang's painting style changed so quickly, did he change his voice?
The originally magnetic baritone voice became crisp and melodious in seconds?

Su Qianqian, who was standing by the door, couldn't help raising her eyebrows, and looked at the back of the singer and messenger Uncle Wang, huh?
What is he looking at?
Why don't you sing well, beat Grandma Zhao's shoulders, and look into the yard with your head sideways?
An autumn rain also made Uncle Xiao Wang sentimental?

Su Qianqian took a small step forward, tilted her head to look at the singer and messenger Uncle Xiao Wang, and was surprised to find that, ahem, he actually looked surprised?
Surprised?

What is this expression?
Su Qianqian blinked her big sparkling eyes, followed Uncle Xiao Wang's gaze, and met Grandpa Li's gaze.

Looking at each other for two seconds, Su Qianqian was defeated.

Cough cough, Grandpa Li is urging her to hurry back?

Su Qianqian looked at Uncle Xiao Wang, and while looking around, she didn't forget to beat Grandma Zhao's shoulders.

Just forgot to keep singing!

Can she not go back and continue leaning against the door to watch the rain and listen to the music?
Of course not!
What if Grandpa Li is not firm and recognizes his granddaughter?

Su Qianqian glanced at Tongtong not far away, lowered her eyes, looked at the accumulation of rainwater in front of her, blinked her eyes lightly, and habitually wanted to press the little cat's head ballpoint pen in her hand, Only then did I realize that the diary and pen were left in the room and I forgot to take them out.

Great!
Su Qianqian turned around and walked two steps into the house, then stopped, looked back and looked not far away, blinked her big sparkling eyes, turned around, and walked towards the yard.

There is a rival Tong Tong and Uncle Tong Jun who wants to recognize relatives. It is estimated that Grandpa Li will not continue to tell her about how to formulate small goals in stages, and that SMART.

Su Qianqian curled her lips, and looked at the two people in front of her. The opponent, Tong Tong, turned her head and said something to her father who wanted to recognize her.

All I could see was the back of the opponent Tong Tong's head with a low ponytail, and the grinning face of Uncle Tong Jun who wanted to recognize his relative.

The corner of Su Qianqian's mouth twitched, and she couldn't help but quicken her pace.

They laughed so happily, could it be that they succeeded in recognizing their relatives?
Thinking of the gaze that Grandpa Li had looked towards the door of the main room before, Su Qianqian couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and looked at Grandpa Li. Could it be that the glance just now hinted at her that he was going to recognize his relative?
Ahem, Grandpa Li didn't even look at her? !
How can this person who is not firm stand be her "ally" in the later stage?

Su Qianqian couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth and slowed down her pace.

If this is the end of the matter, then she doesn't have to worry.

The rainwater dripped down on both sides of the promenade, fluttering, rustling, and rustling, drenching a cloudless melancholy. .

Su Qianqian stopped, stretched out her hand quietly, caught the shining raindrops, slipped from her fingertips, and splashed azure imagination, she suddenly remembered her little light blue umbrella.

Cough cough, actually, that umbrella is not hers, it's my sister's.

She doesn't know how to hold an umbrella. In every rainy weather, my sister will always hold the light blue umbrella, take her into the rain, and create a clear blue sky for her.

Hold it up in her pure and simple student days, hold it up in her pure and simple heart!
But now, where is that blue umbrella?
The rain falls in the sand outside the long corridor, the heart wanders between the long distance and longing for a long time, floats in shallow glances and sighs, silently sharpens in the noisy soul, slowly in the sad eyes fade away.

Your shadow is everywhere, the human heart is like a speck of dust, falling in the past and drifting into the future, when it falls into the eyes, tears will flow.

With the wind passing by, the tall sycamore tree outside the courtyard danced with the wind and shook the fallen leaves all over the ground.

One leaf knows autumn, there is no leaf in her dream, so autumn comes unconsciously, everything is like yesterday, the clear sunshine, flowing stream, and the depth of night constitute a world of emotions.

However, one day, she suddenly discovered that the stars were far away, and the waves of eyes blinking at her were infinitely misty.Oh, autumn is near, how about you?Far away from her.

Originally, the sky was high and the air was clear, and the sunset was like blood, but suddenly it started to rain.

The drizzle was like silk, like smoke and mist, which wetted the trees outside the courtyard and wet the eyes of those who watched the rain. In this kind of rain, she also wanted to shed tears for no reason, and let the tears thin down into fine fallen leaves in the courtyard. The scenery of sour dreams grows in the bottom of my heart.

however.

Su Qianqian smiled slightly, and gently flicked the rainwater on her hand.

In such crystal clear rain, she suddenly remembered what her sister had said to her before: Remember to bring the shadow of the sun with you when you recall, so that you will feel warm and not sad.

If my sister knew what she was like now, she would definitely be worried.

Su Qianqian raised her chin slightly, looked towards the sky outside the courtyard wall, and faintly saw that the western sky was gradually brightening up, and the originally heavy rain clouds began to thin out
After the light rain, it is sunny! It is like waiting in line behind the night, but it is still the light of dawn!
Su Qianqian closed her eyes slightly, and the cool wind rushed towards her face, mixed with a little bit of coolness, which instantly lifted people's spirits.

It is said that it is the sorrow of the lonely autumn, and it is the lovesickness of the distant sea. If someone asks her worries, hehe!

She has no worries for the time being!
What's more, she only came out to practice for two months, and it is already October, and there are still two and a half months before she can go back.

She wants more, Su Qianqian raised her eyebrows slightly, she still has a major task to complete.

How can you be so mournful?

At this moment, she is in the remote countryside, singing a little poem called "Remember" accompanied by Qiu Yu's singing:

"If, if, you said, said, one sentence, one sentence, sincere words to me, I will remember it when I wake up in the morning..."

"I will not escape in July / I search in the memory / I look for you I loved, staggering from station to station / Who is your eyes on, I can't send you / I can't help / mine Every ticket is here, July [-]st..." The clear and sweet singing voice came over again.

The corners of Su Qianqian's lips raised slightly, and she stood quietly in a corner of the corridor, listening to the song she had never heard before.

As she listened, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have made a mistake just now.

This voice is clearly the voice of that opponent Tong Tong!

She actually thought it was the voice of the singer and messenger Uncle Xiao Wang!

Su Qian smiled sheepishly, turned her head to look at Uncle Wang in front of the main room on the right, saw that he was still the same as before, and continued to beat Grandma Zhao's shoulders while looking into the courtyard.

Sensing her gaze, singer Uncle Wang glanced at her, smiled, then turned his head away, and continued to look at Tong Tong, his singing opponent, in the courtyard.

Su Qianqian smiled slightly, and looked at Tongtong not far to the right.

She underestimated this opponent!
"Okay!" A round of applause!
There was a sound in the courtyard, shaking the two young white poplars in the courtyard, and shaking off a few leaves.

The corner of Su Qianqian's mouth twitched, followed the sound and looked over, and looked at Tong Jun who wanted to recognize his relative, and saw the excitement on his face.

How satisfied this father is!

Su Qianqian suddenly thought of her father coming.

My sister got the first place in the class, and my father just smiled lightly, not bad, come on!
She got the first place in the class, and my father just touched her head, yes, just like my sister, come on!

She still remembers the Children's Day in the first grade of elementary school. She excitedly took her sister to run home. She wanted to share it with her father. She and her sister's duet sang "Childhood" and won No.1 in the school assembly. .

The elder sister smiled slightly, looked at her, and let her jump happily.

When she got home, she took the certificate and looked left and right, looking for a place to stick the certificate on the wall, when she suddenly remembered something, ran to the living room, and then ran to her sister's room to look again and again.

"What are you looking for?" My sister looked up from the book with a smile.

"Where's your award certificate?" Su Qianqian asked seriously, and then added, "I'm wondering where to post the award?"

"Just stick it in your room." My sister laughed and continued to read the book in her hand.

"Where's your certificate?" Su Qianqian leaned over and smiled mischievously, "Don't tell me you don't have one, I won't believe it."

"Yes, it's in the drawer." My sister laughed, pointing to the biggest drawer under the desk, "Oh no, it should be in the small bookcase."

Su Qianqian walked over with a puzzled expression, pulled it away, and couldn't help but let out a low cry. There was a cabinet full of certificates of honor, medals and medals.

"Why put it here?" Su Qianqian pointed to the cabinet of honors in puzzlement, "Why not post it up, or."

"Huh?" My sister looked at her, "Or what?"

"Or put it in the living room," Su Qianqian blinked her big sparkling eyes, "In this way, people can see it when they come to the house."

"Hehe." My sister laughed and put down the book in her hand, "Honor only represents the past, not the future."

At that moment, Su Qianqian was stunned, blinked her big sparkling eyes, looked at her sister again and again, turned her head and walked out, and pasted the certificate in her room.

Later that day, when her father came back, she pointed to the certificate in her room, and her father smiled and patted her head: "It's really good, Qianqian has a lot of singing skills, come on."

Su Qianqian smiled smugly, she felt the same way.

However, later on, she also gradually learned to keep the honor in the cabinet. After all, it only represents the past, not the future.

Because, in later life, she suddenly began to understand that being too public, in fact, may not be a good thing.

When she was elected as a music committee member in the second grade, she relied on her good grades and won awards at the school assembly, so she wanted to occupy the position of music committee member while serving as a study committee member.

The head teacher is a young female teacher. She said that one person is allowed to hold two positions, up to two.

The result of the final election was that a girl who likes to sing and she sang on the spot, winning with more, more accuracy, and more!
Later that day, she seemed to suddenly understand that it was wrong for a person to show off too much and show off past honors.

Later that day, she quietly removed the three award stickers that had been pasted on the wall, and put them in the innermost part of the drawer.

After that day, she put away the last certificate, closed the drawer, and when she walked out the door, she saw her father standing outside with a loving face.

Dad said: "Qianqian, honor just represents the past, don't be bound by it, similarly, a small win or loss only proves that you still have room to grow, it doesn't mean that you are worse than anyone else! Come on, You are the best! Like my sister, you are the most beloved daughter of my father and mother."

Later that day, she nodded heavily to her father, feeling a warm sense of happiness in her heart!

"Look, Principal Li, I just said that my daughter is pretty good."

Not far away, Uncle Tong Shuai's complacent laughter came over.

Su Qianqian smiled unconsciously, Tongtong also has a father who loves her very much.

"Well, it's not bad." Principal Li's voice came over with the wind, "Singing well."

Well done!Su Qianqian nodded slightly, and looked at the three people not far away, just in time to meet Principal Li's gaze.

"Come here, good granddaughter." Principal Li beckoned to Su Qianqian.

What are you still doing there?How sad is it to listen to the rain alone?

Ok?Su Qianqian blinked her eyes, Grandpa Li was calling her, could it be that she didn't recognize her relatives?

Cough, in fact, it doesn't matter whether you recognize your relatives or not.

No matter how much this Tongtong recognizes her relatives, she will never become her elder sister. Her only elder sister is Ouyang Fuqian.

And when she left here two years later, she would no longer have any relationship with this Tongtong.

As far as Grandpa Li is concerned, it is not a happy thing to have a good student and granddaughter who occasionally comes to Chenghuan's knees.

Thinking of this, Su Qianqian responded sweetly, and walked over: "Here you are, Grandpa."

The originally not short distance suddenly became much closer. It seemed that the distance was only a few steps, and Su Qianqian walked in front of the three of them.

"Come, come, hurry up, sit next to Grandpa." Principal Li stretched out his big hand, waved at Su Qianqian, and patted the small stool beside him.

"Okay." Su Qianqian smiled sweetly, glanced at the uncle Tong Shuai who wanted to recognize his relatives, and the little opponent Tong Tong, and sat on the small stool next to Principal Li.

"Tongtong, are you cold?" Su Qianqian looked at Tongtong opposite, "You sing so beautifully."

She shouldn't be cold, with such a thick coat!

Su Qianqian glanced up and down at Tongtong, and saw a little surprise that suddenly slipped from Tongtong's eyes.

Heck, what do you mean?Do you think she is showing favor to her?

She just thought that after she left, there would be a substitute.

"I'm not cold." Tongtong laughed, and suddenly came over and grabbed Su Qianqian's hand, "Look, my hand is warmer than yours."

Su Qianqian couldn't help being startled for a moment, looking at the hand holding her.

Who agreed to let her come here?Who agreed to let her come and shake her hand?

This Tongtong couldn't help being a little too, too familiar.

As soon as she gave her a little smile, she thought she was Qiuyang?

(End of this chapter)