June is our farewell song

Chapter 152 I am guarding...

Gu Yuan also once had a grand dream of shaking the world with his melody, but now that he thinks about it, he can only shake his head with a wry smile.The dream of the past is like a thousand paper cranes flying in the sky, which will be broken at the touch of a touch, so broken that you can't put it together, and drift away with the wind.

Thinking of the old man who said to himself at the provincial competition: "There is no art in your music, you will never be able to achieve anything." Gu Yuan felt that the slogan of that competition was "Living under a bright sun". It's almost like farting.

"That—it happened at noon."

In the break between math class in the afternoon, Gu Yuan was looking out the window, looking back at the past little by little in his mind, when suddenly Qi Yu's voice came into his ears, he turned his head to look at himself in some surprise at the same table.

"Originally, I wanted to say it after cleaning... But, I have been too embarrassed to say it."

"...Huh? Is it about painting?"

"Yeah." Qi Yu nodded, "I have studied painting for several years, and my father spent a lot of money on it, but... I have never been confident."

"No confidence? Why? Teacher Liu Chang always praises you for painting well."

"Because... I can only draw, always have been."

"Huh?" Gu Yuan didn't quite understand, "Can you only draw?"

"That's right, I can only draw things according to things... that's all."

"Ah...that is to say..." Gu Yuan nodded thoughtfully, "Can't... conceive?"

"Yes, I'm not good at thinking about how to draw. If it's copying or painting still life, I can draw very well, but to go on this road, only these are obviously not enough, so..."

"So you gave up?"

"Ah."

"Ah……"

"Laugh as much as you want. After spending so much energy and money, I ended up giving up halfway. If it were me, I would definitely not be able to help laughing at others."

"No, I'm not laughing at you, I just think it's a bit surprising that Qi Yu, who has always been full of imagination in doing things, would give up what he likes to do because of 'inability to create'."

"Eh?" Qi Yu was stunned for a moment, "Actually, that's not the case, it's not what you said."

"Ok?"

"Painting...is not something I like to do. Well...in fact, my parents have been forcing me to do things I don't want to do."

Although Qi Yu organized his words lightly, her head still lowered unknowingly.

Perhaps it was because she was too tired from the whole class of number theory just now, so she didn't think about it at all, and just blurted out what was in her heart.

"Painting is very important to me and has helped me a lot in my growth, but...for a long time, I really resented doing those things."

"what?"

"Although my teacher once said that if I persist in painting, I will definitely get good grades, because the skills I have mastered can get high marks in the exam, but I never thought about what to paint, or what to say. , I never thought that I would spend my life with Huahua."

Suddenly stuck at this point, Qi Yu blinked and smiled, wanting to end this inappropriate topic, while trying to hide his unnaturalness, he couldn't help taking a sip from the water glass at hand.

"So... I think that what you want to do is more important than what you can do. At least you have a reason in your heart to do it, and it won't be so painful to do it. Otherwise, it would be too painful."

"..."

"Well—did I talk too much?"

"That's not true. To be honest, I quite understand your feelings, but..."

"but?"

"You're holding my water glass."

Using embarrassment to break the embarrassment, I don't know whether it is clever or clumsy, and the class bell rings at the right time to draw a temporary end to this endless conversation.

The math teacher walked into the classroom with a thick textbook, and began to speak in a thick and slow voice.

Looking back on the first month or so at the beginning of this semester, it was like a dream.

Endless test papers and questions, no teacher lectures, only regular Q&A sessions.

Although the four big characters "Easy to challenge" are hung on the top of the blackboard, the examination room is like a battlefield. They are all on the battlefield, and they are so easy that they don't know who is being bombarded.

Unlike the college entrance examination, which has a lot of difficult questions, it is more about examining the basic knowledge of sub-subjects. For Gu Yuan and the others, it is politics, history, and geology. It's like a mountain, but they are all the same when reviewing.

Such days lasted for forty days, and all club activities were cancelled.In addition to doing test papers every day, I still make test papers. Even on the day of the weekly holiday, there will be a lot more papers than usual.

If possible, Gu Yuan would really like to know how many trees "sacrificed their lives for the country" during that time.

Precisely because he had been depressed for too long, Gu Yuan took Chi Yu out on a date as soon as the exam was over.

The wave of exams has passed, and April officially begins.

What a beautiful month April is, the weather is cool, the air is fresh and the sun is shining.

If only something like that didn't happen on a date.

But indeed, in April in the world, spring is warm and flowers are blooming, everything is warm, but breathing is not smooth, lying on the window sill and looking out the window The sun is shining, the catkins are flying, and the world is peaceful, and I will think, if I can always be like this how nice.

"Hey...well, don't worry about it."

"……what?"

"It feels like you haven't been in a good mood all day. To be precise, it's been like this since Monday. Is it a cold? Or...?"

"No. I don't have a cold. I'm fine."

"Oh? That's right... I guessed too."

"Don't think about it, I just lack of sleep, but you, if I remember correctly, what are you doing in this activity class, a shuttlecock kicking competition? Why didn't you go, didn't you participate?"

Gu Yuan turned around and looked at Liu Qingsi who was sitting directly opposite him. The straw yellow dress looked very light. Her hair had grown a lot in the past few months, but the color was not as black and shiny as before. become a little yellow.

"I didn't feel like I had much strength, so I didn't participate. Moreover, I still have a lot of things to do."

"Thinking about recruiting new posters? There's no rush, it's not too late to think about it later."

"No, new recruiting posters—Xiao Yu said she would help find a way. I'm busy with the emotional column. Since we revised it in the second semester of high school and changed from writing by members to accepting contributions, we receive a lot of comments every semester. The number of manuscripts is increasing. Before this semester, I helped Sister Zifeng to read, but now she has no time to come, so the burden falls on me. In March, the publication was suspended due to the exam, and in April It’s time to release a compilation album, so we have to pick a little more manuscripts.”

Gu Yuan was stunned. He originally thought that since the last issue of the art festival last semester, the emotional column would be suspended indefinitely. Unexpectedly, Liu Qingsi was still busy with this aspect of work.

"Aren't you asking us to help you? They don't know yet, do they?"

"Because... everyone is very busy... You, Xiaoyu and Ziqiu must all participate in the competition. The result last time was not very satisfactory, right? In this case, September is the last chance."

Gu Yuan was momentarily at a loss for words...it is indeed the case.

"Xiaoying and Jiang Lu were oppressed too hard some time ago. The amount of exercises in ordinary liberal arts classes is far more than ours. Even sleeping well has become a luxury. How could I possibly Are you going to bother them?"

"But...I...seriously, I can't work so hard on myself."

"It doesn't matter to me. After all, I'm the only one who doesn't have to do anything. Just think about it this way. I spend the time you spend on the competition reviewing manuscripts. Everyone has worked hard. Besides, in the past For more than a month, no one came to the activity room, and only when I continue to run this column, I feel..."

"What do you think?"

"……nothing."

Gu Yuan looked at her, as a "genius", Qing Si has the freedom that others cannot enjoy, but is this really what she wants?Surrounded by unfamiliar crowds, forced to stay in the center of sight, and bear criticism, doubts and praises from others.It might be his own imagination, but isn't it difficult for her to cope with such an environment?

That's why she came to the literature club every night for self-study, in order to seek a pure land.Because the more you are expected, the more you are stared at by other people, the more stressed and lonely you feel.Even though most of the people are not here, the traces left by those lively memories can bring her some warmth and companionship.

But at best, this is just his speculation.

Qing Si is such an excellent person.

Compared with someone like him who is out of everyone's eyes and is not expected, it's completely different.

But one thing is certain, seeing the lively times in this room becoming less and less, as the acting president, she probably feels very uncomfortable.

But... this is also impossible.

After all... grades are the most important thing for us.

……real……

Is that right?

"I'll help you."

After a long silence, Qing Si originally thought that the topic was over, but Gu Yuan suddenly said something.

I don't know what's wrong, I said before that I want to come by myself, but I immediately answered: "Then, okay!"

Then Gu Yuan laughed, didn't look at her, but looked out of the window, smirking at the catkins flying all over the sky.

"Why are you so handsome? Here, I will leave these to you."

Saying that, Qing Si took out a thick stack of manuscripts from under the table, with her fingers right in the middle, but when she picked it up, she only picked up one-third of it.

Seeing that Gu Yuan's smiling face instantly turned into a bitter one, Qing Si couldn't help laughing.

It's a good laugh and a good look.

(End of this chapter)