Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 789 48. The Eyes Behind the Door: The Snot-Nosed Monster on the Overpass [Part ]

"what!"

In the empty corridor, a scream sounded from the door of the dance studio.

This voice frightened Wang Xiaohu to death.
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The screaming girl's name is He Wantong, a famous trumpet speaker in Class 7.

It’s true that He Wantong is not to blame.

Any girl who is in a hurry to go to the toilet will be a little frightened if she opens the door and finds a sneaky boy ambushing at the door.

Wang Xiaohu had never spoken to He Wantong, but she knew who He Wantong was. She pretended to be calm and was about to explain, but the entrance to the dance room was already crowded with people.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't hold it in any longer, He Wantong would have really wanted to stay here and have a good time, without even thinking about who else Wang Xiaohu could have come to find.

"I borrowed it."

He Wantong bypassed Wang Xiaohu and rushed to the bathroom. She wanted to come back as soon as possible to see if she could still have some melon rind left.

As He Wantong left, the scene became even more embarrassing.

Just now, several people in the house heard He Wantong's cry and ran after him. Qiao Zhizhi, who was rushing at the front, thought something was wrong with He Wantong, but she ran to the door and found Wang Xiaohu standing outside.

At this moment, listening to the snickering behind her, Qiao Zhizhi felt angry and annoyed.

She was naturally angry because of what Wang Xiaohu said to her yesterday. Now that she saw Wang Xiaohu, she still couldn't help but want to punch Wang Xiaohu twice.

What annoyed her was that although she didn't know why Wang Xiaohu suddenly appeared here, even if Wang Xiaohu came to see her, there was no need to choose this time.

In her mind, she scolded Wang Xiaohu for being like a fool. This was a hip-hop club, one of the most gossip-producing clubs in the entire seventh grade.

On the way to the dance studio just now, someone teased her about what happened to her and Wang Xiaohu in the corridor yesterday afternoon.

I don’t know who spread the news, saying that she and Wang Xiaohu had a quarrel in the corridor yesterday afternoon, and it was the same kind of quarrel.

In this regard, Qiao Zhizhi could only tell everyone to stop talking nonsense, and then made up a set of explanations, saying that she and Wang Xiaohu had a dispute yesterday afternoon when they were discussing the orchestra's program.

Qiao Zhizhi has high prestige in the hip-hop club, and people who are familiar with her also know that she is a literary activist, so everyone believed her explanation at the time.

But Wang Xiaohu who appeared outside the door at this time made everyone feel a little subtle. This is not a teaching building, but a general department. You have to go around a lot to get from the teaching building~
Who doesn't care about running here specifically?

"Have you got a plan?" At this moment, Qiao Zhizhi took a step forward and asked. Out of the sight of the people behind her, she winked at Wang Xiaohu.

"I have a new idea." After looking at Qiao Zhizhi for a moment, Wang Xiaohu got it instantly.

One second, the Tigers wanted to grab a coffin with their toes and jump in. The next second, they accepted the life-saving straw handed over by Qiao Zhizhi and actually packed it.

In fact, it’s not just pretending, Wang Xiaohu really has some ideas.

"Twenty days is indeed too short. If you participate in the wind band program, you will definitely not be able to do it in time, but you must participate in the group program, so you have to make subtractions in the program format."

Wang Xiaohu's way of speaking and the words he used not only made the little girls behind Qiao Zhizhi look surprised, but also made Qiao Zhizhi feel a little surprised.

She didn't expect that Wang Xiaohu would really think about it seriously when he went back yesterday.

The title of Qiao Zhizhi, the literary and artistic backbone of Jinhua, was not earned for nothing. The issues pointed out by Wang Xiaohu were exactly what she had considered last night.

But how to simplify the program format while still reflecting the characteristics of their pipeline club? She really couldn't think of any good ideas.

Ignoring the discomfort in her heart for a moment, Qiao Zhizhi couldn't wait to ask, "How to do subtraction?"

Wang Xiaohu: "Do you know about the body percussion performance?"

All of a sudden, Qiao Zhizhi’s mind was filled with images of the stage, oh wow!

When she looked at Wang Xiaohu again, her eyes were a little different. He was indeed a boy who could command and play the piano.

Although other girls don't quite understand what body percussion performance is, it sounds slightly related to dancing, but it also feels like an extremely professional stage performance term.

The last thing left is: Wang Xiaohu is so awesome!
Qiao Zhizhi really wanted to have an in-depth communication with Wang Xiaohu, but it was not the place for communication right now, so she just asked, "Do you need a soundtrack?"

"Yes, I'm still thinking about the soundtrack. I have to choose from classical music, preferably major music." Hearing another movement from the corridor, Wang Xiaohu deliberately waited for He Wantong to come back before speaking, "Are you also choosing music?"

Qiao Zhizhi: "Yeah."

When He Wantong heard what was going on and why they were talking about choosing songs, she walked to Qiao Zhizhi thoughtfully.

Wang Xiaohu pretended not to see He Wantong come back, and said to Qiao Zhizhi, "I was going to the piano classroom to get the score book. I passed by and heard you playing music inside, so I listened to it for a while."

So that’s it, all the girls understood it, it’s very reasonable.

Qiao Zhizhi: "Go quickly."

Wang Xiaohu: "Do you have time after lunch?"

Qiao Zhizhi: "Let's take a piano class."

Wang Xiaohu: "Okay, you guys hurry up and choose a song, time is running out."

Waving his hand, Wang Xiaohu walked gracefully.

The girls returned to the room and continued to discuss their music selections. No one thought anything of Qiao Zhizhi and Wang Xiaohu. Not to mention that no one understood what the two were talking about. They finally made an appointment to go to the piano classroom at noon to discuss the matter in a generous manner. Yes, if there is a "problem", how can it be so straightforward.

Besides, Wang Xiaohu and Qiao Zhizhi were classmates in elementary school and participated in rehearsals and performances together.

It’s no longer normal to discuss the show together.

Just like that, the girls in the hip-hop club can no longer gossip.

Wang Xiaohu pretended to go around in a circle and came upstairs. He didn't go to the piano classroom at all, but rushed from the other side of the corridor to the gymnasium.

"too scary."

Today's physical education class is still practicing basketball, and Wang Xiaohu's layup is excellent.
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The scholar had half an hour of free time after lunch. Wang Xiaohu hurriedly finished his meal and rushed to the third floor of the complex building, where he found Qiao Zhizhi already waiting at the door of the first piano classroom.

"Have you eaten?" Wang Xiaohu thought it was very unscientific.

Qiao Zhizhi: "Eat."

It was no longer like in the morning. There was no third person present, and the atmosphere in front of the door seemed unnatural for a while.

Wang Xiaohu is the monitor of piano class A and has a fingerprint. Wang Xiaohu opens the door. After he enters, Qiao Zhizhi walks in behind him.

Few people came to the general department in the afternoon, and the piano classroom seemed even quieter.

Half of the classroom is sunny, and the piano illuminated by the sun is shining, adding a bit of tranquility to the classroom.

"Tell me, what are you doing with me this morning?"

Wang Xiaohu was still thinking about what the teacher taught him, but his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Qiao Zhizhi.

But it was Qiao Zhizhi's question that reminded Wang Xiaohu of his purpose of coming to Qiao Zhizhi in the morning. Wang Xiaohu turned around, but did not dare to look at Qiao Zhizhi. His eyes fell on the piano nearby, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that yesterday. I hope you can forgive me."

A very complete apology, with a beginning and an end and a reason.

Qiao Zhizhi opened her mouth after hearing this, "It doesn't matter."

Wang Xiaohu turned his face sideways in surprise, with doubtful eyes. He thought he heard wrongly.

Then I heard Qiao Zhizhi say again, "I don't blame you."

Facing Qiao Zhizhi's gaze, Wang Xiaohu felt his throat felt sore and his whole body temperature rose several degrees.

"Are you hot?" He asked and started looking for the air conditioner remote control.

Qiao Zhizhi didn't answer, and just watched Wang Xiaohu jumping up and down as he worked.

Looking at her and smiling, she felt that Wang Xiaohu was really good like this.

But no matter how popular Wang Xiaohu became after coming to Shuren, how popular he was at sports games, or how eloquent his mouth became, he could not erase the memory that the other party left in her heart.
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That was when Qiao Zhizhi was in fifth grade, and Wang Xiaohu was also in fifth grade.

For a performance, Qiao Zhizhi practiced dancing extremely hard during that period, often going to the physical fitness room to practice alone.

It was also an afternoon recess. Qiao Zhizhi was preparing to go to the math class after practicing. Because dance practice was delayed, she chose to take the other side of the overpass to the math class.

There were very few people going to that overpass. She was still in the corridor before turning into the overpass when she heard crying coming from the overpass. She immediately thought it was a girl crying.

She wanted to turn around when she heard the crying, but as soon as she turned around, she found that the crying behind her was getting louder and louder. She was a little worried. Behind her was an overpass. A classmate was crying so sadly on the overpass. She was afraid of that scene. .

So she turned around again, for fear of disturbing the other party, she walked carefully step by step, and stuck her head out through the half-door gap between the overpass and the corridor. Her small body seemed to be enchanted by the scene on the overpass. Body skills.

A boy was sitting on the side of the bridge wall with his hands and knees, sometimes raising his head and opening his mouth, sometimes burying his head in his knees, crying loudly and softly, and then suddenly stopped crying, and his body kept twitching. It was as if he was holding back his cry for fear of being heard by others.

Wang Xiaohu from Class 6, everyone in the fifth grade did not know this naughty and troublemaker, and everyone did not avoid this naughty and troublemaker. Qiao Zhizhi still remembers that all the girls were afraid of meeting Wang Xiaohu in the corridor.

Because Wang Xiaohu also had a nickname at that time, called the Snot Monster.

Although Qiao Zhizhi disliked people who gave others strange nicknames, she felt that some students were just naughty and had poor grades, so why should they give them such unpleasant nicknames?

But later she heard that Wang Xiaohu liked to blow his nose into his hands like playing with plasticine, and would use the "plasticine" in his hands to scare people when he saw them. She was also frightened by this.

If we were to select the most unpopular characters in the ranking department, Wang Xiaohu would definitely be at the top of the list.

But for such a boy that everyone hated, he cried so sadly at that moment. Would the snot monster also have such a sad moment?
If this scene made Qiao Zhizhi feel Wang Xiaohu's sadness at that time, then what the subsequent scene made him feel was Wang Xiaohu's pain.

She felt a lot of pain in her heart when she saw it.

Wang Xiaohu seemed to be suffocating, then he picked up the schoolbag next to him, opened it, and lifted it up. Regardless of the piles of books in the schoolbag falling down, he put it on his head, and his whole body felt like he was surrounded by the whole world. They were abandoned and fell sideways to the ground.

Then Qiao Zhizhi saw her most aggrieved cry since childhood.

She didn't dare to look or listen anymore. She was probably so frightened that she couldn't move her feet.

She pulled her head back with all her strength, turned around and leaned against the door, touching her heart and gasping for air. After a while, her legs became weak and she sat down against the door.

That day she sat in the corridor until the school bell rang, and there was no more crying after sitting behind the door. She quietly poked her head out again and took a look, and saw Wang Xiao squatting on the ground loading his schoolbag. She endured the numbness in her legs. , hugged the schoolbag and left here quickly.

From that day on, she began to pay attention to the snot monster in everyone's mouth, consciously or unconsciously, in the corridors, on the playground, and in every corner of the school.

When she began to pay attention to Wang Xiaohu, she found that Wang Xiaohu did not seem to be who his classmates said.

She had never seen Wang Xiaohu playing with snot, let alone bullying his classmates.

Most of the time she saw Wang Xiaohu, who lived alone. Although sometimes he would run to the school gate like he suddenly went crazy as soon as school was over, but did this really affect anyone?

In the first semester of sixth grade, a scene happened in the corridor that completely changed her view of Wang Xiaohu.

Several students in the corridor were playing with a ball made of paper balls and throwing it around. As a result, one person accidentally threw the ball onto the high window sill.

Everyone tried to jump up to reach it, but no one could reach it. A boy went to the classroom to bring a stool and was about to step on it to get the ball. When Wang Xiaohu passed by, everyone seemed to not even want the ball and immediately scattered and hid away. .

Wang Xiaohu didn't seem to see anything. He stopped under the window sill and looked up. Suddenly a boy whispered from a distance, like a warning, but not a deterrent: "This is our Class 7." ball. '

At that time, Qiao Zhizhi could only see Wang Xiaohu's back, and she didn't know what Wang Xiaohu's expression was when he heard these words. She only saw Wang Xiaohu standing next to the stool, and then he touched the ball on the window sill with a slight jump. Finally got it firmly.

She was really shocked by Wang Xiaohu's jumping ability. The first thought that came to her mind was that if Wang Xiaohu participated in the high jump competition at the sports meeting, he would definitely win first place for Class 11.

Everyone was shocked by Wang Xiaohu's legs, but at the same time everyone felt nervous.

What should I do if the ball is in Wang Xiaohu’s hands? Several boys from Class 7 gathered together, but no one dared to say anything.

Even Qiao Zhizhi was a little nervous at that time. She was afraid that Wang Xiaohu would really take away the classmate's ball. She didn't want to believe that Wang Xiaohu was such a person.

At this moment, Wang Xiaohu didn't look back, he just gently put the ball in his hand on the stool aside, then put his hands in his pockets and continued walking forward, walking very quietly, as if he was just passing by.

At that moment, Qiao Zhizhi felt a sense of joy that was ready to come out. Looking at the speechless expressions of the boys in Class 7 around her, her happiness increased more than ten times!
This incident made her conclude that Wang Xiaohu was by no means a bad boy, nor was he without any merit. Wang Xiaohu was very good at sports!
After this incident, Qiao Zhizhi's observation of Wang Xiaohu turned into digging. Every time she thought of the scene on the overpass and the attitude of her classmates towards Wang Xiaohu, she wished that Wang Xiaohu was full of advantages.

Gradually, she went to the overpass before school in the afternoon more and more often, and Wang Xiaohu cried less and less.

Later, she caught the pattern of Wang Xiaohu coming here, and Wang Xiaohu would definitely come back every Wednesday.

So she would definitely come every Wednesday. Every time she came here, she would squat quietly behind the door, wait for the bell to ring, and then run away first.

Once she discovered that Wang Xiaohu could sit and laugh alone talking to himself. After that day, she felt relieved and decided not to come again in the future.

She had always been worried that Wang Xiaohu would do something stupid.

She hadn't been to the overpass in a month, and one Wednesday she sneaked over there again. As a result, she waited from a distance until the school bell rang, but she didn't see Wang Xiaohu coming.

The very next Wednesday, she waited not far from Class 11 as soon as school was over, and followed Wang Xiaohu to the door of the music theory literacy class. Only then did she find out that Wang Xiaohu had participated in the music theory literacy class.

What kind of happiness cannot be described?
It was like this. Later, she heard from her classmates that Wang Xiaohu could play the piano very early.

Oh my God! She couldn't believe it when she found out.

The first time she heard Wang Xiaohu play the piano was before the winter vacation. Wang Xiaohu was playing Summer by Hisaishi Joe in front of the piano in the lecture theater. Unlike other students who gathered around the piano, she stood far away and could not see Wang Xiaohu sitting on the piano. front expression.

But the music in her ears told her that Wang Xiaohu was happy at the moment.

After a long winter vacation, Qiao Zhizhi came to the last semester of primary school.

It seemed that by this semester, she no longer needed to quietly observe Wang Xiaohu.

Wang Xiaohu had more and more friends unknowingly. At that time, she was thinking, why can't she be friends with Wang Xiaohu like other people? Discuss homework and music together, and hang out together on weekends.

Deep in her heart, she felt that she had known Wang Xiaohu for a long time, but when she first mustered up the courage to stand in front of Wang Xiaohu and introduce herself, Wang Xiaohu seemed to have seen a ghost, turning around and running faster than a rabbit. .

She was left standing there stupidly.