Reborn Cultural Empire

92. The chess language of two people

God knows how Wei Feifei noticed Yang Yi who was hiding in the corner of the stage when he was performing on stage, even though the lights in this show were much brighter than other times.

But the fact now is that Yang Yi was surrounded by several people after removing his make-up and got to the seat of the class, which inevitably caused a burst of laughter.This is the case with the students. Sometimes a group activity shortens the distance between each other.

And when some girls were joking with the six young pioneers, they didn't forget to hide their smiles and looked at the planner of the show curiously.

Eyebrows danced with surprise.

Probably because the program of the third class is too eye-catching, although the next few programs are not lacking in highlights, but with the wonderful charm of "Big Joy" in the front, the subsequent performances are always fascinating. A bit of a tasteless feeling.

And the low tide in the venue finally reached another high tide after the beautiful senior sister announced "Violin solo, "Canon in D Major", Jiang Nan, Grade One and Three Classes".

I have to say that Yang Yi’s suggestion was very good. Of the two programs of the third class, the first one was a funny medley dance with “hey” under very bright lights, and when it was Jiang Nan’s turn to play the violin solo, he went on a rampage. But the radium sheath was silent in the darkness as clear as water.

On the high walls on both sides of the auditorium stage, there are ventilation windows. When there is no light, you can see the graceful silver glow in the winter night, and the frosty moonlight shines on the white of the stage.

And the girl on the stage only slightly silhouetted in the shadows, which lowered the decibel in the auditorium by a notch.On weekdays, the refreshing and delicate ponytail was tucked behind her head, and her swan-like neck was bent into a mysterious and beautiful arc. The way she sat quietly was indescribably elegant and moving.

The cello of the accompaniment sounded, and Jiang Nan set up the violin, soothing the elf like a lily in the wind.After a while, the melodious melody sounded, with sweet tunes in sadness, making people feel like they were on a cruise ship in Venice, walking along the emerald-like langhua.

The audience was finally silent. If the thunderous dance brought the atmosphere of the audience to a fiery peak, Jiang Nan's performance undoubtedly hit the depths of the soul.With her perfect performance as an announcer in this half semester, not only the first grade, but even the second and third grade students, there are not many people who don't know girls.

But now, on this clear night, the hearts of countless people are like notes that suddenly bloom at the moment when Jiang Nan's bow is hung, and they inevitably beat violently.

The reeds are gray, and the white lugs are frost.The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.

The youthful feelings on campus, in fact, few people care about things like family background, they just compare their appearance with each other, and at most add an academic performance as an additional condition.As long as the difference between the two is not too great, there will always be brave people who speak out their love bravely.

But in front of Jiang Nan like this, this scene that is close at hand but hard to touch makes many boys who are usually conceited and proud feel trembling inexplicably.

It's like the cold moon hanging far away in the far-reaching night. When you raise your hand, it's at your fingertips, but it will never belong to you.

The senior sister who was announcing the curtain was listening attentively on the stage at this moment, and when she caught sight of a trace of flinching in her partner's disappointment, she smiled playfully: "What's the matter, Huang Dacai actually looks like he's hurting himself, it's a big deal!" News."

Tonight's male host, Huang Qi from Class [-], Senior Three, was startled, then shook his head and smiled wryly: "Niya, don't you want to languish without wind, why am I so sad? It's just because of this girl's performance." The level is just astonishing."

"Oh——" a long ending sound, Ni Ya from the third and fifth classes of high school blinked her eyes: "Didn't she really have that kind of feeling for Jiang Nan? Then forget it, but fortunately, I am going to ask Ai Ye for you .”

Both are the hosts of the broadcasting agency, although Ai Ye and Jiang Nan are a year apart, their relationship is no worse than Miss Jiang and the girls in the same class, and Ni Ya was Ai Ye's guide when she first joined the broadcasting agency.

When Huang Qi froze, he looked like he was choking, but he couldn't admit that he was really attracted to the girl on stage.

Ni Ya chuckled a few times, and then said seriously: "To be honest, I really want you to pursue Jiang Nan now, so that this little girl won't be entangled by Zhou Shao again."

"Zhou Shao?" Huang Qi frowned. If there is anyone in No. [-] High School who dares to confront Zhou Shao, it must be Huang Qi, who is the father of the police chief. At least he is fighting for his father. In the game, Father Huang, who is the black cat sheriff, belongs to the boss Zhou Anzhou, who has a background of overcoming mice, even if he is a cat-eating mouse.

"Yes, I heard that Mr. Zhou will offer Hua to Jiang Nan's little girl later." Ni Ya raised her eyebrows mao: "Aren't you going to be a Hua Hu envoy?"

Hearing this, Huang Qi, who can be regarded as one of the princes of Yuezhou, who has no dandyism at all, suddenly fell into a predicament of contradictions - should he get close to her?But this girl is so dazzling, even with my own arrogance, I dare not pay attention at this time.

In front of such a girl, who can guarantee that he will not feel inferior?

Of course, there are always exceptions, such as Mr. Zhou mentioned by the two hosts, who is holding a bouquet of roses with an excited expression on his face, surrounded by a bunch of helpers. He was thinking of ideas in a hurry, but when Jiang Nan's piano sounded, he just stood there in a daze, not caring about giving advice to the boss.

The sound of the piano was still going on. Originally, Canon was supposed to be a two-part repertoire played by two people together, but let alone the third class, I am afraid that there is no one who can cooperate with Jiang Nan in the entire campus, so the girl The accompaniment to tape was chosen as the next best thing.But even with the rigid and lifeless accompaniment, under Jiang Nan's skillful tuning of the piano, the front and rear parts are still like two flying larks, chasing each other, over and over again, lingering under the quiet night sky.

"Which class is this from?"

A boy couldn't help but sighed just now, showing a little bit of ambition, and he attracted unanimous glares from the students around him: "Why are you shouting? It doesn't matter which class she is in, it's not your turn to chase after her."

There is also a lot of discussion on the third class at the moment, but most of them stay in admiration for Jiang Nan's piano skills. A beautiful and talented girl is certainly worthy of being sought after, but a beautiful, talented, and very low-key girl, It is even more admirable.

"If Bai Lu and Zhang Manman hadn't caught a cold, we wouldn't be able to hear the sound of nature today."

"That's right, it's a good thing they caught a cold."

The latter sentence is undoubtedly a bit inappropriate, but at this time, not many people expressed objection.

Only Yang Yi focused all his attention on Jiang Nan's fingers and chin. Although he couldn't play the violin, he knew more about the situation than his classmates. For example, girls sometimes hurt when their fingers touch the string The soreness in the shoulders and wrists after practicing the piano for a long time, the "qin wen" under the cheeks after sweating in summer, and the tinnitus caused by continuous high-pitched.

Although these problems are mostly caused by incorrect posture or the transition from practicing the piano, for the vast majority of violinists who are not from a major, they will always encounter one or two of them in their lives.

And when he thought of the girl on the stage, who was frowning but still gritted her teeth and insisted on practicing the piano, Yang Yi couldn't help being a little sad.

Because Jiang Nan told him that since her father embarked on an official career and her mother went to the north to do business, violin practice, which was originally her least favorite, has quietly become the only reason for a young girl to miss her parents.

……

At the end of the song, there was silence in the venue for more than ten seconds, and then heartfelt applause broke out enthusiastically.

There was no booing, no whistles, no applause, and even the sound of applause was not as good as some previous programs, but it was long-lasting and long-lasting, and the applause contained the touch of the soul.

"Is it gone?" A boy in the corner murmured sadly to himself, but it became the voice of most people.

But at this moment, when Jiang Nan stood up and smiled demurely, bowed and was about to step back, a corner of the auditorium suddenly shook, and this kind of loud vibration was like ripples in water, rippling to the entire student body group.

"Hey, that's Zhou Shao, what does he want?"

"You still don't know? He's been chasing this girl who plays the violin for almost two months."

Whispers like this sounded from every corner of the auditorium, and everyone just watched Zhou Shao holding a bouquet of pure white roses, striding across the aisle, ignoring the surrounding eyes like guided missiles, and just stepped on the stage.

Huang Qi kept staring at Zhou Shao's movements, but Zhou Shao had the guts to act like no one else in front of the crowd, but he lacked a legitimate reason to stop him, so he let Zhou Shao onto the stage after a little hesitation.

"This is for you."

Jiang Nan was taken aback, looking at the white bouquet in front of him, and Zhou Shao's already somewhat annoying face.

This son of the upstart has never used any tough methods, which is why Jiang Nan has not turned to him coldly, but now that Zhou Shao is showing hua in such a public place, it seems to be a bit of an opportunity to force him Jiang Nan felt uncomfortable.

The school leaders in the front row all frowned, but because Zhou An donated to Yi Gao every year, and Zhou Shaojin's school introducer was also quite energetic, and his current behavior was not a violation of school rules and regulations, nor could it be considered a violation of school rules and regulations. I had no choice but to watch silently one by one.

But the reaction of the students below was a lot more complicated, they kept saying "wow", this was undoubtedly those little girls, wishing that they were the ones being offered in public on the stage at this time, it would be better for them to be themselves.

There were also people who didn't like Zhou Shao, so they snorted coldly with their nostrils: "He is the only one who deserves to be presented as a hua? He doesn't have any self-knowledge."

However, most of the people were still coaxing from the bottom. Just now, Jiang Nan looked like an elf under the moon, and everyone didn’t dare to breathe. Now someone actually launched an attack on this city in the clouds, and they were naturally widened. The eyes are afraid of missing the show.

Only the students in class three turned their heads to Yang Yi, wanting to see the reaction of the person who spends the least time with Jiang Nan but walked the closest.After all, psychologically, they support Yang Yi even more now.

The two were still confronting each other on the stage, Zhou Shao seemed to have settled for Jiang Nan's usually gentle and docile temper, and he couldn't stand on the stage.

And just when Huang Qi couldn't help but wanted to step forward to intervene, he heard the girl say softly: "Thank you."

thanks……

Then her bright wrist trembled and took the bundle.

There was an uproar.

At this moment, the eyes of many boys were stung by the lights on the stage and Zhou Shao's smiling face.

But Yang Yi was still silent, standing there silently, his expressionless face was like a pharaoh's mask.

……

An knows that the world is like chess.

Just when everyone thought that this was the imperfect ending of this performance, when Zhou Shaozhi walked off the stage triumphantly, the girl behind him not only did not end, but stepped forward and grabbed the microphone...

"First of all, I would like to thank classmate Zhou Shao for buying this bouquet of flowers for me, and I will give you the money after the party is over."

The footsteps of Zhou Shao, who was still high-spirited just now, froze, as if Jiang Nan's gentle words were the most vicious Medusa spell.

"Then, here today, I'm going to give this bouquet of flowers, as well as the "Canon" just now, to a friend of mine, Yang Yi."

Noisier noises than before erupted, and the large auditorium turned into a closed hive, with countless buzzing sounds echoing, colliding, and reflecting inside.

Most of the boys in the third class, after getting along and observing these days, have gradually lost the intention to compete with Yang Yi. Now that they heard Jiang Nan's speech, they looked at Yang Yi enviously again.

"What I want to say is, thank you for teaching me the truth of being a daughter, thank you for your music and words..." In fact, what Jiang Nan wants to say most is - thank you for the secrets we shared together.

But she didn't dare, because the previous words were already a girl's greatest courage.

The girl finally pursed her lips and coughed lightly: "Well, I know you are here, so give me a chance to thank you."

Although the girl was so rebellious in her heart that she couldn't be more rebellious, she still lowered her head unconsciously when she said these words under the watchful eyes of thousands of people.When she raised her eyes, she realized that the boy had already stood in front of her.

"Thank you, but this time, remember to pay the courier." Yang Yi smiled.

Jiang Nan didn't know what "courier" meant, but it didn't prevent the two of them from looking at each other and smiling.

The voices in the audience were extremely distant and small at this moment.

Young people have something called loneliness flowing in their bodies. At that time, they dared to say anything and do anything.But later, the courage gradually disappeared, leaving only loneliness.

It wasn't until later that I realized that in fact, the world is like chess, and the game is new.

If this is the case, then from now on, there will be an endless eternal life.