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Chapter 399

"Hi everyone, I'm Lin Qinghuan from Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School. What I'm reciting to you is Xi Murong's poem "A Blossoming Tree"." Amidst the hustle and bustle, Qinghuan's voice sounded softly and lightly, like a clear spring , breaking away from the hustle and bustle of the room.

Ziheng's fingers tightened.

Although Du Huan frowned at Gu Ziheng's gaffe, he was immediately attracted by Qing Huan's voice.

In the classroom, Richard suddenly appeared?Clayderman's piano piece "Starry Night".

In that era, Richard?Clayderman is so popular in China that almost every young man and woman has a set of his classic tapes.Clayderman can almost be said to have opened up the understanding and yearning for the piano of that generation of Chinese boys and girls. They almost remembered the name of every classic song by Clayderman, so when the prelude to "Starry Sky" chosen by Qing Huan , the whole classroom burst into cheers.Undoubtedly, Qing Huan chose a great soundtrack, not to mention whether it matches the content of the poem, at least first of all, it captured the emotional recognition of many boys and girls.

Qing Huan smiled, but didn't look at the audience in the seat, but just raised her eyes slightly, looking quietly at the dome with twinkling lights.It seems that I am really looking at the starry sky, and my heart is flying quietly in the blue night.

Just when everyone fell silent and looked at her, Qing Huan's voice rose quietly——

"How, let you meet me

In this most beautiful moment,
For this—

I have prayed for 500 years before the Buddha,

Beg him to let us form a relationship.

The Buddha then turned me into a tree,

grow along the way you must pass.

in the sun,
Discreetly full of flowers,
Blossoms are my longing from the previous life!

as you approach,

Please listen carefully,

That trembling leaf,
It's my passion for waiting!
And when you finally pass by in ignorance,

Falling all over the place behind you...

Oh my friend,
That's not a petal,
It's me, withered heart. "

……

Qing Huan's recitation looped again on the last sentence, and her eyes that seemed to be staring into the distance all the time stared fixedly at the audience present.The eyes are as clear as water, as clear as a spring, as if looking straight into everyone's eyes, looking into every throbbing and resonating heart.

Amidst the stormy applause, Ziheng quietly left the stage.

An indescribable emotion rose fiercely, tightly entangled his heart.He suddenly felt that something seemed to be beyond the capacity of his heart at that moment, he had to escape, and he could indulge himself in the slightly chilly autumn night outside.

Many years later, Ziheng realized that his life was like a prophecy. Maybe when he heard this poem recited by Qing Huan, everything was actually doomed.

He has already turned into that autumn tree, standing on the side of the road she walked by, quietly watching her pass by him holding another person's hand, walking farther and farther...

Even though, his love for her has already hung abundantly on the branches, and she can see it as long as she raises her head; it's a pity that she never looked at him, and his heart can only wither behind her On the ground...

"Hey, Ziheng, why did you run away? You promised me to watch the recitation competition with me, and that's why I promised to help you talk to Guan Xin from the photography club!" Du Huan rushed out a little angrily.

Ziheng smiled, he felt his own weakness, "Oh, I just remembered that the student union still has some urgent matters, I have to go and have a look."

Du Huan pouted resolutely, "Then I've changed my mind! I won't tell Guan Xin for you!"

Seeing that Ziheng was in a hurry, Du Huan laughed, "Ziheng, you will regret it. It was you who pushed Lin Qinghuan in front of me, so I decided not to help you now - because, this person, I went to the broadcasting station first, so I can’t give it to the photography agency!”

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Du Huan didn't help Ziheng find Guan Xin, but Guan Xin took the initiative to find Ziheng the next day.

The campus art festival lasted for a whole week, so Ziheng was so busy that he couldn't pay attention to Guan Xin.Guan Xin also stood aside with a good temper and watched Ziheng busy, and quietly looked at Ziheng's figure with a pair of smiling eyes.

Ziheng was a little scared by Guan Xin, and quickly finished the arrangement for the next event, turned around and looked, "Guan Xin, you have something to do with me? What are you laughing at? Is there something on me?"

Guan Xin is a fair-skinned girl who looks very gentle like a southern girl, but Ziheng knows Guan Xin well. When she was managing the photography agency, her seriousness and focus were amazing.

"I didn't see something on your body. I laughed because I saw something on your heart..." Guan Xin could not help but smile again.

"My heart?" Ziheng didn't know why.

Guan Xin took out a few enlarged and framed photos from behind as if offering treasures, and it seemed that they were going to send them to the exhibition, "Look, what I found!"

Ziheng was stunned when he saw it—the blue sky and flowing clouds, and there were golden ginkgo trees standing in the field of vision.On the golden boulevard, there is a boy in white with his back to the viewer.He turned his head back slightly and raised his eyes slightly, just in time to catch a ray of bright sunlight pouring down from the forest leaves.At that moment, the boy in white clothes fluttered and his smile was dazzling.Even though he only looked back faintly, he could see the sun shining on his cheeks...

It's him.

It was a photo that Qing Huan secretly took of him that day.

Seeing Ziheng blushing, Guan Xin smiled triumphantly, "This is the work submitted by the freshman who applied to join the photography club. I admire this newcomer very much, and I want to bring her work to the exhibition area of ​​our photography club. It's just , I have to come and ask the person in the painting, do you agree to us using your portrait rights?" Guan Xin pursed her lips happily.

Ziheng's face was completely red, and he muttered for a while, "Did she agree?"

Guan Xin laughed, "It's not up to her to make the decision. If she wants to join our photography agency, she has to agree to it."

Ziheng stared at the photos again, suddenly lowered his head and smiled, and put the photos behind his back, "Guan Xin, don't show them anymore."

Guan Xin raised her eyebrows with a smile, "Well, since the person in the painting disagrees, then I will give up this idea." Guan Xin reached out for the work, but Ziheng smiled, "Give it to me. But don't tell Her. Anyway, this is enlarged, not her original manuscript, so she shouldn't know it."

"Yo~~", Guan Xin finally couldn't help laughing, "Ziheng, our photography agency has taken a lot of pictures for you before, I didn't see which one you wanted, and you kept it so hidden... "

Ziheng blushed and smiled, "Anyway, keep it a secret for me. Guan Xin, thank you."

(End of this chapter)