Li San is Yang Lei's best brother, Li San has seen it in the past few days, Yang Lei's mood is not high.
"Brother Lei, are you still thinking about the last time in the bright pool room?"
"Can you forget it? Does the injury hurt?"
"You can rest on this matter. Big brother came forward to mediate. Don't you slap him in the face again?!"
"I don't want revenge, I just really want to fight Fang Yu."
"You can fight a lot, and it's not just one house!"
"I'll overtake him!"
"Hey..." Li San was helpless.
Li San felt that Yang Lei was a little stunned now. Li San later told others that in fact, at that time, he felt that Yang Lei was chasing after a girl and was dumped by someone, and he loved and hated each other. Of course, he didn't dare to say this in front of Yang Lei, he wanted to live two more years.
"Brother Lei, you don't play cotton... er, guitar?"
Yang Lei remembered, he took the acoustic guitar and went to the experimental middle school.
The experimental middle school has a large playground, standardized, with high stands and steps beside it. Yang Lei often sits on the steps at night to practice guitar. In fact, Yang Lei's playing is not as bad as what Li San said. Some simple chords are still quite decent. Yang Lei hasn't been there for several days. He just sat down on the steps of the old place this night, and heard the opposite steps far away. There was also the sound of the guitar, and someone had already come first.
Yang Lei was stunned for a moment. He specially picked it around ten o'clock in the evening, when there was usually no one there.
There was a wide football field in the middle. Of course, Yang Lei couldn't see who was playing on the opposite side, but the rhythm drifted in the wind and Yang Lei was stunned.
He heard it, it was a song "Childhood" by Luo Dayou.
On the banyan tree by the pond, Zhida is calling out the summer
On a swing by the grass, only butterflies rest on it
The teacher's chalk on the blackboard is still desperately twittering and writing
Waiting for the end of get out of class, waiting for the end of school, waiting for the childhood of games...
Why hasn't the girl in the next class passed by my window
The history in the mouth, the comics in the hand, the childhood of the first love in the heart...
How many weekdays memory is always alone facing the sky in a daze
Just so curious, so fanciful, so lonely in childhood...
Yang Lei was fascinated.
The person opposite is not only playing, but also singing softly.
The evening breeze brought the gentle and smooth melody, as well as the low and gentle singing that made Yang Lei's emotions fluctuate.
Yang Lei was shocked.
This "Childhood" was a popular song at that time. People in the streets and alleys would sing it, and people who played guitar would learn to play it. Another favorite song is "Love Song 1990" by Luo Dayou.
Yang Lei has heard many people play this "Childhood", and he has played it himself, but he has rarely heard it played by a guitar master. It's the best he's ever heard, and he's fascinated, deeply moved by the melody and singing.
Yang Lei couldn't help but sang along softly in the evening breeze, then he sat down, picked up the guitar, carefully tried to keep up with the rhythm of the person opposite, but didn't dare to make too much noise, for fear of his poor level. Experts have interfered.
Yang Lei hurriedly followed a few notes, made a wrong note, and the melody on the opposite side stopped.
"I'm sorry, buddy!" Yang Lei was embarrassed and shouted at the opposite side.