How many people are there on campus? The leaves rustled as they brushed against the ground, and the dry figure picked up Xu Shiyue's voice.
Lu Shizhen was about to leave but suddenly stopped in the wind. In his peripheral vision, he saw Xu Shiyue holding his hand in an instant.
She didn't know what mood to use to define the scene she saw at this moment. It was as if someone pushed a jar of candy, and the glass ball-shaped candies rolled around in her heart, reflecting the colorful colors in the sunlight, instantly filling her world with gorgeous and strange colors.
She thought she was happy at the moment, but she also felt that it was more than just happiness at being retained.
Xu Shiyue's voice was soft and gentle, just like the autumn breeze lingering around her at this moment, which calmed her inexplicably depressed heart very well.
However, Chen Miaomiao was obviously very surprised by the two people's behavior. She called out Xu Shiyue's name in confusion: "Shiyue..."
Xu Shiyue could understand the surprise in Chen Miaomiao's words, but she didn't know how to explain her sudden action of grabbing Lu Shizhen.
It was just that the sun fell into her sight at an inopportune time, leaving the shadow of the lowered head in her sight, like a drooping tail.
Xu Shiyue thought that she might just be used to Lu Shizhen being her "guide stick" and didn't want to get used to it again with someone else.
But when the words came to her lips, she felt that such words were a bit too intimate, and the explanation finally turned into an excuse: "Lu Shizhen promised me a guide dog, she can't break her promise."
Chen Miaomiao looked at Lu Shizhen standing beside her doubtfully.
Although she was not in the same class as Lu Shizhen, she had met this person several times and did not have a very good impression of her.
That's why she exchanged a few words with Xu Shiyue and then sent her away, and her polite tone was just to keep a distance from her.
But why...
Chen Miaomiao looked up and down at Lu Shizhen, her gaze stopping on Xu Shiyue's hand which was still on Lu Shizhen's wrist.
Her eyes were filled with doubts, but she didn't dare to say anything when she landed. She just said, "Let's go."
Because today's rehearsal was very important, and Xu Shiyue had returned to the orchestra after a long absence, the orchestra members all quickly finished their lunch and came to the rehearsal room early to wait.
As soon as he opened the door of the rehearsal room, Lu Shizhen felt more eyes on him than last time.
She suddenly felt that it was a good thing that Xu Shiyue couldn't see. At least she wouldn't feel nervous.
But when she turned around and guided Xu Shiyue to sit in the chief seat in the front row, she felt that she was wrong.
The girl sat upright on her chair and took the cello handed to her by the bodyguard with ease.
The long black hair cascaded down her shoulders, smooth and soft, not covering her face at all.
She responded to the enthusiastic or curious greetings from people around her in this way, and there was no panic in her audition.
In a trance, Lu Shizhen seemed to see Xu Shiyue in the book standing at the shareholders' meeting, looking calm and unhurried.
This is Xu Shiyue.
She loved the characters in the book immensely.
Lu Shizhen gently squeezed the hand that Xu Shiyue had just held in hers, and seeing that she didn't need to worry about him, she left the rehearsal room silently.
Bodyguards were standing outside the door in a dense mass. She looked at the teaching building where her class was located two corridors behind her and didn't want to go back to class so early.
Tuesday afternoons are for self-study, and when I go back to the classroom I am still troubled by the pile of papers.
Although he has been in this world for some time, Lu Shizhen is still somewhat unfamiliar with life here, especially school.
She wanted to take a look around the art building that the school had spent a huge amount of money to build before taking the test paper and leaving, to feel the money power of the rich.
The floor where the orchestra is located is full of music classrooms with excellent sound insulation. The faint sound of music flows out from different rooms and converges together.
Lu Shizhen stepped on the musical notes and came to the next floor. The classroom was in the same layout and was filled with various plaster statues and canvases. She looked at the students painting in the classroom and suddenly realized that this floor was an art studio.
There is no classroom here.
The upstairs was well sealed, so the smell of paint coming through the open windows wasn't pleasant, but it made Lu Shizhen feel at home.
She walked through classroom after classroom, and the onlookers couldn't help but slow down their pace.
The classroom I just stopped in seemed to be a club. There was a theme called "Twilight" marked on the multimedia blackboard. There was no restricted style and no comparison. People inside were painting freely.
Lu Shizhen couldn't help but stop and looked into the room with some curiosity.
A little girl who seemed to be the club leader noticed Lu Shizhen outside the window and walked over enthusiastically: "Senior, are you interested in oil painting?"
Lu Shizhen had not forgotten the trap that the original owner had left for her, and replied, "It's OK."
But she didn't expect to hear a mocking laugh from her direction: "Lu Shizhen, I didn't expect you to be quite humorous."
A girl with long curly hair raised her head and jokingly told the junior student sitting next to her: "You don't know, your senior sister got 30 points in the oil painting test last semester, which pissed off Old Xu. Old Xu was so depressed that he drank half a bottle of wine that night."
It's obvious from the familiar tone that he's showing off, and he's trying to show how great he is by belittling others.
The girl was obviously used to making sarcastic remarks. When she heard Lu Shizhen's question, she didn't realize that the question was about to develop into a serious attack on him. She thought she was very cool and leaned on the drawing board, saying, "Okay, but the level is just here."
Lu Shizhen and others are waiting for this sentence.
If someone said that her level was not good, she would accept it. After all, she was not the original owner and she did not learn so many special skills since childhood. But if someone said that her painting skills were poor, she would definitely not accept it.
Rather than arguing with words, she prefers to be direct and rough.
If you get slapped in the face, how can you not try your best
Lu Shizhen walked into the classroom and asked the junior schoolmate who had just greeted her, "I am also very interested in your topic. Can you lend me a drawing board?"
As if she was dissatisfied with that girl, a little girl at the window seat stood up and said, "Use me, senior."
"Shi Zhen, are you planning to join in?" The girl wanted to laugh when she saw Lu Shi Zhen's action, and she didn't hide the smile on her face at all. She said to her contemptuously as if to comfort her: "It doesn't matter. It's a club activity. The important thing is to participate. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."
"Yes." Lu Shizhen responded, his eyes slowly curved with a smile.
The sunlight from the window fell on her face, and beneath her calm eyes there was a hint of sinisterness that was difficult to detect.
Just like the original owner.
The studio fell silent, and the orchestra's music seeped into the club classroom through the gaps between the buildings.
The brush spreads paint on the canvas. The hand holding the brush and the hand holding the bow seem to be synchronized for a moment, but suddenly stop after Shao □□ya retracts the bow.
After the third ensemble rehearsal, Teacher Chen clapped his hands with satisfaction and said, "Everyone cooperated very well this time. Everyone is free for half an hour. We will continue at three o'clock."
"Okay." Everyone nodded, and their tense bodies relaxed as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
Except Xu Shiyue.
The sunlight fell just right on the side of her face, creating a distance between her and the rustling behind her.
She sat alone in the chair, quietly checking the condition of her bow, her crow-feather eyelashes slightly drooped, clean and spotless.
Chen Miaomiao glanced at Teacher Chen who was fetching water, then she slipped over to Xu Shiyue holding her clarinet and asked in a low voice, "I didn't have time to ask you just now, are you living at Lu Shizhen's house now? How did you end up at her house?"
Seeing that Lu Shizhen didn't come, she asked bolder questions, "Did she imprison you?"
Xu Shiyue listened to the little girl's cautious and somewhat exaggerated voice and looked at her calmly.
Chen Miaomiao paused.
She looked at the smiling face sitting next to her and felt that she had overestimated Lu Shizhen. She laughed twice: "That's right. You are sitting next to me now. How could you imprison me..."
But she was particularly worried about Xu Shiyue, so she squatted carefully beside her.
The person beside him said, "But I heard that Lu Shizhen looks polite and gentle, but in fact she is just a crazy person in disguise. She didn't do anything to you, did she?"
Xu Shiyue shook her head: "No, I'm fine at her house."
"Really?" Chen Miaomiao blinked her eyes and told Xu Shiyue everything she had found out about Lu Shizhen. "I heard that she has very special hobbies, the same as those crazy people in movies have. Like peeping, SM, and strangling you with a smile and letting go before you die, giving you some other names, raising you as a pet, actually wanting to enjoy you, and more..."
Xu Shiyue couldn't help but frown as she listened to Chen Miaomiao's description. Before she finished listing, she interrupted her: "Miaomiao, Lu Shizhen is not like this, don't worry."
"Rest assured? I can't be rest assured." Chen Miaomiao put her arm on Xu Shiyue's leg, "Have you forgotten who was pestering you last semester and who kept running into you? To put it bluntly, she was stalking you. It's obvious that she has bad intentions towards you!"
"Shiyue, you are so beautiful, you must protect yourself and don't be deceived by her hypocrisy. Crazy people like them like to boil frogs in warm water the most."
As she spoke, Chen Miaomiao picked up Xu Shiyue's arm, which was placed beside her, and stroked her delicate skin while speaking in a grandmother's voice, "Shiyue, don't take it lightly. Do you know that a delicate and tender girl like you, who has both good looks and talents, is simply a prey prepared for these crazy people?"
As Chen Miaomiao spoke, she raised her eyes and looked at Xu Shiyue.
But she still looked calm, not frightened by his words at all.
The sunlight was gentle, adding a little light to those originally dark eyes.
Chen Miaomiao just looked at those eyes looking at her, and Xu Shiyue said in a cold voice: "Miaomiao, what TV series have you watched recently?"
Chen Miaomiao scratched her nose: "Ah... that's it..."
Xu Shiyue didn't wait for her to report to him, and continued, "Lu Shizhen is not as bad as the rumors say. She is still an okay person."
After he finished speaking, Chen Miaomiao paused.
She seemed to have thought of something and called out to Xu Shiyue: "Shiyue."
"Hmm?" Xu Shiyue responded.
"I noticed that you were protecting Lu Shizhen."
Chen Miaomiao looked at Xu Shiyue seriously and said: ,,.
(End of this chapter)