When Cheng Ran went out on Monday morning, she saw Yang Xia walking in front of her. Last Friday, Yang Xia tied her hair band around her legs, but Yu Xiao took it away and used it. This was probably the reason why she was angry.
Cheng Ran felt that he had somewhat ignored her feelings, so he quickened his pace and walked next to Yang Xia while she was waiting for the train on the platform.
Although the temperature in Shanhai City is suitable all year round, it is still relatively cold in the morning and evening in winter. Yang Xia was wearing a thin pink down jacket, her cheeks flushed by the cold morning wind. She stood on the platform in the early morning. She looked very pleasing to the eye. On the bus that just passed by, many eyes fell on her, which made many people feel good for the day.
Cheng Ran appeared on her right, standing side by side with her. Yang Xia was looking at the left side of the road at the car she was waiting for. When she turned around, her eyes met Cheng Ran's.
Yang Xia was stunned, perhaps a little frightened, but she didn't show any of this on the outside. After a brief pause, Yang Xia rolled her eyes at Cheng Ran, snorted, and turned her head to the other side.
Cheng Ran was speechless, he was still angry.
He reached into his pocket, pulled out the black belt, and handed it to her.
Yang Xia glanced down and saw what Cheng Ran was holding, then turned back to look at him.
"I'm sorry, I gave the hair tie to Yu Xiao without your permission. I've asked him for it back and washed it. It was the day before yesterday. Thank you."
"I don't want it. It's up to you to do whatever you want. It doesn't matter what you lose."
"Huh?" Cheng Ran was stunned for a moment.
Yang Xia raised her head slightly, her eyes glanced at Cheng Ran's hand and then turned back, "As for an apology, there's no need. I don't care. Don't think that I took it down on purpose to give it to you... It just so happens that I don't need it anymore."
"Oh… okay."
Cheng Ran nodded, withdrew his hand, and put the black bag back into his pocket.
Yang Xia saw the whole action.
"But..." The car stopped in front of them, the door opened, and Yang Xia walked forward, turned around and smiled at him, "Seeing that you are so serious and sincere... I accept it."
Cheng Ran then got on the car and saw a group of students who had been leaning against the window to watch the entire excitement, each with a mysterious smile on their face.
Under this collective gaze, Yang Xia blushed and squeezed to the back of the bus.
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After school at noon, Cheng Ran took a bus home for lunch. When the bus passed the main road, he saw a familiar figure amid the voices of a group of boys in the bus, “Look! Look... a beautiful girl!”
Many of the old houses on both sides of the main road of No. 1 Middle School have been transformed into shops of all kinds. When the car drove past, Qin Xizhen was standing outside the window of a musical instrument store. The main reason was that the scene was so complementary. The various musical instruments in the window and the slender woman in a white shirt in front of the window, Qin Xizhen was still standing there for a long time until the car gradually went down the slope, forming an unforgettable silhouette.
When the third class in the afternoon was over, someone outside Class 9 asked someone to come in and shout, "Cheng Ran! Someone is looking for you outside!"
Cheng Ran looked over and saw that it was the lead singer of the "57 Degrees Band" coached by Qin Xizhen in the school, named Lin Chu.
When he went out and met Lin Chu, Lin Chu said, "Cheng Ran, Teacher Qin asked you to go to classroom 2312 for rehearsal at 6:30 pm."
Lin Chu left after he had spoken to her. Tan Qingchuan, who happened to be attending the last class, came over. Seeing Lin Chu, who was helping Qin Xizhen pass on the message, walking away, Tan Qingchuan said, "Do you want me to tell Teacher Qin that you're not going?"
His original intention was to let Cheng Ran deal with it. At that time, Qin Xizhen found him and said that Cheng Ran had musical talent and asked him to participate in the art festival, so Tan Qingchuan agreed.
Nowadays, although there is an art class in No. 1 Middle School, on the surface, it claims to develop students in an all-round way, provide quality education, and respect and discover students' unique talents. But this is still a world of exam-oriented education. No matter how good your musical talent is, it is difficult for China to have an education and platform that is in line with the highly developed music industry in developed countries.
Nowadays, art students are considered to be the representatives of not doing their jobs properly. If someone learns painting and becomes a painter, or learns music and becomes a musician, that is even a fantasy. Just like this teacher Qin Xizhen, it is said that her father is a famous classical music professor in southern Sichuan, but so what, Qin Xizhen studied music and became a teacher.
Music and dance are of course indispensable, but they are just to spice up normal life. Ordinary people cannot become big stars, nor can they become famous. They need to be pragmatic and do a job in their own position. This is the life of most people.
Cheng Ran thought about it, then shook his head at Tan Qingchuan, "It's still interesting to be part of a student band in high school. I'd better go."
Cheng Ran didn't use many honorifics when speaking to Tan Qingchuan, nor did he show the awe and caution that other students show towards their teachers.
But Tan Qingchuan didn't take it as an offense. If he had been uncomfortable with Cheng Ran's behavior since the beginning of the school year, at least for a traditional teacher like him, if a student didn't behave like a sheep in front of him, he would have a bad impression of this student. He even criticized Cheng Ran for this at one point.
But after the midterm exam, Cheng Ran's appearance was completely in line with his imagination of the top student in the grade! Yes, it was just imagination. He had never taught a top student in the grade before.
If Cheng Ran wasn't like this, he wouldn't be used to it!
Tan Qingchuan was originally going to take advantage of the situation and help Cheng Ran shirk the responsibility as soon as he saw Cheng Ran hesitate. However, Cheng Ran's words made the words he had prepared stuck in his throat, so he had to say, "Oh... it's okay to have fun, it's a combination of work and rest, and having this kind of experience is also an unforgettable part of student life... But let me make it clear first, it's just for fun, and it must not affect your studies... I have a monthly test tomorrow, it's up to you."
Cheng Ran smiled, knowing that this was Tan Qingchuan's anxiety. If he failed to get first place in the monthly test, he would probably be in a state of panic.
After school in the afternoon, everyone got up one after another to go out for dinner. Yao Beibei, who was sitting at the front table, turned around and said to Cheng Ran, who had just stood up, "Hey, Cheng Ran, are you really going to join the band?"
"So, will you have a performance at that time? I'm so looking forward to it..." The person speaking here was Chen Ruoting.
Since the incident of Cheng Ran getting the first place in the mid-term exam broke out, he still had a group of fans in the class. Not only did the students with good academic performance like Zheng Qiuying come to him from time to time to discuss questions and ask for advice, but there was also a group of girls like Chen Ruoting who paid close attention to his every move.
"If I'm not performing, I'll do odd jobs." Cheng Ran smiled.
Yao Beibei immediately yelled, "You are lying again! Cheng Ran... I don't believe it! With your level, how could you not perform!"
They still remembered Cheng Ran's singing and playing on the night of the junior high school graduation dinner. Of course, Cheng Ran and Jiang Hongshao left and went home first. Later, they asked Yu Xiao about Cheng Ran's singing and playing the song. The answer they got was that the song was written by his uncle, and Cheng Ran's uncle also taught him to sing and play the song.
This is fucking... Do you think we are fools!
The poem was written by my uncle, and he taught me how to play and sing that song. Why didn't you say that your uncle also took the high school entrance exam and the midterm exam under his name?
Try throwing the pot higher!
Just hearing what Yao Beibei said, many people thought of the rumors about Cheng Ran that were told by the students who were originally from the first grade of junior high school. Chen Ruoting, Zheng Qiuying, Zhang Feng and other students in the class who were not from the first grade of junior high school looked at Yao Beibei and Liu Ying, wondering why on earth you have no doubts about him in this aspect
Then a pleasant voice suddenly interrupted, "Doing odd jobs... It's so miserable, then how about we have some time and be merciful enough to come and help you?"
The person who said this was Yang Xia, whose face was slightly red, looking at him with a half-smile.
Yao Beibei quickly agreed, "That's right! Since we grew up in the same courtyard, we can go and help with the chores! Wouldn't you be more efficient... You shouldn't refuse, if you want to refuse it must be because you think Teacher Qin Xizhen is pretty! Hmm..."
A large group of people stared at his expression with great concern, probably thinking that the latter was very likely!
Cheng Ran looked in astonishment at Yao Beibei, who was looking at him with a crooked mouth and squinting eyes, and then looked at Yang Xia.
Yang Xia stared at him with sparkling eyes, but when she met his gaze, she dodged unnaturally and slightly panicked, then looked away again, as if not wanting to miss any suspicious changes in his expression.
Facing a large group of people with such suspicious expressions, Cheng Ran opened his mouth, then smiled helplessly and nodded, "If you want to come to visit me, you are welcome anytime... As long as you are not afraid... that the band is a little noisy..."
"What..."
"No matter how bad it is... you just don't want us to bother you!"
A group of men and women burst into laughter.
Amidst the laughter, Yang Xia withdrew his gaze from Cheng Ran... and seemed to be thinking about something.