"The sheets are going to be washed." Jiang Cheng said with his eyes closed as he lay on the pillow.
"En." Gu Fei responded.
"What time is it?" Jiang Cheng asked with his eyes closed.
"It's not 11 o'clock yet," Gu Fei replied, "You still have time to review."
Jiang Cheng sighed and got up from the bed. After getting out of bed, he turned back and glanced at the bed: "You, just now, change the sheets."
"Okay." Gu Fei nodded while leaning against the bed.
"Move!" Jiang Cheng put his hand beside his ear and clapped, "Move!"
"...Where did you learn it!" Gu Fei was startled by this clapping, "I didn't move less."
"Fuck off." Jiang Cheng took out his pajamas and went to take a shower.
Gu Fei chased after him again: "I'll make sandwiches for you to eat late at night?"
"En." Jiang Cheng walked out of the bedroom.
"What kind of sauce do you want?" Gu Fei asked again, "salad sauce tomato sauce or..."
"No sauce!" Jiang Cheng turned around and shouted.
Gu Fei's laughter came from the bedroom.
"Laughing at you again!" Jiang Cheng said.
Gu Fei's laughter immediately subsided.
After taking a shower, to be precise, after washing off all the sauce, Jiang Cheng returned to the bedroom. Gu Fei had already changed the sheets, and the sheets that were all covered with sauce were folded neatly and placed on the stool.
On the desk next to his pile of review materials is a small plate with bread slices filled with ham and cabbage leaves, and a glass of milk.
"I'm going to take a shower." Gu Fei said.
"En." Jiang Cheng sat down at the desk and took the plate.
When he was studying, he liked to eat late-night snacks, probably because he used his brain a lot. After eleven o'clock, he would feel sleepy and hungry, and he could continue after eating something.
He was hungry and sleepy at the moment, after all, in addition to using his brain, he also did physical work.
But he picked up the slice of bread and looked at him and put it down again. There were two slices of bread at the top and bottom, with sliced ham and vegetable leaves in the middle. Gu Fei strictly followed his request and didn't put on the salad dressing, but the sandwich he made...
There is simply no appetite for a dime!
It doesn't taste good at first sight.
Slices of bread without salad dressing and butter, even with meat and leaves, can't be eaten!
Ugly!
It's hard to eat at first sight!
However, Jiang Cheng glanced at the bottles next to him.
tsk tsk tsk!
Mom, the little pornographic film has both visual sense.
While the sauce used in previous hooliganism wasn't directly related to what's in the bottle now, and it didn't use salad dressing and butter either...
It still makes people a little unable to put their mouths down. One mouth can think of a lot of unsightly colored clips.
A school tyrant has slipped all the way to the shameless abyss since he was mixed with a school scumbag. Otherwise, teachers and parents would not allow good students to mix with underachievers.
have a look!
have a look!
When Gu Fei returned to the bedroom after taking a shower, Jiang Cheng was still stunned by the few bottles.
"I also bought yogurt," Gu Fei picked up the bread, quickly filled it with ham and vegetable leaves, then smeared the salad dressing and took a big bite, "Put it in the refrigerator, I want to drink some. Son?"
"Ah," Jiang Cheng looked at him, "Do you have a good appetite?"
"This is not what I just used," Gu Fei pointed to the bottle, "I just used blueberry and sweet orange sauce, and they were all used only after they were scooped out, and I didn't..."
"Gu Fei," Jiang Cheng looked at him sincerely, "Shut up."
Gu Fei smiled and didn't say any more. After taking a few bites of the bread in his hand, he took the small plate in front of him, spread the salad dressing and butter on the bread, and handed it back to him.
Jiang Cheng sighed, picked it up and took a bite, he was really hungry, and seeing Gu Fei eating deliciously made him even more hungry.
After supper, he turned on the lamp, lay down on the table and started working hard.
Gu Fei turned off the lights in the bedroom, leaned against the head of the bed, put his arms on the edge of the table and looked at him.
"Are you going to copy your homework?" Jiang Cheng threw the homework he had already written next to his arm.
"Get up tomorrow and copy it again," Gu Fei said, "I'm so sleepy right now."
"Your physical strength is not very good," Jiang Cheng said while doing the question, "How dare you smoke after the event?"
"I didn't smoke today." Gu Fei smiled.
"...I also forgot," Jiang Cheng sighed, "I'll make up one after I finish this page."
Gu Fei looked at him and laughed for a long time.
Jiang Cheng was quite devoted to the questions, especially the questions given to him by Pan Zhi, which were obviously more difficult than those of No. 4 Middle School, and it was quite enjoyable to write.
After he finished writing a set of papers, he raised his head, moved his neck, and glanced at Gu Fei.
Gu Fei was still leaning against the head of the bed with his arms on the table, but he had already fallen asleep there.
He stood up lightly, took a cigarette and went to the living room.
It was already dark outside the window, and the lights in every household were almost out, and only a bright yellow light could be seen far and near.
Jiang Cheng lit a cigarette and lay down on the windowsill.
The time I have stayed here is not short, but every time I see these scenes around me, I still have a faint feeling of strangeness, and occasionally I feel unreal.
In the past half a year, there are not many things he has experienced, but one thing, probably will not be forgotten in this life.
Sometimes it's amazing to think about it. One day, he will come here from a big bustling city, from a key high school, and from a family that is not warm and comfortable but at least on the surface.
From chaos to nothing, to… He turned to look at the bedroom.
The bedroom door was open, and there was a warm light inside.
He puffed out his cigarette, and after washing up, he went back to the bedroom and sat back at the desk.
Gu Fei was still sleeping, and his posture had not changed. He leaned on the table, reached out and tapped Gu Fei's lips lightly. Gu Fei didn't move, and he poked the tip of Gu Fei's nose with his fingers. , Gu Fei still didn't move.
"Brother Cheng," Gu Fei suddenly opened one eye, and his voice was drowsy, "I'll tell you something."
"Ah," Jiang Cheng quickly retracted his hand, "Wake you up?"
"I didn't fall asleep," Gu Fei closed his eyes again, "I just rested my eyes."
"Yo," Jiang Cheng tutted, "I haven't rested my eyes all night for reviewing, you're using your eyes too much while playing with your phone?"
"I didn't play, I thought you were watching too much," Gu Fei smiled and took a look at his phone, "Go to sleep, Brother Cheng, it's already past 12 o'clock."
"I'll go to bed on time at 1 o'clock," Jiang Cheng said, "You can officially go to bed, don't rest your eyes."
"Yeah." Gu Fei rubbed down and lay down on the pillow.
Jiang Cheng didn't close the book until 1:30, turned off the lamp, and got into bed in the dark. Gu Fei was probably already asleep, so he lay down very carefully, for fear of waking Gu Fei up.
As soon as he lay down, Gu Fei rolled over and hugged him: "It's almost sleep, it's already past 1 o'clock."
"...I thought you fell asleep?" Jiang Cheng touched his arm.
"I fell asleep," Gu Fei buried his face on his shoulder, "I said that I left you with a nerve."
"Go to sleep," Jiang Cheng smiled, "Good night."
"Good night." Gu Fei tapped his shoulder with his teeth.
Classmate Wang Xu attached great importance to this stage performance, or he was very excited about this stage performance. As soon as he arrived at school in the morning, he dragged Jiang Cheng into the corridor.
"I asked Lao Xu for the key to the music classroom. There is a piano there. I brought the guitar and I have put it away." Wang Xu looked at him, "don't go back at noon, just have something to eat, we Just go practice?"
"I... I haven't finished the sheet music yet," Jiang Cheng felt that he couldn't hold back Wang Xu's enthusiasm, "How about..."
"It's just noon, and I don't need your score," Wang Xu said. "You tell me my part."
Jiang Cheng sighed: "You are just chords, but I don't know how to play guitar..."
"You play it to me, I'll just write it down myself," Wang Xu said, "Noon, don't run away at noon, you'll be with Gu Fei every day after school, and you two have to tie him up for noon. Go to the music room and listen to our practice."
"Ah." Jiang Cheng responded.
He didn't bargain with Wang Xu anymore, for fear that Wang Xu would say something that would make him nervous.
Captain Wang Jiuri knew a little too much, but he had no strings in his mind, or else he would have to consider silence.
As soon as school was over at noon, Wang Xu stood at the front door of the classroom, staring at him from a distance.
"Then go eat with Wang Xu," Gu Fei glanced at Wang Xu, "It happened that I was going back at noon to make a picture, and I will give it to someone this afternoon."
"Okay." Jiang Cheng nodded.
This time, he played Gu Fei's tune. He didn't tell Gu Fei, he thought it was quite memorable, and it could be regarded as a small surprise for Gu Fei.
In fact, he admired himself quite a bit. He had only heard it once, and he was able to pick out the score almost from memory, but there should be some deviations in many details.
Wang Xu dragged him to eat pizza across from the school. Wang Xu, who wanted to buy some drinks next to him, didn't give him a chance. He dragged him back to school as if he were fighting a war, and went straight to the music classroom.
To be honest, if it wasn't for what Wang Xu said this time, he wouldn't even know that No. 4 Middle School actually had a music classroom with many other musical instruments besides the piano.
"Come on," Wang Xu lifted the lid of the violin, "I'll listen to you play a section first? What kind of tune?"
Jiang Cheng didn't speak, he suddenly remembered that he didn't know the name of Gu Fei's song.
But it doesn't matter.
"No name." Jiang Cheng sat on the piano bench.
"...I haven't heard of it," Wang Xu was stunned for a while, but soon leaned on the piano with a look of anticipation, "I'll listen to it when I play it, maybe I've heard it before and didn't know it's called Wuming."
"You must have never heard of it." The moment Jiang Cheng put his hands on the keys, a familiar and unfamiliar feeling quickly spread from his fingertips.
It's been so long, he hasn't even looked at the piano again.
The black and white staggered in front of my eyes, I can't tell what it feels like when my fingertips touch it.
He froze for a long time without moving.
"No, Jiang Cheng," Wang Xu frowned and looked at him, "You're not a fucking liar, are you? Are you really good at playing?"
Jiang Cheng glanced at him, but didn't say a word. His fingers brushed over the keys and climbed a scale. He moved his fingers and regained his previous feeling.
"It's kind of like that," Wang Xu nodded, as if he was relieved, "To be honest, you really don't look like someone who can play the piano, why don't you play the little star first?"
"Why don't you go out first?" Jiang Cheng looked at him, "If you talk so much, why don't you go out and talk to someone first?"
Wang Xu didn't speak any more and closed his mouth.
Jiang Cheng stared at his fingers, took a breath, closed his eyes and spit it out, his fingertips landed on the keys of the piano, and this note made him quickly enter the picture that Gu Fei had drawn with music.
I'm down, I'm going to fly
I am confused up, I hear you say the world is empty...
You say one, two, three, shatter the past, die
The wind blows, the way back home is broken, did you see me singing... You say one, two, three, turn around, you listen to the panic that was erased...
Jiang Cheng didn't read the score, the tune was not long, and he had just written the score from memory, so he could basically pop it out when he closed his eyes.
He didn't like the piano, and every time his fingertips conveyed the peculiar touch of the keys, his mind would be filled with memories of those bored and gradually numb.
But today was different. Maybe it was because the melody between my fingers carried Gu Fei's breath, or maybe it was because of the change in my mood sitting here.
He sank into the notes.
Even if he played a few wrong notes, it didn't affect his mood.
When his fingers finished playing the last note and left the keys, he stared at the black and white for a long time without moving.
Suddenly there was a warm applause behind him, Jiang Cheng was startled, turned his head abruptly, and saw Lao Xu who was standing at the door of the music classroom with an excited face.
"Fuck President Xu, why are you here?" Wang Xu was also taken aback, but he immediately applauded along with him, "Nice! Jiang Cheng, you are really... too unexpected, too unexpected! Think of it! It sounds good!"
"What kind of song is this?" Lao Xu came over, "I don't seem to have heard it before."
"You haven't heard any songs, have you?" Wang Xu seemed to suddenly find a sense of superiority.
"Then tell me, what song is this?" Lao Xu asked Wang Xu humbly.
"This piece is called... Nameless!" After Wang Xu finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Cheng, "Hey Jiang Cheng, can you introduce Lao Xu?"
"Nameless?" Lao Xu was stunned, "Is there a piano piece called this name? Who is the composer?"
"That..." Jiang Cheng hesitated for a moment, and felt that it seemed a bit too perfunctory to just give "No Name", but he didn't want to ask Gu Fei, "The name is still... undecided."
"Not sure?" Wang Xu was also stunned, and after a while, he said, "You didn't write this song, did you! Fuck me?"
"No, no, no," Jiang Cheng quickly waved his hand, "It's not me."
"Then why hasn't the name been decided yet?" Lao Xu asked again.
Jiang Cheng suddenly felt a little embarrassed, Gu Fei's temper, he was really not sure if it was appropriate to say so to let Wang Xu and Lao Xu know.
"Let's practice first," he didn't answer Lao Xu's question, "I'll... tell you later."
"Hey!" Wang Xu shouted a little unhappily, "Avoid me again, right?"
"Ah?" Jiang Cheng looked at him.
"I didn't say it, Jiang Cheng, you really... hey, I'm going to the toilet," Wang Xu turned around and walked outside the classroom with a dissatisfied face, "You tell President Xu in private, I'm relying on it, it's not interesting to be a partner... What? Everything should avoid me…”
Jiang Cheng looked at his back, opened his mouth and said nothing.
"Did you write it yourself?" Lao Xu sat next to him a little excitedly.
"Really not." Jiang Cheng looked at Lao Xu.
"Who wrote that?" Lao Xu looked at him expectantly.
Jiang Cheng didn't say a word, and after a while he said, "If you want to report on the show, just write and arrange the music. I'll do it."
"Is it Gu Fei?" Lao Xu was silent for a while, then suddenly hesitantly asked.
Jiang Cheng turned his head in surprise and stared at him.
"Really? Yes!" Lao Xu also glared at him, "I know this kid played in a band in junior high school, but I didn't ask him, this kid's character is too difficult to communicate, too difficult to communicate... "
"No," Jiang Cheng was still surprised, "How did you know he played in a band?"
"Every one of you students," Lao Xu sighed, "I will work hard to understand, so that I can be responsible for every student. This is what Gu Fei's mother told me, otherwise I wouldn't know him. Can play guitar."
Jiang Cheng didn't know how to answer the call, so he kept silent.
"Gu Fei is a very good boy, but it's too difficult to communicate, and my head teacher is also quite a failure," Lao Xu suddenly reached out and tapped the keys with a sense of disappointment, "They said not to give up any of the students, but I wanted to hold on to every one of them. It’s hard for students too… Just like Gu Fei, I can’t communicate with him properly even though I’m circling around him…”
Jiang Cheng still didn't speak. This time, he really didn't know what to say. He was quite surprised when Lao Xu said such a thing to a student, and he was also slightly embarrassed and emotional.
"I've seen photos taken by Gu Fei," Lao Xu said. "What a talented child, what a talent, it's a pity to give up on oneself like this."
Jiang Cheng still didn't know what to say, he just followed Old Xu and sighed softly.
When Wang Xu returned to the music classroom, Lao Xu stood up and sat on the chair next to him: "You guys practice, I'll listen."
"I don't know the score yet," Wang Xu took his guitar, and after a trip to the toilet, his discomfort had disappeared, and when he picked up the guitar, his whole body returned to excitement, "Jiang Cheng, play it for you. Just play a chord and tell me where to go."
"En." Jiang Cheng took out the score he had written, marked the chords for Wang Xu, and then played it out for him.
Wang Xu must be half serious in class at this moment, and it is estimated that Lao Xu can cry on the spot.
After writing down his own part, he tried to play it twice: "Is that what you mean?"
"En," Jiang Cheng nodded, "Just have a moment."
When Wang Xu's guitar came out along with the sound of the piano, Lao Xu stood up in surprise, walked to the piano and stood.
After a few bars, Jiang Cheng got stuck, stopped, took the score and changed it.
"Damn it," Wang Xu gently plucked the guitar strings a few times, "I have the illusion that I am a master."
"I am." Jiang Cheng said.
Wang Xu was amused for a long time: "Jiang Cheng, I noticed that you sometimes have a thick skin."
"I have the capital." Jiang Cheng glanced at him.
"Fuck, can you be a little more modest," Wang Xu looked at him, "Why should I go on like this?"
"You don't have to say it," Jiang Cheng put the revised score on the music stand, "try it again."
Wang Xu was a failure as a class player, but as an ensemble player, he was not bad, his reaction was fast enough, except for the occasional guitar that was half a beat slower, he didn't make any mistakes in his own part.
"How is it!" Wang Xu waved his arm when he came out of the music classroom, "What do you think!"
"Well, it's pretty good." Jiang Cheng nodded.
"I'm thirsty, I'm going to buy a drink, can I bring you a bottle?" Wang Xu said, "What are you drinking?"
"Huang Xiaoming," Jiang Cheng said, "Thank you."
"What does Mr. Xu drink?" Wang Xu looked at Lao Xu.
"I'm going back to the office to drink tea," Lao Xu said. "I'm not used to drinking your beverages. One sip will be sweet all afternoon."
After Wang Xu went to buy drinks, Jiang Cheng and Lao Xu walked towards the classroom together. When Lao Xu was about to return to the office, Jiang Cheng stopped him: "President Xu."
"What's the matter?" Lao Xu turned his head.
"Arrangement, playing Jiang Cheng, guitar Wang Xu," Jiang Cheng said, "That's fine, I'll think about the name of the piece, and I'll tell you in the next two days."
"Oh," Lao Xu nodded, visibly disappointed, "Okay, okay."
Jiang Cheng slid his hand into his trouser pocket and slowly walked towards the classroom.
What is the name of the song
The melody is a little confused and depressed, and the words also have the same feeling. When listening to it, people have the urge to wave their hands to break the bondage wrapped around them.
When writing the score, he made some changes, some of which he could not remember, some of which were too depressing. When playing the tune, he also subconsciously pressed heavily on the keys in several places, wanting to lift it up and shout out the sound.
I think
in your eyes
run wild
I think
a look
get old
He took out his mobile phone and called Lao Xu: "Mr. Xu, that song is called "Saye"."